I was born on my Mother's 19th birthday. Not an amazing fact in itself, but one that would have interesting repercussions later in life.
My early years were not unusual, and it wasn't until I was in my early teens that I made an interesting discovery, well, two in fact. Firstly, I realised that my mother, called Ruth, was incredibly attractive (5'11" tall, with short reddish brown hair, a full set of tits and legs that went on, and on, and on.) Secondly, she and my Dad fucked like rabbits every night, and when she fucked, my Mum was loud and proud! Every night, as they fucked in their room (or the bathroom, or the lounge downstairs), I heard Mum begging for more, and screaming out her multiple orgasms as I wanked myself stupid in my room. When I wasn't wanking, I was out with my girlfriend, Emma, having wild sex with her. Nearly 6 years older than me, Emma taught me a lot about fucking and sucking, and hearing all about my parents loud sex life turned her on as much as it did me. As soon as I left school, I moved in with Emma in the flat she shared with her b*****r, Craig. He worked all hours so we almost had the flat to ourselves, and our sex life got better, if that were possible.
My favourite position was to bend Emma over the back of the settee in the lounge, flip her skirt up over her waist, and pull her little panties down over her rounded arse. It was always 'framed' by stockings and suspenders, and there was nothing I liked better than to grab her by the hips and slide my 7" cock into her waiting cunt. Emma had a way of pushing her arse back at me as we fucked that turned me on no end, and she would reach between her legs and cup my balls in her hand. Like Mum, she was a loud fuck, and there were stains on that settee that no amount of dry cleaning would remove!
Then, soon after my 20th birthday, Dad died in an accident. I moved back in with Mum to give her some support, and Emma spent most of her time there too. Mum coped better than we expected, and life soon returned to some kind of normality. I became the man around the house, and Emma and I tried to fuck quietly, whilst Mum cried herself to sl**p.
It took a few months to notice that Mum's crying had turned to moaning. She and Dad had had a very active sex life, and Mum was obviously missing cock. One day when I was alone in the house, I went into Mum's room. Rooting around in her drawers, I found a large envelope. Sitting on her bed, I opened the envelope and pulled out a pile of Polaroid pictures. The first one was of Mum sat in the bath, cupping her tits and squeezing her erect nipples. The next three showed her dressed in sexy undies, including a black suspender belt, thong panties, and a matching corset. Looking at these pictures of my sexy Mum posing in those clothes gave me a raging hard on, but the rest of the pictures were even better! The next one had Mum lying on the bed, still in the stockings and corset, sucking off my Dad whilst sticking a didlo up herself. But hang on, I thought, who was taking these pictures? The last 6 pictures told the story. They showed another couple and my parents in a whole range of porno poses. My Dad fucking a well built blonde from behind, who was licking out my Mum; Mum getting a sandwich fuck from Dad and the other man; and Mum and the blond French kissing with two loads of spunk all over their faces. Feeling shocked and really horny, I looked in her bedside cupboard and found a 6" dildo. I gave it a sniff - it smelt of pussy! I licked it, and came in my pants as I tasted my Mothers' cunt juice, and realised that she was fucking herself every night, probably listening to me fucking Emma. It was then that I decided that one way or another, I was going to fuck my Mum, but how?
I decided to go for the slow approach, rather than blunder in and probable screw it all up. I'd spent the last 18 months working on a building site, and always considered myself to be in pretty good shape, so I started to walk round the house without a shirt on. I soon noticed Mum casting furtive glances at my body. Emma noticed too, and one night in bed, she asked me what I was doing. I told her everything, including my discovery of the pictures.
"Oh my God", Emma said. "That is so horny! Quick, fuck me now, I'm sopping wet!"
Normally foreplay is an important part of our lovemaking, but I just climbed between her thighs and slid my rock hard cock into her receptive cunt. We were both so turned on by my plan I knew this was going to be a quick fuck, especially when Emma whispered in my ear
"Imagine I am your Mum. Fuck me hard!" I could feel my balls banging against Emma's arse as I rammed into her.
"Fuck your Mother, fuck your Mother, fuck your Mother" Emma began chanting in time with my thrusts, getting louder and louder as her orgasm approached.
"Quick, cum on my face, like in the pictures!" she pleaded. Although I desperately wanted to cum in Emma's cunt, I was too turned on. I quickly pulled out and sat up. A few strokes of my cock was enough to make me cum. I shot load after load of spunk onto my girlfriend's face, imagining what it would be like to do the same to my Mother. Afterwards, as I snuggled down to sl**p, Emma gently bit my earlobe and said,
"When you fuck Ruth, can I fuck her too?"
Upping my seduction techniques, I started to 'accidentally' brush past Mum a lot, letting my fingers touch her hips, or arse, and once even her breast. I knew this was turning her on as I saw her nipple straining through her blouse. It was now time for the culmination of my plan to get my Mother into bed. My approaching birthday was my 21st, and it was on the same day as mum's 40th.
"Have you made any plans for your birthday Mum?" I asked, knowing she hadn't.
"No, no, I hadn't really…" she replied.
"OK, how about Emma and I take you out so we can celebrate our birthdays together." Mum squealed with excitement and rushed over to kiss me on the cheek. At the last moment I turned my head and our lips met. I quickly wrapped my arms around her to hold her wonderful body against mine, and to prolong the kiss. She looked shocked, and pushed herself away, before regaining her composure.
"Whoa, easy tiger! Aren’t you getting enough from Emma?" As she said this, she ran a finger down my chest, resting her fingernail on my belt buckle for a second.
