THE RIDE

'm not particularly sure when the change in my mother happened, I only know that when it did, I benefitted greatly. As far as I knew my mom was a very wholesome and plain woman, obviously I had worked out that as I was 19 and she was 36 she must have had me at a relatively young age, but any sign of a wild youth had never been shown to me. At her age she still looked really good, gyming three times a week and regular yoga classes had helped her keep a slim but curvy body that a lot of my friends had drooled over.

As she didn't work, she never really had much to do and would find different ways of filling her days. My father was usually out of town on a business trip of some sort, and when I moved away from our big country home in Birmingham, Alabama to try and make it as a singer in New York, (a move that did not go well for me) she had found herself more and more, doing anything that would keep her occupied.

After my realisation that I was never likely to make it as a singer I decided that it would be in my best interests to go home for a while. Unfortunately my one flaw in this plan was that I was completely and utterly penniless. My parents though being the people they are offered to drive down, get me, and then drive back, an around trip of roughly 32 hours. I had the feeling that this decision may have mostly been my mother's idea, it wasn't that my dad was not caring or loving, it was just he was a typical big businessman, very official and formal and a tad neglectful, to me and my mum.

I got a call from my mum telling me that they would leave Birmingham that day and stop off at a few places on the way. The next day I was packing the last of my boxes when I heard the car pull up outside, I put my stuff down and went outside to possibly the biggest surprise of my life.

I'm not sure what my mum had taken up but, whatever it was it was working absolute wonders. Whereas before she had always been fit and healthy, she now had every guy in the street staring at her, what she was wearing hardly helped either. She had let her dirty blonde hair grow very long, almost down to her now perfectly formed ass, it suited her well and made her beautiful face with the darkest brown eyes stand out magnificently. Her body was slimmer and trimmer than ever, showing off the curves that she had obviously had in her younger days and which had returned with a vengeance. In the tight black tank top (that was ripped just a little at the front) you could clearly see the outline of her tits that must have been at least a DD cup. Coupled with the tiny denim, Daisy Duke style hot pants she wore she looked like some sort of dream vision of the perfect woman and I could see that nearly everyone agreed with me.

I guess on some level I have always been aware of what my mother looked like but I had never given it much thought, up till now. Seeing her like that, dressed the way she was, with her heavy eye make-up and glossy lips topping off the look I quickly realised, my mom was a babe.

"What ya staring at honey? You look confused" was the first thing my mom said to me.

" . . . . . Oh, nothing mom, I was just thinking how good your lookin"

She came right up to me and wrapped her arms around me. God she even smelt perfect. I realised with mild surprise, and a slight stirring, that it had been about a month or two since I last had sex.

"I've started to do some boxing and a bit of karate, helps with the muscles and keeps everything from going south" was my mom's reply "besides, it makes me feel so good, I just can't seem to get enough of it".

"Well it sure seem to be workin ma, and what about the clothes" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Weeeelllll, your father makes all this money so I might as well spend it" she told me with a giggle "perhaps it might draw the attention of somebody, god knows I've tried everything else".

I wasn't quite 100% sure what she was getting at, but I was clever enough to make an educated guess. Like I said my dad wasn't just idle with me, he was also pretty useless with my mom. This was due to the fact that he was away a lot and when he was home he would either be fishing or watching any sports he could find. I guess he had given up completely now and was paying her no attention at all these days.

We chatted for a while and then went up to my apartment. We had decided that we would set off the next day at noonish and stop at a motel that night, we would continue on our way the next day. We would have all pitched in driving if it wasn't for my dad's irrational fear that his car may in some way get hurt so he had decided to do all the driving himself. We packed all my stuff the day we were due to leave but it turned out I had a few boxes to many.

"How about you put these boxes in the front passenger seat, that way I can sit in the back with you Rhys and we can chat" came my mother's suggestion. We had no other alternative so we packed the last few boxes as she had suggested and set off for the long drive home.

