My wife Karen is the sexiest lady I know. Just looking at her is enough to make any mans dick harder than hell. Even if she has clothes on, she is one sexy lady. Karen is the type of lady that when it comes to sex, she wants to do it all and have as much fun as she can. We have shared our sex lives with alot of couple and alot of single men and ladies. But I have to be honest, the last time I shared her was the best. I had taken advantage of Karen when she was out cold on sl**ping pills and allowed the teenager from down the street to have his way with her sexy body. And best of all, Karen to ... Continue»
As always in the early mornings, Karen Thompson was already up, sitting by the table in the kitchen, drinking coffee whilst reading the headlines in the newspaper, not having time for anything else as she was never late for work - being an secretary for one of the bigger companies in the city - and wasn't planning on arriving late this Monday either. She was already dressed, of course, and due to her work she was now wearing a white blouse and a gray, short skirt. Beneath all that she was also wearing a red bra, pushing her average sized but well rounded breasts up nicely, as well as a matching thong, not at all covering her amazing looking behind. Perhaps it would have been more comfortable with just wearing a pair of plain old white cotton panties, having to wear them all day, but Karen enjoyed the feeling of being sexy, and she really did like all the attention she always got while at work, sometimes bending over to grab something really "important" from the lowest place in filing cabinet next to her desk (something she did quite often, even if she didn't really need anything from there), showing some of her male colleagues her almost completely naked ass.
Turning to the last page in her newspaper, preparing to go get the car keys in the hallway and finally leave for work, having taken a small glimpse at her watch, Karen suddenly thought she heard someone sneaking down the stairs. She hold her breath for a while, trying to figure out who it was. If it wasn't a burglar, which she very much doubted, it could only be either her husband, George, or her son, Brian.
After listening to the steps for a while, she soon came to the conclusion it must be Brian, only he could be that light-footed.
And she was right. Wearing nothing but his underwear (having claimed he was a "big" boy now, not wanting the pajamas anymore - though Karen had saved all of them in case he changed his mind!) he stepped into the kitchen, his naked little feet barley making any sound on the chess patterned floor.
"You're up early!" Karen whispered, reaching out with her right arm, showing him she wanted him to come sit up in her lap. He must be feeling cold, she thought, considering he was almost naked, walking around in their big house, and especially after walking on that cold kitchen floor. She was a bit surprised to see him up. Despite his young age, he seldom got up before 7:30. "What are you doing up?"
Now sitting in her lap, snuggling with her for a moment, making himself comfortable as his mother also held him tight, he said: "I just can't sl**p mommy."
"Well", she said, "but it's way to early for you to be up right now, your daddy needs to sl**p for at least two more hours. He got home from work just a couple of hours ago. If he don't get his sl**p, he'll be really tired when helping you to get ready for school later. And now mommy needs to go to work... Do you want a glass of milk?"
Brian shrugged his shoulders. "Can't you do what you did to me last night, play with my penis?" Karen couldn't fail to notice the excitement in his voice. "I know I got really tired after you made me... ehm..."
"Cum", Karen grinned, amused by the look on her son's face when he tried to remember what she'd taught him yesterday, "you mean after I'd made you cum."
"Please mommy? I promise I'll be a good boy all day."
"You do?" Karen said with a smile, pretending to give his offer a lot of thought. "Well... OK then."
"Really mom?" the boy said happily.
"Yes sweetheart, but remember to keep your voice down."
Karen noticed that her son now was real anxious to get moving, wanting more than anything to have his mother's soft hands on his eager cock, but Karen had something even more pleasurable in mind. "Brian."
"What do you say we try something new? Something ever better?"
"Something ever better?" Brian didn't know what to think.
"Yes..." Karen started saying, feeling how her cunt got wetter by every second just thinking about what she was about to tell him. "What do you say I let you put your penis inside of me?"
"Inside-", Brian said out loud, remembering he had to speak quietly, "...inside your mouth?"
"No, I mean", Karen showed with her finger where she meant, pointing between her legs, "in my... vagina."
"In your vagina?" the boy said a bit amazed, hardly not believing what he just heard. He didn't know much about girls or women. Pretty much nothing at all in fact, especially not about their bodies. But he did know they had a hole instead of a penis, though he hadn't given much thought to the fact that a penis actually went inside that hole. Or, as he just learned, vagina. "Will it feel good?"
"Yes it will. Your father likes to put his penis inside of my vagina almost every night."
"Enough talking, baby", she said, playfully patting his soft golden hair, starting to feel a bit inpatient already, "let's sneak up to your room and I'll show you how it's done... and help you get to sl**p."
Brian didn't need to be told twice. Right away he jumped down from his mother's lap, and then they both, silently, walked up the stairs. Karen could easily tell her son was exited, when she'd gone up half the stairs he was already on the second floor. He stopped there, waiting for her to join him.
"Now", Karen said, "let's be extra quiet when sneaking past the door to your father's and mine bedroom, OK?"
"OK mom", Brian whispered, turned around, took a few steps, and when he was next to the master bedroom door, where his father where sl**ping, made these exaggerated sneaking steps, like one usually sees in comics, almost making Karen giggle.
Soon they reached the door to Brian's room, and Karen closed it behind them once inside. The room was dark, and the only source of light was Brian's night lamp, making a light blue shine next to his bed, which was build to look like a red race car.
