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noip — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 20:36:03 +0000

As the cab pulled up to the front of the big house that sat back far from the road on my uncle’s estate, Connacht, I found that I was a little nervous. It had been some time since I had been here. I remembered fondly my enslavement to my Uncle Solomon.Here I was, nineteen years old and the college graduate he had wanted me to be. He had said I was very intelligent, and I had to prove it to him. I proved it; and next fall I would start a master’s program at the University. But right now, as I pushed the door bell, I felt nine years old again. I was all trembly.

I was dressed as I knew my uncle liked his slaves, in a white gypsy blouse and a long , full skirt, and, of course, the white, nylon panties. The nipples on my small breasts were as hard as rocks. Would he still like me, I pondered.

The door opened and he stood there smiling, naked as I have always remembered him. But older. His beard and hair were white. But his great eyes were still those black gems whose very glance used to make me shiver.

I knelt before him, as any respectful slave must do.

I looked straight at his cock, just beginning a slow steady raise. I bent forward a bit to kiss it, trembling.

He held out his hands and lifted me up. “Hello, Chemi,” he said. Then he took me into his embrace and kissed me -lightly at first, sort of feeling my face with his lips -then with a passion I remembered, his tongue a hot rod searching my mouth. I felt his cock, hard against my belly.

As we unembraced I noticed that the lights to the ‘training’ room were off. It was a room I remembered fondly. But we didn’t go there, as I had expected -one usually did that first at uncle Solomon’s. No, he took my hand and we went to the elevator -that meant one thing, we were going up to the master bedroom, the penthouse.

As the elevator made it way up my Master stroked my hair. “You never did get very big, did you Chemi?” she said, more than asked. “You would think that a daughter of mine would get at least near my height.”

I was barely five foot, my uncle/Daddy/Master was six feet tall.

And then we were there. The two room suite that sat atop the great house at Connacht. It looked like there were even more books than I had remembered. But there did not seem to be anymore paintings. I immediately went to mine, painted when I was nine years old. I gazed up at the little naked girl with one hand just grazing her groin.

“You were very beautiful when I painted that,” he said,

Well perhaps, a little skinny, I thought -not that I had gown that much in ten years. I took off my blouse to compare. Well, my little AA cuties were certainly an improvement over the flat chested darling in the painting. But I was hardly six inches taller than that little girl, hippier -for sure, tho.

“I wanted you to see this,” my Master said, pointing to a box next to a very large monitor. “My new pride and joy,” he smiled.

I did not recognize it. My dual degrees were in computer science and micro biology and I have seen some marvelous state of the art machines. “Something you made yourself, Master?” I asked. For I knew that my uncle had been building his own machines since before the beginning.

He put an arm about me and pinched my nipple. “No,” he said, “A friend gave it to me. It’s the prototype for a new super computer. I finally have something that can almost keep up with my visual ideas.” He dropped his hand to the track-ball and the universe evolved from a bright point on the big monitor.

“You should see this on the big screen,” he said. I knew he meant the big projection screen down in the living room. When I had first seen that I had been astounded. What did it look like now I wondered.“Leave your skirt here,” he said and we went back to the elevator.

The new universe must have been a hundred or so micro seconds old by now. The new screen, for there was no way this could have been the old one was twenty feet across, the sight was brilliant -bight colors saturated as no video screen I had ever seen. I swear you could make out individual quarks.

We went into the training room. I knew where the switch was, and turned on the light. I went directly to the large table in the center of the room. I knew that my Master always like to start here -and usually ended here too. The other tables, all of various sizes and heights were rarely used.

I sat on the edge of the table as my Master fastened my bracelets. When I had first been introduced to these I had thought that they were specially made for my uncle -like the supply of seamless white nylon panties he kept. But one summer one of the surveillance cameras that dotted the house and grounds had gone out and uncle had taken a wall down and I had seen all that cabling tied with my bracelets. My Master had adopted cable ties for his games.

When he had the four as tight as he wanted them he clipped the excess nylon with some dykes and then laid me out on the table. Next he brought out the spool of nylon string and tied me down to the table, my head hanging over just so. When he was satisfied that I would not be able to move he placed a clothespin upon each of my nipples.

Ooo, I had forgotten that little touch. The almost pain was thrilling, as it was meant to be.

Then he approached my head. His hard cock slipped into my greedy mouth. ‘Finally!’ I thought, ‘finally!’ This is what I had been thinking about thru the long ride from the airport. three hours of my panties getting wetter and wetter as I anticipated getting my Master’s lovely cock in my mouth. I sucked exuberantly.

