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The Perfect Cock

By: jthserra



Walking into the village I was suddenly shocked as a number of men ran past me, all completely naked, their erections swinging back and forth as they ran. I continued walking when another group passed me, all naked, all sporting erections. Finally, when another group shot passed me, with one man nearly knocking me down, I grabbed his arm and asked, "What is going on with all these naked men?"

"I am sorry Ma'am, we hurry for the judging, I must go, I can't be late."

Shaking my head and readjusting my breasts back into blouse, I was about to continue my walk when I saw one man walking back from the village, his head hung in shame. "Sir, what is wrong, all the other men run to the village."

Flipping his flaccid cock he said, "I am an old man, my cock is not so perfect anymore. It is pretty, but just won't stay hard."

I asked him to tell me what was happening, this judging thing. After explaining it was a long story, we both sat down on a rock. This was the tale he told.

~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~

Jute was an important man, in fact, the many villages in the area honored and worshiped him for his great eminence and prowess. To be more exact, the villagers worshiped his cock. Although most would consider Jute well endowed, the main reason the villagers worshiped his cock was that, of all the cocks in the many villages, his was known as the most perfect.

Measuring his cock, the people counted it's length in dilnots, a length approximately equal to a half inch, so when they leaped for joy as it grew to its fully erect length of eleven dilnots, it measured about 5-1/2". Other men measured longer, but when combining the length, the curvature, the folds of skin and the way it twitched as it became erect, this singular cock was judged the most perfect.

By virtue of this most perfect cock, Jute became the center point of each village's fertility rituals, where the community would gather around a large, round platform and watch him deflower his choice of the villages virgins. The ceremonies were becoming more and more of a burden on each village though because Jute, considered by all to be a disgusting pervert, demanded only virgins over the age of eighteen.

In a culture where most women were married with children by the ripe age of fifteen, Jutes demands created great havoc among villages as they tried to keep a handful of eligible virgins intact until they were eighteen. Fortunately, Jute's taste in beauty was forgiving, to say the least, so they did manage to keep a few of the less attractive women chaste until they reached the proper age.

Fortunately for these unattractive women, once they had been deflowered by Jute, they suddenly became the most sought after of mates, regardless of their appearance. Though curious, the village elders found great comfort in the way of these things.

The ceremony was impressive, with a naked Jute stepping up onto the elevated stage and lying on his back on a narrow bench. The prospective virgins would then parade in a circle around him, gently reaching out and stroking his body with long feathers. The crowd would stand in anticipation as Jute's cock began to twitch and then rise herky-jerky to its beautiful fully erect state. While jute then looked over the women, figuring out which one he wanted, the people simply marveled at the sight of a perfect cock. In fact many artists of the day would attend the ceremony and attempt to recreate the perfect curve of him in their work. Quality paintings or sculptures of Jute's cock drew excellent prices.

Once Jute selected a virgin, she would lower herself into a kneeling position where several men would lift the woman into the air. The deflowered virgin from the previous ceremony would return and have the honor of greasing Jutes cock and also greasing the new virgins opening. She then sat just below Jute's feet, with the best view of the penetration.

The men would them move the woman over Jute's cock and lower her onto him. The deflowered virgin from the last ceremony would then help guide his cock into the new virgin's greased cunt, holding it steady while the woman's own weight facilitated her deflowering. Once the virgin was pierced and her bleeding confirmed, the men would raise and lower the woman until Jute finally arched his back in orgasm.

This spectacle was so intense that most couples then rushed home to their own version of the ceremony, often leading to a fine crop of babies nine months later. Jute and the villagers did play their parts well and the populations in the many villages were thriving.

The ceremony had traveled the villages for a number of years until the dreaded day came when one of the villages was unable to locate a virgin of the sufficient age. They tried to borrow one from a neighboring tribe, but none would help them, and though they feared the wrath of the perfect cock, they had no other options but to let Jute climb on stage without a virgin to select from. 

"Perhaps he will accept last year's virgin again," some of them said, but everyone knew the perfect would demand more. Finally, just before the time for the ceremony, one of the villagers remembered Juilene. Juliene was an odd one, and all knew that she was most definitely a virgin.

Juliene was a special person who through special diet and exercise maintained her femininity in spite of her cock and balls. With the cock and balls carefully strapped, she became a model of intense feminine beauty, more beautiful that all the other women in the tribe. Her small breasts were firm and perfectly formed, and her hips curved like the sun's arc across the sky. By spending so much time accentuating the feminine she mad herself the most beautiful woman in all the villages.