We had been driving for about 3 hours and had been talking the whole time in an attempt to catch up. It was a hot summer's day and the heat, which was just about bearable, and exhaustion had got to my mom. She decided she needed a rest and as I had used up all my talking points and was pretty tired myself I thought this was a rather good idea. To my surprise, instead of just leaning up against the window my mom laid her head right on my lap and stretched her long, beautiful legs out on the back seat. She led there facing upwards whilst I remained stiffly in a sitting up position.

She had quickly drifted off and was taking long, deep breaths as she slept. I couldn't help myself from admiring her body as she lay there. As my mother slept her breast kept rising and falling, up and down, making her thin vest top stretch down a little farther with each breath taken. Her face looked so sweet and at the same time mischievous, a barely visible smile upon her face and her long legs looked smooth and shiny in the slowly dimming light. I realised with a start that I had basically been checking out my own mom for the last ten minutes, I looked up worried to see if my dad had noticed anything from up front. To my pleasant surprise I saw that the way the boxes were stacked in the front passenger seat prevented him from seeing anything of me past my neck in the rear view mirror and nothing at all of mom, even if he turned around he would have to move more boxes. I smiled inwardly thinking that this could be an interesting car journey after all, I mean I had this beautiful woman before me who I could look at all I wanted without worrying. Unfortunately that was the last think I remember thinking before I to fell asl**p.

I awoke slowly; by now it was pitch black and still hot as hell. I looked at the car clock and realised I must have been asl**p for roughly three hours which meant that there was still about two hours to go, I looked down at mom, still out cold. I inwardly groaned, the car was like a sauna, I was sweating a lot and by now my ass had completely fallen asl**p. I tried to shift my ass a little just to find a comfier position but moms head on my lap made this difficult. I looked down at her and realised with a quickening heart rate that I had quite possibly the biggest hard-on of my life.

Now I've always been quite pleased with my manhood, nothing majorly special, but I've never had any complaints before either. At about 8 inches long and roughly the same width I was quite content. The only problem was that as I was wearing loose surfing short, it was very plainly visible. I panicked for a moment and froze. If my mom were to wake up now with this monster in her face what would she do, scream? Shout my dad and disown me? Rip it off? Well I can safely say that I was in a very awkward position, but then everything took a sudden turn and my actions were more or less decided for me. My mom shifted in her sl**p and from having her arms crossed across her chest she brought them up to her head to rest on, right on top of my rock solid cock. As she put her hands down her fingers lightly wrapped around the girth of my dick, as she gently squeezed a bigger smile, barely visible in the dark, spread across her face. A feeling like a bolt of lightning shot through me. My mom had my dick in her hand and didn't even realise it.

I had two options here. I could gently try to remove myself from the situation and forget about it forever. Or I could proceed into a dangerous situation that would probably get me into a lot of trouble. I don't know why, maybe it was the heat, or the way my mom looked, or maybe it was the fact I hadn't had sex in a very long time, but I decided that option two would be the better course to take, I am male after all.

I wasn't quite sure how to go about this, but seeing's as this was a spur of the moment thing I decided to follow my instincts. I had a quick look to see if my father could see anything, but the boxes still blocked our view and he was paying complete attention to the road. I looked down; my mom was still fast asl**p so I thought that it was now or never. I gently touched my mother's hand to gauge her reaction, nothing. I then started to slowly move her hand up and down the length of my shaft very gently and slowly. Just this feeling through my clothes was sending tingles along my body. At that my mom stirred so I immediately let go but to my surprise her hand just kept on stroking by itself. I thought she must be having some type of dirty dream; this could work to my advantage. Getting bolder each second I slowly reached over to her left breast, lightly touching it at first, and then giving it a bit of a rough squeeze (I have always liked it rough). Again my mother hardly reacted at all; she must be an immensely deep sl**per I thought. I took my hand away and slowly started to pull her vest top down. I put my hand under her top the rest of the way and found that she wasn't wearing a bra. I couldn't believe that these puppies stood firm all by themselves, but I guess I had evidence to prove it.

