Copyright 2020 Charlie Flemming
Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18
"Oh fuck!" Mom shouted, "Go SLOW!" But as I started fucking her ass she then shouted, "FUCK THAT! FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK YOUR MOTHER LIKE THE SLUT SHE IS!" I immediately started fucking her asshole even faster. I loved just how tight my mom's ass was. I could tell I was going to cum soon.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!?!" Someone shouted from the doorway leading into the kitchen. I glanced over and saw it was my sister Wendy standing in the doorway with her pretty mouth wide open staring at the scene before her. She must have parked her car in the garage next to Mom's and had come in through the back door.
It must have been quite a sight for my sister. Mother-son porn at high volume on the TV and her mother and brother having anal sex right in front of her. She was probably equally surprised that I kept fucking Mom even though Wendy was watching us with her eyes wide and mouth agape. I couldn't help myself, "I'm sorry Wendy, but I need to cum!" I shouted at my shocked sister.
Mom was trembling with both lust and fear as her daughter watched her commit the greatest sin with her son, "This isn't what it, um, OH FUCKING GOD FUCK MY ASS HARD BEN! YOU ALWAYS FUCK ME SO GOOOOD!! Ahem, I mean, this isn't what it looks like Wendy." Mom told her daughter as I fucked her ass.
"Oh, and you aren't fucking Ben while watching incest porn?" Wendy shouted at us, "Jesus, he's your son, Mom!" I noticed that Wendy was staring right at my dick as I fucked our mother in the asshole. She didn't seem to be able to look away and subconsciously she licked her lips as she watched the incestuous union before her. This was turning her on, realizing this was just what I needed to unleash my load of cum in our mother's ass.
My name is Ben and I had just turned 19. After high school, I got a job cleaning pools for a local company and I mostly ended up getting paid to hang out in the backyards of my friends and neighbors with the occasional skimming the water with a net to get out random gunk floating in the water. I was paid well for very little work. Not a problem for me at all.
My older sister, Wendy, was off at college and it was just me and my mother Vera at the house. I'm a bit ashamed to admit that I found my mother very attractive. Okay, that's putting it lightly, my mother was smoking hot! She had a beautiful hourglass-shaped body. Her measurements were 36-24-36. Her tits were huge and shapely, not showing even a hint of her age (she was 39 at the time, by the way). Her ass was just as toned as the rest of her body. I tried not to gaze at her when she came into the room but I just couldn't help it. She was gorgeous and I couldn't help but hide my longing for her.
It was also very hard (no pun intended) to hide my seemingly constant erections around her. I was at least 9" when hard and it was constantly sticking out in my loose-fitting close. It did nothing to hide what was happening but I learned that tighter close around my mother would cause my boner to practically force itself out over the top of my pants. Once I even "accidentally" walked in on my mom coming out of the shower. Her long blonde hair cascaded down around her perfect neck and shoulders as I got an extra-long look at her perfect tits, shaved pussy, and round ass. My cock got hard so fast in my tight jeans my boner practically rockets out of the front of my pants and my mom got a good look at my thick hard-on as well. She didn't even try to hide her nudity from me as she did nothing but gawk at my hard cock.
That was my best jerk-off fantasy for many months after that.
That is, until the day Mom sat me down at the kitchen table and told me, "Ben," she said as she held my hand, looking very worried, "as you know, money has been very tight around here since your father left us."
"I know, Mom," I said, somberly, Dad had died over 2 years ago in a car accident, "I'm sorry he left us with almost nothing."
Mom nodded, looking a bit grim but still, an inner beauty shining through, despite her sadness. She perked up a second later, shaking off her moment of regret, "But, son, I was thinking maybe you could pull a little more weight around here, money-wise. You're an adult now."
"But Mom," I whined, "I'm already paying you $200 a week!" I only got paid about $500 every week and it felt like most of it was already going to her. I knew money was tight but I needed it, how was I ever going to find a girlfriend and stop lusting after my incredibly attractive mother if I didn't have the money to even go on dates?
Mom sighed and rolled her eyes at me for being childish, "Look Ben, sweetheart, I want you to know that I've seen the way you look at me, and you can't do anything to hide that log in your pants whenever I'm around, it seems."
My mouth fell open, even though my feelings were obvious, along with my boner, she never let on that she ever noticed before that night at the dinner table. I looked away from her and blushed furiously.
Mom laughed at my embarrassment, "It's okay, sweetheart." She lifted her soft hand to my cheek so she could lightly push my head so I was looking at her again. She smiled, looking as kind-hearted and as stunning as she always did, "I don't want you to think that you won't have any incentive to pay more throughout the month. I thought since you're an adult now, you should be rewarded in a more adult way." Mom dropped her hand from my face then, and brought it up to her chest, just below her neckline. I couldn't help but stare at her enormous breasts before realizing I was doing it and forcing myself to look her in the eyes.
