This is a print version of story MOMMY'S LITTLE BOY by sexualperv72 from


Donna Jarvis reclined back on her haunches on the kitchen floor, naked and smiling happily and licking her lips as she swallowed as much of Joe's copious delicious spunk as she could. She had just given her horny sexy son his regular morning blowjob before seeing him off to his employment as a trainee accountant in the city and, as usual, he had once again cum his load in thick hot reams.

The first of Joe's spurts had deposited itself fairly and squarely in the centre of his mother's face, some of it landing across Donna's eyes and nose, a long river that broke into several little streams before running down her cheeks, and she'd shuddered with excitement as she once again enjoyed being thoroughly coated in her son's rich cream.

Donna had quickly opened her mouth to capture the second and third helpings as Joe enjoyed another of his powerful orgasms as he served up his mother's breakfast. It was always the same, his balls produced enough spunk to rival the great porn star Peter North so that no matter how much of his ejaculation Donna managed to catch at the back of her throat, there was always a fair amount which seeped out the corners of her mouth and dripped across her chin and down her neck before running in rivulets across her tits, a deliberate ploy on Donna's part since she loved the feel of her son's warm spunk on her body as well as inside it.

"Oh, so much again, sweetheart," said Donna happily, who never tired of watching Joe shoot his load which she must have done hundreds of times since they'd first become lovers two years earlier.

"Its all yours, mom," Joe said, proud to have once again given his mother another very full load of his thick glossy sperm and looking down at her face which was now a complete mess, her smile virtually unrecognisable through all the spunk.

"You ought to get into porn films," Donna replied, somehow managing to speak through the goo, when Joe's latest supply finally dried up and she watched as her son's big uncircumcised prick started to deflate before her eyes, his amazing foreskin enclosing over his greasy purple knobhead as he came down from the intensity of his orgasm.

"Thanks, mom," Joe replied, looking down at his mother's face and tits covered in a thick layer of his white hot i****tuous spunk, "you tell me that all the time. That's because you're such a great cocksucker."

"And its also because you've got such a lovely big suckable cock," replied Donna. "I'm so pleased we have this special relationship," she added, saying the same thing she had said almost every day for the past two years.

"Me too, mom," said Joe as he tucked his twenty years old manhood and his sweaty cum-quenched balls back inside his pants and zipped himself up, "now I must get going else I'll be late."

"Of course," said Donna, giving the resultant bulge in Joe's pants a little pat and thinking how handsome he looked in his business suit, complete with a white shirt and tie, "we'll have a lot more fun tonight."

"Too fucking right we will, mom," replied Joe, smiling at his still youthful-looking thirty-eight years old mother and throwing his bag over his right shoulder. "I can hardly wait to give you another good fucking."

"Me neither," said Donna. "Last night was fabulous, you just get better and better. Its such a shame you have to go to work."

"Needs must, mom," Joe replied, "got to earn a living somehow."

"Like I said, sweetheart," Donna replied, standing up, "with your body and cumshots like the one you've just delivered, a porn studio would snap you up."

"Yeah, sure," Joe replied, giggling. "And what if anyone I work with now or the neighbours recognised me? Besides, I've told you enough times you're the only person I want. Being a porn star would mean having it off with all and sundry, I might even have to do the gay stuff."

"I can't see you doing that, sweetheart," Donna replied, dismissing the thought that Joe could probably easily take it up the ass from another man since he loved being on the receiving end of her strap-on which, as far as she could make out, amounted to more or less the same thing.

"Its nice of you to confirm you only have eyes for me," Donna went on. "As I only have eyes for you. Ooh, I feel a song coming on."

"In that case, then, I'm going," laughed Joe.

Donna giggled and kissed Joe on the lips, a hard kiss in which they sent their respective tongues into each others' mouths and which went well beyond the bounds of mother and son propriety but then so does sucking him off. A kiss is just a kiss, so the old song goes, and is therefore the least of their worries, not that they worry at all about their taboo lifestyle, both of them having enormous sex drives so that they make love as often as they can, which is every day and sometimes more than twice.

They broke the kiss at last and Joe, having tasted his own spunk, wiped his face with a towel and then left the house, very reluctantly it has to be said. Donna went over to the window and watched her son walk away down the drive, lifting the flaps of his jacket to put his hands in his pockets, allowing the centre vent to splay into an archway and pulling his pants tight around his cheeks to reveal the decidedly erotic shape of his ass.

This was deliberate on Joe's part since he knew his mother had a real fetish for his bottom and loved him to show his curves off to her, nude or otherwise, at the littlest opportunity. This was one of those opportunities and as Joe walked away from the house, he could feel his mother's eyes digging into his back and watching his swaying buttocks as he walked towards the gate.

Donna wiped her face with a towel to get a better look and thinking as she always did how wonderful if was to be able to admire her son's physical attributes quite openly, unlike the days before Joe had seduced her when she had had to cast furtive glances at his ass and package secretly covered up by his clothes. It was only after that momentous day two years earlier, when she had fallen for Joe's i****tuous charms and the power of his seduction hook, line and sinker, that they had both happily abandoned their clothes to live as nudists except when clothes were necessary, of course, like they were now for Joe setting out to work with a spring in his step after another scintillating orgasm brought on by his doting mother.

As Joe continued on his way down the garden path, Donna's eyes were on stalks as she focused them on her son's well-defined bottom, the shapely cheeks rubbing together inside his pants and framed by the splayed vent of his jacket which seemed to have gotten wider, his hands still deep in his pockets. To say Donna was besotted with her son's buttocks would be an understatement.

"I bet there are plenty of other women, and men too, probably," Donna mused to herself as she started to finger her fanny, "who'd like to get their hands on my boy's divine ass, and his prick, too. But they don't stand a chance," she giggled, remembering the many times Joe had pledged his love and commitment to her and her alone.

On that Joe had never wavered, Donna often reflected since, deep down, she had thought that once they'd done it a few times, Joe would move on like every other man she had known to seek out pastures new. But no, he had remained entirely faithful to her and true to his word, displaying his love for her in an act of selfless sincerity. No matter that she and Joe were mother and son, the fact that their sexual relationship was regarded as taboo only heightened the fun of each and every one of their illicit sex sessions.

