Into the Night

Growing up in a small town was a tedious experience in my life. The only child, a son of a hard working single mom did not seem to fit in a rural community of large families. Brothers or sisters were always my wish growing up. And a father! I would have prostituted myself to have a real father.

Mom did well for herself. She single handily raised me from the time I was 8. Plenty of food, clothes, and some entertainment made our lives pleasant. But I was missing something. As I grew older, I got involved in sports in school. I was blessed with size and ability. Mom told stories of my dad, how he was the big man on campus during college. Star athlete. I took after him she always said. Big, strong, a real looker she continued to tell me.

Mom was just barely 19 when she had me. A party in college resulted in more than just a new boyfriend. They were married shortly after meeting, both finished college although I continue to hear about the struggles they endured. Mom is still a very attractive woman. I have wondered about her as I grew older. A small town is not extremely conducive to a selection of eligible men. Mom did have a boyfriend or two, but nothing ever became long term. With a small house, my bedroom sharing a wall with mom, I know she was not aware of how much audio traveled between the walls.

As I matured, turning from boy to young man, with all the trimmings and constant boners, I suddenly found myself lying on my bed at night, listening to my mom. Her groans, moans, and other noises, if nothing else, intrigued me. And these were when she was alone. As I learned more about my own masturbation, it dawned on me that my mom was doing the same things to herself. I would lay awake many nights, waiting for my mom to retire. God I hoped she would be in a mood to please herself each night. I had stroked myself many times to her noises emanating from her room through the wall.

I turned 18 in mid September of my senior year. Mom was dating a local guy she met at the Chamber of Commerce. Nothing special as far as I could tell, but they were good together. After several months, he awkwardly spent the evening at our house. By bed time, he was not making any overtures to leave.

"Good night mom. Night Glen," I said as I was off to my room. Not long afterwards, I heard noises from my mom's room. They were definitely in process of making love.

"Yeah baby, fuck me, fuck me hard! Deeper," I heard my mom grunting to Glen. Within seconds, everything went quiet.

Then "Jesus Glen," I heard my mom state. Quickly thereafter, I heard my mom's bedroom door open, and steps leading down the hall and down the stairs. Voices, then the front door shut. I listened intently. Nothing. I jumped up, threw on some athletic shorts, and headed down stairs. My mom, sitting at the breakfast counter, her head bowed, held in her hands, seemed to be crying softly. I approached, reaching to her. I closed the distance between my out stretched arm and pulled her close. She turned to me, snuggling herself against my chest.

"Everything ok mom," I asked softly.

"Yes baby," she replied. I held her close against my bare skin of my chest. She snuggled closer.

Leaning back slightly, she looked intently at my chest. "Where did all that hair come from son," she laughed. "Why, when do you go and grow up on me?" she continued.

"Ah mom," I said. As I looked down at her, I leaned to give her a soft kiss on the forehead. Her arms extended to my waist, her hands resting on my hip bones. As I stood again, a noticeable bulge displayed itself in the front of my shorts, just over a foot from my mom's face. Her eyes focused on my crotch. An eternity passed. Hesitating, I wanted my mom. I got harder, my shorts rising even more. I pulled her forward, pulling her again to my chest. This time, my cock pressed upwards, hard, flat against me, but pinned between us. She felt it's hardness between us as well.

Nothing was said. I held her. Her hand slid down my backside, cupping my ass. She squeezed softly, gently. She pulled me closer, our bodies pressing tighter together. She moaned deeply. I stroked her hair, reaching to her shoulders. I pushed her down slowly, pushing her head down toward my hard cock. Seconds passed. I could feel her warm breath through the material of my shorts. Her face was next to me. I could not see her eyes, but wondered if she was looking at the bulge in my shorts.

Her hand slid from behind my body, slowly, but steadily. Her fingertips started tracing the outline of my cock. My body involuntarily thrust upwards. Her hand and fingers wrapped around the girth of my cock. Slowly, she slid her hand down, grabbing tighter, she pushed her hand upwards. "Oh shit baby," she groaned. She pulled my cock against her mouth through my shorts. She groaned deeper.

I reached to the waist band, pushing them down quickly, exposing my cock and balls. Mom was lost in watching my cock. "Jesus fucking Christ," she groaned. She inhaled deeply. Her tongue reached out, touching the side of my cock as her hand grasp the base, her fingers wrapping tightly around him. She licked up the side, reaching the head. Pulling him away from my body, she leaned back and kissed the head, licking her tongue into the eye. She licked her lips, and pulled me toward the soft mouth. Her mouth opened wide, the head of my cock disappearing between her lips. I reached, my hand and fingers intertwining her hair. I pulled her head forward slowly, penetrating her mouth with my cock gently. Inch after inch disappeared into her mouth.

