CHAPTER VII - AFTERGLOW
We awoke around 3 the next afternoon with my face resting at the small of Marilyn's back. I wanted the last image I saw before I fell to sl**p to be of mother's curvy thick ass, and it was.
As I came to my senses, I planted a full wet kiss on her left ass cheek, suckling it with thirst before crawling up to awake the woman of my dreams. We had made love three more times that night before our loving slumber, and I'm sure mother was exhausted.
A warm smile greeted my first kiss of the new day.
"Good morning, lover." I quietly said, tracing the hair that fell across her lovely face. "My husband." She replied, taking my hand with hers.
We shared a long adoring kiss as I took her body in my arms, turning her over to lie on my chest. I couldn't believe my luck. I had fucked this beautiful woman four times, and each time my seed had passed from c***d to mother without any fear or guilt. I replayed her violent reactions to my cumming in my head over and over again... the raw, unbridled ecstasy that split her body apart every time.
We whispered delightful verses of total love for a few moments, kissing and sharing like the truest of lovers do.
A few moments passed before mother moved down my chest. I could tell she was up to something as the look in her lust filled eyes said it all. I watched as her fingers danced across my chest, caressing my chiseled chest and six pack abdomen I had worked so hard to build up just for her.
"God, you're so beautiful." Mother uttered, looking my pecs with wanton hunger. "Like a God."
I shivered as she ran her tongue along my breast, leaving a trail of saliva as she soothed her way down further...
"I made this... dear God, I made this man." I heard her whisper as my cock brushed the nape of her neck.
I looked down to see her graze her face alongside my hard length. She did this like a cat to catnip... inebriated by its endless promise for pleasure, delight, and sin. Mother crisscrossed, brushing the other side of her face along my shaft, now skimming the underside with her soft fingertips. My cock twitched and juddered in hope as I shivered in tingling expectation.
"Oh mother." I cried out, watching the desire stew behind her sapphire eyes.
My reproductive organ, now pressed between her face and open palm throbbed as she lifted her head up and parted her lips...
My stone hard cock unhurriedly disappeared into her mouth... gone.
My entire body buckled before crying out in agonizing joy. There's nothing better than that initial sensation of a hot wet mouth on your cock, and knowing mother was suckling from it made it that more special. I couldn't believe how ravenous she was, acting like a starved a****l in the wild feeding on essential nourishment. Looking down, all I saw was her lovely dark hair tasseled about my groin. Closing my eyes, I had to reassure myself that this was this wasn't a fantasy or dream... this was incredibly real.
Before this, most of my girlfriends sucked my cock as if it was a chore or bothersome. Not with mom... she clearly loved this act, and did all she could to ingest my thick rod down her willing throat. I felt her dripping tongue roll about, caressing the underside of my shaft, thrashing about repeatedly. My eyes bulged from my skull as I held my breath... it blew my mind. No one had ever done this to me, and it was beyond all pleasure I had ever experienced.
My fingertips fondled her head as her low crude moans rumbled throughout my crotch. I pulled back her soft auburn tresses to see her caved in cheeks and her dripping lips circled at the base of my cock, twitching and spindling to get more of my cock inside. I had never seen anything quite like it.
"God, this is so beautiful," I managed to whimper. "Look at you... look at this."
I fought back the scream that was fighting to explode. Instead, I cried out a soft, gurgling moan. Mother's sleek tongue cajoled the swollen head of my penis, poking and probing at the hole in its tip before twirling around my sensitive tip. She didn't take more than the head into her mouth as she gently sucked on it and began to slowly, yet lovingly pump her palm up and down my tall, proud cock.
"This is my mother sucking me." I reminded myself, recalling all the years of watching, inspecting, and scrutinizing her fantastic buxom flesh.
I began bucking; losing my footing as mother's hands f***efully clutched my torso and ass to keep me place. The realization was too much to endure... this woman, this angel and vixen of sexuality was finally where I wanted her for so long. A series of slow sideways laps on the underside of my cock brought that reality home. To hear the cocksucking slurps fuse with her low untamed groans made me light-headed. I clinched her skull as she lovingly summoned the seed from the deepest regions of my testicles.
I gave up, letting my orgasm ascend to its beautiful crest. I thrust against her face like a crazed demon, lunging and crying her name over and over. Looking down one last time, I saw nothing but her nose pressed to my pubes... my cock had vanished, and that's when I screamed my shock and disbelief for the entire world to hear. Mother didn't budge, and knowing she was going to swallow my broiling seed made the orgasm that more profound.
Mini seizures split my body apart as my cock erupted; sending what I knew must have been gallon upon gallon of potent cumm into her mouth. Both her hands gripped my stiffened ass as I felt myself lose consciousness. Mother didn't stop sucking. She just clutched my ass tighter and began to move her head up and down. With a snorting grunt, I buried my cock deeper in her mouth as my stalk twanged, continuing to spew out thick creamy cumm into her sucking mouth. Spasms of pure, indescribable pleasure shot through me as my whole world centered on mother's hot, sucking mouth.
Mother had made me cumm.
"Swallowing me," I gasped in sheer narcosis, aghast with disbelief. "You're swallowing me, mother."
No woman had EVER done this for me. The reality of a woman willingly swallowing my sperm convinced me beyond a doubt that Marilyn was meant for me. I watched as several rivulets of seed slithered down my glossy shaft, all before they were hungrily suckled back inside her mouth. Each time she swallowed, I heard her longingly groan in undying bliss. As my seizures of orgasm kept rocking my sweaty flesh, I did my best to focus on watching her do this; to ascertain that I had finally won the prize... ultimately getting the one woman I wanted. With that, mother's misty eyes gazed up at mine, intoxicated by my seed and by the knowledge she made me cumm so hard.