Joe was fully aware his mother was clocking his ass as he walked towards the gate, wiggling his bum cheeks provocatively and commanding all Donna's attention on his backside whose alluring curves were now fully accentuated by the continued splaying of the vent in his jacket. He could feel himself getting horny again and wanted to turn round and go back indoors, telephone work and lie through his teeth to his boss that he was sick, and instead spend the whole day sucking and fucking with his mother but there was an important meeting at the office to-day which was crucial to his chances of promotion.

Thus, fighting back his desires, Joe simply turned, taok his hands out of his pockets and blew Donna a kiss, who blew one back through the kitchen window. Then, smiling, he turned on his heel and was gone, heading for the station for his daily commute and leaving his mother to her own devices, alas, for several hours ...


In the couple of years since they had started out on their special relationship, as Donna called it, she and Joe have long banished any thoughts of guilt and shame though Donna now often laughs at her initial reticence when Joe had first come on to her.

Joe was the result of a one-night stand when Donna was eighteen, some guy she'd met in a club, gone back with and after he'd fucked her, he'd promptly fucked off. Donna's parents had wanted her to have the baby adopted but Donna was having none of it. No matter the hasty sex-for-sex sake in which her son had been conceived, Donna was determined to bring him up as a lone parent and love him and cherish him every day of her life.

As soon as Joe was in his teens and with no father, he quickly became the man of the house, doing all the jobs a husband would and Donna couldn't help but notice what a handsome sexy young man he had become. It had been a shock to her system when it dawned on her that she was casting him glances in a way a mother is not supposed to look at a son but it still didn't stop her from very often, and feeling very guilty, going to her room to masturbate with an image of Joe in her mind's eye as she fingered her fanny and worked up her pussy juice.

"Shit," Donna would murmur as she gave herself a string of orgasms, "I shouldn't be doing this."

Then, one day shortly after Joe's eighteenth birthday, matters had come to a head, quite literally. Joe was up a ladder changing a light bulb, his firm teenage ass cheeks prominently displayed in a pair of tight blue shorts, framed by a matching bum-freezer vest as he stood on the ladder with his weight on one leg. The sight of her son's tight sexy ass encased in his shorts had made Donna's mouth water as she eyed up the way the shorts emphasized the succulent curves of the firm masculine cheeks and the alluring way in which the seam in the material corresponded with the valley of Joe's ass crack.

Joe had caught his mother looking at his bum and had smiled his handsome smile down at her, making Donna blush. She had hated herself for feeling the way she did, Joe was her son but she couldn't help it.

However, unbeknown to Donna, Joe had been having the same thoughts towards her and had been planning to seduce his mother for a long time. He wasn't interested in girts his own age when his mother, still drop dead gorgeous at thirty-six as she then was, was just so damn fucking sexy. Every night and morning, he would masturbate to orgasm and what orgasms they were, real porn star quality cumshots and with each spew of his load, he'd dreamed of the day when he would be allowed to treat his mother to his richer than rich helpings as he worked on his plans to seduce her, not just for a one-off, that in Joe's estimation would be unforgivable, but for a fully committed and permanently loving relationship.

Joe had always been turned on to older women, he couldn't stand the giggly girls of his own age with no experience of life nor love. Even the porn images Joe sometimes looked at and wanked off to on the net were all of women of more mature years but none of those whores showing their tits and asses and spreading their legs to unashamedly showcase their wet pink cunts were as beautiful as his own beautiful mother. Joe had spent hours trawling the i****t sites and discovered that there were literally thousands of mothers and sons who enjoyed sucking and fucking together and had determined to get his mother into bed sooner or later, hopefully sooner.

Joe was aware of the number of unsatisfactory men Donna had had while he was going though puberty, each and every one of them a lousy contender for a lover. He knew that he had what it took to really love his mother, not just as a son but as a lover, too and give her the affection she craved which she simply wasn't getting with all the no-marks she'd managed to get embroiled with so far, including his own father. Thankfully, from Joe's point of view, none of them stayed long, they were just after a shag with no long-term commitment whatsoever, whereas Joe only wanted to be with his mother and love her both mentally and physically every day of his life ...


The opportunity to seduce his mother had presented itself earlier than Joe had expected. As soon as he had finished fixing the light bulb, he had continued to smile down at Donna from his perch on the ladder and had been only too pleased to see her face getting redder by the second as she realised he had twigged that she had been ogling his ass. This was the moment that Joe had been waiting for and it would have been foolish of him not to seize the chance which, to Joe's great delight, Donna was handing unwittingly to him on a plate.

"I'll make some tea," Donna had said, averting her eyes from Joe's ass and hurrying into the kitchen. She had just put the kettle onto boil when Joe had walked up behind her and put his arms around her.

"What are you doing?" Donna had gasped yet finding her son's touch decidedly exciting. "I'm your mother."

"Don't you think I know that?" Joe had said. "Come on mom, I'm a consenting adult now and I've seen the way you've been looking at my ass and I'm pleased you like doing so. Why d'you think I wear my shorts so tight? To turn you on, of course."

"Sweetheart, really!" Donna had laughed, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement that she had been found out and that Joe had realised his ass turned her on. It was absolutely true that she found her son's bottom attractive and never missed an opportunity to get a good look at it when Joe was walking around in his shorts or up ladders fixing light bulbs and though she had often tried to pretend to herself that nothing could be further from the truth, she knew she was dying to see him naked, the beautiful man she had given birth to though she still had had a way to go before abandoning herself to her feelings.

"And not just now when I was up the ladder," Joe had continued. "I'd much rather be up something else," he had added, lasciviously, "you'd have to be blind not to realise I've been looking at you for months, too, mom. You're ass and tits are gorgeous!"

"Darling, you're awful," Donna had found herself admonishing without really meaning to. However, what Joe had said about her being blind was true, she had been surprised to realise, since she had been so wrapped up with her own feelings she hadn't noticed nor even expected her son to be feeling the same way.

Donna obviously knew that Joe masturbated, what young man didn't? But she had assumed, in her ignorance, that he was doing so over porn images on his computer, which, of course, he did, but never for a moment believing that most of the time he might be wanking thinking about her while Donna did the same thinking about him in the adjoining bedroom.