Her tongue was dancing around my cock. Saliva coated my cock as she withdrew. With each pull on my ass, she drove her mouth farther down my shaft. She grabbed my balls, twirling them in her soft grasp. Urgency filled her. She was groaning louder. I pushed myself hard against her mouth. My other hand also grabbed the back of her head. I pushed forward hard. My cock was now buried balls deep in her mouth and throat. My hips thrust forward hard, pulled back, and thrust again. Mom met each thrust, hungrily sucking me deep. Piston like, I pulled myself away, and thrust again. I had to cum. I needed to release my hot, sticky cum. I wanted my mom to suck me dry.

I fucked her face hard, driving my cock deep with each thrust. My balls tightened. My cock expanded. Eyes shut tightly, muscles tense, abdomen drawn tight, I arched my hips, driving my cock deep, grinding her face on me, I erupted. I shot spurt after spurt of cum into my mom's throat. I lost thought. I focused on cumming. Mom kept sucking me, drinking my cum, draining my balls. Minutes passed, my cock began deflating. Mom continued to suck. My cock head grew sensitive as mom chewed on the raw meat. My legs grew weak, buckled slightly. My head was filled with cobwebs. My mind was running at break neck speed. I had just face fucked my beautiful mom.

"Oh God baby, I'm so sorry," my mom was whispering. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" she kept repeating.

I leaned to her, kissed her softly on the lips, caressing her face. "I love you mom," I whispered. I scooped her up in my arms, holding her firmly and headed up the stairs. She snuggled in against me, her head on my shoulder, her warm breath running over my neck.

I entered my room, crossed quickly, and laid her gently on my bed. I stretched out beside her, my leg between hers, my thigh against her mound. I wrapped her up in my arms, my lips found hers. I kissed her again. My tongue reached for hers, finding her, tasting her. My hand caressed her tit, sliding down her body, reaching under her teddy, and up her exposed skin. Her skin, so soft, supple. My fingers danced their way upwards, reaching the underside of her breast. I looked into her eyes, searching. Her breathing halted as my fingers reached her nipple. I rolled the stiff nipple between my finger and thumb firmly. Mom moaned, her eyes closed, her head titled back. Slow, deliberate breathing. I lifted the material up, away from her breasts. I leaned to flick my tongue over her nipple, wetting the skin. I blew cool air over her, her nipple standing, tightening against the cool breath. Again mom moaned.

I sucked her breast into my mouth, sucking as much tit as I could into my mouth, raking my teeth gently over the skin. I sucked hard, my tongue massaging her firmness. My fingers squeezed the tit, extending it higher, wanting more to be sucked. Releasing her tit, my hand slid quickly down her body. I found her mound, my fingers tracing the slit, penetrating quickly to find a wet, slippery clit. I flicked it back and forth under my finger. Mashing the sensitive skin gently between her body and my finger, I rubbed back and forth quickly, with an urgency to make her cum. I wanted to feel her body surrender, to cum under my touch. I would tease her slit, sliding my finger down to her hole, rimming her, and then return to her clit. Mom was absorbing all the sensations. Eyes closed, breathing labored, she was putty in my hands. Her hand stroked my cock slowly when she had the mind too. But I focused her thoughts on her clit. I pushed her towards cumming at my hand.

I started kissing down her torso. I could hear my finger making juice noises as it spread her lips, raking over her exposed clit. I continued my quick journey down her body. Leaning to her, I attacked her clit with my mouth and tongue. Her hips thrust upwards, her cunt begging to capture her attacker. Short, quick arches, she thrust her hips against my mouth. Her hands pushed my face deeper between her folds. I licked, sucking her juices into my mouth. My tongue slowly, deliberately, slid down her crack, finding her soaked hole. I pushed my face into her body, my tongue penetrating as deep as it would go. I rimmed her hole, thrust my tongue deep, and returned to her clit, again sucking it into my mouth. As I held it between my teeth, my tongue forced it side to side quickly, mashing it against the inside of my teeth firmly. Her body arched. My hands held her tightly by the hip bones, pulling her willing body to me, grinding for each inch of tongue, each flick of my tongue over her sensitive clit. I sucked, licked, and played hard.