With the wide bulbous helmet of my twitching cock languidly swathed by her glazed lips, the last spurts of my semen flowed as I watched them seep into her open mouth before she swallowed time after time. Both of us sat in stone-faced silence, staring into the others eyes in the glorious afterglow of orgasm. My face said "Did you really just do this to me?" and her face clearly echoed the truth that she did-- she loved it. My palms then cupped her beautiful face, tracing her jaw and her cheeks lovingly.
"I love you, mother. God, I just love you so fucking much." I growled before leaning down to proudly crush my mouth to hers.
Before this moment, I had never kissed any woman following a blowjob. Not that it grossed me out, but nearly all of my ex-girlfriends never bestowed me the chance. With mother, not only did it seem right, but also it felt so deep. There were still traces of my seed on her lips as I filled her mouth with my eager tongue. I pushed her onto her back as we made out for an eternity, bathing in the sweet afterglow of i****tuous orgasm.
CHAPTER VIII - THE BIG PRIZE
Mother and I spent the next hour together in bed, arm in arm as we realized we hadn't eaten anything besides pussy or sperm for over a day. Ordering room service, mom put on a white robe as I hit the shower. All the accomplishments and victories of the last 48 hours played through my head as I kept going back to that one vision of my mother in her divine wedding dress, taking my hand in sacred matrimony. Her vows echoed in my mind "I take thee, my soul mate and lover, to be my wedding husband... to have and to hold from this day forth."
Marilyn and I ate a late lunch, making plans for the remainder of our day. I thwarted it all by telling her that it could all stop if we even so much as walked past our bed. Sitting there at our table, I watched mother eat as I began seeing her in a different light. Mother was now my equal... my lifelong partner, and I loved how even these simple moments carried a deeper significance to them. She looked amazing with her tasseled hair and no makeup... she glowed with serenity, an inner peace that I hoped I brought her. We playfully fed each other as we shared numerous kisses and long, loving gazes. In these moments, we began to plan out the rest of our lives together as a true, genuine couple. It all hit me after an awkward moment of silence as mother rested her head on her hand, radiant and smiling.
"I love you." Mother softly said.
I returned her smile.
"No, I mean it," she continued. "I've never felt so right about anything in my entire life." She said, putting her hand atop mine softly.
"I love you too." I replied. "It all just... wow. It's so surreal. Part of me is like, wow-- I finally got the girl of my dreams, and the other part of me is so turned on by the fact that you're really my mother."
"I think it adds to the depth of it." She said.
"It does," I happily agreed. "Just the few girls I've been with... this-- you... it's like pure magic inside you."
Mother cooed in contentment, nestling in my arms lovingly as we shared a long kiss.
"Can I ask you something?" she asked.
"Anything." I said.
"I want you to be honest with me, which I know you will be, but... I've really thought a lot about this... and... I just need to know." She added.
We sat to face each other, hand in hand.
"Mother, really... ask away. Nothing is ever going to be kept in secret between us. The fact that we were able to come this far proves that." I assured her.
Mother tightened her hands on mine, looking at me deep in my eyes. I had never seen her look so peacefully assured of herself before.
"I know this is all so fast, and we just started, but... since you're my husband now, we're supposed to share anything." She said.
"Absolutely." I avowed, wondering where she was going with this.
Mother took a deep breath, reaffirming her hold on my hands.
"I want another baby," she blurted out. "It's been something I've wanted for years, and I honestly never thought I'd meet a man who would give me one. But now... everything has changed."
My heart virtually stopped. I couldn't believe the confession I was hearing. I swear my mother knew every secret in my soul.
"Wow." Was all I could summon.
While I knew that must have sounded so silly, it was ALL I could come back with.
"I know a lot of guys run when they hear something like that..." mother began explaining.
"No, no, no," I protested. "No really mom, I uhmm... I... just..." I sighed likewise. "Nothing would make me happier than to have a c***d with you. I uhm... that was one of my first fantasies about you, was making you pregnant."
"Oh my GAWD, baby," Mother said, leaping into my arms. "You did, really?"
"So many times," I said, running my appreciative hands through her tresses. "Some of the best jerk-offs were when I imagined it."
Mother leaned back with tears stinging her eyes. I knew this was a "moment" for us.
"A friend at the office had her nephew's baby, and it was fine- no problems." Mother said.
"I know," I shot back with a warm smile. "I found out that all that stuff of three arms and weird shit is all a myth."
"Oh my God," mother said. "We both really put a lot of thought into this. You really thought about it-- I mean with me? Making me pregnant?"
"Soooooo many times," I replied. "I mean, I look at you and it's like... how can I NOT want to make you pregnant? My God your body was MADE for c***dren... your hips are so..."
Mother muzzled me with a wanton kiss, holding my head in place with her hands.
"Mmmmmmmm," she groaned into my mouth. "I think my baby boy needs his mother."
I shuddered hearing her say that. The way she said it, and the compelling passion dripping from her voice spoke volumes.
"Mother needs another baby," I lovingly replied. "Doesn't she?"
Her hot breath cascaded across my face, crippled by the surreal possibility. "God yes. Oh my GAWD, yes."
