DISCLAIMER
: All characters engaged in sexual situations are at least 18 years old.
*****
Life is a bowl of lemons sometimes. There had never been much true happiness in my life until just after my father died. Then the lemons suddenly became lemonade of the sweetest kind. Let me explain.
My name is Tim and I am the only child of Ellie and John Haverstock. Mom was a meek and mild woman and John was the dominant force in the family while I was growing up. While he was never physically abusive, he was emotionally abusive to both of us to the point of the two of us beginning to doubt our own self-worth. We never had company visit us and seldom went visiting ourselves.
Shortly after I turned eighteen, my mother made a rather cryptic sexual offer that I brushed off. At the time, I had no idea how abused and neglected she felt at the hands of my father nor how desperate she was for some loving sexual attention. But, in my defense, I was a nothing around girls and a complete physical and mental virgin. Mom, having been rebuffed by my unknowing rejection, faded into the background--at least for the time being.
Two weeks after her offer, I had had enough of my father and I suddenly enlisted in the Army, almost breaking my mother's heart in the process. I served my three-year enlistment in the infantry and was discharged about a month before my father died of a massive coronary at the age of forty-five. Mom put on a sad face for the funeral, but I could tell that, inside, she was relieved that the old man had died and she was free of him.
Three days after the funeral, I was laying naked in my bed looking at some porn and slowly stroking my semi-hard cock trying to coax it into a full-blown erection when my bedroom door opened revealing an equally naked mother standing there haloed by the hall light.
"Mom! "
"Yes, Tim?"
"What are you doing standing there naked?"
"I came to fuck the hell out of you." I had never heard any vulgar language come out of my mother's mouth until that moment and it shocked me that my mother knew such barracks room words. "And, I can see that you were or are thinking about sex right now, too."
"But you're my mother." I said, stating the obvious.
"A horny mother with a pussy that needs to be filled with your good hard cock which also appears ready for the job."
If anything, her words had made my cock even harder than it had been and the head was now purple and shiny, with slippery pre-cum. She came into the room and eyed my dripping cock.
"Yummy. I cannot wait to taste that soon-to-be motherfucking cock. Do you know that three years ago I almost raped you before you joined the Army?"
"No. Wait! You mean that you were serious when you made your offer to me?"
"Yes, I was. Your father hadn't touched me in months and I was hornier than a pussy cat in heat. I wanted your cock so bad back then but could not see myself forcing you into something you did not want to do. Am I forcing you into sex now?"
I shook my head no. "And truth be told, I would have jumped your bones back then if you had asked me a second time. I was a virgin back then and had no idea how good sex could feel." Sure, I had fucked during the years I was away, but my excitement level tonight was way higher than anything I had ever experienced--and I wasn't even having sex yet! I was still slowly pulling on my now steel-hard piece of man-meat.
Mom sat down on my bed and reached for my cock. "Let me do that, Tim. Oh, it feels so very hard and soft at the same time! And, it is so slippery!"
She bent over my cock until her mouth was only inches away from my shiny cockhead, "I really have got to taste this bad boy!" With that, her mouth engulfed the head and she started a gentle sucking that progressed rapidly into vacuum cleaner suction mode pulling the cum out of my balls,
"Mom?"
"When I am sucking or fucking your cock, call me Ellie!" She said as she lifted her mouth off my cock.
"OK, Ellie. But I'm not going to--er, last much longer!"
Once again, I got a break from the suction as she said "Let me have it then, right down my throat!" Her mouth descended once again, applying her vacuum cleaner suction. That and thirty seconds was all it took for me to start draining my balls down her throat and into her stomach.
"Oh, Tim! That was well worth the three-year wait. You taste wonderful and I will want more of your good hot cream in the future--in all three of my holes!"
Holy shit! Did I just hear my mother right? This wasn't to be a one-time deal? And, she wanted me to fill her pussy, mouth, and asshole with my hot cum? Did she really say that?
The look on my face must have been priceless! "That's right, Tim--all three of my holes any time you want! How does that sound?"
"I never expected you to ever say that to me, Mom--er, Ellie."
"I never thought I would ever get the chance to say them to you. I've been dreaming of saying them for a lot longer than you think--even before you were old enough for me to fuck. I've had my eyes on you for a long, long time."
My cock which had been shrinking started to show signs of an imminent rebirth. Ellie noticed and smiled. "Ah, the joy of youthful stamina. Are you ready to fill my pussy now?"
"Almost. Give me a few more minutes." Mom leaned over and sensuously started sucking my nipples while slowly stroking my hardening cock to a full erection. This only took four minutes or so and I was steel-hard, ready to fuck.
"Are you now ready to fuck my pussy and become a full-fledge motherfucker?"
"My cock says he's ready."
"Then let's make you a true motherfucker, Tim." Ellie straddled my hips, reached between her legs to line my cockhead up with her lower lips and slowly lowered herself down on my extended cock. I was truly mesmerized as I watched her pussy mound slowly engulf my cockhead and then my steel-hard cock finally bottomed out when her flaming red pubic hair mingled with my darker pubic hair.
She settled there for a long moment before she started swaying her hips from side to side. Then Ellie did something no other woman had done to me: she clenched her muscles and squeezed my cock with her hot insides. The thrashing got hotter and wilder the longer we were joined. Soon we were rutting like animals in heat--which I guess is exactly what we were.