"Yes baby, mommy's almost there," she grunted. Arching high, tiny, short thrusts against my face, breath held, mom came hard. Her legs clamped hard around my head. Her body writhed under my mouth. "Yes!" she screamed. I continued to suck her, to lash at the clit with my tongue. I slowed my assault, my tongue gently flicking her clit, allowing her to catch her breath. Her body relaxed, breathing returned. I slid a finger into her hole, forcing it deep with a quick thrust of my hand.

"Oh fuck," screamed mom, her eyes flying open, staring at me between her legs. I hammered her soft cunt hard, driving my finger deep, quickly retreating, and jamming it deep again. I stopped movement. I sucked her clit back into my mouth again. With just a few flicks of my tongue, I made mom cum a second time. I slowed my sucking, playfully dancing my tongue over her slit. I licked my way up her body. As I moved upwards, I drew her legs up with my shoulders.

Kissing her, pinning her legs high, I pushed forward, my cock penetrating her tight cunt. With several thrusts, several withdrawals, I was able to bury myself completely in her willing body. I stroked myself slowly, allowing each inch to be felt. We fucked gently, grinding our bodies together, our pubic bones touching. I lifted her ass under me, driving myself deep. We fucked. As the orgasm built in my balls, I started thrusting with renewed vigor, driving my cock deep and hard into my mom. She intently watched me, feeling me hammer her tight cunt. Thrust after thrust, I buried my cock. My balls tightened for the second time. Driving deep, I held her, grinding myself against her body. My balls exploded, sending my cum out my cock into her hungry cunt. Spurt after spurt filled her. Our bodies melded together, feeling each spurt. We wrapped ourselves close, her legs pulling me tight to her. We rested.

I was dreaming. A warm, wet tongue was licking my cock. Lips were gently sucking the head into the willing mouth. My cock was growing hard, filling with desire. Each suck into the mouth was bringing me to my senses. Looking at the clock, it was 1am. My mind raced. Groggy, my mind reviewed the events of the evening. But I was not dreaming. Reaching down, I found my mom attacking my flaccid cock, bringing life back to my monster.

Pushing the covers off, I could just see the outline. Light, I needed light. I reached to the lamp beside the bed. With a click, the room filled with a soft light. Mom continued to suck me, raising to her knees. Pulling her mouth off me, she looked at me waking from my slumber.

"Baby, I just finished a shower. Are you ready for mommy to fuck you again?" she queried. I grinned from ear to ear.

"I'm yours mom," I responded.

"Good baby, cuz mom needs you," she whispered. "Your cock is a man's cock baby," she continued. "Momma's going to ride you this time baby," she said as she opened wide and literally swallowed my cock. I reached to her, pulling her body up towards me. I lifted her leg, having her straddle my face. I pulled myself into her cunt, my tongue reaching to her clit. Spreading her legs slightly, she lowered her cunt to my waiting lips. I breathed in her muskiness, and sucked her clit into my mouth. My hands reached around her hip, grabbing her cheeks. My fingers moved down her crack, my middle fingertip resting on her asshole. As I sucked in her clit, I popped my fingertip into her ass to the first knuckle. Her hips drove hard down on my face as she gasped a muffled, cock filled moan. I drove my finger in and out of her ass as I sucked her clit.

It did not take long. My cock was rigid. Mom was dripping wet. Quickly, she turned around on me, straddled my torso. Leaning to kiss me, she guided my cock into her open hole. Jamming herself down, she impaled herself on my cock. Mom started thrusting down hard, hammering my cock into the depths of her cunt. Grinding, she filled herself, rubbing her clit against my skin. Rocking back and forth, mom ground her cunt on me, arching, pulling up, and driving down hard again. I thrust my hips upwards, lifting her little body with me. She had all of my cock. We fucked like demons, nothing but lust filling our thoughts, nothing but cumming our only objective. I reached to her tits. I twisted the nipples, pulling them, extending them. Mom fucked me harder, pounding up and down on my cock. She placed her hands on my chest for support and started bouncing up and down as she thrust her hips from front to back. We fucked hard.

"Just another minute baby," my mom was whispering. "Almost!" she grunted. Quickly, mom froze, her body twitching slightly. She drove her body down hard on me, grinding her crotch on my cock and balls. Her involuntary thrusts mashed her clit on my cock, adding to her orgasm. She flopped down on my chest, continuing to lift and thrust her hips down on my cock. She shifted side to side, sliding her tits over my chest, her hard nipples traversing, leaving a trail of fire in my chest. My cock expanded.