With that, we stood from the table locked together in a fiery kiss. Our forbidden ambitions fueled the flames in our hearts as I pulled the robe from mom's burning body, caressing and touching as much of her as I could. Mother returned my affections twice fold, angrily yanking off my shorts as my rock-solid cock bobbed free, pressing to mother's stomach. Mother's left hand slid down, softly caressing my life giving stalk.
I motioned mother back as I lifted her up, placing her down on her back. Nestling atop her, our kiss fostered into a full-blown make out, cradling her fertile body below mine.
"God, you young guys can go all night." She added between the slurps and gurgling gasps of our kisses.
Straddling her as my hands grazed up and down her arousing flesh, mother and I's sole purpose for this moment was understood... a distinct, soulful determination I had yet to experience. I had come so far in attaining the impossible, and to actually comprehend that I was about to impregnate my own mother... a woman I had wanted, craved, and sought for so long... now, here she was below me, all for me, and no one else.
The mere hope that what Marilyn and I had come together for was more than enough. Slowly settling down on her, the wide head of my stalk found the scalding core of my wife's pussy. With succulent finesse, and no help from my hands, I sank into her womb with no exertion or challenge.
'You're mine,' I grunted, punctuating each word with the press of my body. 'You're all mine, every inch of you.'
As my balls came to rest against the lips of her cunt, I felt mother balk in my embrace with small cries. Looking down, I saw tears coming from her eyes as I immediately went into "protector" mode.
"Are you okay?" I tenderly asked.
She could only nod yes as I paused to relish in our union, lodged deep inside her, all safe and secure. Her quiet moans were murmuring out into the crook of my neck as her hands continued to pull at her ankles keeping her legs spread out to the fullest.
"I've always wanted this," she said. "Someone who wanted me to be the mother of his c***d."
I could only think of one reply, "Who says we have to stop with one?"
Mother flung her mouth to mind, gnawing my lips with hers in a potent kiss. In a flash of an instant, Marilyn flung herself up, flipping me to my back as she mounted me with lissome finesse. I had to look back over at the mirror across the room to see this magnificence all for myself... there, all curved and hunched over was that spherical glossy ass I wanted, all perfectly rounded out and so fucking sexy-- slowly descending atop my towering stalk of life.
Feeling my cock wedge itself against the outer lips of her pussy, mother let out a long moan of utter surrender. Her fragrant hair splayed out across my chest and face. I loved every minute of this. I held those sweet heavy cheeks, digging my fingernails in an involuntary attempt to ensure that she wouldn't leave me. Mother arched her back, bringing her swaying breasts to my face as she positioned herself for a deeper penetration. With a throaty cry, mother dug her flesh in mine... slowly and deliciously she proceeded, relishing every throbbing inch of my penis tunnel deep inside her fertile womb. Mother gulped as she heard my whimpers of anxiety.
"I'm inside you, Mother." I whispered from deep between her plentiful breasts.
I felt the soft, velvety burrow of her pussy encircle my shaft. I reassured my actions by reminding myself that I was born from here, losing myself in the thrall of my mother's voluptuous body. Every nerve ending in my cock felt like thousands of tiny moist fingers dribbling across my shaft as it made its way back to my mother's warm loving womb.
"I'm home." I yelped as mother kissed my head in self-assurance.
My mind reeled as I realized I was about to put my own seed into mother's pussy -- giving back a part of me that had sprung from her womb.
"As only a mother and son can understand." She panted with her mouth to my skin.
"Yea." I wailed in a half cry-moan.
With that, she gave in to gravity, falling atop me, impaling herself to the very core. She screamed my name as I hurled my weight up to hers... her face dropped to mine, letting my scalding breath douse her forehead. I tried to kiss her, but the powerful coupling drove the 40-year-old mad with blinding lust. She flung her head back, thrashing her hair out across her back as she lifted herself up again, only to come crashing down upon me once more. Again, she did the same... and again. Each plunge was met with equal f***e and intensity. Countless strokes followed, and soon, we found the inborn, intuitive rhythm so natural to all men and women.
Mom brought her fleshy legs up so that sexy ass could kiss, thrash, and bounce more freely atop my groin. The setting sun began to cast an orange hue to our suite, vividly illuminating mom's rubenesque figure. I met her plunges with gusto, eagerly running my hands all over her bronzed flesh. We welcomed the meaningful cadence to our mating ritual, sending me into the glorious depths of i****tuous exhilaration.
"Fuck your mother, you hot stud." she chanted in my ear.
I replied with a heave, pulling her down by the small of her waist, united together in the time-honored struggle for life...
"You better make me pregnant," She vocalized over and over. "I didn't raise you to marry or knock up anyone else."
The concept of pure, raw i****t sent me into a hazy realm of awareness. I commanded her flesh to bounce as fast as it could go, slapping up at her plump skin with my sweaty groin. Echoes of our mating ceremony resonated throughout our hotel room as I focused on planting my seed as deep as I could within my precious mother. The very place where I came from was about to receive my homecoming offer.
"You want to be a Daddy, don't you?" She insinuated.
"Oh, Mother... ooooooooh, God yes." I replied with breathless wonder.
"This means it's for life." She continued.
I whimpered my agreement aloud, finding even more vigor in my thrusts. She stopped, letting me control the action as I gladly did all I could to ensure my seed took root. My body, mind, and spirit became furiously fixed on one sole purpose. I prayed she had never felt a man so bent on pounding her like this. But then again, this was a relationship that was completely unique and powerfully loving. This was true love... how could it NOT be?
