When the old man isnıt homeŠ

I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth. I gargled and shaved. I took a shower.
When I came out, I dried myself off and put on some cologne. It was bedtime, but
I didnıt go into my room. Dada was out of town on business. I went into the
master bedroom and got into bed with my mother.

We snuggled up in each otherıs arms, all comfy and cozy. My mother made me feel
loved and adored. She liked having me in bed with her.

I was naked. So was mom.

"Whereıs your nightgown?" I asked.

"Itıs on the floor," she replied. "I took it off while you were in the shower. I
donıt wear it when I know youıre going to get into bed with me, you know that."

"And how did you know Iıd get into bed with you?" I teased.

"You always do on the nights your father isnıt home."

"We have some good times together."

"Yes, we do," mom agreed. "I wake up in the morning happy and satisfied. You take
excellent care of my needs. But I worry about you."

"Why?"

"Wouldnıt you worry about a young man who enjoys having sex with his mother?"

"How would I know that he was, if they were clever enough to keep it a secret?"

My motherıs hand sneaked down and her fingers twined around the sturdy shaft of
my cock. She playfully stroked it.

"You think weıre clever, donıt you?"

"Well, we do fun things together every night when Dad isnıt home. And during the
day while heıs at the office, we go back to bed and do more fun things," I said.
"And no one suspects."

"Who would ever suspect a mother and son making love together?" my mother
replied. "Who would ever dream a young man gets all the sex he can handle without
having to leave the house to go looking for it?"

"I sure was proud of myself that night a year ago when I seduced my own mother,"
I said, grinning at her.

"Listen to you," my mother chuckled. "You didnıt seduce me. I invited you to get
into bed with me. And when you did, I pulled my nightgown up over my head, flung
it aside and spread my legs. Youıd have spent half the night staring at my body
if I hadnıt pulled you down on top of me and guided your cock into my pussy."

"Youıre teasing me, Mom," I replied. "I remember that first night clearly. You
let me devour your breasts. Then you gave in and let me lick your pussy. But I
had to do a lot of coaxing to get you to let me make love to you that first
time."

"Youıre right," my mother admitted, suddenly changing sides in the argument. "It
really was my fault. I should have been ashamed of myself, but you should have
been ashamed of yourself too. You got into bed with me and took advantage of me.
You parted my legs, climbed over me and stuck your giant penis into me. Like you
had a perfect right to be making love to your mother. And having gone that far,
you didnıt quit. You kept me awake all night."

I laughed at her teasing me. "Do you think thereıs any future in a young man
fucking his own mother?"

I was on top of my mother, holding her by the cheeks of her buttocks. The head of
my cock prodded her wet pussy.

"Are you going to talk all night?" my mother asked. "Shove that big brute up in
me, so it can do me some good. Iıve been waiting all day and all evening for
this."

"Was it my fault you had company and they stayed all evening before going home?"
I asked mom, as I gently rubbed her big, pink nipples with my fingertips. I eyed
my motherıs tits seriously for a moment. "Youıve got the most beautiful tits on
earth, mom," I said. "Theyıre all yours, son, only yours," my mother whispered,
pulling her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts out towards my face. My
response was instantaneous. My mouth caught and sucked at the first nipple until
it hardened, then covered her other breast. Mom was in heaven. "Oh God," she
moaned, her eyes closed, her hands holding my head to her ample breasts. Her
nipples had grown to tiny points, the rock-hard nubs jutting out proudly from her
chest.

As I gently inserted a fingertip between the wet folds of her pussy, mom cam
alive with passion. "Now son, now, please," my mother moaned, throwing herself
back on the bed, spreading her legs and thighs wide open in shameless invitation,
working to position her body under mine, begging, imploring me. "Please put it in
me, son, oh, let me, let me put it in. Oh, I love it so. I need your cock
shooting and exploding inside me. Please donıt make me wait to feel your
wonderful cock deep inside me. I need you inside me. Fuck me, fuck mommy good."
She took the head of my giant cock and guided it to her flared vaginal lips. My
cock found the outer lips, and she let go.

"Oh yes, my King, hurt me!," my mother moaned just before I entered her, her eyes
transfixed on my mammoth penis. Feverishly, my mother guided my jutting
monstrosity down toward the wet, gaping core of her femininity. She rubbed the
head of my giant cock up and down the weeping furrow of her pussy, begging to be
taken. As I slowly slid my giant cock head between her pussy lips, mom screamed.

"Oh God, that feels wonderful. Iıve waited so long for you to fuck me."

I slowly slid my monster cock into my motherıs willing pussy, straining against
her pussy lips, as her vaginal walls quivered and stretched to accommodate my
huge maleness. My motherıs eyes were closed, and her breathing was ragged. "Take
it easy, honey," she said in a high, querulous voice. "Why?," I teased, "Looks as
though youıre enjoying it." "How can I? Itıs the size of a fucking watermelon,"
my mother gasped, working her hips in an incredibly sexy manner to receive me. I
withdrew the entire length of my cock, and slowly re-entered my motherıs tight
pussy. "Shove it in me, my prince," my mother cried, her vagina surrendering to
the wonderful feelings my cock was producing in her pussy. I pulled out and
re-entered her again and again, enjoying the delicious entry, the hot moistness
and snug clinging of her thick, fleshy pussy lips, as my hard penis and her moist
vulva held together so deeply inside her. Each of my re-entering thrusts brought
a fresh "Aaahhh..." from my motherıs parted lips, as her head whipped from side
to side.

I withdrew the entire length of my cock, and re-entered her with a long, slow,
skewering thrust. My mother moaned thickly, her fingers scrabbling at the sheets,
as my enormous cock burst into her wet flesh.

"Youıre a sex machine," my mother moaned.

"Only with you, mom, only with you."

Sliding my hands under her body, I twined my fingers in my motherıs long gold
necklace and scraped the chain over her stiff nipples. Beneath me, my motherıs
body trembled and rocked and jerked as I pushed my cock in and out of her flesh.
I now possessed her totally and utterly, subjugating her flesh to my desire. I
pounded her savagely, hurting her, and my mother was screaming for mercy, begging
me to stop.

My motherıs chest was heaving and her breath came in sobbing gasps as I plunged
my huge cock in and out of her cunt without respite. Beneath me, my mother
succumbed to my needs. I thrust at her, hacking at life, splitting her wide with
my fury as my mother squirmed beneath me in a sweaty convulsion, swooning, trying
to encompass my blows. I put one hand over my motherıs mouth to stifle her
screams. Then I rent her brutally, oblivious to her pain or pleasure, as my
mother lay prone and boneless beneath me, a continent conquered by my hard blows.