My mom had started to react to my touching and had turned her body so that now she couldn't stroke me anymore. I was too far away from the bottom half of her body so I decided there and then what I was going to do. Taking my hand from under her top I gently lifted her head and moved it to the side a bit. When I had done this I slowly undid the Velcro fly on my board shorts so as not to arouse any suspicion. As I did this my cock sprang forward in what could have been a disaster, it hit my mom right on the cheek and she turned towards it slightly, guess it worked out quite well after all.

I took a deep breath and prepared for what I was going to do, I had no real plan of action so I thought I would just take it slow. I began to move my hips slightly forward and my dick towards my mom's mouth. As I touched the head with her lips I little tingle went through my spine, which felt too good to give up now. I tried to f***e her mouth open with the head of my cock and was met with a little clamp down on my sensitive head with her teeth, which I guess I deserved, but I stuck the course and was rewarded, the tip of my dick slowly entered her warm, moist mouth, and was met by her velvet like tongue. After a while my mom's mouth opened up fully to accommodate me. I couldn't believe my luck; I couldn't believe I hadn't been caught yet.

The sensation of just being in that mouth was amazing but I wanted more. At first I slowly started moving back and forth working my way in and out of my mother's moist warm mouth. She felt absolutely incredible and at one point when she herself started to reacted, slightly sucking each time I thrust into her, I thought things couldn't get any better. I was wrong. As I got more aroused, I got more adventurous, I started to move a little faster and probe a little deeper. To my huge surprise I found that every time I pushed a little deeper I found no barrier. My mom's head had shifted position somehow and was now perfectly positioned to take my full length but I thought I should probably be careful not to chock her in her sl**p.

I took a deep breath then plunged into my mom's throat, she hardly even moved. The feeling was like non I've ever experienced in my life, it was everything I had hoped for, purely mind-blowing. I pulled out of her and at this point the lust, and heat and general situation made me lose it, I pushed back into her mouth, making sure that she took the full length and width, then out again, slowly building to an almighty orgasm. I wasn't thinking about the consequences any more, I was only thinking about the moment. I felt the familiar tingling in the base of my balls that slowly worked its way up my shaft that was buried in my mother's throat. A few more thrusts, then I pushed into my mother perhaps a little too far, her nose was pressed against my pubic bone and I came the hardest I ever had. I could feel my cum shooting out in thick jets right down my own mothers throat. I grabbed her boob again and squeezed as the last roped of cum came out of me and into her. I sat there for a second and tried to take in the situation but it was just to mind boggling. I slowly pulled my still hard cock out of my mother's mouth without looking down. Still staring at the roof I felt a little kiss being placed on the head of my cock and looked down shocked. There was my mom wide awake with a devilish smile across her lips. She looked up at me with what can only be described as 'come fuck me eyes' gave my cock head another little kiss and then a cheeky lick.

"God honey, you certainly took your time didn't you . . . . . . . . was worth it I guess" she whispered to me. I sat there in utter disbelief not sure what to say, or how to react. Just then the car stopped and dad shouted "right then, here we are, home for the night, time for some sl**p I reckon". My mom looked at me from my lap, winked and got out of the car. I sat there completely unsure of what to do with myself but knowing one thing, that was the best night of my life, and I hadn't even got laid, yet.

I sat there on my motel bed in the separate room which my dad had got me, replaying, over and over, the events of that first leg of our car journey home. I couldn't quite comprehend what had happened in the back seat of that car and even more so the fact that my mother, as far as I could see, had seemed to enjoy it, a lot.

My mind was continuously flashing back, creating an image in my head as if I was watching some amazing film that was created purely to satisfy my arousal. The first gentle touch of her breasts. The thudding of my heart as I checked to see if anything could be seen by my dad. The moment I cum so hard with my tool buried deep inside her throat. The shock realisation that she was awake the entire time!