I threw mom off, shoving her upon her back as I fell atop her with my thick cock once again stabbing her. My frantic hands clutched those thighs, bringing her smooth legs up beside my chest, culling the primal instincts inside her to come alive. Now I pounded her mercilessly as I used her feet as oars-- rowing our boat down the river of wicked lust. My cock sank in as deep as I could, only to lodge my cock toward the fertile garden that awaited my spawning seed. Mother hissed and seethed, clinging to my back, sealing her mouth to my beefy shoulder. Like a wild b**st, she sank her teeth into my flesh, biting me as each lunge shook her to the core. Sweat dribbled from my face to hers as our bed struck the wall. Briskly grabbing both her hands, I stretched her arms out, pinning her down. Now I could see mother in all her uncivilized magnificence. Perspiration soaked her hair as her it strewn about her brow... now I was really giving it to her, untamed... without care or regard. This was power fucking at its best.
My head hung low thinking about her in that beautiful wedding dress, pregnant or about to become pregnant.
"I'm so lucky." I said.
"Love of your life... mother of your c***d." She chanted, digging her heels into my ass, assuring me that her resolve would not fray.
I think she knew I was close. She felt my body compress as every sense amplified... my cock began pulsating inside her fertile womb. My breathing, nearly as deafening as my cries, assured her of my impending gift. With every ounce of my being, I summoned my will to give my mother this one reward. Millions of tiny explosions raced throughout my mind as my seed began its momentous journey to my lover's womb. I steadied myself upon my hands, sawing in and out of her pussy like a finely tuned piece of machinery. Her mouth was shaped like an "O" as it soon began to chant sweet nothings to me, as she knew I was desperately close.
"Gonna cumm... gonna..." I barely voiced as she began howling my name.
"Don't you DARE pull out." She pleaded.
Her coarse obscenities, so foreign and uncharacteristic, flowed from her mouth, dancing along the gutter of my mind to swirl and blend in the sewer of my darkest desires. The effect upon me was devastating; that my mother actually knew these words... That she knew them and used them so freely now... In my mind, the woman I was inside was no longer my darling mother; she was now a foul-mouthed whore who had earned the right to be impregnated.
My flesh surrendered to the unavoidable. I locked up, arms and legs contracting beyond all known measure. Mother padlocked her legs around me as I shot the first blasts of semen inside my sweet woman. I had to watch her facial reactions... Mother's eyes rolled back in her head feeling my seed flood her womb. She lifted herself up, madly clawing at my back as orgasm splintered my ravaged flesh. Sperm shot deep within her as I raised her ass for a deeper stab... all I could focus on was making sure my seed got to the deepest part of my mother. Blinding visions of her swollen belly and hot sex demolished me. A violent seizure ripped her apart as I could only focus on ingesting her with my cumm.
Mother yelped... I buckled. I kissed, she cried. Our orgasms seemed to feed off each other. Another heroic plunge slammed her again as we both held one another for dear life.
At that point, I accepted the fact that I had done all I could... now, as Mother and I clasped the inherent karma, I silently prayed that nature would take its course and that my sperm would fight its way up to mother's waiting egg.
We had just shared what should never have been shared between a mother and son. We had taken unholy communion of body and soul. What we had shared as mother and son before could never be shared again. What we had now was so much more. A love much deeper and profound. We were truly lovers in every sense of the word.
Now, the f***es of nature were set in motion...
Naturally, I fell asl**p inside Mother for the next couple of hours, drifting in and out of consciousness. I would awaken throughout the night to give her a kiss, or to skim the silky goodness of her fertile hips before drifting back to sl**p. Of course, my last thoughts before sl**p were of the (hopeful) miracle happening inside her beloved womb.
The next morning, we awoke to smiles and many kisses of deep affection. I was so happy to be with the ultimate woman of my dreams. I had succeeded in achieving the greatest triumph I had hoped for, and not only that, but to the degree in which I succeeded left my head spinning in astonishment.
We ended up together in the shower for a couple of hours as the maids burst in to find my face buried in mother's ass. I didn't see or hear them since I was too busy concentrating on the intoxicating beauty of her mahogany ass. I loved how slippery and wet it looked with steamy water cascading down her back, across the high slope of her globes, and into my face. If those maids only knew how far my tongue was lodged up her ass, they probably would have stayed to just watch the mind-blowing act of pure love.
We spent the early part of the day out at the beach after a great breakfast. We then did a few tourist attractions as a real couple, holding hands and arm in arm for most of the morning. Mom had dressed in some killer white shorts that showed off the full sweep of her curved backside. I couldn't help but imagine what I would be doing to those spheres of wonder once we got back to our honeymoon suite.
Mom and I had a late lunch at a nearby beachside café where she told me about her last OB-GYN appointment. Apparently, her Doctor said that if she ever wanted another c***d, now would be the time before it was too late. We both smiled in delight, knowing that that time was now.
Later, on the bus ride back to the hotel, I leaned over to whisper in mom's ear...
"I've been looking at your sweet ass all day, you know."
Mom softly giggled, laying her hand on my leg. She leaned back to my ear.
"I loved how you ate it this morning," she murmured. "You're insatiable, you ass man."
We shared a soft kiss as the bus made its way to the front entrance to the hotel.