"Oh yes" I replied, "But I've always got some spare for a beautiful woman like you". She looked at me curiously, and then moved away.
"How about we make this a special event Mum, and we buy each other clothes to wear on the evening?"
"Oh great" she replied, "I've seen just the shirt to buy you!" Yeah, I thought to myself, just wait till you see what I'm gonna buy for you.
In the two weeks leading up to our birthdays, Emma and I had lots of loud sex that always included fantasies about i****t with Mum and, since it was high summer, I paraded around the house in short shorts, or even swimming trunks, ensuring Mum saw me. She too had started wearing a kaftan around the house, and I regularly got flashes of thigh or nipple. Three days before I turned 21, and Mum reached 40, our plan sprang into action. Emma had to go away in a fake emergency visit to a non-existent aunt who was ill. This meant it would be just Mum and me who went out to celebrate, or as Emma put it, 'to give you a chance to stick your cock into your Mothers cunt without my tongue being in the way.'
On the morning of our birthdays, after Ruth and I had opened all our presents and cards, Mum gave me another parcel to open.
"It's your shirt to wear tonight," she said. "Now, where is my dress?" Looking Mum in the eye, I explained that I hadn't actually said I was going to buy her a dress, but her parcel was on the settee. Her slightly puzzled look turned into a squeal of delight, and she ran into the lounge. I heard paper tearing…and then silence. Then, she re appeared, carrying three scraps of black silk and lace.
"These - are for me?" she asked.
"Oh yes" I replied, "On your fantastic body they'll look great".
"But who will see them?" Mum asked.
"I intend to" I said, smiling innocently. With that I jumped up, gave Mum a hard kiss on the lips, squeezed her arse cheeks briefly, and went out.
That evening, after spending the day with friends, I went back home to pick up Mum for our 'date'. As she walked down the stairs, I had to stop myself from dragging her back upstairs there and then! She was wearing a silk dove grey dress, with thin shoulder straps and low cut over her full breasts, and showed quite a bit of cleavage. Not too much to appear slutty, but enough to warrant a second and even a third look. The dress hugged her figure down to her hips, where it flared out in pleats. On a woman with legs as long as my Mothers, it was definitely classed as a mini dress.
"Well, how do I look?" she asked, doing a little twirl as she spoke. This caused the hem of her dress to rise up, giving me just the slightest glimpse of dark stocking top and bare thigh.
"My God, if you weren't my Mother…" I replied. Ruth smiled.
"Let's pretend I'm not your Mum for the evening then. How about that?"
"Fine with me" I replied, and grabbed her round the waist, pulling her to me and kissing her hard, worming my tongue into her mouth. Almost immediately, she kissed me back, thrusting her tongue against mine. My hands almost automatically went to the cheeks of her arse, squeezing them and feeling the outline of the small lace knickers I had bought her. She rubbed her crotch against my rapidly growing erection, and she moaned into my mouth. She broke off our kiss, dropping one hand down to gently rub my rock hard dick through my trousers.
"OK, this is the rule. Whatever happens tonight is just happening tonight, never again."
"Suppose you enjoy it?" I suggested, rubbing my hands lightly over her hips, feeling the suspender belt I knew would be there. "Suppose I fuck you so well, and you enjoy it so much, you beg me to fuck you again, and to involve you in a threesome with Emma?" I swear my Mum had a little orgasm when I said that. She was breathing hard, her nipples almost burst through her bra and the silk dress she was wearing, and I could smell her pussy.
"Oh well, once a slut always a slut, that’s what your Dad used to say about me! Come on, let's go to dinner."
By a coincidence, we knew the cab driver, so we had to behave in the taxi on the short journey into town. When we got to the restaurant, I made sure that I got out of the taxi quickly and opened the car door for Mum. As she got out, she made sure that her skirt rode up enough to give me a glimpse of the stocking tops and black panties. I knew it would be at least a couple of hours before we got home, and if she kept flirting and flashing at me all the time, I was likely to cum in my trousers. That would be a waste, as I could think of at least three places on my Mums hot body that I intended to cum over in the very near future. Although the restaurant in the hotel was superb, and the food wonderful, I hardly knew what I ate. Purely because Ruth spent the whole meal turning me on, either by sucking on her breadstick, or leaning forward over the table and displaying her ample cleavage to me and the grateful waiter, or adjusting her stocking top in full view of the couple sat at the next table.
When I called for the bill, Mum excused herself and went off to the ladies room. She was gone almost 10 minutes, and when she returned, I could see her nipples were rock hard.
"What have you been doing?" I asked with a grin.
"Oh Simon, I'm sorry but I am so horny I had to have a wank in the toilet! I am desperate for you!"
"Well," I replied "I hate to keep a lady waiting. Come on, let's go home."
The taxi ride home was more fun than our earlier trip had been. Ruth and I sat close together, and she brazenly rubbed my cock through my trousers as I teased her by running my fingers up and down the soft skin of her thigh above her stocking top, and just grazing the material of her panties, but purposely not touching her cunt. About half way home, she suddenly rammed my hand up her skirt and started to kiss my neck and face passionately. Her movements made her short skirt ride up over her hips and I knew the taxi driver could see everything in his rear view mirror. Although the journey only took 10 minutes or so, I thought we would never get home.
As I paid the fare, with Ruth standing behind me massaging my ass through my trousers, the driver said to me
"She's hot isn't she? Give her one for me won't you mate?" Ruth giggled behind me.