Donna's heart had been in her mouth as she had found herself getting more excited at the prospect of where this was leading. Her emotions had been all over the place, every fibre of her being wanting to give in to her feelings while her addled brain had told her she would be crossing a very taboo threshold if she did.

"I've heard you masturbating in your room, too, mom" Joe had cut into her thoughts, "just about every time after you've cast me your sly glances."

"I don't know what you mean," Donna had said, saying the exact opposite to the truth, "and it's very naughty of you to come spying on your mother."

"Don't give me that, mom," Joe had said, "you know you're up for it and you must know that I wank, too. Frequently. Why should we do so separately when we can pool our resources and enjoy ourselves together?"

"Because mothers and sons don't do things like that together, that's why," Donna had mumbled in reply, though secretly thinking why on earth not? She was both hating and loving the sensations she was experiencing with equal measure and she had had to admit that Joe had a very good way of putting his case to her. "Pool our resources", she would never have thought of it in such a way if Joe hadn't said it like that.

"Oh yes they do," Joe had replied to Donna's remark, "you've only got to look at the porn sites on the Internet to see that i****t is much more common than most people realise. Moms and sons, dads and daughters, b*****rs and s****rs, aunts and nephews, even gay fathers and sons and sometimes whole families ..."

"Yes, all right," Donna had interrupted, unsure if she was surprised or not to hear Joe confess he had been trawling porn sites devoted to f****y sex, "I hear what you say."

"And you're not exactly running away, are you, mom?" Joe had persisted as Donna had continued to display reluctance. "In any case, why shouldn't we show our love for each other a bit more ... well, lovingly?"

"Because, as you say, this is i****t, sweetheart," Donna had continued, her emotions all over the place, "it's against the rules."

"Whose rules, mom? Certainly not mine nor yours nor all those other people worldwide who enjoy keeping it in the f****y. Who cares what the fucking rules are? What consenting adults do is no concern of anyone else."

Donna had gasped, having never heard Joe swear before. "Come on, mom," he had continued to coax, "there's only us here. You know you want to."

It had been with a thrilling sense of shock that Donna had listened to Joe's words. Almost all her senses had told her to push him away, that this was wrong but the nerve cells in her brain had been sending out quite different messages and she had not been at all sure how long she could keep the pretence going ...


It was when Joe's hands had strayed upwards to fondle her tits, slipping his hands through her blouse and squeezing her nipples, that Donna had finally found herself tipping over the edge, she could stand the suspense no longer and thus had been unable to hold back. At that pivotal moment two years ago, Donna had finally caved in to her feelings, making an irreversible decision that was to change her and Joe's lives forever as she and her son crossed the boundary of one of society's greatest taboos.

"Gee, mom," Joe had gone on, nuzzling his face into the side of her neck, "your tits are absolutely awesome. I want to love you forever, mom, and I promise you, you'll never have to look for another man again."

Donna had swung round and smiled at Joe, the tea forgotten even though the kettle had long boiled, assuaging her guilt in the final realisation that this was what they both wanted and furthermore wanting consensually. She'd had enough of the one-night stands and those who only stayed a few weeks. What could possibly be wrong in accepting this proposal from a gorgeous young man, even if he was her son, who had promised to love her completely for the rest of her life?

As Donna had continued smiling, she had risked glancing down at Joe's crotch and had been pleased to see the outline of a very large bulge obscenely tenting out the front of his shorts. She had then tentatively reached out a hand, her long fingernails like talons as the hand seemed to wrap itself of its own free will around the formidable package.

"Like I said, mom," Joe had said, smiling as Donna had continued rubbing his prick through his shorts and he had known he was getting somewhere at last, "you're not running away, are you, standing there with your hand on my crotch?"

Joe had then bent down and kissed his mother on the lips, not giving her even a second's chance to refuse, and again despite herself Donna had responded all too willingly. Joe's kiss was sensuous, in a way she had never been kissed before, and Donna responded hungrily, driven by the newfound pleasures that were starting to course through her sexually charged body and it was with a jolt that she had realised that Joe's powers of persuasion had had success written all over them right from the start.

"Come on, mom," Joe had said again, this time with an edge to his voice. He'd got this far and was not going to let the chance he'd been waiting for slip sliding away.

"OK," Donna had said when they had broken the kiss, as if confirming to herself the decision she had just made and realising there was no sense in fighting her feelings any longer. After all, there was, as Joe had said, only the two of them since her parents had both died within a few years of each other, several years earlier, and she had now figured that provided she and Joe were careful and stayed in the privacy of their home, then there was no reason why anybody should be any the wiser.

"Let's do it," she had continued, giggling as the words and music of the famous Cole Porter song had started up in her head. If educated fleas could do it, Donna had reasoned, then so could a real live mother and son. She wasn't too sure about Siamese twins, though.

Joe had been beside himself with pride that his persistence had paid off and that his powers of persuasion in the long planned seduction of his mother had done the trick as he turned and lead the way ahead of her, treating Donna to another view of his shorts-clad ass cheeks rubbing together as he walked in front of her and began to step up the stairs.

Donna had been equally beside herself with maternal pride as she watched the two magnificent globes of her son's bum jostling inside his shorts as he climbed the stairs, it was and still is the most attractive male bottom she had ever seen, even allowing for the fact that she is his mother and therefore completely biased.

"Your ass is fantastic, sweetheart," Donna had said when they'd got to her bedroom, "I just can't take my eyes off it."

Before Joe had been able to say anything, Donna had slid down onto her knees behind him so that his firm masculine buttocks had then been in her direct line of vision. Having made her decision to have sex with her own son, she had gone past the point of no return and had been feeling quite blasé at that moment as she determined to forget her earlier misgivings and just get on with enjoying herself.

"Oh my, sweetheart," Donna had said, reaching out a hand and touching up and kneading Joe's ass cheeks with her hands, enjoying the silky soft feel of them through the tight blue shorts, "this is so nice. Your ass feels so good."