“Slowly, love,” he gently chided. ” You are going to be here at least three weeks.” He caressed my hair, occasionally sighing. “O, Chemistry Anne, I’ve always loved you best.”

I actually believed that. He had twelve daughters, each the daughter of three other daughters and he had always seem to favor me. I suppose people outside of our family would probably, if they were to learn of it, think my uncle/daddy/Master was some sort of horrible monster. We were all his slaves, his sexual slaves.

He has his own moral code, which, as far as I know, he has only violated once. He does not enslave a girl until she is nine years old. He does not take her virginity until she is eighteen. I was the exception to that -I finally forced him to take mine when I was sixteen.

We are a very happy family, perhaps due to the his belief that you have to be taught that a thing is wrong for it to feel wrong. Uncle Solomon -for that was who he was when I was growing up -is very rich. I’m not sure how he makes his money. None of us actually lives with him. We each live with our mothers in houses that he has provided. Those that want to, work, otherwise uncle Solomon provides -sometimes excessively I think. There is no reason that my mother needs two Mercedes motor cars.

My Master grunted and I felt my mouth being filled with his essence. O, it was much sweeter than I had remembered and I made a mental note to ask him about his blood sugar levels. He pulled his spent, but still mostly hard, cock from my mouth and bent down to kiss me. His tongue swished around in my mouth as he shared his seed with me.

He popped the clothespins from my nipples and cupped my small tits in his hands. Then he loosed the bindings a bit and scooted me down to the other end of the table. He removed my wet panties. I lifted my legs and he pressed them down against my chest, tied them down tight. He placed my crotch at the edge of the table and fastened me down.

Then he pulled up a chair, sat down before my exposed cunt and began to express his oral compulsions.

I was in heaven. I knew that I would be here, in this awkward position, trussed up like a roasting bird for quite some time. My Master enjoy eating cunt, enjoy inducing orgasms -sometimes stretching them out, other times trying to see how many he could urge in a short period of time. His fingers would probe my vaginal cavity, my anus.

He was noisy and sloppy and very happy. He always said that the feeling of power he got from dictating the character and timing of our orgasms was magnificent. He would slurp and suck and bite and lick as flush after charge after eruption of orgasm followed one upon the other. He could do this for hours.

Or, as was often with me, and was true this time, his slave fainted. Morte Petite; the little death was his gift to me. The room full of light, the wonderful quiet, the feeling of being in a god’s arms.

When I awoke I was lying in his bed It was night, for I could see the stars thru the skylight above his bed.

“Ah, my darling slave,” he said, smiling. “You are back among us.”

I smiled back, “Thank you, Master,” I said softly.

He kissed my lightly and put a thermometer into my vaginal cavity. “If you give me a daughter she will be seven eighths me,” he said. He removed the beeping gadget from me and read its result. “Hmm,” he said, consulting a chart. One that I recognized, as I had sent it to him. “I think, my darling Chemistry Anne, that you are fertile.”

“I think the missionary position will be best; do you have a favorite position, my slave?” he asked.

I shook my head no. I did not tell him that he was the only man who had ever had me. That this would, in fact, be the second fuck of my life.

The people at school thought that I was Lesbian, as I would have nothing to do with all the boys who seemed to follow be about. That was the problem, of course, they were boys. And they seemed so whimpy. The strong temperament of my uncle/Master made others rather insignificant when compared to him. And besides, I felt that he owned me, and that I did not have the right to let others use me. He had never said that I was his exclusively. All he had said went I went off to the University was to ask if $1000 a month allowance would be enough.

I laid back into the bed and he knelt between my wide spread thighs. His eyes were bright and I was afraid to look into them. He stroked my labia major, before pushing a few fingers lightly into my hollow. He brought the fingers out and put them in his mouth. “You were always delicious, my slave,” he smiled, then returned to probing my vagina.

It was a wonderful feeling. But then I was used to receiving wonderful feelings from him.

That was the reward for giving him my utter soul. It is a wonderful feeling, submissiveness. It seeps thru me infusing my soul with love for my perfect Master I looked up at him, sure that his every action was guided by his need to use me; but also my need to be used. Giving you soul to your Master is love perfected, I am sure.

“You are very tight,” he grunted, as he shoved, slowly, his wonderful cock into me.

I tried to relax, but I didn’t know how. It felt so pleasant having that part of my body stretched in ways it had only been once before. This time there was no pain -my hymen was gone. Still it was difficult for me, and I could see from his strained look, for him. But he was also smiling that smile that could melt my heart.

It was that ‘we share a secret’ smile that I knew from my youth. I suddenly knew that he knew that no one had me in the intervening years. “You are very special, Chemistry Anne,” he said. Abruptly he shoved his entire balk into me with a single push.