"I want him to give me more than one tonight. Here is a little extra tip for you." She turned round, bent over and flipped the hem of her short skirt up. The g-string panties I had bought her had vanished up the crack of her wonderful arse, and the black lace suspenders and the matching stockings framed her backside. The taxi driver moaned with pleasure as Ruth wiggled her bum at him. Then she stood up
"Sorry, gotta go now, we have got some serious fucking to do haven't we son?" I shot a glance at the taxi driver, who hadn't realised my mother had called me 'son'. I just smiled at him as he drove off.
As soon as we got the front door shut my Mother and I kissed, our tongues darting into each other's mouths. Ruth broke the kiss first, and started to unbutton my shirt. As she pulled it off, she said
"If we are going to do this properly, let's go to bed now!" With that she turned and headed up the stairs. I made a point of waiting a few seconds before following her so I could see up her short skirt. It was worth the wait. Her panties had vanished up her behind and both her cheeks swayed as she climbed the stairs. As a confirmed 'stockings man' the sight of those long, silk clad legs was almost too much to bear.
I walked into my Mother's bedroom and shut the door behind me. Ruth stood there, breathing hard, her nipples poking through her dress.
"Turn round" I ordered. She now faced a full-length mirror. I stood behind her, and slipped the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders. With a faint 'swish' the dress slithered to the ground. Looking over her shoulder, I gazed at the reflection of my Mother in the mirror, wearing just the matching underwear I had bought her. She was leaning back against me, one arm against her side, the other rubbing up and down my thigh. Her breast strained against the confines of her bra, the nipples visible through the thin material. Her g- string, low on her hips, the front damp with her excitement vanishing between her legs. The suspender belt tight round her slim waist, the straps taught, holding up the lace top stockings, leaving 5 or 6 inches of bare skin.
I unclipped her bra, and her tits sagged slightly. I cupped them with my hands, enjoying the feel of her soft skin, and flicking my thumbs over her hard nipples. Ruth gasped, arching her back as if to fill my hands even more. I let my hands wonder down over her ribs, her stomach, down to her groin. I could feel the heat of her cunt as I traced a finger over her panties. I rubbed my erect prick up and down between the valley of her arse cheeks and gently bit her earlobe as I whispered
"Watch me, watch me as I finger fuck you." Ruth let out a sob as my finger wormed its way under the wet elastic of her panties.
"My God, you're wet!" I exclaimed as I stuck a finger in her.
"Wet and hot" Ruth groaned, humping her hips up to meet my finger. Her hands scrabbled behind her, reaching for the zip on my uncomfortably tight trousers. She screamed as I stuck a second finger up her sopping wet cunt. My thumb found the nub of her clitoris and I rubbed it gently. I swear if I hadn't been supporting her, she would have collapsed on the floor.
"Oh my God Simon, I'm cumming! Your making me cum!! Look at me, I'm cumming on your hand!!" Indeed she was. My hand was drenched to the wrist in her juices, and with my other hand I twisted her nipples. Ruth managed to get my prick out of my trousers and was wanking me as she watched herself in the mirror being finger fucked by her own son. Although it felt (and looked) fabulous, I told mum to stop wanking me or I was going to cum. She laughed, reluctantly took my fingers out of her cunt, and dropped to her knees in front of me.
"Now it's your turn. Watch your mother give you the best blow job of your young life." Pausing only to pull my trousers and pants down, she licked the drops of pre cum off my dick. Then, looking up at me, she opened her mouth and engulfed my cock. She was right. It was the best blowjob I had ever had. I felt her tongue run along the sensitive underside of my cock, whilst she cupped my aching balls with her hand. I looked in the mirror and saw the wonderful sight of my mother, dressed only in black lace stockings and suspender belt and a tiny g-string on her knees sucking me off. As I watched, I saw Ruth slide one hand between her own thighs and, pushing the sodden material of her panties to one side, start to finger fuck herself. That was it. I felt myself start to cum.
"Oh God. Don't stop, I'm gonna cum" I shouted.
"Yes, yes, cum in your Mothers mouth. Oh I want your spunk so much!"
With that, I came, sending ribbons of hot spunk shooting into my Mothers receptive mouth. Some she swallowed, and then, with a delicious grin, she opened her mouth and let the rest dribble over her lips and down onto her full tits.
I fell back onto the bed. Ruth stood up and rubbed the spunk into her tits.
"End of round one. Here comes round two", She laughed. With that, she wiggled out of her sopping wet panties and threw them on the floor. Seeing her nearly naked, with her reddish brown cunt hair matted with her own juices quickly gave me another hard on.
"I know this is wrong, but if I don’t get some of your cock, I'm gonna explode. Get ready to fuck your own Mother!" Ruth crawled up the bed, pausing only to plant a swift kiss on the head of my prick. She straddled my crotch, grabbing my prick and rubbing the head up and down the exposed lips of her cunt.
"Do you want me Simon? Do you want to fuck your own Mother? Tell me, do you?"
"Yes!" I shouted, "Sit on my dick and let me fuck you till I fill your cunt with my cum. I want to fuck you now Mum!"
As I said that she lowered herself onto my dick. The feeling was amazing. Her cunt was tight and red hot, and yet so wet that I slid into her easily. Ruth shut her eyes and shuddered with delight as she bobbed up and down on my prick. I reached up and cupped her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. I let her do all the work for a minute or so, and just lay there enjoying the view and the fantastic feeling her cunt was giving me. Then I reached up, grabbing her by the back of the neck and bringing her down to lay on me. We kissed wetly as I began to hump my hips up and down, fucking her as hard as I could. I slid my hands down onto her arse cheeks, feeling the muscles taut under the skin.