Joe had looked over his shoulder at his mother and grinned down at her as she had continued ogling and fondling his backside. "I'm pleased you like my ass, mom," he had said, "it feels good for me, too. But I've something else you'll like better."

"I wonder what that could be," Donna had replied, grinning from ear to ear.

Joe had then turned to face his mother and had reached inside his shorts to take out his aroused prick. The long membrane had sprung out almost of its own accord, having a mind of its own and glad to be free from the constraints of the shorts, and had almost hit Donna in the face.

"Here it is, mom," Joe had replied, exposing himself to her at last, "take a look at this."

"Oh my word!" Donna had said, as Joe retracted his foreskin to proudly display the bulbous pink knobhead, complemented by a pair of big sweaty balls, "it's huge, much bigger than your ..."

Donna had just stopped herself in time. "Sorry," she had mumbled, almost inaudibly.

"'s Ok, mom," Joe had said, "you were gonna say I'm much bigger than the father I've never known. That makes me really proud, knowing I've a bigger prick than that so-and-so."

"Yes," Donna had replied, "but, let's be fair, without him, you wouldn't be here and we wouldn't now be having such a great time. But you are much bigger and better than him, of course," she had added quickly as Joe had treated her to a look of consternation. He'd never met his father but he hated him for the way he had left his darling mother to bring him up all alone and there was no way he wanted to be compared to him, not even in the cock stakes.

Donna had seen her son's prick when he was a baby of course but Joe had grown a lot since then and, even though she had always known he would be a big boy one day, she had smiled as she had continued to look at him while he had made it very obvious that he was, indeed, now a man, no longer the little boy whom she'd taken on his first day to school and he had tugged on her arm, not wanting to go in. Those days seemed like half a lifetime ago when any ideas of having sex with her own son would have been too fantastic for Donna to even contemplate ...


As Joe had stood naked before her on their very first day as lovers and obviously very much a man, no longer her little boy, Donna had just not been able to believe how magnificent his penis was, and is - much bigger and juicier than his father's had been, wherever he was now.

The rest of that day and evening, Donna and Joe had had i****tuous sex for the first time in their lives, though they preferred to call it making love as they'd sucked and fucked with a deep kind of love mixed with pure wanton lust. Joe had been the first to strip, dropping his shorts and lifting his vest over his head and then standing naked in front of his mother with his cock so hard it pointed up to the ceiling.

"Like what you see, mom?" he had said with that lascivious tone in his voice that Donna has come to know very well in the ensuing two years.

"It's beautiful, darling," Donna had replied as her son had continued to proudly display his nakedness to her without so much as a blush. "And your balls are magnificent, as big as oranges," she had added.

They had both burst out laughing at that, a joyous laugh that echoed around the room and had finally broken the ice once and for all.

"Well," Joe had said, still choking back his giggles, "I'll take that as a compliment."

Joe had felt no embarrassment whatsoever at his full frontal nudity as he had stood before Donna with his hard throbbing cock in his hand, quite the reverse in fact. It had felt absolutely wonderful to know that his plans had come to fruition and he had treated Donna to a smile of appreciation as he'd turned to show his mother his now bare ass.

Donna had rewarded her son with a low whistle of pride and admiration as her eyes had taken in the firm round arcs of his bum protruding out in two delightful curves from the top of his legs and the long slit of his crack. His ass was, and still is, just as beautiful to behold naked, Donna had thought, as when encumbered by his shorts.

She had thought she was dreaming, any moment she would wake up and feel guilty for having these fantasies of sex with her own son and would try her best to shrug these off by doing the hoovering or losing herself to the pleasures of one of her Frank Sinatra CDs. But no, as her breath had started to come in short sharp gasps, there had been her son flaunting himself before her, as naked as the day he had been born.

"Oh, Joe," Donna had said, "you are one hell of a sexy man," she had continued, as her eyes had swept over his naked body from tip to toe, taking in his magnificent six-pack, finely honed by frequent trips to the gym, as he'd turned to face her again. "I couldn't be more proud of you if I tried."

"Thanks, mom," Joe had replied, gripping his prick which remained rock hard in his hand. "I'm proud of you, too. Now its your turn."

"Pardon?" Donna had said, in all innocence.

"To strip off," Joe had replied. "Come on, mom, it'll be much nicer both of us being naked. You don't have to feel any embarrassment, it's only a couple of bodies and everyone has one."

"Yes," Donna had replied with a bemused grin on her face, "but not everybody gets to see them without their clothes on, especially mothers and sons. It's not ... well, normal," she had added, searching for words.

"How d'you define normality, mom?" Joe had asked. "There are all kinds and this feels perfectly normal to me."

"Of course, sweetheart," Donna had replied, "its just that what we are embarking on takes a bit of getting used to."

"Like I said, mom," Joe had rejoined, "I assure you this isn't going to be a quick shag and that's that. I'm not like those rats you've had in the past. I'll say it again if you're not convinced. I will love you every day of your life."

Donna had felt like crying then but had quickly recovered her composure, she didn't want things to turn mawkish. What they were about to do was meant to be enjoyable, as sex with real love is.

"OK, sweetheart," Donna had said, "I know you're sincere, in fact you couldn't be moreso if you tried."

Then she had stood up and without another word, had begun to remove her clothes, feeling very decadent doing so with her already undressed son standing there watching intently.

Donna had taken off her blouse first and then unhooked her bra, letting her big tits fall out first while Joe had licked his lips as his mother's milk jugs had come into view. Next, she had carefully removed her stockings, making sure not to ladder them, and then had come her skirt until finally Donna had been left standing in front of Joe in just her panties.

"And the rest," Joe had said, treating Donna to a cheeky grin.

Oh well, Donna had thought, here goes. Quickly, she had stepped out of panties and had thrown them onto the pile of her other garments which were languishing on the bedroom floor. Then she had stood naked in front of her son with one hand cupping her tits and the other fingering her fanny. Both in the nude now, Donna had been surprised to discover how good it felt to be naked with no embarrassment, as Joe had said it would, while he had stood back to admire his mother's fully disclosed body, giving his pulsating hard-on a little tug as he had done so.

"Gee, mom," Joe had said, "that is just about the best pussy I've ever seen. Those sluts showing themselves off on the Internet can't hold a candle to you."