Ooo, I had my Master fully into me!

Then he began to fuck me; slowly, at first -getting us both used to it. He pulled my body to his, wrapping me in his long arms. His hips moving slightly faster as he began to fuck me more enthusiastically.

O, it was wonderful being with him like this. To be so overwhelmed by my Master, to be surrounded, almost, by him, as his great cock surged in and out of my small body. I knew that I was his in ways others, who aren’t slaves, can never be. I was totally his, he owned not only my body, my mind, my soul, but my entire being -everything that I was, that I would ever be. He owned me and I was incredibly happy as I finally understood how wonderful a thing it is to be a slave to this man who is my uncle, my father, and, yes, my god!

My Lord Master breathed harshly as he increased his pace. I think I squealed with the strange and filling feeling of having him probe my body like this. I had not remembered fucking being so soul structuring. But then I am, after all, just a novice. But, o, is was so wonderful!

I felt quivers in me -or were they from him? He suddenly stopped moving as I felt the first tinge of orgasm shudder thru something deep within me. Then he sighed. I don’t remember ever hearing such a strange sound from him before. I thought I knew all the ways he reacted to orgasm, the sounds he made when ejaculating into one of the cavities of his slaves.

Then we were exploding together. I can explain it no other way.

Then he just lay on top of me, his sweat and mine commingling as his seed spread up into me. I knew that I wanted that seed to find its home in my tubes. I wanted to be fertilized and give him his daughter.

I found my self weeping.

“What is the matter, little slave?” he asked, suddenly concerned.

“I am so happy, my Master,” I said.

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noip — Fri, 11 Aug 2006 22:37:50 +0000