My pleasant reverie was interrupted by a knock on my door, I stood up and realising that I had been absent mindedly playing with myself whilst thinking over my mom and what I had done, I hastily rearranged my shorts to give some semblance of decency and opened the door. I was greeted by my wonderfully stunning mother standing in my doorway, dressed in a bathrobe and a devilish smile that I would come to recognise. She seemed to be swaying just a little and my suspicions of her lessened sobriety where confirmed when she spoke.

"C'mere you, and follow me" she drawled.

"Follow you where?" was my surprised reaction.

She just smiled that same devilish grin that I had seen earlier, in and out the car, and motioned with her finger to follow.

"Your father has gone to get some ice at my request" was the response to my bewildered look at not seeing my dad in the room as we entered the near identical bedroom for the night. "He's awfully good like that, but I'm afraid the same cannot be said about me".

It was clear to me now that she had been drinking, she never usually spoke like this, almost toying and playing with me, but I found it intoxicating. Each time she spoke she would stare at me with what I can only describe as lust filled eyes, half closed and somehow almost smoky and sultry.

"Yes, I'm afraid it seems that I have hit upon a rather naughty idea and have had to create the situation whereby my little fantasy can play itself out" said my mother, who by now had loosened the top of her bathrobe, giving a clear indication that she did not have anything on underneath, at least not on her top half. "And I'm hoping you will play along, though judging from your actions earlier, I doubt you'll protest too much" she had started to slowly advance towards me.

She stopped just short of me and smiled, there it was again, that subtle but arousing devil smile that suggested so much. She then slowly leant into me, maintaining eye contact the entire time, her lips barely an inch from mine, her sweet breath mixing with mine in the limited space between us, every detail of her beautiful face shining out to me. "Will you?"

She leant in and planted her top lip in-between my own whilst her bottom lip curled gentle below mine. Now I have always considered myself a pretty good kisser, in fact it's one of the things I pride myself on, but this kiss was a whole new experience. It was as if someone had lit a thousand tiny fires inside my body. A new sensation, more powerful and more intense than anything I have felt before was slowly working its way through my body, treating every nerve as a plaything, to be to be newly awakened and brought to life. The intensity of this union had brought my prominent manhood fully to attention, never before has a single kiss even roused my nether regions like that, but this one had me as hard as steel.

Just as I was really beginning to enjoy myself, as was my mother, I could feel her smiling, this beautiful union was broken off and I found myself being pushed backwards as a door was slammed in my face. It took me a few second to regain myself but I eventually realised I was in the bathroom. When I heard my dad's voice the thin walls of the motel bathroom I quickly realised why I had been f***ed in here and I immediately began to panic.

I thought my mother would do the same but through the muffled voices of my parents I gathered that she was handling the situation very well, perhaps too well? I couldn't clearly make out what they were saying but the general point seemed to be that my mother was planning on taking a shower before bed and my father was quite content to watch an old western that had come on. Now this still left me in a sticky situation but the excitement and adrenaline I had so recently been enjoying still coursed through my body and I was determined to embrace the night, come what may.

I heard my mother tell my dad that she going in now and as she said that she opened the door to the little bathroom and silently slipped in. I stared at my mother completely dumbfounded, wondering just what the hell she planned to do next. She smiled at me, then said with a mock frown on her face "don't be mad at mommy baby, I wanted you all to myself and I wasn't sure if you would agree so I had to trick you just a little, you're not upset are you?".

My only reply was to grab this gorgeous woman and bring her face to mine for another of those kisses that sent icicles and flames up my spine at the same time. This time the kiss was longer, and a lot more passionate. I gradually got braver as we carried on, my hand gently starting to roam from their resting place on my mom's curved hips. They wandered down to her ass of their own accord and I was delighted to find that it seemed to be much firmer than any girl I had fooled around with my own age. As both my hands came round to her ass I gave a squeeze which, through sheer enjoyment on her part, propelled my mother upward and made her squeal with pleasure into my mouth. To me, there is nothing more arousing than the sound of a woman in pleasure and that sound had sent me over the point of no return.

My hands now freely roamed about her body, feeling her every curve and with each movement her breath began to get deeper and more laboured. Again my mother broke our embrace and I wandered if she had had a sudden change of heart, but to my intense delight she assured me to contrary.