"Oh God yes, fuck me lover", Ruth screamed. "Fuck your Mother hard. I know you want to, I've heard you and Emma talking about it as you fucked each other. I wanted to come in and join you both, and now I wish I had…Oh God, I'm cumming again…yes…yes…fuck meeee!"
I stopped my hard thrusts, instead just sliding the head of my cock in and out of her cunt. When Ruth recovered, I slapped her on the arse and told her to roll off.
"I'm going to fuck you from behind and fill your cunt with my cum now."
My Mother positioned herself on the bed, with that wonderful arse sticking up into the air. Her stocking tops were soaking in her juices, and the lips of her cunt were red and glistening. As I knelt behind her, she reached between her legs and guided my cock into her pussy.
"Oh yes, do it now, doggy fuck me, quickly. Stick your big hard cock into your Mothers cunt."
More than happy to oblige, I thrust into her, making her groan. As I pumped her, I ran my hands up and down her long, stocking clad legs, before sliding one hand round to rub her clit. My Mother screamed out again as her forth orgasm of the night shot through her.
"Look at the mirror", I told her. Groaning with pleasure, my Mother looked. It was an impressive sight. She was kneeling on the bed, her hands grabbing the pillows, her hair messed up and matted with sweat. Her naked breasts, the nipples engorged, swung as we fucked. And there was me, her son, kneeling between her spread legs, pausing so she could see my prick, wet with her juices. Grabbing hold of her hips, I began to thrust hard into her. Our bodies made a wet, slapping sound as we fucked, and I could feel the familiar feeling of my own orgasm approaching. I gripped her hips harder, speeding up my thrusts.
"I'm cumming", I hissed through gritted teeth.
"Yes, cum in my cunt Simon. Fill me up with your cum. Give it to me now!"
With one final thrust, I came, sending my spunk deep into my Mothers waiting pussy. Her head was deep in the pillows, but I still heard her cries as she orgasmed as I filled her up.
Breathing heavily, I collapsed on the bed beside my Mother. I watched as my sperm trickled out of her cunt and began to soak into her sheets. She rolled over, and grabbed my now flaccid prick.
"You remember when I said whatever happened tonight was a once off? Well, I've changed my mind. I want to be fucked like that as often as you can manage it."
"But what about Emma? After all, she is my girlfriend", I asked, as I lightly traced a finger around her right nipple.
"Hell, bring her along. The more the merrier!"
As I drifted off to sl**p, hugging my just fucked mother, I smiled the smile of a man who knows that his first threesome is not too far away!
There can't be too many men who wake up the morning after their 21st birthday celebrations without a hangover. But how many men wake up in the morning to find their mother giving them a blowjob?
That's how I awoke. A sore head, a mouth that felt like the bottom of a birdcage, and my mother, kneeling between my legs, sucking the head of my cock in her mouth as she wanked me to a full erection.
"Morning lover, fancy breakfast in bed?" Ruth smiled at me as she licked my balls. "Or would you prefer to fuck me first?"
By now, my dick was pointing at the ceiling. I lay back and smiled contentedly. "Well, what do you think? Last night you told me that you wanted me as often as possible, and I'm not going to kick you out of bed, even if you are my mother. Now climb up onto my dick, I want to cum inside you."
With a wicked grin, Ruth crawled up my body until she was kneeling over my dick. She grabbed it in one hand and gently squeezed my penis and, rubbing a drop of pre cum into the head looked me in the eyes. "I asked you this last night, and I’ll ask you again now. Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to stick your big cock into your own mother's pussy? Do you want to see me cum on your big, hard, dick?"
Rather than bother to reply, I grabbed her hips and thrust myself up and into her. She closed her eyes and groaned as I started to slide my dick in and out of her receptive pussy. Her tits bounced up and down as she rode me, and I reached up and cupped them, feeling their weight. I grabbed her long nipples, gently squeezing them.
"Oh my God! Squeeze them harder, harder!" Ruth begged. Now this is interesting, I thought. Not only does my Mother enjoy fucking her own son, but she seems to like a bit of pain too!
I twisted my mother's nipples for a second, and then stopped. Ruth sobbed as her approaching orgasm subsided.
"You want to cum on my prick don't you? Well, tell me what turns you on, all your darkest, dirtiest, fantasies. Tell me, and I'll give you an orgasm that you won't forget!" As I spoke, I thrust up hard, my hips leaving the bed, nearly bucking Ruth off me. "Come on, tell me now." I rasped my thumbnails across the hot flesh of her nipples, "What do you think about as you fuck yourself with your dildo?"
Ruth leaned forward, an arm each side of my head, and clenched her cunt muscles around my cock. "My fantasies? Well, besides fucking you" she giggled, "let's see. I always enjoyed a little orgy. Just me, your dad, and a couple of other people who enjoyed fucking. I've always wanted to seduce a woman, and get fucked by her wearing one of those strap-on didlos. Nothing unusual you know, a little bit of anal, a little bit of flashing, just the fantasies of your average British housewife!" She began to raise and lower herself on my cock, her cunt felt like it was wanking me off. "Now it's your turn, no secrets now, what is lurking in that i****tuous mind of yours?"
Sometimes it's so easy, I thought to myself. I knew that if I asked mum what she wanted, I would get to tell her what I wanted, and with a little luck, all my fantasies would get acted out. I lay there for a couple of seconds, enjoying the feeling as we fucked and then, reaching out and grasping her tits again, I replied.
