By: Dr. Dill Fober Vangore
MY STORY CONTINUES...
My name is David, and I want to share with you a story that happened to me many years ago. I'm not a writer, but just telling it as I remember, so don't judge me too harshly.
If you have not read part one, I'd encourage you to do so, as it helps make sense of this part of my story. This is the continuation of my life experiences as a young man with his mother.
YES, we were all adults, and all over the age of 18!
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My mother and I had been having sex every chance we got when we were alone. Mostly at night after my brother and sister went to bed, I'd sneak off into her room and find her waiting for me naked, in bed. You'd think we were newlyweds by the way we acted at times, and I felt that way, because I had just discovered sex at 18 with an experienced beautiful, older woman, and best of all, she was my mother.
When I started working at the hardware store after High School; she would come and meet me for lunch and we would sneak off alone to the warehouse for a quickie. I'd always know when she wanted a quickie for lunch because she'd show up in a skirt, and I knew instantly she wasn't wearing any panties underneath, so we could do it in the back of the warehouse. One time she left my work after a quickie; I watched her walk out the door to our truck, she had my cum running down the inside her leg. No one saw it but me, but I smiled. After that, she would always bring a pair of panties tucked in her bra to slip on after our encounter.
My mother was like a young schoolgirl enjoying sex for the first time; like she had just discovered its fun and beauty. She was no different than I, always wanting more, and feeling like we could never get enough of each other physically. They say a woman's hormones peak at 40, my moms had definitely peaked, because she could never get enough sex in a day.
One fall evening during my chores, I was out in the barn, feeding the horses when my mom came out in a robe to see me. I thought nothing of it, as lots of times she'd come out to check on me, or just to talk. A lot like a wife being close to her husband as he worked.
She said, "Your brother and sister are inside finishing up their school work, and I wanted to know if you needed any help?" I told her all was going well and I'd be done shortly. She just gave me a rye little smile and asked me, "You sure you don't need any help?" She opened her robe and dropped it in the hay where I was pitching. I almost came in my pants.
There stood my mother in all her naked glory for me to behold, just smiling like a new bride enticing her husband at work for a little extra fun. She then got down on all fours in the hay wiggling her cute little ass asking, "Hey stud, are you going to mount me or what?"
I was at a loss for words but quickly looked over my shoulder towards the house to make sure no one was watching, closed the barn door, locked it; dropped my pants. I didn't need a moment to get hard. Being 19, and seeing all beauty of my naked mother in front of me, I was hard before my pants hit the barn floor and got behind her ready to bury my cock deep in her.
Before she could say another word, a moan escaped her lips as I sunk my rock hard cock into her with one smooth move, banging up against her cervix for all it was worth. "Oh David," was all she could get out in tangible words as I slid in and out of her, banging in her like a stud in heat. She just kept groaning between short breaths; then she started to cum, her hands grabbing handfuls of hay as she pushed back against me with each stroke. She was crying out now, "Yes David, Yes David, Mommies going to cum." As her climax approached fast, she started to lose control of her movements and was like a wild animal in heat slamming back against me with each thrust, driving me into her even deeper and banging harder against her cervix with each stroke.
It didn't take long for this to trigger those needs in me as it does in any young man about to cum. But this was my mom, a woman of beauty, a forbidden act that we were sharing again and again for the hundredth time in the past few months, but as fresh as the first. I was going to cum in my mom once again, and she wanted it as much as me, as her climax approached in record speed.
She cried out as I did, and we both came together for the first time in all our sexcapades. I felt her motherly walls of her vagina squeezing tight against my hard cock, as I shot my hot cum in her; both of us feeling the intensity of the other as we shook in passion, breathless, gasping for air as we rode the wave of ecstasy; never wanting it to end. It was one of those moments that would stick in my mind as I realized we were in total unison of each other's needs and desires.
I pulled out of her with a slow pop as I saw my cum dripping from her swollen vaginal lips. I laid to her side, looking up into her exhausted, but satisfied face; seeing the elation in her eyes. She smiled at me and gently rolled onto her side; spooning with me in a post-coital bliss, enjoying that intensity of the moment we had just shared.
A minute went by and no words were spoken. I was lost in my thoughts about this beautiful woman lying next to me. Since we had started our lovemaking months ago, we had not missed a day without sex. Lots of times she taught me through her experiences the art of making love to a woman, what women liked and wanted in bed; what turned her on; what to do to get a woman off quickly. Bedroom etiquette for women and men. When to put her needs first; when to have spontaneity sex, and how to be a great lover... most of all not to be a greedy guy with only my needs in mind, but a good lover.
She was always taking care of my needs as a man, and loved to push my buttons and drive me over the precipice each time we had sex. It use to turn her on watching and hearing me cum from such simple pleasure of just being in her. I was learning all this from her, my mother, my teacher, my lover.