Donna had been thrilled to hear such a heartfelt compliment and had been about to voice her thanks but had then been stopped in her tracks as Joe had advanced towards her and had folded her into his arms, kissing her deeply on the lips. Donna had gasped as Joe's undiminished erection had pressed its hardness up against her pussy as she had responded to the kiss and which had lasted several minutes as they'd snaked their tongues in and out of each other's mouth, a kiss that had seemed to her to be even more sensuous than the one Joe had given her when he had been coming onto her, downstairs in the kitchen.

"May I suck your tits, mom?" Joe had asked when they had had to finally come up for air.

"Of course," Donna had replied, "I was rather hoping that you would."

Joe had then declined his head in the direction of his mother's melons, sending out his tongue to lick the erect nipples that stood out proudly from Donna's dark aureoles. Joe had been in paradise, he had seen other sons licking and sucking their mother's tits on the i****t sites on the net and he could hardly believe that he was now consensually being allowed to do the same.

"Oh my darling son," Donna had said as Joe swiped his tongue over the large firm jugs and licked along her cleavage, "that feels so nice."

Although she knew she had made the right decision, Donna had started to feel a bit faint and had had to signify to Joe that she needed to sit down. Joe had then gently lain her down on the bed as he had got on his knees and then had lifted his mother's legs over his shoulders, spreading them and allowing her sweet pink pussy to open wider ...


Before Donna had been able to say anything, Joe had started to touch up her pussy with his hands, enjoying the silky soft feel before placing his head in her hot hairy muff. She had by then fully recovered from her slight fainting fit and was starting to enjoy herself as she had realised she had never felt sexier sharing her nudity with her own equally naked son.

Even though Joe had had no experience with women of any kind, he had defied this fact completely as he had begun tentatively kissing every inch of his mother's pussy and instead of speaking, Donna had found herself whimpering with pleasure, her grunts and groans growing louder as her son ate her pussy.

"Use your tongue, sweetheart," Donna had said, eventually managing to speak and spreading her labia with her hands so that her cunt was then fully exposed, "lick it really hard."

Donna's words had been all the encouragement Joe had needed and he had proceeded to lick his mother's pussy with gusto, exploring every inch of it with what she quickly discovered was a very talented tongue, amazingly so for one who claimed to have never licked pussy before.

"Who else have you done this to, sweetheart?" Donna had asked, smiling across at him.

"No-one, mum," Joe had replied, looking up and smiling back, "all I've ever done is wank since I've been saving myself for you. You're my very first pussy."

"That makes me very proud," Donna had said as Joe had started to run his tongue up and down the slit between her two soft lips for what seemed an eternity and sending electric shock waves through Donna's entire body. She had had no reason to doubt Joe when he'd said she was his first pussy and her pride in him had swelled accordingly.

"Mmmm," Joe had murmured inbetween licks and breathing in the pungent scent of the dripping wet hole from which he had entered the world, "your cunt is beautiful, mom. Tastes so good."

"And it feels good you licking it, sweetheart," Donna had replied as Joe had returned to swiping his tongue along her now sodden twat, lapping up her pussy juice and sending wave after wave of electric-like pleasure through her and she had started shuddering and thrashing about again on the bed.

"You sure are a quick fucking learner," Donna had gone on, the F word which she didn't normally use having escaped from her voice box without so much as a warning. "I'm so pleased you allowed me to be persuaded, darling, you have the technique of seduction off to a fine art."

"That's what watching porn does for you," Joe had replied, laughing.

Joe had always known that his interest in porn would prove fruitful one day and that it was not just entertaining but educational as well, at least to him if not to the world in general where some members of society, who like to interfere in other people's lives because their own are so empty, would prefer to have all forms of adult pornography banned.

However, whether it had been down to watching porn or not, it hadn't taken Joe long for his tongue to find his mother's swollen clitoris. He had immediately started to run rings around it, getting more and more confident as he had gotten into his stride, making Donna cry out with pleasure as all her earlier reticence had disappeared like the wind and she'd laid back, only too happy to let her cunt be practised on by her son's virgin hot tongue ...


Donna had alternated between quiet whimpering and loud cries of ecstasy as Joe had started to prove himself to be a first class cunt licker. Lots of men had stuck their tongues into her most intimate parts over the years but, in all honesty, Donna could not recall anybody giving her quite the thrill she was then getting and especially surprising and all the more thrilling in view of Joe's inexperience.

"Aaaagh!" Donna had screamed as red hot flames of passion zipped through every crevice of her body as Joe had continued to flick his tongue up and down the groove of her pussy, "don't stop, sweetheart, nobody has ever licked me quite like you."

"Pleased you're enjoying it, mom," Joe had said, momentarily looking up to speak but quickly reinserting his tongue and carrying on with growing confidence from where he'd left off. The feel of his tongue on his mother's clit and the sweet taste of her secreting juices was more intoxicating than Joe had expected and he relinquished his hold on his prick, anxious not to blow his load too soon.

"I certainly am, sweetheart," Donna had replied, "there's nothing quite like a long drawn out clit licking to make a woman feel good."

Joe had smiled up at Donna as he'd continued administering the cunnilingus. His planned seduction had gone like a dream and he was not going to stop just then after having worked so hard to get where he was at that very moment.

Donna had closed her eyes as her body had begun shuddering once more with every scintillating flick of Joe's tongue. Every now and then, she had opened her eyes and smiled as she'd seen Joe tugging on his cock, his erection undiminished, until eventually he had relinquished the tongue-lashing and stood up with his hard throbbing cock once again in his hand.

"Would you like to do something about this, mom?" Joe had asked, having never had a blowjob before and thrilled to the core that the person to give him the very first suck of his cock was his own mother. "After all, one good turn deserves another."

Donna had trembled with excitement, all the last remnants of guilt that had persisted since she had made her decision now completely evaporated and she had been determined to enjoy her first tentative steps in i****t, feeling, she had thought to herself, like an athlete going for gold at the Olympics. She had quickly slipped off the bed and manoeuvred herself into a kneeling position as Joe had retracted his foreskin to expose his well-rounded knobhead, slick and greasy with pre-cum.