Whenever I needed to get-off, which was often the case, I would always fantasize about my sexy mother. She was the main porn actress of my perverted fantasies. My name is Kevin. I’m 18 years old and live at home with my mom and dad. I have an older brother named Jeremy who is a junior architect for a major firm. He lives in an apartment on the other side of town. Cynthia, my mom, is a busty 45-year-old sexpot. But, if you ask me, she looks more like a vibrant nymph in her 20s. Mom is a very fit woman who likes to diet and hit the gym four times a week. She has soft, silky brown hair, light green eyes, a cute upturned nose, and full red lips. But her best asset in my opinion-and the opinion of most men who drool when she walks by them in the street-is her plump, round ass. Mom’s phenomenal curvy ass has a sublime way of hypnotizing the male species in their tracks. With each step of her dainty feet, mom’s ass cheeks will deliciously bounce and sway-side to side. There wasn’t a day that went by where I didn’t want to sink my thick 7-inch cock into her tight crack. Honestly, I was so in love with that fuckin’ ass of hers it made my dick throb every time I saw it. Unfortunately, my chances of ever fucking my mom’s sweet ass were a little less than zero. It was totally pointless to even consider. Mom would never allow her baby to stick his hard cock into her luscious pear-shaped ass. At least, that’s what I thought–until… I woke up in the middle of the night feeling very dehydrated. Glancing over at my clock on the nightstand, it was around 2:30 in the morning. I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for a glass of cool water when, suddenly, I heard a long moan coming from down the hall. I stopped and listened. There it was again followed by an exchange of whispers. Then nothing. I thought I was hearing things and was about to go on my way when I heard someone say: “Oh fuck! You’re so tight!” It was coming from my mother’s bedroom. I could hear more whispers as I silently crept toward her room and peeked through the crack of her opened door. My eyes bulged as I witnessed the carnal sight before me. There, on my mother’s marital bed, was my older brother Jeremy spooning my mom as he sawed his erect manhood into her maternal pussy! She was wearing a purple satin nightie that was obscenely stretched below her protruding breasts. Jeremy’s hands were all over her creamy tits as he savagely mauled them. “Oh baby! That’s it. Play with mommy’s tits!” She moaned under the combined pressure of his rough hands and aching shaft. Her engorged tips distended under the onslaught of his hungry paws. My heart was pounding like crazy at the illicit coupling unfolding before my eyes. “God, I love the feel of your tits. They’re so spongy and warm, mom.” Buckling under the constricting pressure of his hands, her inflamed nipples, unexpectedly, burst open with a flood of creamy milk. Jet after jet of her sweet tit juice soaked the sheets as my brother relentlessly manhandled her doughy orbs. My head spun as blood drained down to my stiff cock. I could only look on as my mind raged in turmoil. “Ooooooh, Jeremy! Yes! Mommy loves when you do that to her!” she squealed. “Suck my tits sweetie! Suck out all my milk!” Jeremy hefted her fat teat to his lips and squeezed her warm milk into his ravenous mouth. He pursed his lips around her rosy pebble and sucked ounces upon ounces of her sweet tit milk before gulping it down. With his thirst satisfied for now, he resumed his attack on her frothy pink gash below, repeatedly pounding her moist sex as she writhed and moaned beside him. I felt my knees becoming weak. Jeremy groaned with each stroke as he grunted and labored attempting to stuff more of his hard shaft into her dripping snatch. “Oh mom! Mom! You’re pussy feels like it’s milking my cock! There bodies were wet with sweat as Jeremy unmercifully hammered her lusty sex. Mom clutched the sheets in the balls of her fists as she pushed back to meet his thrusts. Breathlessly whimpering and whining as Jeremy desecrated her curvy body. “Aw Gaawwwd, baby! You’re stretching me raw!” My cock continuously throbbed at the incestuous link between my mother and brother. I have to admit, on a deep level, it made me jealous that she would choose Jeremy over me. I–wanted to be the one parting her vulva with his rigid fuck pole. It wasn’t fair! From the few snippets of dirty talk exchanged between them, I knew it wouldn’t before they reached their climaxes. Jeremy began to pump his last few thrusts as he nibbled on my mom’s earlobe. On his last lunge, he stiffened like a board. “Oh… fuckkk! Ahhrrrggggg!” The cords on his neck stood out as he bit into my mother’s soft shoulder to stifle his groans, while spilling his seed deep into her womb. She soon followed as she reached behind and pulled Jeremy tighter into her inflamed sex. “Jeremy! Oh. . .baby! I’m cummming! I’m cummmmmiiiiiinnnggg!” With her eyes screwed shut and mouth agape, she wailed as her orgasm violently ripped through her body. It looked like wave after wave hit her as her skin flushed a delicate red. When she finally calmed down enough and caught her breath, they snuggled their bodies together as he lazily kneaded her heavy tits. Mom had her face hidden in her hands as her orgasm subsided. She looked like a young virgin on her honeymoon at that moment. They remained in each other’s arms, absorbing the post orgasmic bliss that washed over their bodies. Mom’s face was glowing as they laid there snuggling while Jeremy nuzzled her long neck. The room was silent now except for their breathing. Eventually, his dick sluggishly snaked out and landed with a thump on the bed. I gasped as mom’s well-fucked pussy was left gaping with Jeremy’s cum dribbling out. “You are one sexy bitch, mom. I can’t help but want to fill you with my seed every time I look at you,” he confessed passionately. “Oh, go on.” she said with a grin. Slap! He playfully slapped and grabbed her left ass cheek, lifting