We slowly made our way back to our honeymoon suite, leaving a trail of socks, underwear, and her bra as proof of our erotic deeds. Once in our room, I had mother bare-breasted to my chest as I guided us to our bed for, what I was sure we would spent the rest of the evening... a flurry of kisses were spent, and at good cost. I loved looking at mother nude, inspecting her soft bare shoulders that seemed to glow. Standing at the foot of our bed, arm in arm, I ran my hands down her arched back, clutching the thin G-string thong she had purchased. The plush softness of her thighs and ass underneath the material made me delirious with longing. My God, her skin was so incredibly soft and lush... so ripe... just perfect to kiss and taste. Gazing down at the skin of her thighs and ass, and how it glowed with a deep tan richness... God almighty, I wanted to cumm right there just looking at it.
The succulent swell of her jutting spheres of ass, how completely round they were... and yes, there were big. Not fat or obese, but sweet Jesus, they were just right in size and shape. I had always preferred larger, bustier women, and to think... it was all because of her. And here I was, taking it all in... breathing it in for love's sake.
I knelt in front of mother; gazing at her ass like Indiana Jones did before pilfering the golden treasure... drawing sweet tiny kisses down her chest, and across her lavish stomach. Using the backs of both my hands, I lovingly caressed each ripe pumpkin of ass. Mother sighed heavily as my skin grazed hers.
"Oooooooooooh God, I love how you touch me like that." She confessed.
Planting my lips to her right hipbone, I lazily dragged my mouth, noticing the dark beautiful cleave that split the curved peaks apart... I sighed, stirred by looking the site of that picturesque ass. Taking the G-string with both hands, I dragged that thong down ever so slowly... watching the fabric ease its way downward, across the radiant golden summits of ass, noticing how the ass flesh seemed to roll up on each side of the fabric. Even the smallest of details aroused me.
"Ooooh baby." Mother mumbled.
With each passing second, I was becoming more and more of an ass man. I wanted this ass at whatever the cost.
"Oh my God." I gasped as the thong sashayed past the widest part of her thighs.
Finally free, I shifted mother around to plant an open-mouthed kiss to her left cheek, sealing my lips to the corpulent flesh.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm." I moaned, kneading each mound with subtle urging.
Mother's footing slipped as she arched her back, leaning over our bed slightly. Her palms downward, she rested her weight so my feast could ensue.
"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck," she gasped. "I've wanted this all my life."
My moist kisses crept down the knoll, marinating the crest of her cheek, running my tongue all across its lavish skin. I was re-defining the timeless phrase, "kiss my ass", giving it an entirely new, more deserving meaning. With her stooped over, I could now take in the fully glory of her entire back, thighs and ass. I loved looking at the deep valley of her spine that accented her back so elegantly. I loved how that hollow dipped down and out to form the fleshy ass that I was now sucking on. I saw her head sway from side to side, veering slowly in agonizing ecstasy.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeesssssss, kiss my big fucking ass, God yea." She purred.
With that, I nudged closer to taste her ass crack, gently sinking my mouth, nose, and face between the scrumptious, dark cleavage.
"Ooooh baby. Breathe it in... just breathe it in." she pled.
I groaned in approval, muffled by the big soft orbs of ass on each side of my face. I loved it... absolutely loved it. I had my face buried in the very thing I had coveted all my life. The same ass that called to me over time, the same backside that had been hidden by every kind of imaginable dress, skirt, and denim... now... My God, this was unbelievable.
All I could do was kiss as much flesh as I could, taking my time to bask in this magnificent cuisine. I lifted both hands to rest on each cheek, gently patting them as I watched the tiny ripples of my energy race across her cheeks.
"You like that... you like to breathe it in?" Mother barely gasped.
The golden flesh of her swollen bottom came into view, her caramel cheeks peeking out from below the delicate pink peach-halves of her motherly cunt.
The skin, so lusciously smooth and lacking any blemishes or signs of age. Her posture caused her rear to jut out provocatively, and I wasted no time. Leaning forward I placed a light kiss first on her left cheek, then her right, my lips barely grazing the perfect skin. I didn't want to press too hard because I didn't want to deform its impeccable round form. Above me, I could hear mom sigh at the loving contact.
"You're unbelievable," I muttered, placing more kisses on her suntanned skin as I moved closer to the savory cleavage of her ass.
After a moment I lifted both hands, sliding them across her meaty calves, up the backs of her knees until I reached her backside. Using both palms, I gripped each cheek and spread them apart, displaying her cloistered treasure to me.
"Oooh fucking shit." She exhaled, winded and eager as to what I would do next.
I could feel the heat on my face even from several inches away, and her damp perfume filled my nostrils. After a lifetime of fantasy and intrigue, I couldn't resist any longer; I leaned in, my nose just inches away from the glistening star of her exotic asshole. Slowly I flared my nostrils, inhaling the dirty jungle smell.
"Jesus," was all I could say, taking in the pheromone-charged odor, her humid ass smell making my senses reel. It was feminine and filthy, girlish and depraved, the very essence of what it meant to fuck. My cock, already blistering hard, instantly began to swell even more.
I pulled her cheeks even further apart, extending my tongue to lick broadly up her crack, starting at the bottom where her tangy cunt juices were strongest, slowly working my way up past her perineum until I reached the sour core of her asshole. I felt her tremble at the contact of my lips to her anus. I was slow and deliberate, "French-kissing" her hole like I did her mouth just moments ago, lovingly nudging my tongue inside, probing the swollen pucker. Throughout my ass worship, all I could think about were the years of stares and countless fantasies I had of mom's big fantastic ass.
The taste of her hole was as strong as the smell, primal and bitter, like her cunt, and yet not. I probed as far inside as I could, and when I couldn't penetrate any deeper I pulled back out to shroud my tongue across her asshole in lazy, slow circles before sliding in yet again.