"What do you mean, Mom?" I asked once our eyes met again, she had never stopped beaming her beautiful smile at me.
"Well," Mom said as her hand moved down her chest over her breast and cupped it as her other hand did the same to her opposite tit, "I thought, maybe, for an extra $10 a week, I would show you my breasts, right now, and you can even touch them for a few minutes."
My mouth dropped open yet again and I openly stared at my mother's giant tits. She laughed at my expression and asked, "Well, what do you think of my offer?"
I nodded dumbly, unable to hardly speak.
Mom stood in front of me then and whipped her shirt off all in one motion. I was so excited I grabbed her glorious globes while my mother's arms were still up in the air, her bra still in the way from her captivating tit-flesh. Mom gasped which turned into a low moan as I caressed her boobs.
"Ah-oooohh," Mom moaned, "Um, wait, sweetie," Mom said as she removed my hands and then laughed at my confused expression, "Let me take my bra off first." She unsnapped the fastener in the front of her bra and it dropped to the floor. Her giant tits were on full display for me, she didn't have any sag to them. "Now, my nipples are very sensitive so don't pinch-OH! OHhhHooooooohhhh!" She gasped as I roughly squeezed her beautiful boobs between my palms and immediately started pinching my mother's nipples. I was too excited to even care what she was saying. She started to squirm where she stood. I could tell my mother was getting incredibly turned on.
This excited me beyond all points of reason and I leaned forward and sucked one of my mother's nipples into my mouth. I immediately started to play with it with my tongue as I suckled as a man possessed. This was beyond my wildest imagines that my mother would ever let me do something like this.
My Mom exploded into orgasm as I did this, I guess it had been a long time since she'd had any kind of contact like this from another person, "OH MY FUCKING GOD! DON'T STOP SON! YOU'RE TOO FUCKING GOOD AT THIS! OooOOOHHHHhHH!" Her whole body shook in ecstasy as I sucked her nipple. Overcome with need, I grabbed her around her ass and pulled her in close to me and suddenly she was sitting on my lap facing me, her legs at either side of me. My cock was rubbing through our clothes as she continued to orgasm on top of me and I continued sucking my mother's tit with no chance of stopping.
Mom came down from her intense orgasm, and now she was the one who looked embarrassed and incredibly flustered, "Well, that was more than I expected, but I do need that, um, that extra $10 by the end of today, just, um, just leave it upstairs on my dresser." She didn't even bother picking up her bra or shirt from the ground as she walked out of the room and upstairs into her bedroom. As soon as I heard her door close upstairs, I ran up the steps and into my room, just across from my mom's room, and jerked off furiously on my chest thinking about what just happened.
The rest of that week was completely normal, surprisingly. After I cleaned myself up I threw a 10 on my mom's dresser and saw that she was taking a nap. When she woke up later that day, she looked happy when she saw me, hugged me, and told me she was very proud of me. She pretended not to notice my as per usual hard cock rubbing between her legs as she did so. "Thanks again for giving me that, um, extra money, by the way."
"No problem," I told her and we ate dinner together watching some shitty movies on the TV as nothing had changed, and the rest of the week was like that too. My mom acted like she always did, nice and friendly, like always.
A week later when it was time for me to pay the rent to my mom, after work that day I drove twenty miles over the speed limit to get home. I was too excited wondering if my mom would allow me another chance to grope her tantalizing tits that day. I practically ran into the kitchen where my mother stood in her apron, tight jeans that showed off her ass, and a t-shirt and I could tell she didn't have a bra, but that wasn't a surprise, she never wore one while washing the dishes.
"Hi honey," she said as I tried to hide my excitement as I strolled casually up beside her, my cock leading the way, already full of blood from my ogling her gorgeous back and ass.
"Hi Mom," I said, putting two one-hundred-dollar and a ten on the counter beside where she worked.
She glanced at it and smiled her beauty-contest worthy smile at the amount she saw, "So," she said as she finished washing the last dish and turned the water off, "Same deal as last week?"
I gulped, "If that's alright, Mom..." I was suddenly very sure she was about to tell me "no."
"Of course, sweetie," Mom said as she dried her hands, "go sit at the dining room table and I'll meet you there. Just like last week."
I thought it was perhaps a little odd she wanted to do it in the dining room again, her room would probably be less likely someone walking in on us. Not that unannounced visitors were common at our house but it was better to be safe right? Still, I was too horny to really care