"Let me just turn the shower on so it seems as if I actually am doing something in here other than my son" she smiled at her own dirty little joke. At the mention of me my cock twitched visibly in my shorts that were now very strained, as I twitched my mother caught sight of the movement and her smile broadened. "Were going to have to try and be quiet you realise?" she continued "I know I led you in here, but if were too loud and he finds us, well, were pretty much fucked".

This was actually the first time I had ever heard my mother swear and I found that it actually turned me on even more.

"Right oh mom, whatever you want" was my eloquent reply.

She smiled once more, as if in reply. Slowly she stepped backwards and making sure that she held my eye the entire time, she slowly slipped the robe off her shoulders, holding it just for a minute so u could only see the swell of the top of her breasts, teasing me. Suddenly she giggled and threw the whole thing off exposing to me the most glorious sight I have ever seen in all my short days.

The breasts whilst a firm and full DD cup had only a tiny bit of sag to them that actually sat nicely upon my mom. The curvature of her body suited her perfectly, from a very full top half the lines of her body tapered inwards to a slim but well-proportioned tummy, then flared outwards to voluptuous hips that gave her the perfect hourglass figure. I had always been attracted to the curvier girl, none of this stick thin for me, this was a real woman. All of this was set upon a pair of long and muscularly toned legs, she was my perfect woman.

I stood there for a moment, trying to take it all in and failing miserably. My brain was completely overheating and all I could muster in response to this goddess of a woman before me was a very clear and defined "duuhhh" sound.

"I'll take that as a compliment I guess" was my mother's merciful reply.

"umm...aaaa....hahaha..." I replied like a true Casanova.

My mother giggled at my sudden ineptitude to string words together and was obviously enjoying the effect that she was having on her son. Without another word she hopped into the shower/bath tub combo and turned the shower head on, jumping back slightly when the initial burst of cold water hit her naked skin causing her nipples to harden. As the water gradually warmed up she began to warm up herself, putting on a little show just for me. She stood under the water with her head tilting backwards and the water running all over her, this caused her perfect breasts to raise up even more and the tent in my shorts was now nearly at breaking point.

Without even glancing in my direction she took her hands from where they had been running through her long hair and ran them down her body, stopping at those magnificent orbs. Gently kneading them in a slow circular motioned she had my full attention and then pinching on the nipples eliciting a slight "oooohhh" from between her thick lips. Her hands then continued southwards, over her toned, flat stomach, past her full womanly hips and onwards. As she got near her to hidden treasure I noticed with slight surprise that she was almost completely shaven apart from a small strip of hair that was shaped like a crescent moon right above her clit, I wasn't about to ask the reason for this and I don't think I could have even if I tried.

It almost seemed as if she had forgotten I was in the room as she slowly parted her outer lips with pointer and ring finger on her left hand, the finger with her wedding ring on. I suddenly felt a slight pang of guilt as I realised what I would be doing to my dad but any notion of remorse was quickly removed from my mind when I saw my mom sink her index finger straight into her pussy, knuckle deep.

I watched in fascination as my mother slowly finger fucked herself, moaning and sighing whilst she did so. I could stand it no longer. The sight of the utterly beautiful woman with the water cascading down her voluptuous naked body, little rivulets forming between her massive boobs and dripping all over, had driven me to the most aroused I'd ever been in my life. She looked like some goddess raised from the sea just for my own pleasure. My secret fuck goddess that could have me hard with just a look and a smile. A fuck goddess that I knew was going to give me the best night of my life. A fuck goddess that had been continually frigging herself to a climax the whole time I had been thinking this.

I was awoken from my musings by the whimpering's of my mom as she finger fucked herself over the edge, I looked through fantasy clouded eyes to see her legs slightly buckle and her ass hit the wall and slide down it slightly. I reached out to steady her but I heard a firm and definitive "NO" come from those luscious lips. I waited a full 3 minutes before I moved again. Whilst I stood there all these thoughts swimming in my head, "was that all for tonight?" "Do I only get to watch?" "Have I ever been this hard in my life?" but all these were answered in the next instance.