In the final moments before the ceremony, the village elders rushed Juliene up to the stage, clumsily arranging some flowers in front of her in an attempt to conceal her cock. Jute was impressed with this incredibly beautiful woman and showed his appreciation with a fast and hard erection.

He watched closely as the men lifted Juliene above him and after last year's virgin, greased Jute's cock she simply greased the only hole available to her on Juliene. The men lowered her down over Jute, but found her opening too tight for her slight weight to force the penetration. Two of the men leaned on her shoulders as Jute's cock eased its way into Juliene's greased ass.

Jute was overcome by the tight fit, moaning at the incredible sensation rolling over him. Juliene was also aroused and his erection, suddenly pulled free of its tethers snapped loose, daintily tossing the flowers concealing it over Jute's head. Jute was so caught up in the sensations quaking through his body, he didn't notice Juliene's cock bobbing freely, as he simply closed his eyes and came.

Opening his eyes a few moments later he looked toward Juliene and saw a stunningly beautiful woman that he wanted to make feel like she made him feel. Looking down he saw her cock and realized that for the first time in his life he could make a woman feel exactly how she made him feel. He lifted his head and instructed the attendants to help him switch positions with Juliene and in moments he felt himself slowing being lowered onto Juliene's cock. Initially the he felt some discomfort, but soon grew accustom to being filled in that way. He let himself relax as the men lifted and lowered him, letting him slide up and down on this beautiful woman's cock.

Once the ceremony was over, Jute called the village's elders together and announced his retirement and kneeling before Juliene, he proposed a union where his perfect cock would grace only her perfect... well almost perfect womanhood. Juliene accepted and suddenly the villages lacked the perfect cock.

~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~

"You see," the old man said, "we all rush to have our cocks judged, we all long for the perfect cock."

"Don't we all," I replied, "don't we all." 

The Perfect Cocktale



Dahlia and William had yet to be intimate. They had been out with mutual friends several times and clearly liked each other. This evening they both attended a friend's party. They had sat in a corner, talking to each other, both bewildered by the feelings welling up inside of them. William excused himself at one point to go use the restroom. Dahlia was tempted to follow him in but decided against it. She didn't want to give him the wrong impression. They left their mutual friend's house that night, exchanging numbers and with promises to call each other.

When she got back to her apartment, Dahlia was glad to see that her roommate, Michael, was out for the night. Though they got along famously, she needed time to process the evening. Dahlia had known Michael since high school. During those years she had a fierce crush on him but he had always had a girlfriend. She would never have interfered, it just wasn't her style and eventually she ended up in her own romance, which filled her up. 

After college, they ended up working for the same company for a short time and since both of them were struggling financially and wanted to live close to where they worked, they decided to take an apartment together. Both of them, until recently had been in happy relationships. A few months ago, Dahlia had broken up with her long time lover and Michael had cut off his engagement to his fiancé when he found out she had been cheating on him. Both of them were thankful to have a solid friendship to fall back on and someplace familiar to come home to every night. 

Dahlia undressed and stepped into the shower. She let the warm water pour over her and tried to empty her mind but it was too difficult. After drying herself off briskly with a towel, she wandered naked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine, replaying the evening in her head as she gazed out at the darkness of the night through her kitchen window. She eventually made her way back to her bedroom. She slid beneath the sheets and closed her eyes. Sleep was evasive. Her body was aching. She slipped her hands between her legs and masturbated until she came hard with William's name on her tongue.

The next afternoon William called. A shiver ran down her spine. Her senses immediately alert. Would she care to join him for dinner? Yes, she would. 

At 7:00 on the dot he arrived at her door. He wasn't carrying a bouquet of flowers or chocolates but rather a well-worn book. She opened the door to greet him. "Hi", he said shyly as he stepped across the threshold. "I brought this for you." He handed her the book. She took it in both hands, removing her eyes from him with effort, to read the title. "After our conversation last night, I though you really might enjoy this."

Dahlia didn't know what possessed her but she walked behind William and closed and locked the door. Before she could even censor herself she heard her voice saying, "And I thought you might really enjoy this." She kissed his mouth softly again and again and again. The kisses became passionate very quickly, their breathing escalating, their hands beginning to roam . . . She felt his cock become rigid underneath his jeans. She took his hand and led him to her bedroom. They quickly shed their clothes, kissing and touching each other as they fell onto the bed. She kissed his neck and throat and then ran her tongue down the length of his torso until it reached his hard erect penis.