"Take of your underwear", Karen said.
Brian instantly did as he was told, only taking a second for him to remove his underwear, exposing his tiny penis and hairless balls, then stepping out of the underwear, pushing the garment aside with his left foot.
"Aren't you going to pick those up and put them on the chair over there?" Karen suggested, enjoying the fact that Brian now did everything she told him to do, without even complaining about it. Unusual for a k** his age.
Brian once again did what he was told, quickly picking up his underwear and neatly put them on the chair by his small desk. Karen smiled at him, thinking it would be a piece of cake rising this k** up from now on. All she would have to do would be to tell him he could fuck with her IF he did this and that.
Karen reached up under her skirt, grabbing the hem of her panties and pulled them down. Slowly. Almost to slowly for her inpatient little boy, who's cock already had started to grow in size, even though the boy didn't quite know what was about to happen. But maybe his little cock knew what was going on.
Karen stepped out of her panties, now completely soaked with her womanly juices, and put them on the chair. Then she looked at Brian's bed. It wasn't very big, at least not for her it wasn't, though when they bought it they didn't think she was going to lay there with him. 'Oh well', she thought, 'it's better than the floor'. With that, she pulled up her skirt, showing her naked ass for her son, after which she pushed the covers on the bed against the wall. Then she sat down on the bed, looking at her son standing next to it, his cock now as big and hard it could possibly get. Because of his age, it wasn't very big, but she didn't care. If anything it made her even more horny, knowing it was a small c***d, her own son, that she was going to have sex with.
Seeing he was ready to go, and probably just as impatient as she was, or even more, she grinned at him when she laid down in the bed, pulling up her skirt some more, and spread her shapely legs.
"Come on here, Brian. Lay down on top of me. Don't be afraid."
Brian's eyes widened as he got closer to his mom, staring at the area between her legs, thinking it didn't quite look as he'd expected. Karen didn't shave her cunt completely, just a bit of trimming now and then when needed, and it was obvious Brian wanted to ask (among thousands of other questions, she was sure) why she even had hair down there. But he also had a aching hard on and he didn't seem to want to waste more time, and he didn't say anything. Instead, he laid down on top of his mother, soon feeling the heat coming from between her legs and also getting some of her wetness on himself. Pee? No, at least he didn't think so. It must be something else.
Karen didn't want to waste any more time either, explaining every little thing to him, so she just gently grabbed her little boy's cock, and placed it at the opening of her wet cunt, right between her cuntlips, wanting a hard cock to slide between them.
No more help was needed, as Brian instinctively pushed his little cock all the way inside of her, from where he once came, making his mother smile when she thought about it. "Good boy", she said, squeezing his little cock with all her might with her strong cunt muscles. "Now fuck your mommy!"
Brian wasn't too sure what she wanted, at first. It didn't take him too long though, before he realized she wanted him to shove his penis in and out of her hole, and he certainly didn't mind doing that! Slowly at first, he started fucking her, steadily increasing his pace as he got into rhythm. As any boy, or man, he was a natural talent.
"That's it, sweetie", Karen said looking down at him, her right arm resting over his back, her left hand on his cute butt, "that's it... You're making your mother so happy!"
Brian didn't hear a word of what his mother said, fucking like there was no tomorrow. Despite that, Karen didn't think she was going to be able to get an orgasm, he was too eager and inexperienced, but she'd expected that, and there would be more opportunities like this later on, where she could teach him how to do it more properly, not just focus on his own pleasure.
But at that very moment, she was more than happy just to let him fuck her, without having to worry about anything, just let him tire himself out, cuming inside of her. He wasn't yet old enough to actually produce cum, something she found out yesterday when giving him a hand job on the couch in the living room, but there was no doubt he'd enjoyed his orgasm then.
While Karen was thinking of all that, as well as all the pleasure she and her son was going to have together in a very near future, Brian didn't think at all. He just shoved is cock in and out of his mother's cunt over and over again, his cock almost slipping out a few times, but Karen kept him in place. He was so wild, at one point, she almost felt the need to tell him to take it easy, fearing the bed's bounces into the wall could be heard by his father in the next room. But just as she were about to tell him that, he'd already achieved his goal. 'So soon?' She thought. But then again, not only had he been fucking her with the speed of light, it was also his first time inside of a hot, wet cunt!
Faster and faster he'd gone, but suddenly he now stopped, and Karen knew exactly what was going on, even though she couldn't feel any of his cum squirting inside of her. She did feel his cock throbbing, giving her a small, delightful orgasm, almost making her shiver.
After a few seconds he started to move again, back and forth, looking up at his mother, tears coming from his eyes. "Oh, mom..." he moaned.
"Does it feel good, honey?" she said softly, gently caressing his head.
Brian didn't answer as his dry orgasm finally was coming to an end, and soon he wasn't moving again, exhausted as he was, having made one of his most tiresome activities yet, in his young life.
"You think you're going to be able to go to sl**p now, sweetie?"
"Uh huh", he mumbled, putting a smile in his mother's face, she holding his worn out and somewhat sweaty body against her own, feeling extremely proud of her boy, who was no longer a virgin. He sure was a big boy now. And real sl**py.