"For the last 4 months my only desire has been to get you into the sack, although subconsciously, I've wanted to fuck you for years. You and dad weren't exactly quiet in bed were you? Other than that, women, not girls, dressed in school uniform, sexy lingerie, a couple of women, or a mass free for all, things like that." I let my hands slide over my mother's sweat slicked body onto her bottom. I gripped the cheeks tightly, almost lifting her up and down on me. I let one hand wander between her cheeks, caressing the tight skin above her anus, before slowly sliding my index finger over her arsehole, tickling the skin.
"God yes," Ruth hissed in my ear, "Stick your finger up my arse!" I pushed, feeling the ring of her anus contracting to let my finger in. I could feel my prick through the membrane, and I pushed further, up to the knuckle, then began thrusting it in and out in time with my prick. Ruth came, trapping my finger in her. I could feel her cunt muscles working on my prick, but I was determined not to cum yet.
"Do you want me to fuck you up the arse?"
"Yes, yes, just do it, now quickly!" Ruth nearly leapt off me in her haste to change position. As I got on my knees behind her, I realised what an interesting 12 hours it had been. Not only had I seduced my own mother, I had got a blowjob, a couple of wild fucks with the promise of more to come, but now I was about to get my first anal fuck. Isn't life wonderful!
My dick was still wet with my mother's cunt juices, so I didn’t bother about lubrication. I looked down at her backside. Her cunt lips were red and swollen, and she was playing with her clitoris as she knelt before me. I pushed my dickhead against the brown ring of her arse and pushed. The head of my dick slipped in, and Ruth groaned in delight. It felt hotter and tighter than any cunt I had ever known. My mother began pushing back at me, and slowly, my whole length entered her. I grabbed hold of her hips and slowly began pumping in and out. The feeling of friction was amazing, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to last long. I increased my speed, my balls slamming against her pussy. Even with her head buried in the pillows, I could hear my mother's cries of ecstasy, in rhythm with my ever increasing pace.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, do it, do it DO IT!" She had three fingers buried up her cunt, frigging herself as I fucked her arse. I could feel the familiar sensation starting in my balls that meant I was near to cumming. I speeded up even more, the sounds of our flesh slapping together drowning out my mother's cries. My balls were wet from her cunt juices. I came, filling my mother's arse with my spunk. The release was so great I shouted out, and I collapsed onto my mother and her knees slipped out from under her as she shuddered through her own orgasm. Still embedded in her arse, I lay on top of her, kissing her neck and shoulders, tasting the salty tang of the sweat on her skin.
Suddenly I caught sight of a movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking round, I saw my girlfriend Emma stood in the doorway. She had returned from her self-imposed exile, which we had arranged so I would have a free 'crack' at my mother. Her skirt was bunched round her waist, and her long, white stocking clad legs were splayed apart. Her hand was stuffed down her panties and she had been wanking herself, whilst watching her boyfriend fuck his mother up the arse. I could see her nipples straining through the fabric of her dress, and her flushed expression told me that she too had orgasmed. As I watched, she pulled her fingers out of her cunt, and licked her sweet tasting juice off them. Then, blowing me a kiss, she quietly walked away.
Beneath me, my mother groaned. "Get off me, I can't breath!" I swiftly pulled my shrinking dick out of her, and rolled off. She grabbed hold of the back of my head, and kissed me, her tongue twisting round mine. "bl**dy hell, I thought last night was good, but that was even better. I'm not surprised your Emma has always got a smile on her face. When is she coming back, I want her to be the second woman in your fantasy."
I considered calling out to Emma, and then spending the whole day in a huge fuck fest with both of them. But I had other plans. Both of them had now told me that they wanted to fuck each other, but they didn't know that the feeling was reciprocated. I could therefore watch them both flirt with each other, and see how long it would last before one of them snapped.
I staggered off to the bathroom for a shower. After, as I brushed my hair, I smiled to myself in the mirror. Yep, life is good! I wandered back down the corridor on my way to my own room. My mother had fallen asl**p on the duvet. I could still see the spunk dripping out of her arse and down over her buttocks onto the bed. Under my towel, my cock twitched. Reaching my room, I opened the door to see Emma lying on my bed, ramming her dildo up herself. My cock sprung to life, and my towel hit the floor.
"Don't just stand there," Emma gasped, "Quick, fuck me now." I knelt between her legs and pulled the wet dildo out of her cunt. Grabbing her calves, I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and slid my cock over the lips of her pussy, and then slowly pushed it into her hot hole.
"Morning," I said with a grin, "miss me?"
"You and your i****tuous cock" Emma replied, humping her hips under me. "I think you owe me at least four orgasms, so get fucking!"
I sat back on my haunches and, holding her thighs against my chest, began to fuck her. I let one hand slide up Emma's leg, and began to rub my thumb over her clitoris as I told her exactly what had happened between my mum and me. Retelling the sordid tale made us both over excited, but I managed to make Emma cum three times before I shot my spunk up her.
After I got my breath back, I explained that I was going to take her, and my mum, down to the beach for the day.
Two hours later saw us laying towels down on the pebbles of Brighton beach. Both women were dressed quite conservatively in shorts and shirts, and I waited in eager anticipation for the 'strip show' to begin as they revealed their swim wear. British television doesn't show anything really erotic, let alone real porn, but one of the satellite channels shows imported programmes from America of models stripping down to their underwear. I find this very sexy, and now I had my own version live in front of me! Emma went first, pulling her shirt up over her head to reveal first her washboard flat stomach, and then her tits, straining out of a small white bikini halter-top. Then, looking my mother in the eye, she lowered her shorts to reveal a matching white thong bikini bottom that was cut high on her hips, accentuating the length of her legs. The crotch was pulled tight, and I could see a few pubes escaping round the material. As if that wasn't enough, Emma then turned round and bent over from the waist to adjust her towel on the ground. The back of her swimsuit was just a thin piece of material that vanished between the cheeks of her arse. I heard mum gasp with pleasure. I was getting another hard on, and when Emma straightened up, her nipples were poking through the material of her top. She licked her lips suggestively, and sat down.