"Take them off" came a demanding voice.

"What" I replied, still a little dazed.

"Take them off now, your clothes son, take them off now. Mommy wants to see you naked" my mom said, still not having looked up.

"If that's what you want Ma" I told her, without needing any encouragement.

"it is" at this she looked up and locked eyes directly with me, the first time since losing her robe earlier. Despite the immense heat in the room I couldn't help but give a shudder.

I didn't take my time stripping down, I think I may have shown my eagerness a little to easily, but the whole time I was undressing my mom's eyes never left mine. She stared so intently at me that I was completely struck dumb, and when I was eventually fully naked I stood there for what seemed like an age just staring into those beautiful eyes. My mother by this point had started to slowly stroke the outside of her mound again and this prompted me to finally make my move. I stepped forward intent of getting into the bath tub with her but I had hardly gone a step before the commanding voice returned with another "No"

"What now" I replied, sounding fully like my teenage self again. A small smile broke out on this slightly devilish woman's face as she said to me, " I want to see you stroke it first, just for me". I was slightly confused but more than happy to oblige and the action took my mother's eyes from mine and focussed them completely the steel like rod that she had created and was pointing directly at her.

I decided I was going to take my time now and I slowly started to stroke myself up and down. I had never been this turned on before and it clearly showed as every little bump and vein on my thick manhood stood out to prominence. I had started to make a show of stroking it, I would move slowly up right from the base and get to the tip, giving the head a few quick strokes, I would then slowly return right back down to my balls squeezing a little to make me swell a bit more. My mother was obviously enjoying herself as her hand had started moving quicker over the top of her twat and her breathing had quicken in response to my lewd little show.

I was really starting to enjoy myself when mom blindsided me a bit by asking "what do you want to do to me son", I stammered slightly but regained quick enough to utter a convincing "I wana fuck you bad". My mother had closed her eyes in pleasure as she had again started fingering herself, with two fingers though this time. "No son, it's not enough for you to just want to fuck me, I can clearly see that, describe what you want to do to me ". For the first time that night it suddenly dawned on me what had been happening. Being a young guy I was used to a fuck and then that was it, but this wasn't just a fuck, this was the whole nine yards, foreplay, teasing and a full night of passion and I had only just realised.

"I want to take hold of you when nobody is around and rip the clothes from your body; I want to throw you on a bed and hold your legs apart as I dive into your pussy giving you a tongue lashing. Hold you there whilst I bury my tongue deep in you cunt whilst rubbing my thumb over your clit and hearing you squeal". The moans that were now coming from my beautiful mom where all the encouragement I needed to continue, "then I'm going to lift you up and flip you over so your head is hanging just off the bed, inches from my big cock. I'm going to lower myself into your mouth and not stop till my balls hit your face and my cock is as far as it will go down your throat". More moans from mom and the slight whimpering sounds of "yesyesyes" coming from her. "pull you round and without giving you a chance to catch your breath and I'm going to shove my big cock right into your cunt using your ankles to pull you into me mashing us together nonstop".

"Oh god" went my mother as her hand sped up in reaction to my dirty talk, I realised that I had sped my own stroking to and was not going to stop now. "I'm going to ram you till you scream my name over and over, forgetting all others, giving yourself to me like the wanton little slut that you are, I'm going to make you cum, over and over again till you can't fucking walk and your only purpose in life is to be my personal fuck slave and live for my cum!"

"ohhh mmyyyy fuckinggggggggggggggGGGGGGOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!!!!!" went my mother as her second orgasm of the night overtook her, more powerful than the first, shaking her entire body from head to foot and making her slump and slide down into a sitting position In the bath tub with the intensity of cumming. This time I was not going to be denied and ignoring a slight worry that my dad may have just heard my mom cum, I stepped into the bath tub and stuck my large cock right into my mother's still slack jawed and opened mouth.

