The following day, the scent of breakfast filled my nostrils. Yet how could that be, my mother was beside me lying on her side, totally naked, and she was playing with my morning wood.
"Good morning sleepy head," she said went I stirred, "Can I take care of that for you?"
"P L E A S E do."
She rolled me on my back. My pecker pointing at the ceiling, she straddles me then aligns my cock to her opening, then she impales herself. She was very wet. Her juices seemed ticker than usual after I had penetrated her. They made it easier to fuck her but noisier due to the squelching made when I slammed home. After a few thrusts, new juices flowed out of her. The pussy honey was not as thick as previous but it was pleasurable as it coated my cock. O, her twat felt so good inside her vagina.
"Mom, it feels so spectacular being inside you this morning."
"I've been horny all morning. I was waiting for you to wake up and fuck me, but you kept sleeping, so I had to keep fingering my pussy as I waited on you."
"I love you, mother," I said as I looked directly at her face then a very peasant smile graced her mouth, and a twinkle was in her eye.
"Is that because we're having sex?" She said smirking.
"Partially it is, mostly it stems from the fact that I love and have for as long as I as long as I can remember. I do love you, mom."
"I know you do, that's what makes our union so warm and wonderful," she then added, "Now be a good son, fill your mother's uterus with man seed."
I was enjoying our wake-up fuck, the sight of her tits flopping in my face and the sight of her vagina swallowing my cock with every thrust. I began to meet her thrust with my counter thrust we established a rhythm. Out Sunday morning fuck was other worldly. We were smiling at one another and she was radiant as we made love.
But, when my stomach growled, it seemed to recall her to her maternal duties.
"Come on Tom, fill my cunt. Give me your swimmers."
She picked up the pace of her fucking me, and before very long I felt my balls fill,
"Mother, I am going to come soon."
"Hold it until I am ready, my dear Tom."
I was straining not to release my sperm in her and I was hoping she was close to an orgasm. Fortunately, she was close to a climax. Before too long she screamed "O, GOD! Fuck me..that feels so good... Fuck me, baby, fuck this slut."
I felt her vagina convulse and a spray of love honey on both of us when my cock was pulled out momentarily then she impaled herself on it again. That is when I released into hot pussy. I rope after rope into her. She was squeezing my cock with her pussy walls to be certain that she got the last dropout.
I was the first to speak, "Wow, that was some alarm clock, mother."
"You liked getting woken up that way, didn't you?"
"Everyday mom, every day."
She laughed then said, "Don't press your luck mister."
When I try to grab her, she quickly pulls away, "Breakfast first. Now clean up," With those words and a slap on my ass, she departs.
When I walked into the kitchen, I see that mom had made all my favorites for breakfast: ham, scrambled eggs with green pepper and onions, hash browns, and toast. She even spread butter on the toast. She ate her food sitting across the table from me. When she bent forward, I could see her tits flashing in my face.
"Something distracting you?"
"Yes, your lovely breast."
"That is unintentional." she rose from the chair closed her robe then continued eating her breakfast after sitting back down.
We chatted about school stuff, her work, my grades, about my future. Then she said,
"We are going to visit your Aunt Jane after breakfast. She called last week asking for you and me to visit her today. She said it was important. I am going to dress while you check out the car."
"Ma, she lives over 200 plus miles away. It will be an all-day trip."
"Which is why we should get a move on."
"Okay then," I said halfheartedly.
Mom walks over and pinches my cheek, then says,
"Okay, so let's be cheerful, okay."
Both my parents came from the same rural town. Aunt Jane on the family farm, from pieces of information that were dropped around, the table when the adults
An hour and a half later we left the house and were on our way to visit Aunt Jane. I was the driver and we drove mom's car which besides being more reliable than mine, it was also more comfortable.
Mom was wearing a printed skirt whose hem came to just below her knees and a white shirt. The material over her tits was pulled tight and her nipples were poking through. The only make-up she had on was some lip gloss. She did not wear stockings or socks. Then she had on her sandals. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she was wearing a straw hat. She looked like she came off the cover of a 1960's Life magazine.
We were on the Interstate and had been driving for a little while when she asked
"You've been very silent, Tom. What's on your mind?"
"Nothing much, mom."
"Something is bothering you, what is it?"
"I cannot figure out why dad and you kept everything from me?"
"Everything?"
"Everything about sex, I mean."