She ran her tongue along the shaft, getting a feel for the landscape. Circling the tip of his cock several times before letting it slip between her moist lips into the warmth of her mouth. She worked his cock deep into her throat and then brought it to the forefront, back and forth in a nice slow rhythm timed to his breath. As his breathing came faster so did her sucking, she could feel he was getting ready to come. 

She circled the tip of his cock with her tongue again and then said in a nearly breathless voice, "jack off into my mouth." He seemed surprised at the request but could see the desire in her face and took his hand and deftly worked it over his cock. She loved watching a man touch himself, it made her so hot she could barely keep herself from screaming for him to take her. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum" he said. Her jaw dropped open ready to receive his creamy offering. With a final few strokes his hot creamy cum spurted into her mouth. A luscious warmth filled her. She swallowed and opened quickly again. When she was sure he was done she ran her tongue one last time around the tip of his cock to lap up any remaining cum and took him deep into her mouth to polish him off.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was her roommate, Michael. He entered slowly and said in a low voice, "I heard a noise and wanted to make sure everyone was ok." Dahlia glanced up at him then stood to meet him fully undressed. She could see his cock was hard beneath his pants. She went up and rubbed her hand over the hard mound. "Actually," she said unzipping his pants, "things aren't alright. I want you in my mouth." Without a second of hesitation, he pulled himself out of his pants, eager with anticipation.

She pushed him down into a nearby chair and knelt down on all fours in front of him, lapping at his sex with vigor. With one hand stabilizing her, the other hand reached underneath herself to rub her clitoris while she inhaled the scent of his sex, tasted it with her mouth, felt its hardness with her tongue . . . She felt almost as if she were high, her senses where so heightened. How could she have ignored him for so long, living in the same apartment? 

A pair of strong hands slipped around her hips. She looked back. There was William, cock rigid with excitement again. He got on his knees, adjusting her slightly as he slipped his hard cock into her dripping pussy. She gasped with pleasure and then returned to sucking Michael's cock with fervor again. It was a little awkward at first as they all got into a rhythm with each other; William's cock pounding her from behind and Dahlia's mouth and tongue working Michael's cock. Dahlia could feel an orgasm building within her. It was going to be an 8.0 on the Richter scale. A cock in each orifice was beyond anything she could imagine. As if in a hallucinogenic state, her body exploded with pleasure precisely at the time that Michael's cock exploded in her mouth, the hot cum dripping down her chin and neck and William's cock exploded in her pussy. It was the perfect cocktail.



The Perfect Companion



They met at the supermarket; for her it was love at first sight and she knew instantly that she had to have him. She looked him up and down checking out his long lean body; his full head of hair was bristly and mean looking. Some how she gained the impression that he would give a great massage.

She made a decision and took him home straight from the supermarket; she was nervous but excited as hell as she thought of the possibilities that lay ahead for them. She began to tear off his garments in a hurry to get down to business; he was stoic and showed no emotion at all.

She wanted him in the shower; she wanted him so badly. Her pussy ached at what he could do for her. She knew he would be able to hit all the right buttons, that he would make her pussy drip, and that she would scream all thanks to him in the end. 

She pulled off her clothes with abandon, revealing her naked body to him; she run her hands up and down her soft body to begin stimulating herself. Her nipples were hard from her touch mixed with the cool air.

She took him to the bathroom, smiling at him as they went; she was going to have him no doubt about it. She turned on the taps and let the water run till it turned into a warm stream. She turned to him and invited him in and once again no emotion was shown from him as together they entered the shower. 

It had been a long hard day for her and she needed the release, to be able to relax; she was sure he was the one to provide for her desires. First she washed him all over, feeling every inch of him, slowly running her fingers up and down him, feeling every little spot that would later make her squeal.

She then allowed him to watch her as she soaped up her hands and started to wash her own body slowly and seductively, letting her hands slide over her breasts, letting her fingers pull at her nipples. She closed her eyes knowing he was right in front of her as she washed herself slowly and sensually all over.

Her hands moved their way down to her aching pussy; she wanted him to touch her there but knew that washing her self in front of him would be erotic too. She resolved to take her time and continue the show. She lathered up some more and then slowly slid her hand over her soft mound, her fingers spreading her pussy lips as she moved her hand all the way down. She let her fingers poke and prod at her tight back hole; she moaned loudly as she pulled her fingers up through her wet pussy and they made contact with her sensitive clit. Her fingers lingered there, taking there time, moving slowly circling over her love bud, her eyes still tightly closed knowing he was still there and that it was nearly his turn. 

