PRESENT
Martha stood at the kitchen sink dressed in a newly purchased black dress, her arms straight, her hands gripping the edge of the sink, her head down, crying uncontrollably.
Ralph, her 31-year-old son was in the bathroom taking a leak.
They had just returned to her small second floor apartment from the graveside of her boyfriend Stan, who had suffered a major heart attack during sexual intercourse three days earlier. He was only 61.
The only other attendees were Stan's ex-wife and 12 year old daughter. Martha had lied, telling both that Stan had died at the kitchen table rather than satisfying her strong sexual appetite.
Stan, a large bear of a man, had not been the man of her dreams... not even close. His movements reminded one of the bear in the movie "Song of the South" and his face could not be said to be "easy on the eyes", but for the first 2 years of their 8 year relationship he had helped pay the bills until she had gotten established in a decent paying job. She had not been able to tell him to just get out! Though he was 10 years older than her 51 years, he had still preformed well enough in the sack, a very important asset for her though he often made her feel claustrophobic beneath his hairy, pot bellied, 6'2", 230lbs frame. She was a mere 4'9", a substantial 150lbs, with ample hips and ass, but small impish breasts and nipples.
Martha, herself, could be said to be "easy on the eyes" in facial features, her face framed with natural, flaming red hair to her shoulders, and milky white, smooth skin which was only seen in the confines of her bedroom, though seldom in the light of day. Still, the shy, not-so-confident Martha had felt fortunate to have Stan share her bed. More than all else, it was the loss of her bed mate that caused her to feel robbed and alone, causing the tears to run freely down her cheeks.
Ralph, shook his slightly erect cock, looking proudly down at it. It had firmed up as he pondered his mom's possible sexual vulnerability caused by her grief. He zipped his fly, flushed the toilet and washed his hands.
HISTORY
A little more than 11 years earlier he had lived at home while attending the local college. He had worked at a local high-rise apartment building as doorman and security guard to help his recently widowed mother pay the bills. He was going into debt for his education. He had started the job in October and by the time Christmas was over he had garnered over $400 in tips. It could be said he was handsome enough, had an outgoing and friendly nature, but in reality he was a bit conniving in nature and only cared about the tips, giving only the good looking female residents exceptional service.
Living in the high-rise, there were a handful of elderly residents who would come down and sit in the lobby to pass the time. A couple of men had been in WWll and Ralph enjoyed talking to them. There were also three women, one of which was a Mrs. Collins. He was quite intrigued when she introduced herself and told him that she was recently retired from the local college. The lady was a legend among the male students with the ability, as the legend went, to be able to suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Sharp as a tact, though easily in her early 70s, she was ultra thin, wore pancake makeup and too much red on her cheekbones. Her blonde hair was thinning dramatically. When younger, she may have been quite stunning.
Finding Mrs. Collins to be the only one in the lobby one evening, he readily left his post at the front door when she summoned him to her as she sat in the corner of the lobby. She made a comment about his size... he was 5'1" and 105 pounds soaking wet... and then pointedly, in a whisper, asked about the size of his cock. Brazenly, he offered to show her. She smiled approvingly. With a quick look through the windows and towards the elevator, he unzipped his fly and pulled forth his cock. A bit of stroking firmed it up. She reached to fondled it briefly, causing it to become rock-hard. Satisfied it was quite sufficiently long and thick she whispered her offer. She would suck his cock after a lengthy doggy fuck, if he would come to her apartment when he got off at midnight, assuring him she would be awake and waiting.
Ralph had a girlfriend but she was a virgin and was determined to remain so, making him a virgin also as she was the first girlfriend he had ever had.
At midnight, he secured the front door and took the elevator to the sixth floor to Mrs. Collins' apartment. He knocked lightly and the door opened within seconds. She eyed the hall before steeping back, allowing him to enter. She was actually more human looking without her makeup, he thought. She asked him to accompany her to the bedroom where she removed her only piece of clothing, an ankle length light gown. Opening a bedside table drawer, she retrieved a condom and handed it to him.
Ralph quickly undressed. He fiddled a long minute with condom as it was also new to him as was the pussy he was about to get. With no foreplay, she entered the bed and got on her knees. Ralph did what he had seen in x-rated videos, kneeing himself onto the bed, noting her lip-less and scantly haired pussy, and with cock in hand, searched for her hole with the tip of his cock, discovered it and slowly pushed into her.
Ralph was instantly intoxicated and began doggy fucking the elderly teacher with a slow rhythm but was soon following her directions as her pussy became lubricated. As she commanded, he was soon slamming into her meatless, boney buttocks. For the first time, he heard a real live woman moan with lustful passion. She seemed insatiable, demanding that he not come but fuck her long, hard and deep. He did so for near an hour, learning to divert his mind to subjects unrelated to fucking.
But, she did eventually call a halt to the seemingly abusive intercourse. Slowly, seemingly in pain, she maneuvered to her back as he sat back on his haunches. She demanded that he eat her pussy! Uncertainty raged within him but he put his face to her pussy. Knowingly, it seemed, she guided him and he learned. It took time, a long time it seemed, but she finally groaned in orgasm.
As they exchanged positions, she rolled the condom off his cock and proceeded to suck his cock with great suction and hunger. It had not been discussed or had he been told, but, within a few minutes, his cock erupted, filling her mouth with his warm semen. She seemed not the least put off, swallowing it all, and continued to suck his cock dry. She continued to suck him to erection, whick happened quickly. They then fucked missionary a few long minutes without a rubber. This first sexual interlude with the elderly Mrs. Collins would certainly remain a fond memory for a lifetime, as would the three dozen times or so over a two year span.
Now, pass the elevator, down the right hall, near the right stairwell of the high-rise, was a bathroom, a storage area and a few lockers. Early on, Ralph had discovered a stash of X-rated magazines and paperbacks in one of the lockers, searching for an empty locker to store his school books.
As it became later in the evening, the apartment traffic slowed down considerably and Ralph could slip down to the bathroom, open one of the girlie magazines and jerk off into the sink. This also helped him ease the desire to ejaculate on the nights Mrs. Collins wished him to visit.
One evening, Mrs. Denning, the apartment manager was looking for him around 11 PM. Concerned that he was not at his post, she surprised him as he was jerking off at the sink. He hastily and successfully got the bathroom door closed before she spied him with cock in hand. He complained that he must've caught a stomach virus. She politely apologized, wished him well and voiced her desire that he would be back at his post as soon as possible.
Ralph often read the paperbacks while sitting at the front door, being careful to slip them into the drawer of his desk whenever he saw or heard someone approaching. One evening he read a most provocative and stirring story of an incestuous nature between a mother and son. Reading the inside covers, after reading the story, the author offered statistics that said that a large percentage of mothers would welcome a sexual affair with their young adult sons, whether the father was still in the home are not. The absents of the father only upped the percentile. After that night, Ralph began to ponder and fantasize about just such a possibility with his own mom and was soon applying some of the physical aspects of the story he had read; kissing goodbye on the lips, touching inappropriately with or without apologizes etc.