"We didn't want you to get hurt. Relationships can get complicated. Even when you love someone, there are pains and disappointments between two people. You were not ready before recently. Additionally. you were not ready to see another man, other than your fathers, fuck me; nor were you ready to see your dad fucking other women. Plus I wasn't ready to have you witness me fucking anyone or even seeing me naked. Understand now?"
"Yes, I do understand why not that you've explained it."
She took my hand into hers and then said, "Your father and I have always wanted to raise you the best way we knew how. Both of us loved you more than you will ever know. When you have children of your own, you will understand better why we were so protective."
"Maybe if you put my hand between your thighs, it would help me understand better," I said in reply.
"Wait stud. It has hardly been over two hours since the last time you were pumping your man cream into me. Besides, you cannot drive and fuck. Take it from experience."
"You just turn me on so much mom, I want you all the time."
"At your age, almost every woman turns you on. Now keep your eyes on the road before there is an accident."
It was 2:00 PM when she next spoke again,
"Look for a place for us to get a bite. If I am getting hungry, I know you are."
A Big Boy's was being advertised on the highway billboards. Se we decided to stop there for some food. Once we were seated, my mother went into the "Ladies Room" to freshen up. We ordered when she came back, ate, and while she was settling up the check, she ordered two coffees to go. After filling up, we were back on the road but while we were at the gas station, I saw her take the blanket she kept in the back of the car ad lay it on her seat.
We were on the road again shortly thereafter. When we hit a bump on the road, I noticed that her tits moved freely under her shirt,
"Ma, you've taken off your bra."
"Yes, I have, because it was feeling too restricting. But, that doesn't concern you, does it."
"No ma'am. But then again it does because it gives me a boner."
She began reading one of those Romance novels, the kind of stories a woman likes acting like she never even heard a word I said. After a bit, I noticed her getting antsy in her seat, and the late afternoon sun shining through her top revealed that her nipples were erect. I didn't say anything.
But I did slide my hand over and placed it on her lap. and the upper thigh. Mom didn't object, so it got bolder and placed under her skit Still no objection, so I went for the gold and penetrated her vagina.
"Mmmm. You are a naughty little boy.," moaning again and again as my three fingers fucked her. II continued to fuck her this way for a while, then she held my hand in place and said,
"Thomas, the things you do to your mother."
She wouldn't let go of my hand until her climax passed. A short time later mom asked, how much farther we had to go before reaching Aunt Jane's.
"A little less the 100 miles. But time-wise, maybe two and a half to three hours because we'll be on secondary roads soon including the two miles of gravel road in front of her farm.
"Okay, give me your hand again."
"Why?"
"Because I asked for it, that is why."
She took my hand and placed it between her thighs about mid-way up. Tentatively I began to caress her flesh higher up but she squeezed her legs together,
"Leave your hand right where it is. Don't move it."
"Yes, mom."
We were on a secondary road now and it was getting dark. I slowed down not only because it was blackness but also because there was a lot of wildlife like deer, turkeys, raccoons, fox, and alike in these open vacant spaces. Except for farmsteads, there was not a light to be seen anywhere. Adding to the caution was the additional fact that these lanes twisted and turned.
"Ma, we should not be paying around now. It is tricky traveling these country cow paths."
"Yes, you are right. What was I thinking?"
"We're getting close, I recognize that haunted house. Aunt Jane's should be coming into view any second now. Lo, here it is!"
After going up the quarter-mile drive, we are finally at the back door.
The firm house was of Victorian design which was very large dating back to before mechanized farming when it took a lot of men to work a farm. My great-grandfather had accumulated over 640 acres of plantable land plus a 40-acre "wood-lot", as they were called back then, or undeveloped land - that is, left wild.
Back in my younger days, my cousins and I had been all over the farm, especially the wood lot, where we were usually told not to go but which made entering them all the more desirable. Additionally, the was a small river running through it which was deep even though it was not wide.
Aunt Jane had prepared a feast for us which took us an hour to savor. During "coffee" I noticed that Aunt Jane and my mother were getting touchy-feely. Finally, my aunt got up and french kissed my mother and also began to fondle my mom's breast.
This display of affection startled me. Never before in all my life had I even seen my mom begin to go down on another woman. I was stunned and left breathless for a little bit. Mother shook me out of it when she said,
"Tom, maybe you should go into another room for a while."