"Play with my tits. Tim.. Pinch my nipples. Squeeze my tits together."
"What do you want me to do first?"
"Surprise me! Do anything you want with them. Mix it up. Suck on them. Yeah, give me a hickey! Your father ignored them!"
"He ignored these beautiful babies? Was he nuts?"
"You like them then?"
"Hell, yes! Just a little over a handful and perky as all get out. I LOVE them! What size are they?"
"Usually a B-cup but whenever I get excited, they seem to grow a bit."
"They're marvelous! May I taste them?"
"Of course. They're your toys now. Play all you like. They are a bit sensitive so don't be too rough on them." My mouth latched on to her left nipple and I applied my own vacuum suction that had Ellie moaning as if it was the best thing that had ever happened to her tits. I switched to her right nipple and the moans only got louder as she started bouncing her pussy up and down my hard shaft.
My cock only got slipperier as her juices bathed it in her hot mother's pussy juice. Suddenly, she stopped moving completely just as I filled her pussy with the hot cream her pussy had demanded and, with her head thrown back, she let out a loud scream of joy. I could feel her pussy convulsing around my hardened piece of engorged flesh and then she just collapsed on my chest trying desperately to catch her breath. We laid like this for quite a while, until both our breaths became near normal again. The entire time we were still joined at the genitals and my cock never even began to soften.
"My God! Doesn't it ever go down?"
"Not with your soaking hot pussy wrapped around it." I started moving my hips up and down feeling my cockhead poke her cervix. Mom slowly moved her hips in time with my cock rubbing against her insides and mewled louder and louder as her hips and my thrusts grew more and more vigorous. I reached the final point of no return and sprayed her insides a second time with my hot cum. That, in turn, triggered her orgasm and we both collapsed entangled with each other and fell asleep for the night.
*****
When I woke up after a deep dreamless sleep, we were still tangled in each other's embrace and my hardened cock--well, at least it was semi-hard--was still buried deep within my mother's pussy and that pussy was twitching all around it. I could tell by her regular breathing that she was, for the moment, still asleep. I lay as still as I could, but something must have woken her because she turned her face to mine and with an ear-to-ear smile whispered "Good morning, Lover" as she started moving her hips.
"What a wonderful way to wake me up, Tim. I simply love a hard cock first thing in the morning--particularly one inside my pussy."
"Good morning, Ellie. I hope we wake up this way every morning."
"So do I, Tim. Fuck me slowly this morning. I'm a bit sore from all our fucking last night."
"I aim to please so your wish is my command. Slowly it is." After maybe ten minutes of this slow fucking, Ellie started picking up the pace and five minutes or so later we both had amazing climaxes at almost the same time. Once again, I painted my mother's womb with my hot sperm and she slowly rolled off me with a big smile on her face.
"Tim, that's the way I want to wake up from now on, understood?"
"Yeah. I understand. Now can I go let some of my piss out before I soak both you and the bed?"
"Go!"
Mom was not in the bed when I got back so I threw on a pair of shorts and went looking for her. She wasn't in her bedroom so I headed down the hall. I found her still stark naked in the kitchen getting the coffee made. She turned around and plastered her mouth against mine for a long soul-searching kiss.
"Now, I had better get some clothes on and you need to at least put on a shirt of some kind. Your Aunt Jenny said she would be over sometime this morning to check and see how we are doing." Aunt Jenny's husband had been killed in an automobile accident about a year and a half ago and as far as I knew she was not dating anybody, but if anybody knew about the grieving process, it would be her.
This is as good a time as any to describe my mother and her sister Jenny. Mom, who at forty-two, stands at about five foot in her bare feet and weighs about one hundred five pounds soaking wet with a brick in her back pocket. Her hair both upstairs and downstairs is a flaming red--yes, the curtains match the rug--and her eyes are a light blue. As she told me, her breasts are a good B-cup in size but the nipples are to die for, standing out at least a half an inch. Aunt Jenny, actually Jennifer, is about a year younger than Mom and is almost the same build except for brown hair, green eyes and standing a few inches taller than Mom. Jenny's breasts are, I think, since I had no proof, more of a C-cup and her weight is probably about one hundred twenty-five. Where mom's ass is lean and trim, Aunt Jenny's hips are wide and fleshy--quite a handful, if you ask me.
Two fantastic looking young widows! My imagination was running wild just thinking about the two of them. But I was not going to ruin a good thing with Mom just to make a move on Aunt Jenny. Besides, Aunt Jenny was, I thought, even more strait-laced than Mom was. I didn't stand a chance and I thought I knew it.
I went back to my room and threw on a T-shirt to cover my upper body. Looking in the mirror before I put the shirt on, I realized that I still had the flat abs of an infantryman and looked pretty good. I knew that I had to get a gym membership soon so I could keep myself looking that way.
When I came back out to the kitchen, Mom was standing by the stove cooking breakfast, covered in a dressing gown and the coffee was ready. I poured us both a cup and put the cups on the table adding cream and sugar to her cup, leaving mine black.
We had just finished our ham, eggs, and hashbrowns when the back door opened and Aunt Jenny came into the kitchen.
"Hi, sis. Hi, Tim. How are you two doing?"
"We're doing well, Jen. Tim and I were just going to have a second cup of coffee. Would you like some?"
"Sure. Don't mind if I do."