She ached to have him deep inside her; she wanted him more than he would ever know. She rinsed her aching pussy dripping more that just water from her arousal. It was now his turn.

She moved closer to him and let him feel her body all over, slowly trailing up and down her soft wet skin, rubbing himself deeply into her flesh; yep, she was right, he could give a great massage. The next thing she knew he was right there up against her tingling pussy! She gasped as she felt him slide up and down her wet slit; she revelled in the feeling of him touching her sensitive clit then all the way back to her tight ass. She vaguely wondered which hole he would pick. Then she felt it; he was poking at her pussy. Gently she felt an inch of him slide into her; she gasped and smiled. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the teasing he was administering to her juicy cunt. 

Another inch slid into her wet hole then he pulled all the way out, rubbing back up to her clit. 'What a tease,' she thought as he once again slid down to her slippery wet opening and slid slowly into her. He was hard, rock hard and he forced his way farther into her, pushing and stretching her open. She bucked her hips at him to take him deeper; then, all of a sudden, he slid all the way into her. Her body shuddered at the depth, she could feel him pressed against her cervix, poking and prodding at her deepest insides.

Then slowly he started to move out of her, gently as every ridge on his shaft pushed against the inside of her pussy. She twitched all over! Wow! She had never felt this way before; then before she could think he slammed deep into her again; this time she yelped. It hurt, but in a good way; her pussy clamped on to him tightly. 

He began to thrust in and out of her pussy, harder and faster, working his way in and out of her, forcing himself into her. She leaned against the shower wall for support as his assault on her pussy began to force her back. She could feel her orgasm building; she couldn't get over how incredibly hard he was, slamming into her over and over again, not letting up, faster and faster. 

She grabbed at her left nipple and started to twist and pull at it, her hips bucked at him furiously, taking him harder and deeper with each thrust. She knew he would outlast her without any doubt. Her mind started to go blank; the room was filled with steam and the water ran over her body. Her back pressed hard against the cold tiles.

She started to moan and scream. It wasn't making any sense but it didn't matter; she knew he wouldn't care. All he cared about was making her cum, making her feel good, and pampering her. Her knees started to buckle and then she felt the explosion ripping through her body; she began to shake and screamed louder. Everything went black in her mind and she couldn't think; she didn't need to. Her pussy clamped down on him hard, holding him there, he couldn't move in or out, he was stuck right there in her hot tight pussy. 

She dropped to her knees breathing heavily at last she opened her eyes and smiled, slowly. The eight rock-hard inches of pure heaven slid out of her pussy as she began to relax. She laughed a little and then kissed him letting the water clean him of her juices. Thank God for you, Mr Shower Brush! I don't know what I would've done without you!



The Perfect Couple



"Do you think we're swingers?" Jan looked up and directly into Mike's blue eyes as she spoke.

"What...?" Mike had been watching as Jan was sucking his cock and was caught totally off-guard by Jan's question out of the blue. "Damn Babe. What in the world made you think of that at a time like this?"

Jan started to grin when she realized the situation. Just a short time before they'd gone to the bedroom for one of their afternoon delight sessions. They'd both quickly showered and gone to bed. After their normal cuddling, fondling, and kissing, Jan had taken matters into her own hands and mouth. They'd been married for so long that these moments never needed that much vocabulary and things always just proceeded naturally with one or the other of them taking the lead... today had been Jan's lead.


"Well..." Jan took Mike's hard cock back into her warm mouth and sucked softly while she organized her thoughts, "today at lunch Carrie, just out of the blue, asked if I knew what swinging was."

"Really?" Mike's cock twitched involuntarily as he heard Jan's statement. Mike liked Carrie. Carrie worked with Jan and for several years Mike had admired her, not only for her looks which were pretty nice but also for her open attitude about everything . In just a few short seconds Mike had placed Carrie in so many combinations of sexual activities with him and Jan that the fantasies could have been a long novel. Yes, Mike was a typical man.

"Ok Bud..." Jan shook Mike's cock back and forth to bring him back to reality, "it's not what you're thinking so come back to Earth." Jan licked on Mike's cock a few times before continuing. "She only asked because she said that her and Tom had talked about it."

"Tom..." Mike hadn't even considered Carrie's husband Tom in his fantasies. "Who brought it up first? Tom or Carrie?"