I could feel the sexual tension in the air as my mum began to unbutton her blouse. Her top must have been at least two sizes too small, as her tits spilled out all round the tiny scraps of material, hardly covering her nipples. She turned her back on us as she lowered her shorts. Her swimsuit bottoms reminded me of a pair of 'French Knickers', but cut high at the front and displaying the lower half of each perfectly rounded buttock. By now I was lying on my stomach to hide my hard cock as both my mother and my girlfriend flaunted themselves.
Like any beach in high summer, Brighton beach was full of attractive women in tiny swimsuits. It may not be Copacobana, or even Cancun, but the display of tanned flesh was turning me on. Suddenly Ruth sat up.
"This top is too tight, I'm gonna take it off." With that, she undid the clasp on her top and her breasts, the ones I had caressed and sucked only hours before, sprung free. "It feels nice to get a breeze on my boobs once in a while, don't you agree Emma?"
Emma's nipples were sticking out like thimbles as she stared at my mother's tits. "Oh I agree", she said as she pulled her own top off. "But be careful they don't get burnt in the sun."
"Good thinking," my mum replied. "I'll put some cream on them." With that, she picked up her bottle of sun cream and squirted some on her wonderful tits.
Dear God, I thought, that looks like someone has cum on her tits! Ruth giggled as she rubbed the cream in, looking at Emma as she did it. Without breaking her gaze, Emma picked up her own oil and began to massage oil into her own tits. These two women were flirting with each other in front of me. I was so turned on I had either to cum there and then, which would be both embarrassing, and could get me into serious trouble if anyone else saw, or get up and go for a swim. I chose the latter and, carrying a towel to hide my erection, staggered down the beach into the sea. The icy water quickly deflated my hard on and I swam for 5 minutes or so, then I glanced up the beach and my erection returned with a vengeance. Ruth was lying on her stomach on a towel whilst Emma knelt over her rubbing sun cream into her legs. As I watched, Emma's hands slid higher until she was massaging, no caressing, the tops of my mother's thighs. Up to my chest in the water, I began to rub my dick as I saw Emma slide her hands under the fabric of my mother's bikini and onto the cheeks of her arse. She spread her legs and raised her hips up to give my girlfriend better access to her pussy. (Later Emma told me that my mother was so wet, she slipped three fingers right into her cunt, and as soon as she stuck her oil covered thumb up her arse, she shuddered to an orgasm.) The sight of my mother writhing under my girlfriend's fingers was enough to make me cum into the water. By the time I walked back up the beach a few minutes later, having swam around, trying to get rid of the trail of sperm, the two women were lying side by side, laughing and joking as if nothing had happened.
I couldn't wait to get these two women home. It was going to be a long, but enjoyable night!
Nothing else happened during the rest of the afternoon on the beach, but the atmosphere was definitely erotic! Emma and I arranged to pick Ruth, up at eight to go out and party…although if all went according to plan, the party would be at Mum's house!
So, at 7:30 I opened the door to Ruth's house and let Emma and I in. I stashed the holdall behind the sofa as I called out. "Mum, we're here!"
"bl**dy hell you're early!" Ruth shouted from her bedroom. "I'm only half dressed."
I glanced at Emma and grinned. "Can you come down for a minute, Em and I have something for you!" My horny girlfriend and I sat on the sofa and waited.
Just a few seconds later my Mother entered the room, and I knew my timing was perfect. She was wearing a knee length silk dressing gown I had bought her a couple of years before. I could see she already had her stockings on, as well as her heels, and underwear.
"I just need to put my dress on and we can go. Do you want a drink whilst I get ready?" "Actually Mum," I replied. "We didn't come here tonight to take you out. We came here to fuck you. Emma knows all about last night, and I saw you both on the beach this afternoon. So, undo that dressing gown now!"
My Mother looked shocked for a moment. Then Emma leaned back into the settee and opened her long legs, allowing her skirt to ride up. I knew that Mum would be able to see her stocking tops, and her gasp of surprise told me she could also see her pantyless, freshly shaved pussy.
"Mum, open it now. We want to see your body."
With a small giggle, my Mother grasped the ties on her gown and undid them, before pulling her gown open in the classic 'flasher' pose. Mum was wearing a full set of white underwear. The bra was only half cup, and I could almost see her nipples poking over the top. Her suspender belt was tight round her slim waist, and the black seamed stockings were pulled high up her long legs, almost to her crotch. Her small white lacy panties were low on her hips, and cupped her pussy mound tightly. She took a step towards us.
"No, stop there. We want to look at you…first. Are you getting turned on?" I asked. I already knew the answer, as she was breathing quickly, and her nipples, the same ones I had sucked only this morning, were hard under the lacy bra. She nodded.
"No, show us. I want to see your nipples!" Emma's voice was just above a whisper. One of her hands was scrabbling for my hard dick in my jeans, whilst her other hand was pinching at her own equally hard nipples through her blouse. My Mother licked her lips, and cupped one of her breasts out of her bra. She rubbed her nipple between finger and thumb and said, "Emma, do you want to suck on these for me? Or do you want to watch my son do it first?" It was only the fact that my girlfriend had a firm grip on my prick that stopped me jumping on my Mum there and then. "Soon mum, we will both suck on them at the same time…soon. Now, turn round, and lift that dressing gown up round your waist, we want to see your arse."