Lifting a leg, I moved her off my cock, pushing her down beside me, flat on her stomach. I crawled over her, spreading her legs wide. I grabbed my soaked cock, stroking it firmly. Leaning forward, I pushed my monster against her wet slit. Lifting, sliding him down, I found her wet hole. I thrust my hips forward, my cock ripping through her soft flesh, penetrating quickly. I pulled up, and thrust again. I collapsed on her, my body wrapping over hers. My cock continued his journey deep into her body. I reached around her, grabbing a firm tit, squeezing firmly. Mom groaned deeply. I thrust forward hard. My hand, fingers covered with her juices from stroking my cock reached to her lips. I stuck a finger against her soft lips, parting them gently. Her mouth opened, I pushed two fingers into her mouth.

"Suck my fingers Mom!" I huskily whispered at her. I thrust hard and deep as I pushed my fingers into her mouth. Grunting, mom attacked my fingers, her tongue reaching out of her mouth to lick the knuckles, and her lips then surrounding my fingers, a vacuum created to get all off my fingers. I thrust repeatedly, hard, deep.

Stopping with my cock buried deep, I wanted my mom on all fours.

"Mom, up on your knees," I whispered. I pushed my self upwards, pulling my soaked, dripping cock out of her cunt. Arching up, mom raised her ass high, keeping her torso tilted, resting on her elbows. Spreading her legs slightly, pushing her ass back to me, she looked ready.

"Come on son, stick that huge cock in me baby. Momma needs you to fuck me hard," she continued. My balls churned. My cock ached. I leaned forward, placing my cock at her ass. Mom reached between her legs, grabbing my cock, aimed to at her cunt. My hands grasped her hip bones. My body rocked forward, the head of my cock pushed past her slit, sliding quickly into her hole. Mom's lips grabbed my cock, pulling me forward, sucking me into her cunt. My penetration was slow, I was mesmerized by her willing body. I watched my cock slide into her. I stopped, slowing withdrawing. As I expected, her lips stretched to hold me, extending out from her slit. They did not want her to release me. They wanted to devour me, to hold me, to milk me dry. Her cunt pulled me forward.

My eyes closed, my hips thrust forward hard. Mom gasped, grunting loudly. "Oh fuck!" she screamed. My hips slapped against her ass. I ground my hips against her cheeks. My cock pounded her hole. I withdrew, and thrust forward again. Mom tilted her hips, raking her clit along the underside of my shaft as I thrust forward. She leaned forward, dropping her chest flat on the bed. Nothing but her ass was high, held by my penetrating cock. I slammed forward again. Our bodies slapped hard, the noise filling the room. I started hammering her, driving into her depths repeatedly.

All thought was gone. I was nothing but a big cock, driving forward into a cunt. Driving, thrusting, grinding against her softness, her wetness. Mom was screaming at me "Fuck me son! Oh fucking Jesus!" she repeated over and over. I pounded her cunt, my fingers digging into her flesh, pulling on her hip bones for additional thrust leverage. And the sounds, the slapping against her was intoxicating. I watched between our bodies. My cock, slick with her juices, glistened. Her cunt lips stretching, holding me, pulling me back, deeper with each thrust. Nothing but lust, my cock controlled all rational thinking. My balls slapping her slit, her clit beneath us.

I reached to her ass. I rimmed her ass with my thumb, putting pressure over her small, tight hole. Mom's eyes flew open, she turned to look at me. I had not seen such a look on my mom's face. I popped my thumb in her ass. Wild eyed, she grabbed the covers, and pushed back hard on me. Tilting her hips, she screamed "Again baby! Fuck mommies ass!" I drove my thumb deeper in her ass. I could feel my cock sliding beneath my thumb.

"Oh fuck Mom!" I grunted. "I'm going to cum!" I screamed. I thrust forward hard, driving my cock deep. My thumb stopped movement. My balls expanded. Grinding against her, my cock erupted, sending cum out his length, splitting his eye, and exploded into her soaked, ravaged cunt. Breathing was hard. We gasped for each breath. Four, five, six spurts of cum filled her body. I was exhausted but I ground my hips tighter against her. I thrust my thumb quickly in and out of her tight ass, pulling out. My sweaty body pushed her forward, laying over her, my cock still deep in her cunt. The room was filled with our ragged breathing. Nothing more.

"God damn mother!" I exclaimed. I ground my hips against her soft ass. Pulling off her slightly, I rolled us to the side. I spooned her, leaving my deflating cock in her. I reached to cup a tit, pinching the nipple firmly between my finger and thumb. I wiggled tight against her, feeling her grind her butt back against me as well. I slapped the cheek of her ass gently.