"Believe it or not, Carrie said that she did."

"I'd believe that." Mike said without hesitation. "Hell, Tom's just lucky to even be with Carrie..." Mike thought a second then continued, "she could definitely do better than him and he knows it."

"Well, she doesn't think that way. But she's definitely getting urges to explore a little after so many years of marriage..." Jan stopped briefly then added, "and now that their son is gone to college."

"So, was she propositioning us?" Mike asked with mixed emotions. His first thoughts of them being with Carrie were so delightful but when Tom was added to the equation it sort of dulled.

"I don't really think so Honey. I think Carrie just really wanted the opinion of a friend." Jan spoke seriously . "And, I really don't think Carrie has any idea about the things we've done."

"Well, are you interested in letting her know and maybe seeing where things go?" Mike asked .

"I don't know." Jan looked a little serious. "I like Carrie and I know you do too. But, she's a friend. All the things we've done have been so spontaneous and with people we've met... it's just different with someone who's been a friend."

"I agree sweetheart," Mike smiled at Jan, "and besides, Tom's a real jerk."

"Yea," Jan laughed a little then added, "he's such a little nerd."

"Hell, I can just see it now," Mike got into the idea of the story as he spoke, "We're all four together. We play strip poker and when it's time for Tom to take off his underwear he refuses because he's ashamed of his small penis. Then, when we get to the daring and you and Carrie want to see me and Tom play with each other's cocks... well, he screams, gathers up his clothes and runs out the door in only his underwear." Jan was laughing at Mike's story which started Mike laughing as well for a few minutes before he continued. "But, now that he's gone, I've got you and Carrie to myself... mmmm."

"Ok Bud," Jan squeezed Mike's cock and looked at him with a mock scolding look, "I like Carrie but I'm not going to make love to a woman... even with her or for you."

"Hey, I never said that was part of my story..." Mike thought a second then grinned and continued, "although, not a bad mental picture here. " Mike winked at Jan then added. "Don't you think I'm man enough for you and Carrie?"

"Ok Man!" Jan began to work her way from between Mike's legs to a position on top of him. She reached between them and inserted his hard cock into her very wet pussy. "I'm sure you are but why should I share this when there's nothing in it for me?"

"Oh wow, that feels so nice Babe," Mike's face gave away his sheer pleasure at the feel of Jan's wetness, "but don't you get even a little turned on watching me have sex? I love to watch you so much."

"Sure," Jan began to hunch up and down on Mike's cock as she spoke with a somewhat strained voice, "but only when you're doing something with another guy. I don't mind it when you're with another woman, but only if we're with another couple and sharing equally."

"I guess I understand..." Mike grimaced as Jan lowered a little more quickly and engulfed his entire seven plus inches into her pussy, "and right now I really don't care that much about anything except this delicious hunk of woman-flesh on top of me." Mike reached up and grabbed Jan's gorgeous breasts with his hands and began to hunch up into her with earnest.

"Oh God..." Jan spoke loudly as the color in her face faded and the redness began to glow on her chest, "I'm cumming Honey..." Jan ground her pussy down onto Mike's cock harder and leaned forward to allow Mike to take her breasts into his mouth, "I'm cumming..."

"Oh cum good Babe..." Mike whispered into Jan's ear as he pumped his hard cock harder into her flowing pussy, "Cum long and hard. Imagine a tongue starting to go into you Babe." Mike had reached around them and inserted his finger part way into her full pussy getting it wet. "Imagine someone behind us... licking us," Mike used his finger to rub Jan's clitoris and then move around her pussy to her anus, "imagine Carrie down there, or..." Mike paused a second, "imagine Ricardo behind us."

"Mmmm," Jan muttered at that thought. Ricardo was an old friend and still favorite fantasy. "yes, fuck me Mike... fuck me hard... let me feel you and Ricardo fucking me..." 

Now both Mike and Jan began to hunch in unison and it only took a few more wonderful moments before they both lay motionless together.

"So, you hungry?" Mike grinned broadly as he blurted this out.

"Men!" Jan climbed off of Mike then continued to chide him. "Boy, once you've had your way you just want to either eat or sleep."

"Hey, eating sounds good Babe." Mike quickly turned around in the bed to try to gain access to Jan's pussy.

"Hold on buster." Jan pushed Mike away playfully. "Seriously, not now."

"Ok, but don't say I just did the old wham-bam thing. I'm not only willing, I'm ready."

Jan lay quietly for a few seconds then repeated her earlier question. "So, are we swingers?"