Gradually I became aware of mom pushing back against my face. It was subtle, but she was clearly trying to help me tongue-fuck her, pushing back to meet my penetrating journey. The heat from her vagina had intensified, too, radiating across my chin and neck like an open flame.
Time ceased to matter as I devoured her; everything was lost in a fog of smell and taste and texture. The only thing in the world that mattered to me was mother and her mind-boggling derriere.
Finally, I couldn't bear the ache in my cock any longer, and I reluctantly tore my lips away from her rear. The star-shaped hole was sloppy and coated with spit, and the flesh blushed a humiliated shade of dark pink.
"I have to have this ass, I need this." I confessed, rising and unzipping my trousers.
"Yeah." she muttered, swaying those syrupy big hips at me like food to a starving a****l.
Mom glanced back over her shoulder at me, her golden brown tresses covering one eye.
"You're gonna make love to it, baby?" she whispered back, her voice timid and almost c***dlike. However, she made no effort to move from her position bent across the foot of the bed.
I couldn't reply... I simply spit crudely into my palm and smeared the saliva over the head of my cock before guiding it between the jutting globes. Mom flinched at the contact of my hard organ with her hole, but I was insistent and continued to push forward into her. My heart thrashed in my chest with the surreal actuality that I was about to take this... I had truly accomplished the impossible dream. Honestly, I couldn't say what was sexier, that fact or her luscious butt below me, granting me this lifelong honor.
With my right hand, I poised my swollen head of my stalk at her asshole, watching in breathless awe as I burned that image into my brain. With tender respect and unhurried commitment, I leaned in with all of my weight and inspiration behind me. Tiny quakes of apprehension and astonishment shook each scrumptious cheek while mom's hands clutched the bed spread in quivering anticipation.
"I need you, I need your ass." I barely whispered as I observed the small flaps of her asshole lovingly sheathe about the purplish head of my cock.
"Oooooooooooooh fuck, baby," she blurted, grunting and holding her breath as if I was pushing her off a thousand foot cliff. "Talk to me... tell me how it feels... your first real ass."
I knew I was up against years of inflexibility and resistance. I balked at the sensation of the outer ring of her asshole, tight and so damn protective. Yet I had to remind myself that this was a first for both of us, and knew that love and respect had to be in play here. Slowing down, I caught my breath and took in the glorious vista of mother's tan bottom below me, all hunched over and curved out, just like I had imagined for so long. God she was so fucking beautiful like this... just as nature had intended.
It must have been a few moments before I finally felt my cock pop inside her. Both of us gasped in crushing ecstasy, overcome with the reality that we both were experiencing the beauty of anal intercourse. I shuddered as an amazing rush of meaty warmth enveloped my cock... looking upward, I still couldn't believe this and quietly thanked the Gods of love for being bestowed this timeless honor of this woman's beautiful burrow.
I slowly buried my boiling erection inside her bowels, pushing willfully forward until the soft half-moons of her butt kissed my sweat soaked groin. It was a shock to enter her anally, how easily she opened up to accept me deep into her beloved rectum.
"Oh mother," I babbled like a helpless c***d. "I'm inside this sweet ass."
"Got the big trophy, didn't you baby?" she lowly replied. "Got that ass you've been looking at all these years."
"God yes," I gasped, enamored by how she knew what I was feeling. "For so long."
My hands held her narrow waist as I pulled her back against me insistently, making sure I was as far inside her as possible. Mother instantly drew in a loud gasp of air, as if I had just shot her. I couldn't go any deeper but held still for several long seconds, savoring the heat deep within her guts and the tight grip of her conquered ass. When I finally moved, I moved slowly, taking my time backing out, overcome by the rigid texture of her rectum delicately tickling my spear... inch by luscious inch, the head of my cock remained ensconced within her gripping bowels.
"Me too, baby," she uttered, vocalizing her own inner secrets as well. "Feels so fucking good... oooooooooooooooh my GAWD, so good. Inside my big ass like this."
Mother let out a guttural moan as I pushed forward again, slowly, not so much a thrust as it was an exploration, an attempt to see how deep I actually go. She looked back over her shoulder at me, watching my facial reactions as I stabbed her.
I held still yet again, letting the sensations wash over me, savoring the sight of her asshole stretched obscenely around my cock, adoring how mother watched me watching her. Holding still I thought I could almost feel her heartbeat-- I was that deep.
"Every time I think about your ass, I wanna cumm." I whispered to her as I pulled out with painstaking slowness.
"I can't concentrate, I just think about what your ass tastes like, what your pussy smells like," I said grinding back against her again before slowly withdrawing.
"I always knew you'd be an ass man." she whispered. "All those years I saw you looking at it. Now you have it, baby... you really have it."
God, I almost came right there when she said that.
I pulled out until just the head of my prick remained inside, and then I roughly thrust forward, bottoming out inside her. I stayed like that for a few seconds, as deep as possible, my thighs pressed against that smooth ass flesh, grinding my body against hers as if trying to push even deeper. Then slowly I withdrew, pulling back out until just the head remained before resuming the marvelous cycle.
Our reflections were captured clearly in the tall mirror leaning against the back wall of the closet, My sweaty frame hulking over mother's healthy, hourglass body. She looked helpless in the reflection, like I was taking her without consent; her body rocked back and forth over the bed with each thrust. I reached up with a hand and turned her head so she could see the reflection as I lunged.