it for a moment to expose one of the sexiest assholes I’ve ever seen. Her shit hole was lined with beautiful pink ridges that were obscenely stretched by his clutching hand. Still in the spoon position they started in, my mother turned her head to kiss Jeremy. When she did, she caught me spying outside the door. Her eyes widened in shock. A look of fear flashed across her face at the realization of being discovered. Jeremy didn’t even notice the brief exchange between us as he passionately kissed and sucked my mother’s engorged lips. At this point I was covered in perspiration and shaking in my knees. I hurriedly tip-toed back to my room before Jeremy could see me and eased the door shut. I leaned back against my door and shivered trying to make sense of what I just witnessed. Jeremy was fucking mom! I can’t believe it! Although given the chance, I would definitely fuck her brains out, too. I released my throbbing member from the confines of my shorts and furiously began to beat off to the mental video of my mom getting fucked by Jeremy. In a matter of seconds, I spewed three loads of my jism onto the floor. It was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. Gasping for breath and trembling with lust, I felt drained and a little nervous about what was going to happen when she confronted me about my spying. Twenty minutes later I heard the front door click. Jeremy must’ve gone back to his apartment in town. I decided to call it a night. When my head touched the pillow, I fell into a restless slumber with images of my mother’s tight ass. I felt someone shaking me out of a deep sleep. “Kevin… sweetie, wake up. It’s already pass 2:00 in the afternoon.” I slowly opened my lids and rubbed my bleary eyes. Sitting beside me in her short pink nightie was my mom. “Kevin, we need to talk.” My eyes latched on to her mouth watering tits jutting out against her nightie. They looked so inviting and suckable. She caught my glance and covered herself up. “Oops, sorry about that.” She nervously smirked. “Kevin… I know you saw me with your brother last night. And… I want to explain that to you.” “Okay mom.” I said, as I gradually sat up and waited for her to collect her thoughts. “Look… what you saw last night was something I never intended for you to see. I know it must’ve been a shock for you to find your brother in bed with me, and I know you probably have a lot of questions about what you saw. I’ll try to answer them as best I can.” She took a breath and clasped her hands together. “Why mom?” What I really wanted to say was WHY NOT ME! “Well, it all started a two years back when your father got that promotion he worked so hard for.” She took a moment to reflect before resuming her story. “Your father began to show more and more of an interest in his job and less of an interest in me. We had made love maybe once a month, then every few months, then nothing at all. I tried everything to get him to notice me but after a year, I could see the spark wasn’t there anymore. I didn’t want to cheat on your dad, but I had my needs. Kevin… your father didn’t touch me for well over a year.” My mom looked pained as she recounted the events between her and my dad. Her eyes started to mist. “When it went on for almost a year and a half, I finally decided I had enough. So… one day, Jeremy came over while you were still at school. He could see something was bothering me. After enough prodding from him, I finally revealed the situation between me and your father. Honey, it felt so good to finally open up to someone. To tell a person what I’ve been going through for so long. I really needed a shoulder to cry on and Jeremy was the only one there at the time. I was weak and Jeremy… well, one thing just led to another and before we knew it, we were making love.” “Mom… how long have you and Jeremy been… you know?” “Almost six months now.” Damn! That lucky bastard! Why didn’t she open up to me? “If you don’t mind me asking, why are your breast full of milk? As far as I can tell you haven’t given birth to a baby since you had me.” That beautiful blush of hers made an appearance under my steady glare. “Actually, that was your brother’s idea. He has some kind of fetish for women who lactate. I didn’t see any harm in indulging his wish so I went to see my doctor and she put me on a drug called Metoclopramide. She said I had to take it three times a day with plenty of nipple stimulation for two months. Instead of using a breast pump to stimulate my nipples, we agreed- or rather your brother Jeremy convinced me, that he should take on the job of sucking my breasts two hours a day, when you and your father weren’t around. In a matter of a few weeks, I was producing all the milk he could ever drink.” I silently groaned at the thought of sucking down her whole tit flesh into my mouth. My dick began to jerk under the sheets. “I can’t imagine what you must think of me. But, Jeremy makes me happy and that’s something I haven’t felt in a long time.” “Mom… are you really that much in love with Jeremy?” “Kevin… so much so that we plan on moving in together. And-this may come as a shock to you but… were ‘re even considering having kids. Your brother is twenty-six and feels ready to become a dad. I already spoke to my OB/GYN and she says I’m ready to conceive. I desperately want to be a mother again. I’ve always wanted a large family but your father didn’t want anymore kids after I had you and Jeremy.” I just sat there with an astounded look across my face. Did she just say that? “I told you this might come as a shock to you.” Shock isn’t the word. This was un-fucking-believable! Where was I when all this happened. I have to start paying more attention to the goings-on in this house. “Kevin, the bottom line is, I’m deeply in love with your brother now and I’m going to divorce your father. There’s nothing between us anymore. You could say we just… fell out of love. Your brother is doing very well at the architectural firm and wants to buy me a house