Then, just as quickly, Donna had opened her mouth and stuck out her experienced tongue as Joe had stepped forward, determined to make his first ever blowjob one to savor and remember forever. The head of Joe's prick had been smeared in pre-cum oozing from his piss slit and Donna had eagerly lapped up the goo, enjoying the taste, before opening her mouth fully and Joe, without waiting, had slid his teenage hard-on straight into his mother's waiting mouth without any further ado.

"This is it," Donna had thought to herself as she'd tasted the i****tuous pole for the very first time, "I've done it now."

"Oh yeah, mom," Joe had said, "suck my cock, that feels great."

Donna had smiled, pleased to have heard Joe's words confirming that she had lost none of her blowjob skills since she'd last had a man several months previously as she'd found herself enjoying to the full the feel and taste of her son in her mouth and proud to hear Joe's grunts of pleasure, signifying a job well done.

Joe had felt himself seemingly ascending to a higher level with his own mother giving him his very first blowjob. Donna was, and is, a great cocksucker, she had never had any complaints from the men she'd been with in the past, and she had been determined to show Joe just what his mother was made of and sending Joe wild with desire.

Donna had sucked Joe's prick as if cock sucking was going out of fashion. In spite of her years of experience, she had been so hungry for her son's stiff pole that it was almost as if she was the virgin and not the other way round as she kept the thick rod in her mouth for as long as possible, sucking so hard the head of Joe's knob had puffed out her cheeks, before she'd had to relinquish it, gasping for breath.

"Fucking hell, mom," Joe had said, "you sure know how to suck."

Donna had smiled and reached out with her right hand to cup Joe's balls in them.

"Let me show you something else I'm good at," she had said and then she had promptly stuck out her tongue and begun to swipe it all over Joe's sweaty spunk-filled nut sacs. Her left hand had simultaneously snaked round his back and gripped his ass cheeks and Joe had felt his legs buckle from the onslaught of his mother's tongue around his balls and the sensations in his backside as Donna had touched up his ass.

It had all been beyond Joe's wildest dreams and Donna's too, Joe discovering sex for the first time and his mother discovering just what it was like to have sex, not for the first time as such but certainly the first time with someone who actually cared about her. Now that she was no longer fighting the doubts she had had, she had lost herself completely in the joy of true loving sex for the very first time and she had known then that, whatever society's take on i****t might be, for her and Joe it felt completely and utterly right ...


Later that evening, they'd sixty-nined for ages with Donna hungrily sucking Joe's cock and licking his balls while Joe returned the compliment on her pussy with his hot wet tongue before they had both got down to some serious rimming of each other's assholes.

Donna had never licked a man's asshole before and had been surprised to discover how enjoyable it was although the fact it was her son's asshole went a long way to heightening the pleasure. She could scarcely contain her excitement as Joe had climbed over her, placing his knees either side of her body with his head in her muff, and had clasped his buns with his hands and parted his cheeks, exposing his glorious pink rosebud.

"Oh, sweetheart," she had said, her mouth watering as she'd watched the lines forming along the walls of Joe's asshole as he'd stretched it wider for her inspection, "your asshole is magnificent. Is showing it off like this another thing you've learned through watching porn?"

"Certainly is, mom," Joe had replied. "You said you liked looking at my bum but I bet you never thought you'd see it like this," he'd continued as he'd started to wink his asshole, working his anal muscles in and out so that Donna's tongue had snaked automatically out of her mouth, as if on a spring, and she'd hurriedly allowed it to make contact with her son's by then wide open asshole as she'd fully submitted herself to him, having fallen completely under his spell.

Donna had run her tongue along the crack of Joe's ass, licking the walls before diving deep into his hole, making him cry out from the sensations he was experiencing for the very first time. Even when planning his seduction, he'd not expected that his mother would go this far and lick his asshole but he'd been very pleased that she had and rimming was to become a regular part of their love-making.

Likewise, Donna loved the feel of Joe licking her asshole before returning his tongue to her cunt and preparing it for fucking with his massive rod and which had been better than anything Donna had experienced with his long lost father and the guys she had had since - and there had been a few of those while Joe had been growing up.

That night, Joe had proved himself a most sensuous lover as Donna took his virginity, all her earlier misgivings having been completely forgotten when she had surrendered her cunt completely to her son's then eighteen years old prick, lying on her side on the bed and lifting her right leg high in the air as Joe had moved in alongside her to take her from behind.

He had entered her gently, sliding his eight inches of man meat in all the way up to the balls, no ramming like Donna had seen done in porn films and as he started to increase the pressure, she had not been able to believe how great it had felt, different to all the other fucks she had ever had in her life and for one simple reason. The cock that was at that moment penetrating her was not the cock of some no mark she'd picked up in a club, who almost undoubtedly would have gone for the wham bam thank you ma'm approach, but the beautiful cock of her own beautiful son, lovingly and tenderly showing his love for her in the most wonderful way possible.

"That's the way, sweetheart," Donna had said, encouraging Joe every inch of the way, quite literally too, as his hard cock had nudged against the entrance to her love box, "nice and gentle, you're doing fine."

Not only had Donna been amazed but Joe had been amazing himself at how easily he was taking to fucking though the fact that he was fucking his doting mother must have had something to do with it, her words spurring him on, determined to prove to her just how much he loved and cherished her. This was, indeed, sex borne out of true love, like neither of them had had before, and Donna could not believe that Joe had had no previous experience since, as with the cunnilingus, he had fucked her as if he had been doing it for years.

"Oh, sweetheart," Donna had gasped as Joe's cock slid in and out over and over again and, when it was in, all the way up to his balls, "are you sure you've never fucked a woman before?"

"Quite sure, mom," Joe had replied, "I've already told you. You're the first and you'll be the last."

"Well, you're very good at it," Donna had replied, not wanting to tell him the unpalatable truth that she wouldn't always be there but Joe no doubt was aware of that and would cross the bridge when the time came, just as he was crossing the bridge then at that moment. In any case, Donna had thought, I'm not in my dotage and hopefully we shall have many more years together as lovers and partners.