She protested, but only for a split second as she realised what was happening. I already knew she could deepthroat so I wasted no time in trying to get my entire tool inside her mouth. As I pushed against her I could feel her doing the same to me, each little nudge opened up her throat just a little more and after about 5 minutes she had her nose against my pubes and was gagging on her son's massive man meat. I was gambling now with whether my mother liked it rough but at this point it was make or break so I grabbed a handful of her dirty blonde hair and pulled her back. A sound like a whimpering c***d having a lollipop taken from it escaped her lips and she looked up at me a pouted. "OPEN!" I commanded and she did so without hesitation. With my hand in her hair I pulled her face first onto my cock burying it to the hilt, holding her down for about five seconds then pulling her back only to see strings of saliva and precum stringing from her to my cock. I repeated this many times and each time held her in for a little longer, at one point I looked down at her throat to see the obvious bulge it had made and this toped with the gagging sounds she had been making and the massaging of my balls she had taken on herself to do, signalled my first climax of the night. I pulled her back one last time to let her get her breath and then forcibly shoved her face into my crotch, she didn't even stop to adjust, just took the whole thing in in one swift movement.

"I'm going to come" I told her, her only response was to make noise round my manhood which sent vibrations through it. This pushed me into pure bliss and I exploded down her throat whilst holding her head that hard into me that I nearly choked her on my dick and the amount I came.

It was my turn to slump down this time and I almost collapsed on my ass with the power of that orgasm. As I went down my mom came off my cock in a great intake of air, she was breathing hard and fast and I thought she was about to kill me but the smile that spread across her face reassured me I was in the clear. "Amazing baby, simply amazing" said my mom as she nestled up to me, water still streaming down the both of us. I could only grunt in reply I felt that drained, but my mom wasn't done with me just yet.

As we sat there she took hold of my slowly reviving penis and started to stroke me, slowly cleaning off the mixed of saliva and cum, with the water, that had looked so good on her earlier. As she slowly brought me back to life she started planting little kisses on my neck and shoulders once more awakening a passion for her that I had felt for no other woman. Her magic hands and lips had given me a new strength and vigour and the time had come to finally take what was mine. All the little teases, all the waiting, all the shocks and surprises would all be worth it now.

I stood up, bringing her with me and mashed my mouth against hers with barely controlled lust, we kissed passionately at first, our tongues swilling around each other's and darting back and forth, but then I got more adventurous and started biting down on her lip and pulling her face hard into mine. My a****l instincts took over now and my hands that had been roaming all over her body found their way to her big but shapely ass and stayed there. First squeezing the cheeks, trying to get as much into my palms as possible. Then pulling the cheeks apart and letting them slap back together, immensely enjoying the sound. A smile stole across my mother's face as I played with her ass and I could tell one, that she was loving this as much as I was and two, that this was the point of no return.

I kissed her one last time and turned her around to face the big mirror that covered most of the one wall of the small bathroom. This motel had one of those glass partitions instead of curtains that went half way along the tub; I pulled her hands to the glass and told her to brace herself. As she readied herself I positioned my cock at her entrance behind, for some unknown reason I had a moment of hesitation, my mom must have thought I was teasing her as she moaned "please" without even looking around, as she did so she pushed her ass back towards me and onto the tip of my cock.


I could not believe how exceptionally tight this woman was, a woman who had had k**s and been married and she felt like a high school senior. I slowly worked the rest of my big prick into her, inch by inch. First all the head, then to about half way and I finally managed to get all the way in to the barrier. She was moaning and grunting the entire time and it crossed my mind that I might be hurting her but looking up and seeing the look of pure pleasure on her face in the mirror showed me otherwise and I knew what to do. I started pumping myself in and out of my mom's pussy, slowly at first, letting her get used to me but after a few minutes of this my urges took control once more and my rhythm increase. I was starting to go faster and faster now and with each thrust a moan escaped from my mother perfectly sculpted lips, each push into her brought a response and by the time I reached topped speed she was completely incoherent to the world and lost in her own dominion of pleasure.