when I’m ready to leave your dad.” She studied my face waiting for me to reply. “Mom. I don’t know what to say. But I’ll tell you this, you’ve sure given me a lot to think about.” She reached over and grasped my hand to emphasize the seriousness of what she was about to say. “Kevin… here’s another thing to think about. The power is in your hands to do something good or bad. You now hold a secret that could pretty much destroy me and your brother. So… what I need to know is… are you going to tell your father?” She searched me with her warm green eyes while nervously biting into her bottom lip. I started to think about what she had just said. The part about holding the power in my hands. What could I do with such power? Thanks to my subconscious, I didn’t have to think about it for too long. You see. There’s a memory of my gorgeous mom that’s been etched into my brain for years now. One day, late in the evening, I happened to be walking by my mother’s bedroom on my way to the bathroom. When I passed her door, my head did a double take. Mom was on her bed folding the bedspread away from the pillows while resting on both knees. Her delectable tanned cheeks were spread high in the air. I stopped to drink in the sight of her smooth, tight skinned rear. She was obviously going to seduce my dad since she had on a new-new to me anyway-thong on. The fabric which snugged against her sex was white sprinkled in red polka dots, that connected to a red strap which did a better job of enticing rather than covering her tight brown hole. There were no hairs to speak of so I assumed she must have shaven it off. Her top was a long white t-shirt, probably my dads. When she finished preparing the bed and was ready to climb off, I hurriedly ran into the bathroom to jerk myself raw. That memory will stay with me until the day I die or the day I contract Alzheimer, whichever comes first. It was time to make a deal with mom. Normally, I wouldn’t even consider proposing this kind of arrangement with my mother, but ever since last night, I’ve now become a changed man. “Mom… I won’t tell dad a thing.” She sighed in relief, audibly exhaling the nervous tension trapped in her lungs. A smile began to tug the corners of her mouth. “Oh thank you sweetheart! You don’t know how happy you’ve made me.” She was about to reach over and hug me until my voice stopped her. “I’m not finished. In exchange for my silence, I want something that you have.” “Uh… okay… of course! Whatever I have is yours, Kevin. You know that.” “Hold on there, mom. You may not be so eager to offer once you find out what I want from you.” I think my tone got her undivided attention. “Okay, what do you want? I don’t have a lot of money. You’re father is the real bread winner of this family.” “Mom, I could care less about money. In fact, what I want won’t even cost you a dime.” My response seemed to confuse her for a moment as she wrinkled her forehead into a frown. “If it’s not about the money, then… what do you want?” “I… I…” For the first time in my fuckin’ life, I had to start stuttering. “You can tell me honey. It’s okay.” Here goes nothing as they say. “Mom… I want to fuck your unbelievable ass.” She gasped at the unexpected vulgarity of my request. Her mouth went agape as she clutched her nightie against her throat. “Wh-What! Kevin, what are you saying?” She was a picture of shock. “I’m sorry, mom. But that’s what it will take to buy my silence. I ‘ve wanted to fuck your juicy ass for years now. I love you, but lust has made me the man you see before you now. I have to know what it feels like to make love to that part of your anatomy. Please forgive me.” I saw her throat move as she gulped in fear at the son she thought she knew. ” I… I can see you mean what you say. But… honey, is there no other way? I mean-maybe I could masturbate your… your penis before you go to bed at night. I’ll do that for a whole week. How about that instead?” Any hope of dissuasion quickly disappeared when she read the look on my face. She took a while to think it over, biting her manicured nails in the process. I was hoping she wouldn’t call my bluff and cancel the deal. She resigned herself to the fact that this was the only way out. “Okay… I’ll let you fuck my ass.” Holy shit! Did she just say that! “But only as a one time thing. It stops after this. Understand! You can never ask me to do this again. I don’t like cheating on your brother. I feel like I’m betraying Jeremy.” Betraying Jeremy! What about betraying dad! “We can’t do it now since your father will be back from his business trip today. I’ll rent us a room at a motel on the edge of town. We’ll do it there, tomorrow. And Kevin, I’ll let you have me for nine hours and not a minute more. I want us to be back before your father comes home from work.” She raised her finger at me and stressed the following condition: “Also, you are never, ever, to mention this to Jeremy. Never!” “Deal! Mom, there’s just one more thing.” “Yes, what is it?” She said with a long sigh. “I get to snap one picture of us doing it. So… you know… I can have it for future use.” I think she knew what I meant by ‘future use.’ “I don’t like it, Kevin, but I guess I have no choice in the matter. So, yes, you may take one picture of us. And that’s all!” She got up and left behind her magnificent scent as she left my room. I began to drool in anticipation of tomorrow. I couldn’t contain my excitement ready to burst within me. I was actually going to fuck my mother’s round, juicy ass. All day I walked around the house with a stupid grin plastered on my face. Even my dad noticed it when we went to pick him up at the airport. He thought I was in love. Mom remained silent throughout the trip back home as me and dad spoke about the different colleges I wanted to attend. When I went to sleep that night, I jerked my meat a couple of times thinking about all the things I’d be doing to my sexy mother’s rear. I stopped before I came since I wanted to save all my fuck juice for tomorrow’s festivities. My alarm annoyingly beeped at 8:00am. I got up and found that my mom had already left. On the kitchen table was a note giving me driving directions on how to get to the motel. Mom felt it was too risky making the trip together. I made myself a quick protein shake for breakfast and then showered. I ran out and hoped into my car. In under twenty minutes I pulled up at a Motel 6 and knocked on room 16. The door opened with mom’s head peeking around the corner. She waved me in with her hand. “Hurry up Kevin! Get in here. I don’t want anyone seeing us like this,” she said, as I stepped into the room and took in all its features at a glance. I turned around as she closed the door behind me. Man! What a sight! She was dressed in a blue baby doll with no bra and red open toed sandals. That’s it! Her pussy hair was trimmed low and in the shape of an upside down triangle which revealed her puffy lips. I devoured her from head to toe before her voice snapped me out of it. “Are you just going to stand there gawking at me? Times running out. I want to get this lust of yours totally out of your system, so we can move on in our lives.” She sauntered over and grabbed the end of my shirt, pulling it out of my jeans. Her warm hands sensuously slid up and down my sides as I panted at the sight of her heavy tits and flaring hips. I made a move to kiss her red lips but she immediately turned her cheek at the last second. “No kissing. I only allow Jeremy that pleasure. Your only to get my breasts and ass. Got it!” What the hell! I was beginning to feel like her trick instead of her son. Oh well. If it meant fucking her tight hole for nine hours, so be it. I reached out and grabbed her by the hips. She felt so damn soft and warm that my cock kept twitching out of control. I fell to my knees still clutching her smooth hips and slowly maneuvered her around so her heart-shaped derriere was in my face. I sunk my nose in between her cushioned globes and sniffed her spicy musk. My trembling hands slid over and massaged her round doughy rear, while my face sunk deeper into her back passage. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as my temples throbbed with blood. The reality of this moment overwhelmed my senses. My fantasies could not prepare me for the sensations coursing through my young body. I lanced my tongue at her tight crinkle. She gasped at the sudden attack on her most private of holes. As I bore my stiff tongue deeper into her rectum, her pussy began to lather my chin with its slimy cream. Finding the strength to break apart from her, I yanked my mom to the floor and roughly positioned her on her knees. She made no protest as she obediently moved onto her elbows and wantonly arched her backside into the air. I almost choked at the sight of her creamy bottom. Not one to dawdle, I callously pried both her cheeks apart to obscenely stretch her puckered hole. She sucked air through her teeth as I continuously stretched her meaty globes. The slick wetness of mom’s gash surrendered under the strain of my firm hands, revealing her moist red cunt meat. I immediately began to devour her ass, lapping away at her shitter. “Oh Mom, your ass is so hot it drives me up the wall. I can’t get enough of it. I want to eat it for hours and hours till my tongue can’t move anymore.” My blood feverishly boiled as I continued my assault on her delicate pucker. I held fast for a whole hour just licking and prodding her tight anus. “Uh! Kevin… you’re going to lick my skin off. Sweetie… uh… stop… it’s too sensitive. Stop!” Her whimpers for mercy only fueled me to greater heights of lust as I continued my dining of her plump rear. When she clenched her shit chute around my invading tongue, I dug into her anal ring with two index fingers and split her asshole apart as she screamed and sobbed through the searing pain. “No more Kevin, please! It hurts too much. I don’t know if I can stand anymore of this torture.” Her tears stained the carpet while she whimpered at my brutality. I slid my tongue out gasping for air. “Mom, you said you wanted to get this lust out of my system so we could move on in our lives. Well, this is what I need to do to get it out of my system. Besides, it’s only for today.” Mom resigned herself to her fate. “Oh-just get on with it then.” The sight of her gaping sphincter had my erection begging for release. Reaching a new low in depravity I never knew I had in me, I attempted to insert my nose and tongue simultaneously to prevent her tight crinkle from closing too soon. Her pungent shit smell assaulted my nostrils as I wormed my nozzle in to the bridge. I deeply inhaled her feminine aroma into my lungs as my head began to spin out of control. It was hard for me to move my tongue since it was trapped between my nose and her anus. Determined to get a few swipes in before the main event, I managed a small side to side motion with the belly of my slick tongue. God! She tasted so fuckin’sweet as I slobbered into her bowels. It was savagery at its finest, but I needed more! I tore off my jeans in a fit of lust and scooted behind her upturned ass. “Use the lube on the stand,” she said panting under her breath. I reached for a tube that said Astroglide on it and squeezed a quarters worth on her raw shit hole. She gasped and sighed at the touch of the cool gel on her winking anus. I smeared the Astroglide and traced circles around the rim of her burning hole as my turgid fuck stick pointed to the ceiling. When I was ready, I grabbed my dick with my right hand and pushed it down so it was leveled with her twitching anus. I struggled initially as my cock was so stiff it wouldn’t budge. Inching forward on my knees, I could feel the heat emanating from her creamy round ass as I closed the gap between us. When my raging cockhead kissed her burning hole, mom moaned from the searing evaporation of my boiling precum. Once I smeared enough of my juices on her puckered rose, I had her reach back and spread