"Thanks, mom," Joe had replied, cutting into Donna's thoughts, "I love you so much, you are the most beautiful lady in the world."

"Oh, sweetheart," Donna had said happily in return, "you say such lovely things. And I love you, too," she had added, "you certainly are a man now, my darling, with that beautiful prick of yours and those lovely big balls."

"I always knew you'd make a man of me one day," Joe had laughed and had then lapsed into silence, as had Donna, only the sounds of their heavy breathing audible as Joe had started to prove to his mother that he was indeed no longer a boy.

"What a motherfucker you've turned out to be," Donna had said eventually, with joyful glee, after ten minutes or more of silence and intense concentration and when they had both been teetering on the brink of orgasm.

"That's right, mom," Joe had replied, "the best motherfucker in the world. No regrets?"

"None whatsoever, sweetheart," Donna had rejoined, glad now to have given in to Joe's seduction, "your prick is mine and my cunt is yours. Go for it, baby, fuck me hard."

Donna had been amazed with herself at just what she was doing, having it off with her own son and, after a beautiful non-stop taboo fucking lasting very many minutes, their orgasmic liquids had flown fast and furious, the combination of Donna's juices and Joe's sperm being all the proof required to seal their newfound way of loving each other. To both Donna and Joe, this was not slutty sex but real love, pure and tender.

Joe's enthusiasm had matched Donna's every which way as she abandoned herself to everything apart from the pleasures of the flesh. To her delight, she was discovering that what Joe had said was true, i****t was great and since they were both consenting adults, then what business was it of anybody else's?

As Joe had continued to fuck her with increased vigor, Donna had giggled to herself, thinking why on earth had she been so reluctant to participate in something that was just so obviously beautiful, plus she had been thankful that her wonderful son had proved to be such an expert in the art of seduction. The words of another song had come into her head as her son's prick once again nudged against her cervix -- this is the end of a beautiful friendship and just the beginning of love.

An altogether different love than the one normally reserved for a mother and son ...


Donna had no longer been fighting her fears as she'd settled into enjoying the hottest sex she had ever had. In point of fact, she had forgotten all about them as they'd picked up their mutual rhythm and Joe had continued to pound in and out of her cunt with his fast learning prick. He had been determined to show how much he loved his mother while also ensuring his own enjoyment, still unable to believe he was actually being allowed to do what he had wanted to do for so long.

"To hell with what society thinks," Donna had mused, letting herself relax just as Joe had let out a loud groan and he'd cum his load, sending long blasts of warm i****tuous sperm flooding into her cunt for the very first time.

Donna had writhed and bucked from the onslaught, Joe's bare buttocks clenching as he'd milked his stupendous orgasm for all he was worth. She had been amazed just how much spunk her gorgeous son was able to produce and how, when they'd got going again after a short break to recharge their batteries, he could quickly make up more for a few extra helpings before they had finally fallen asl**p.

On that mind-blowing premiere of their love-making, after cumming in his mother's cunt Joe had delivered his second cumshot, a couple of hours later, in Donna's mouth and she hadn't stopped swallowing until she had taken as much of it down her throat and into her stomach as she could while also savoring its deliciously salty masculine taste. How proud she had been, too, as she had watched the thick globules of her son's sperm gushing from Joe's stiff fuck pole as he had ejaculated in front of her in full close-up, sending long slithers of white hot creamy spunk flying through the stratosphere, a cumshot better than any she had seen those porn actors produce in her collection of adult movies.

"Oh sweetheart," Donna had said, the helpings of Joe's spunk she hadn't managed to swallow dripping out the corners of her mouth, "what a lot you give me."

"All for you, mom," Joe had replied with a note of pride in his voice. "You're the only person in the world I want to give my spunk to."

That first night together, Donna and Joe had tried just about every fucking position known to man and woman with Donna taking it doggy-style and on her back with her legs in the air. As Joe had carefully lain himself across his mother to re-enter her, she'd reached round with her hands to grip Joe's ass cheeks, luxuriating in and enjoying the feel of the texture of the firm masculine mounds of her own son's naked buttocks.

"Sweetheart, your ass feels so good," she had said as Joe had plowed his erection deeper inside her.

"It's the best ass in the world, mom," Joe had replied, the feel of his mother's hands touching up his bum only helping to make him feel even more horny than he already was. "You're the one that created it and I love the way you play with it."

"Mmm, sweetheart," Donna had replied as she'd continued to knead Joe's ass in her hands, "my very own creation," she had added, going along with Joe and dismissing all thoughts of his father from her mind even though he'd obviously had a hand in things -- and not just a hand, neither.

After a good half hour or more in each position, Donna had then slid down Joe's cock and impaled herself on the thick rod, facing away from him and resting for a moment or two before she'd started posting up and down as Joe had risen to press himself ever deeper into the folds of her cunt. For Donna, sex had never been this good, all the blokes she'd had in the last eighteen years when Joe was growing up - and which had meant waiting until he was safely out of the way at school or out playing football with his mates - paled into insignifance.

Donna had hated Joe's father for getting her pregnant and then waltzing off into the sunset without facing up to his responsibilities but now she thanked him profusely for giving her not only a wonderful and affectionate lover but, as the last two years have proved, a permanent sex partner. Their bl**d ties have transcended their love-making, Donna and Joe now being lovers first and foremost though the f****y link does allow an extra spiciness to their regular day-to-day fuck sessions.

On that first occasion two years earlier, Joe had been on cloud nine as he'd watched Donna's ass bouncing up and down as the walls of his mother's pussy tightened around his prick. Without breaking the fuck, Donna had spun round expertly, as if on a carousel, to face her son, leaning forward and placing her hands on his chest for extra support and smothering him with her big tits in the process.

Donna's aureoles were dark and large, the nipples erect and Joe hadn't wasted a second as he'd lifted his head and begun to suck on the juicy milk jugs, thrilled that these were the very same ones he'd been fed with as a baby.

"Oh yes, sweetheart," Donna had said as the combination of her son's cock in her cunt and his mouth around her tits swelled her to some of the dizziest heights of sexual excitement she had never imagined possible, "you're going to make me cum!"