She turned on her high heels and slowly raised the hem of her dressing gown. While Mum's back was turned, Emma and I quickly ripped our clothes off and we began to slowly wank each other off.
Even though I has kissed, caressed, and fucked my Mothers arse that morning, I almost came as, with the gown rucked up round her waist, she bent over and wiggled her panty clad behind at us both. "Pull your panties up into the crack of your arse. We want to se your cheeks." I instructed her.
She quickly obeyed, turning her panties into a thong. Mum run her fingers lovingly over her behind before hooking a finger into the lacy material and pulling it aside, showing us her arsehole and open pussy. "Can you see my arse and cunt? Promise me you will fill both of my holes with your fingers and tongues…and your beautiful prick Simon. Promise?"
Without taking her eyes off of the erotic site in front of us, and also without taking her hand off my rock hard cock, Emma managed to reach out and grab the bag I had brought. She opened it up and took out a strap on dildo that, she said, she had 'borrowed from a friend'. "Ruth, see this? I'm gonna put it on in a minute and fuck you so hard…" Mum swayed slightly as an orgasm rocked her body. "God yes, I want you to double fuck me senseless NOW!!"
Somehow, I found my voice. "In a minute, now stand up and drop the gown on the floor, and take off your bra as well." The silk dressing gown slid to the floor and her lacy bra followed.
Imagine the scene. There I am, naked, sat on a settee in my Mothers lounge, next to my girlfriend, who is only wearing a pair of white hold ups. I'm slowly wanking myself off, whilst Emma is rubbing the head of a rubber dildo up and down her engorged pussy lips. All the time our eyes are fixed on my Mother, who is now naked from the waist up, and only wearing lacy panties, a matching suspender belt and seamed stockings, and high heels. She cups her breasts, pulling and twisting on her nipples as she moans her way to another small orgasm.
As Emma throws one of her legs over mine and starts to slide the dildo into herself, I tell my Mum to pull her panties to one side. "Show us your wet pussy," I instruct. She pulls the scrap of lace to one side and rubs her fingers over her exposed mound before slowly lowering her fingers into her crotch. "Remember last night you finger fucked me till I came?" Ruth asks me. "And today Ruth, your fingers up my cunt and arse made me come again? Well now I'm gonna frig myself off for you two to watch!" Leaning against the wall for support, my Mother thrust two fingers up herself and began to rub her thumb over her clit. A single bead of sweat ran down her cheek and dripped onto her breast and her eyes began to glaze over as she masturbated for us. I had to stop tossing myself off, as I knew it wouldn't be long before I came, and I certainly wasn't going to waste it!
Emma however, was too wrapped up in the scene to stop. Splayed across the sofa, she was ramming the dildo up herself whilst staring at my mother. I could hear her muttering to herself as well. Leaning closer, and running my hand up her stocking clad leg, I could hear her repeating the same phrase like a mantra. "Cum with me, cum with me, cum with me…" With a surge of sexual excitement, I realised both my mother and girlfriend were trying to cum at the same time. Her shaved cunt made her clit easy to find, and when I rubbed a finger over it, she started to cum, loudly!
"God yes, that’s it, God, I'm cumming, don't stop, oh please don’t stop…." I continued lightly rubbing her clit as she thrust the dildo into herself one final time before she raised her hips off the settee and shuddered to a noisy climax. I leant over and kissed her, tasting the sweat on her lips as our tongues met.
My mother's heavy breathing had turned into loud panting as she neared her second orgasm of the evening. "Cumming…cumming…ooohhh!" She dropped to her knees as she came, gasping for breath, two fingers still buried in her cunt. Without taking her eyes off the dildo still deep in Emma's pussy, Mum crawled on her knees over to the sofa and snuggled in between my girlfriends still wide open legs. "Your poor pussy looks so hot. Can I cool it down a bit by kissing it for you?" she asked. Emma was unable to reply, because I had climbed up onto the settee and had offered her my prick, and she was sucking on it with her usual abandon. She moaned though, as Mum slowly removed the dildo from her and replaced it with her tongue.
Emma was in heaven. I have seen her cum just from sucking on my (average size) dick, and here she was, getting face fucked by me whilst receiving a tongue lashing from my mother. Soon she was grabbing at her nipples, a sure sign she was close, but I was closer. Glancing down at her shaved pussy, I saw my Mother flicking her tongue over Emma's exposed clit. It was enough for me. Pulling out of my girlfriend's hot mouth, I came all over her tits and stomach. As usual, Emma started to rub my cum into her sweaty skin, but stopped as Ruth, rather reluctantly, replaced her cunt fucking tongue with her fingers and began kissing her way up over Emma's crotch, before licking my cum off her body. She glanced up at me and winked, "Mmm, tastes good. Here Emma, you try some." With that, she kissed my girlfriend hard, smearing her cum covered lips on to hers whilst continuing to finger fuck her hard.
The sight of the two women in my life French kissing got me instantly hard again, and I jumped off the sofa and got down on my knees behind my Mum. She was still wearing the white lace panties like a thong, so I pulled the material to one side, and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her sopping wet pussy lips. She broke off her kiss long enough to moan, "God yes, fuck mummy with your big cock now!" I grabbed hold of her hips, just above her stocking tops, and drove my prick into her. As we fucked, she took her fingers out of my girlfriend's receptive cunt and started pulling on her nipples instead. Although I am no expert, this was a 'great fuck'! My mother was pushing herself back at me as we fucked, and she began to shout at me as another orgasm rocked her body. "Yes, fuck your mother's pussy, you know you want to! Stick your cock into me and make me cum and cum and cum! Fuck me hard, hard! Shoot your spunk up your mother's cunt. I want your girlfriend to lick it all out afterwards! Oh God, I'm cumming again!" Her contracting pussy muscles, and the totally erotic sight in front of me was enough to make me cum again as well. Sticking my thumb up her arse, I shot my load deep into Mum's cunt. Her shouts of joy were drowned out as my girlfriend stuck her nipple into her mouth.