As I continued to pump her as fast I could she slowly began to lose control. She had already began to make no sense and now I could feel her legs going from underneath her, and her arms start to slip. From her reaction it was clear that my fucking had made her completely oblivious to almost everything apart from the unmatched pleasure of her son's massive cock pistoling in and out of her love canal.

She was slowly losing her grip on the glass supporting her but I saw a way I could easily use this to my advantage. Timing it just right, as she finally lost her grip I shoved my cock upwards with all my strength and as she stumbled backward she impaled herself even more on my cock, stopping dead. Neither of us moved we both just stood there with water still cleansing the sweat from our bodies. Me, slightly leaning back with my proud manhood buried in the woman who gave birth to me. Her, impaled on her sons massive cock using only that to support herself and almost insane with the pleasure coursing through her body.

To me what seemed like an eternity stood there was in reality only an instant and the next instant was the point where my mom's orgasm chose to arrive. I could feel her body tremble as the sensation hit her and could feel her pussy convulse as the pleasure washed over her. I had to steady myself at this point or we both would have toppled but instead of leaving her to finish her orgasm the fact that her pussy had tightened around my cock made my want to fuck her even harder than before.

I leant forward and into her using the fact she was numb from cumming to do what I liked, I pushed her body up against the glass partition and fucked her like there was no tomorrow. I rammed in and out of her as fast as was humanly possible as she just kept on cumming, in the middle of her first ever multiple orgasm she could not even utter words, only squeals and moans escaped her mouth. I felt each orgasm as powerfully as she did, each time she came her pussy tightened around my prick, sending waves of pleasure over me, making me want to stay like this forever. Fucking her as hard and fast as I could I risked a look into the mirror, what I saw there will live with me till my dying day. My mother, stuck up against the glass, her tits squashed against it, sliding up and down with each thrust of mine like the true slut she was, water cascading down her making her shimmer and shine, her eyes almost rolled back in her head through sheer carnal pleasure and her mouth open but making no sound.

This image sent me towards the biggest orgasm of my life, bigger than my previous one, bigger and more pleasurable that anything I have ever experienced in my short life. The tightness of the pussy and the boobs up against the glass sent my mind reeling and the pressure built in my like a white hot furnace. I felt the familiar tingle rise from my very core and spread through me till my whole body felt like it would explode. I rammed into my mother one last time as hard as I could and erupted into her with such f***e that the intensity took me completely by surprise. Just as she reached her most powerful orgasm I exploded inside her releasing a torrent of cum that could not be accommodated and immediately started to run down our combined bodies there was that much. I was trapped inside my mother, neither wanting to nor being able to move. Both of us unable to move, speak or do much else. The pleasure still coursing through both of us was almost too much to bare and we stayed as we were, intertwined, mother and son, lover and lover.

After what seemed like an age my manhood gradually reduced in size and I was able to pull out of my sex goddess of a mom, I instantly sat down not having the strength in my legs to keep me up. My mother closely followed and fell on top of me and into my arms. We sat there, both stunned at the intensity of everything, at some point I turned the shower off but both our minds were in a daze of sexual fulfilment and we could hardly move. At some point we got up and dried off and got dressed, still no words were spoken. My mother checked to see if my father was asl**p and sure enough he was snoring away with the TV still blaring, no wonder he hadn't heard us.

We walked into my room hand in hand still unable to think right or make any sort of semblance of sense. We walked in and closed the door. Sat on the bed and stared into each other's eyes. Nothing else was said that night. It didn't need to be said. We had crossed a line that both of us had wanted. We had started something that could not stop not even if we tried. It would snowball to its inevitable climax but it would be worth it. We fell asl**p in each other's arms that night, not thinking or caring what the morning would bring.


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Posted by sexaddict66
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2 years ago
There's something amazing about the male desire to revisit their conceptual birth-womb and delivery love canal. Just imagine!
2 years ago
Great Story hope there is a follow up it would be interesting to find out what happenend next
2 years ago
Well done, guy! Fantastic stuff, keep it up!