A few seconds later, Donna had had the first of what was to be several orgasms that evening, and Joe had luxuriated in the feel of his mother's sweet pussy juices running down the shaft of his elongated membrane. He'd pressed the slimy tool back into Donna's cunt and immediately had blown another load, again deep into his mother's pussy. Donna had been enjoying one colossal orgasm after another and she knew then that there would be no going back, her cunt had never felt so good as Joe gave her the best creampie, up to that moment, of her entire life ...


Donna and Joe have sucked, rimmed and fucked every day since that first occasion, two years ago, and when at home together spend all their time in the nude, even when not engaged in activities of the carnal kind since the housework doesn't get done by itself, nor all the odd jobs that Joe sees to. Joe has moved into Donna's bedroom, converting his former bedroom to a study where he and Donna often sit naked together in front of his computer, reading about other mothers and sons who enjoy without shame the same relationship that they enjoy and looking at some who have gone so far as to put their images up on the net and with written accounts of their i****tuous experiences to boot.

And not just mothers and sons. As Joe had said to Donna when he'd first seduced her, all kind of life was there, fathers and daughters, b*****rs and s****rs, gay i****t and sometimes whole families, a parallel universe to the one that non-i****tuous people inhabit.

Donna couldn't imagine going quite as far as these people, however, putting her love life on the Internet and letting the entire world know what she and Joe got up to. It was the privacy and intimacy of their love for each other that made the physical side of things so enjoyable and she didn't want to share it with anyone else and neither did Joe.

The two of them are now fully-fledged lovers and Donna has no need to go out anymore picking up men in bars just to get a good shag which is what, sadly, her sex life had more or less amounted to while Joe was growing up. There had been one or two who seemed like they might prove long term but nothing, sadly, had come of those. And, nowadays, thanks to Joe, Donna was very glad that they hadn't.

Donna had quickly learned, after her first few fucks with Joe, that it was true what the agony aunts said about sex without love being meaningless. She still loved Joe as a mother should but she was also in love with him, too, as Joe was with her, leading to a richly fulfilling sex life, if somewhat unorthodox. But as she had said to herself countless times in the past two years, what had her and Joe's love for each other to do with anybody else? It was their lives and anyone who frowned with disapproval could think what they damn well liked.

Since that glorious first afternoon when her son had succeeded in seducing her, they have done lots of experimenting, aided and abetted by reading of other i****tuous experiences on the net. Donna had even gone into town one afternoon while Joe was at work to visit a sex shop to buy a strap-on after Joe had told her he wouldn't mind seeing what it was like to be fucked in the ass for his nineteenth birthday present. Donna had had to take a deep breath before entering the premises but, once through the beckoning door, had been amazed at the array of sex toys and other goods openly displayed.

Joe had been delighted with the strap-on she had chosen and couldn't wait for his mother to fuck him. He'd got on the bed on his knees and spread his ass cheeks with his hands, gripping them and pulling them apart to expose his twitching and very fuckable asshole to Donna, her eyes fixed on her son's gaping bottom as she strapped the dildo around her middle.

After giggling at herself in the mirror, Donna had walked up behind Joe, knelt down and licked his asshole for several minutes before smearing in some KY, several tubes of which she had had the foresight to also purchase at the sex shop. Then, once Joe's asshole was fully lubricated, she had deftly inserted her prick into his pink puckered anus.

"Yeah, fuck that tight ass, mom," Joe had said, looking over his shoulder and smiling a smile that had made Donna's heart melt with love, "give it to me hard."

"Oh my word," Donna had answered as the plastic contraption disappeared deeper into Joe's tight sweaty tunnel, "I'm actually fucking my own son."

"Yeah, mom, and it feels great," Joe had cried, as Donna had pressed her plastic prick deep into her son's asshole so that the plastic balls nudged against the back of his thighs, "this is the best birthday present I've ever had."

Donna had continued to do exactly as she had been told and Joe had cried out with pain at first but finally, after what seemed a long time, he'd relaxed as the pain became mixed with pleasure and in the year and a bit since then, his hole has become used to his mother's strap-on and he now takes it up the ass with consummate ease like the best professional porn stars. Donna also likes to get fucked in the ass as well and her son is only too happy to oblige her with a good pounding of her anus with his thick rod so that mutual ass-fucking, usually after a good rimming, is now a regular part of their taboo love-making.

"Ten hours or more to wait before he's back," Donna said to herself, glancing at her watch, only a few minutes after Joe had left for work, the bits of his spunk she hadn't quite wiped away with the towel now congealed on her face. "If only it was the weekend, then we could suck and fuck the hours away instead of me sitting here like an idiot waiting."

Donna sighed and went into the bathroom to shower and wash her face of the remains of Joe's spunk before deciding to get on with some housework, not bothering to dress but staying nude and plugging in the hoover with another sigh, this time of resignation. She always found the wait for Joe's return from work insufferable and was counting the long drawn out minutes while looking forward to the moment when Joe would step over the threshold and, as soon as he had, take off his clothes and immediately get down to giving her another passionate drilling of her tight little cunt with his fat rod. They were always so horny after the long wait that their appetite for sex was far greater than it was for food, plus a good fucking before sitting down to another of their naked dinners always helped them relax for another round of sex once the dishes were washed and put away.

At weekends, however, when they hardly went out but spent all their time together as nudists, doing all the usual things that have to be done, Donna and Joe's sex life rose by several notches as they managed to find plenty of time to forget the mundane day-to-day things like the housework, for instance, as they indulged themselves in their favorite pastime - making hot i****tuous love and after two years they both now have the art of pleasuring each other off to perfection ...


Donna had been on the pill for years, in case anyone like Joe's father with no respect or thought for the outcome had turned up on the scene and most of them had been exactly like that. She didn't want to get pregnant again.
Although it was true she had at first been dismayed at getting pregnant with Joe, once she had accepted the fact and decided to bring him up herself, she now felt truly grateful that she had not gone along with her parents in having him adopted since she would not now be enjoying all this fantastic mind-numbing sex every single day of her life, the most fantastic sex imaginable.

Things, the still naked Donna thought to herself, as she often did while getting on with the housework to while away the hours until her beloved sex-mad son returned, do sometimes have a way of working out for the best ...


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