As I deflated, my prick popped out, and a trickle of my cum dribbled down my mothers leg. I scooped it up with two fingers, and offered it up to her. Greedily, she sucked my fingers into her mouth, her lipstick smeared and kissed off by my girlfriend. "Ha, it still tastes good!" she replied, before running her tongue round both Emma's still erect nipples. "Right, I need a drink, and then I want to get fucked by that strap on!"
Mum opened a bottle of champagne, and we all drank thirstily. It seemed a touch surreal, sitting in my mother's lounge, naked, drinking bubbly with my girlfriend and my mother, both also naked apart from stockings. I could see dry cum stains on boobs and thighs, and the room smelt of sex. Then, she lay back on the carpet, and stretched like a cat. I felt my cock stirring again. Then she gently poured half a glass of the champagne over herself, and invited us to lick it off. Quickly, I knelt on one side of my mother, and began to lick the wine off her body, paying particular attention to her full breasts and hardening nipples. Emma, who had paused to strap herself into the wicked looking dildo, joined me. Soon, the attention of two mouths and four hands on her body started to have its effect on mum, who began to moan and writhe around on the carpet. Then Emma, who had three fingers in mum's pussy, lay back on the carpet as well. The large strap on dick pointed straight up. "You said you wanted some of this, so come and get it" she whispered to Ruth, who licked her lips and straddled her new lover. "When I fucked your boyfriend last night, this is how we did it," she said. "I grabbed his hard dick like this, rubbed it over my pussy lips like this, and then lowered myself down on him, feeling his hard cock filling me up, just like this!" She grunted as the large plastic dick filled her up, and then she began to ride up and down on it, as Emma began raising her hips to help.
She reached up and began pulling on Ruth's nipples, tugging harder as she spoke to her. "Did you like it when your son fucked you? Did you like his hands on your naked flesh, did you like cumming on his cock, the feeling of his hot spunk filling you up, knowing it was your son fucking you so hard? Did you? Tell me!"
I've watched a lot of lesbian action in porno films, but it was nothing like this! Mum was sweating like a long distance runner, and working her hips to get as much leverage as possible as she rode up and down on Emma. "Did I want him? Did I want his hard cock in me? Did I want to feel his cum dripping off my chin and onto my tits? Oh God yes! Knowing he is my own son makes it even better…and nastier as well!" She looked at me through lust filled eyes. "Come here son of mine, I want to suck your beautiful cock before you fuck me up the arse."
Never one to disobey a parent, I offered my throbbing dick up to my mothers lips. She sucked it into her mouth, running her tongue along the length. I felt Emma licking my balls at the same time as I straddled her head. I grabbed a handful of my mother's hair and began to face fuck her, forcing my dick down her throat. Emma quickly took up the same rhythm as me, plunging the dildo into her as I pulled out, and vice versa.
As Ruth shook her way through yet another orgasm, I pulled out of hr mouth and moved round to kneel between Emma's splayed legs. It was an amazing sight, watching the plastic prick slide in and out of my mother, and I could see it was coated with her juices. Emma slowed down, and my mother wriggled her backside at me invitingly. Although my cock was wet with her saliva, she was already stretched by the dildo, and it was a bit of a struggle sliding my cock into her arse. She whimpered in pain, "Oh that hurts…but it feels so good as well!" Throwing caution to the wind, I pulled her arse cheeks apart, and slammed myself deep into her. Her whole body stiffened as if an electric current had passed through her, and then she half laughed, half moaned "Boy, I needed that. Now c'mon you two motherfuckers, lets go!"
Grabbing her hips, I began a slow thrusting motion, burying my cock deep in her arse and then withdrawing until just the head remained in her. Underneath us, Emma did the same, and soon we were both sawing in and out of my mother, who seemed to be in the middle of one continuous orgasm. It was very strange feeling the contours of the plastic penis through the thin walls of my mum's insides, and it just added to the erotic sensations pulsing through me.
The campaign to bed my Mother had succeeded. The very fact that I was ball deep up her arse whilst my girlfriend was fucking her receptive cunt with a strap on whilst they French kissed beneath me meant that it was likely to be a permanent affair, rather than an embarrassing one off. I felt the tingling sensation in my balls that meant I was near to cumming. I began to thrust faster and faster, and Emma picked up the pace too. Mother had just about lost it. She was drenched in sweat, her nails dug into the carpet, and her head was buried in Emma's neck.
"Here I cum mother. I'm gonna fill your arse up with my hot cum!" I grunted as I shot another load deep into her bowels. She arched her back, and screamed with joy, before collapsing, sobbing, onto the naked body of my partner. I fell back against the settee, gasping for breath, and watched as Emma gently pulled the dildo out of my mother. My cum dribbled out of her arse and dripped over her red cunt. Exhausted, Ruth rolled off Emma and lay on her back on the floor, tenderly rubbing cum into her sore pussy lips. She looked at me and smiled, "when your father was alive, we used to swing with another couple. If they are free this weekend, do you and Emma fancy joining us for a real gangbang…?"