"Look," I urged her, my voice f***eful but soft as she stared at the same image, the reflection of me sodomizing her lovingly over our bed of passion.
"You see that, me inside you-- up your ass?" I asked, looking into her eyes through the reflection.
She nodded as her misty eyes met mine in the mirror. My thrusts jarred her fertile body back and forth, her lengthy brunette locks swishing with her body's rhythm.
"Please say you're mine, always." I thrust again, burying my penis as deep in her guts as I could go, my pelvis milling against her bountiful rear.
With one free hand I reached beneath her, my fingers trailing through the soft down of her bush until I found the hard nub of her clit.
"Yours," she replied simply, her eyes still fixed on mine.
Her asshole was freakishly dilated around the base of my cock, the ring of muscle a strained purple as I opened her up around the widest portion of my cock's root as I entered her fully. I could feel how wet she was with each thrust as my balls began to slap against her pussy.
"Your ass is never going to be closed, it's always going to be stretched open, full of my saliva or cumm." I watched her face carefully as I withdrew slowly and then reversed, refilling her colon with hard, eager cock. I began running slow clockwise circles on her clit with my finger, and I could see her eyes widen briefly as the electric shock of the contact sizzled up her spine.
"More," mom whispered, her eyes still locked onto mine. I didn't know if she meant the talk or my hand on her clit, so I decided to give her both.
"I tried all my life getting this." I announced as I sawed steadily in and out, my fingers working her towards orgasm.
"Please, more," she pleaded, and I knew she meant both the talk and the ministrations of her clit. I reached around and waved my other hand beneath her nose.
"When you wake up in the morning, it's going to be me eating this big sexy ass." I vowed.
Mom whimpered as I bottomed out inside her again, and I could feel her starting to shake as her orgasm approached.
"When you go to sl**p at night, my cock is gonna be inside it." I continued.
"Inside me," mom begged like a wanton whore. "God, my BIG fucking ass."
"Your King Sized ass." I countered, growling as our flesh began clapping... ass to groin.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck yeah!" mom yelled, moaning into the mattress as she made a fist, hitting the bed several times in tormenting bliss. "Talk about it like its food."
I sighed, hearing her put to words what I loved so much about this glorious feat. The same voice I heard growing up, now, talking like the true vixen I had fantasized about. Now, we had discovered yet another divine secret... she liked the way I talked trash to her.
"This big juicy ass," I chanted, staring at both meaty cheeks vacillating like Jell-O. "Like it's been baking in the oven all day, so brown and tender-- ready to eat."
"Nourishment." She uttered as her voice rose and fell with my demanding thrusts.
"Yea," I replied.
I couldn't tear my eyes off hers in the mirror, nor could she mine. Each thrust was slow, yet f***eful and deliberate, and each thrust triggering a deep groan from her. Her clit got harder and swelled, and I increased the speed of my circling fingers, winding up the intensity more and more.
Mom clutched her large breasts as she and I stared straight into each other's eyes, sealing a deeper connection beyond the physical aspect of our i****tuous intercourse. Mother deliberately milked my sliding fuck-rod with her anal muscles as our stare committed psychological i****t. Not one shred of our being was being left out of the temperament of our sexual activities, and to the degree that is was bearable. The stare between our eyes was possibly more penetrating than my cock in mother's ass, and the nature of it possibly even more intimate.
"I'm...." she gasped, green eyes still locked on blue.
I could feel the tingle of orgasm, an inexplicable tingle that seemed to come from behind my swinging testicles. I knew I couldn't last much longer. Trying to stay mentally ahead of the fucking, I continued to pound her, bringing mother over the top.
"I'm..." she gasped again, this time with a whispered wail of "cooooommmminggggggg......" several seconds later. She began to wreathe about as orgasm split her sweaty flesh apart, almost as if she was having a seizure. Her knees buckled, dropping her full luscious weight onto our mattress.
Her asshole clamped savagely on my stabbing stalk, pushing me over the edge as well. I couldn't say what threw me over... the fact that I was making the woman of my dreams endure an orgasm, or that her ass was going to make me cumm. Gazing down one last time, I took in the sweet view of mother's buttery globes, glossed over by a thin sheen of perspiration.
That's all it took... seeing that big ass flinging back at me... waves of raw powerful sex, rippling across her heaps.
With a finishing thrust, I cried for mom over and over as I hurled what felt like a gallon of cumm inside the deepest recesses of her plundered bowels. Mother's only response was screaming her astonishment into the sheets, angrily tugging at the fabric. It wasn't a painful or torturous scream, but one of gracious contentment and profound orgasm. Millions of exploding stars crossed my eyes as I cried out for her syrupy ass. Both hands squeezed each orb, shoving myself recklessly as far into her as I could. Rope after rope of hot seed erupted... paralyzed by the awesome reality that I was cumming inside mother's rectum. I became light headed; swaying back and forth as I came crashing down on mother's dampened back.
Beneath me, mom was still enduring the aftershocks of her climax, her body still shaking as if cold. Each twitch of my organ sparked another tremor, causing her asshole to spasm around my still hard cock. Back and forth we spiraled down, the death throes of her orgasm triggering weakening spurts from my cock as the bursts triggered twitches of her internal muscles.
I had done it... I had tasted, fucked, and came inside my mother's ass. I had dreamed, fantasized, and jerked off to this accomplishment for so long. Now, below me catching her breath, mom let me suckle her shoulder as I lapped my tongue across her smooth, moist skin. Afterglow was settling in as both of us whispered our vows of our undying love for each other as I stayed rooted... deep inside her warm colon.