her meaty ass cheeks wide apart so I could begin the process of skewering her on my stiff shaft. I slowly pushed the head of my rigid cock in. Mom’s soft anus dilated under the strain of my invading member. She moaned as my big mushroom head pierced through her tight anal ring. I paused for a second to relish the warm sensation around my veiny prick. With a heavy grunt, I managed to work in my entire seven inches to the hilt. Fuck! Her ass was so tight! I looked down transfixed at how mom’s tight shitter encircled my pulsing shaft. Resting my palms over the swell of her round ass cheeks, I slowly slid my cock out to the head. Then slowly sawed in as I groaned from the delicious pressure exerted on my fat dick. Once more I repeated the process until I pulled out with a slurp and scrambled around to her face. “Suck it whore! Suck it now!” She was taken aback by my forcefulness but she dutifully complied and opened her pouty lips. I shoved it right in and began pumping her mouth like a tight wet cunt. She gagged and gasped for air as my head lodged deep in her throat. After a few more strokes, I pulled out with her saliva dripping off my rod and went behind her again. Penetration was easier this time since her yawing shit hole didn’t get a chance to properly close. I maintained a steady but firm forward and backward motion with the goal of reaching my orgasm. I built myself up to the point where I needed to release the sperm from my aching balls. Reaching over my mom, I grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and jerked her head back as I savagely plowed into her rear. “Ow! Ahhh! Ahhh!” The friction from her constricted ass made my burning cock look sun burnt as I tore into her bottom. “Uhh! Take that you slut! I’m gonna cream gallons into your shit hole.” I began to pound her for all I was worth, pushing her forward to the wall. “Fuck! I’m almost there,” I said in ragged gasps. I felt my balls begin to tighten. “Get ready… mom. Here… Here it comes,” I said, as I sunk my shaft on the final stroke to the bottom of her bowels. I threw my head back and roared my release as thick ropes of scalding cream soothed the burning walls of her rectum. “Oh mom! Ahhhhrrrrrgggggg! Fuck! Ooooo! Fuck yeah!” Mom cried when she felt the first shots from my exploding tip. “Oh no! I’m cummmmmmmmming! I’m cummmmmmmmmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she shrieked, as I kept pumping load after load of my jism. She violently spasm as another wave hit her. “Oh my God! How can this- I’m cumming! I’m cummmmmiiiing! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Her screams deliciously pierced my ears as I intoxicated myself with the her swaying ass. Fucked out for the moment, I collapsed on her sweaty back gasping for air. My long cock eventually shriveled and slid out of her burning hole. Once I had calmed down enough, I took in the sight of my beautiful mother sprawled out on the carpet with her bubbly ass sticking up. Cum was slowly oozing out of her recently fucked hole, dripping onto the floor. She farted a cum bubble that swelled and popped as more of my semen made its way out down her cheeks. At that moment, I felt a pang of jealousy knowing that my older brother Jeremy was going to have this woman for his bride. Reaching out, I turned my panting mother over onto her back and mauled her milk ladened jugs that spilled out of her baby doll. Bending down, I captured a firm glistening nipple between my lips and feverishly nursed from her heaving melons, as I tried to suck in as much of her tit flesh as I possibly could. I greedily sucked from both her nipples as I steadily drained them of their warm tit milk. When her milk finally ran out, I moved us on the bed, grasped the back of her knees, and shoved her legs against her ample mounds. She was splayed open like a fuck slut begging for cock. I got on top and quickly impaled her asshole with my straining shaft. She convulsed into spasms as I rubbed her elongated clit with my thumb. “Ohhh Goddddd!” She cried, moving her head from side to side. Mom’s face was contorted with lust as I piledrived my cockshaft deep into her warm shit chute. When I slammed the head of my dick into her colon, she yelled out her release: “Ahhhhhhhhrrrrrrrggg! Oh Kevin! I’m cummmmmiiinnnng! I’m cummmmmiiinnnng!” For the next seven hours, I bounced my poor abused mother on my engorged flesh. She came more times than I could remember while I only came a total of six. I left her once virgin asshole ripped and yawning with blood around its edges, as my cum oozed down her long sexy legs. Exhausted, I collapsed on the bed sweaty and drained as my mother got up to go into the shower and clean herself up. Twenty minutes later, she came out dressed and ready to go while reminding me of my agreement with her. She picked up her purse off the chair and walked to the door. Turning back to look at me, she said, “I would’ve never guessed in a million years that my sons would desire me so. I’ll see you back at the house, Kevin.” Then she was out the door heading home to prepare dinner for my father. As per our agreement, I never told my father about what I saw that fateful day. Mom, for her part, divorced my father when I was away at college and moved her things in with Jeremy. About a year later, I got word that mom gave birth to healthy twins: a boy and a girl. Dad never found out that Jeremy impregnated my mom. He just assumed she shacked up with some guy and got fucked senseless. Funny, it didn’t seem to bother him, though. As I found out another time, he had been poking his busty boss for the past two years! No wonder he didn’t want to fuck mom. What an idiot! As for me, well… I have a girlfriend now. She looks a lot like my mother, Cynthia. Every chance we get, we fuck our brains out. And, the best part is, she’s really into anal! But, when I’m in the mood for something more incestual, I like to jerk off to the one picture of me fucking my mom’s beautiful heart shaped ass. The End