"Stay inside me, just like this." mom spoke with a promising whisper.
"I'm not going anywhere." I reassured her, kissing her ear and neckline.
We remained joined... cock tucked deep in ass, together as one.
"That was incredible," she said after a long, deep kiss. "I've always wanted to do that."
"I can't believe no man ever wanted this," I replied, still trying to grasp the meaning of my accomplishment. "I don't see how with an ass like yours."
"I loved how you talked about it like it was food," she replied. "God that was so fucking sexy."
"Did you like when I licked you-- had my tongue inside you?"
"Fuck yeah, God that just... wow." She exclaimed with a long sigh of wonder. "You were so into it. I never thought anyone could do that."
"You have no idea." I lovingly told her. "You're the sexiest woman I ever hope to have."
Mother purred below me, snuggling against the sheets and squirming below me, feeling my semi-hard cock still tucked safely away in her tranquil depths.
CHAPTER VIIII -- FULFILLMENT
Mom woke me up around 1am, dying for some pizza and beer. I too was kind of hungry, so we went out and found a local watering hole to enjoy the lush Hawaiian scene. She threw on one of her sexy mini dresses, black and VERY revealing. I was so damn proud in taking my woman out on the town as we wolfed down some pizza and found an all-night dance club.
It was remarkable to have such fun with her, taking my appreciation to an all new depth as we couldn't keep our hands off each other all night. I could tell we were the envy of the crowds as we openly made out. I felt like a heroic King showing off his honored Matriarch to his forbidden kingdom. Both of us loved how covert our romance was, and how people would gasp if they actually knew we were mother and son.
Around 3am, mom had another great idea... to make love on the beach. I had never done that, so it didn't take much convincing as we quickly ran a few blocks to the dark, moonlit seashore. Hand in hand, mom and I hurriedly looked for a private spot, loving the liveliness in mom's step. She ran and giggled like a teenager would, playfully chasing me as my heart overflowed with so much love for my beloved woman. Mom found the perfect place as she threw herself at me, furiously yanking my shorts to my ankles. Unsurprisingly, my hands went for her wide hips, pulling up the black dress like it was the grand prize... in so many ways, it was.
"You're gonna make me pregnant tonight," mother lovingly urged into my ear. "Tonight's it... tell me I'm gonna be a mother again."
I shuddered, trying to grasp the surreal implication of her outspoken vocabulary. This was our definitive triumph.
We wasted no time as we fell to the sand, struggling about as I put mother on her back. Solid as pure granite, my reproductive organ found its way back home once more as mother and I pirouetted to the immoral ballet in our lustful hearts. It felt like a mountain's landslide as I tucked my cock inside her, reveling in the glorious success of winning over my dear sweet mother.
This time, we were a****ls... we were strong, f***eful, and eloquent for we knew EXACTLY why we were sharing in the depraved celebration.
As I sawed in and out of mother's buttery cunt, parts of everlasting phrases echoed in my mind...
My beautiful mother...
She gave birth to me...
That smooth caramel skin-- thick thighs...
I wanted this ALL my life...
Knock her up...
Mark mother as mine...
The first time I looked at her AS a woman, not as my mother...
So warm inside...
How can society say THIS is wrong?
My own mother is going to make me cumm...
I'm going to cumm. God, this is gonna happen...
My dear sweet mother...
Her deep blue eyes...
Soooooooooo fucking sexy...
Pregnant... make her pregnant.
Her stomach, swollen with my c***d... MY baby...
I did this to her...
FOUR WEEKS LATER
As you could probably guess, all of my hopes and dreams were confirmed after a visit to mother's OB-GYN. Actually, mom already had a strong hunch after our carnal tryst at the beach. We got back to the hotel around 7 that morning after watching the sunrise arm in arm. I'll never forget when I laid down to sl**p, she whispered in my ear "Sweetie, you made your mother pregnant. I feel it inside... you did it."
Naturally, I immediately woke up and celebrated the wonderful news. I trusted my mother's instincts more than anyone else's, and that visit to the doctor only validated my deepest ambition in life.
Leaving Hawaii was a bittersweet departure. Both of us were sad to leave the place where so many good things happened. But it was a couple of weeks after we found out that mom started hinting at a possible move... a fresh start where we could live openly as man and wife... a new f****y without the scornful eye of our peers and friends. With a referral from mom's law partner, and my transfer of my college credits to the University of Hawaii, our move was pretty easy as we bought our first home on the island Oahu. Saying goodbye to all of our friends and f****y wasn't as hard as we thought as we settled in to our newfound life together as husband and wife. Believe me, the amazing sensations of making pure love to my mother nearly every night more than made up for that tenfold.
Watching my mother's belly swell with our c***d became the wind beneath my wings... I had an incredible season with the Warriors football program as mom came to every game we had, home AND away. I honestly felt like mom had gotten younger with her pregnancy... she glowed with a maternal radiance I found so damn sexy... her hair grew longer and her already deep tan just got darker and sexier. The feeling I would get in my stomach, looking at the woman who gave me life, all knocked up and pregnant was something few words can describe. I did this to her... ME. It's a pride I wish more men could understand, but perhaps most if it was just because she is my flesh and bl**d mother. Making love to her was an out of body experience... I never rushed our moments together, forever treasuring the beauty of actually being inside Marilyn... that she gave her heart and soul to me freely and without coercion is the single greatest triumph of my life.
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