"I don't know," Mike thought for several minutes and just when Jan suspected he'd fallen asleep and turned to look, "I guess first of all you need to define swinger. I think swingers are people who feel that a couple can maintain an emotionally monogamous relationship while still exploring sexual situations that include other people. In that respect, yea, I guess we'd fit. But, I think most swingers think of this as a sort of lifestyle and in that case, no I don't think we do. For me at least, it's more of an enjoyable diversion to our very good long-term relationship."

"Yes, me too." Jan was quick to agree. "So, we're just an adventurous couple then, not really swingers."

"I think so," Mike then added, "but I'm sure a lot of folks would think we are swingers. But then, who really cares?"

Jan laughed and agreed. "What do you think I should do about Carrie?"

"Well, as nice as it sounds to be with her..." Mike thought with his head instead of his cock, "It's just not going to work. We don't like her husband, and not only that, I just don't think what we do of this nature should be part of our local community and acquaintances. Although it would be nice to know a couple that we could get together with and discuss openly these things. 

"I agree about Carrie. Besides, I'd really feel uncomfortable with it as well as I know her." Jan thought a second. "And Tom... no way Jose!"

"Hey, I've got it!" Mike smiled. "Let's tell Carrie to ditch Tom and we'll see if we can locate Ricardo and introduce them."

"Works for me!" Jan's eyes lit up at the notion.

"But, to make it even more perfect..." Mike always had to go a step further with any new fantasy or idea, "let's make sure that Ricardo is ok with a little boy to boy playing."

"Hey, I don't think he'd object," Jan thought back to that night a long time ago, "he seemed to be pretty open to anything that makes someone feel good." Jan's eyes suddenly went somewhere far away.

"Honey... are you still there?" Mike was now between Jan's legs where he'd started to go before. "Now I'm going to have you again after Ricardo." Mike spoke softly as he licked Jan's swollen clitoris. "I can see his cum in your pussy Babe..." Mike continued to lick up and down Jan's wet slit as he spoke, "you look so good Babe."

"Oh... ooh yes..." Jan was squeezing her own large and firm nipples, "yes. Suck Ricardo's cum along with mine Honey."

Mike licked and sucked, savoring the taste and erotic nature of his activity. He imagined that Ricardo had, indeed, just been with Jan and it turned him on tremendously. When Jan was squeaky clean Mike moved down to her anus and began to tongue fuck her there. It wasn't long before Jan was once again cumming.

"Oh... Mike... yes, yes..." Jan held Mike's head with her hands now and directed him back to her pussy and clitoris, "Oh, I'm there..." Jan groaned then pulled Mike's face away from her sensitive pussy.

"Thanks sweetheart." Jan bent down and kissed Mike's lips, getting a little taste of their combined juices. "Mmmm, do I taste Ricardo?"

Mike laughed then quickly added. "Hey, you also got a bit of Carrie's flavor there too. So, you ready to go down on her?"

"You're impossible!" Jan jokingly scolded her husband as she got out of bed.

"Hey," Mike tried to look innocent, "didn't mean to make you mad."

As Jan put on her robe and left the bedroom, Mike watched and admired his beautiful wife of so many years... then drifted off to sleep.

"Are you awake yet?" Jan whispered into Mike's ear.

"Not now sweetie," Mike opened his eyes and smiled, "what-cha got in mind?"

"We've got mail!" Jan mimicked the voice of the computer.

"Really?" Mike looked puzzled at Jan.

"Come read it," Jan took Mike's hand and pulled him up out of the bed.

"Ok... sure..." Mike grabbed his shorts and slipped them on as he left the bedroom behind Jan. "who's it from?" Then thinking a second he added. "Ricardo?"

"No, but maybe better."

"Wow!" Mike was amazed and really curious now. "What could be better for you than Ricardo?"

"Come see for yourself." Jan led Mike into the study where the computer was on and a letter was on the screen.

As Mike read he was puzzled. "Ok, this is a couple responding about our stories..." Mike muttered,

"Keep reading." Jan confidently directed.

"Typical... typical..." Mike read the usual things that they enjoy getting occasionally from people who enjoy their writing, "so, Jan, is this a couple you think you'd like to meet?"

Mike was curious. They'd met Greg and Susan this way and enjoyed them. But, when Greg and Susan wound up separating Mike and Jan had decided not to encourage actually meeting anyone they meet on-line.

"We already have." Jan spoke matter-of-factly."

Mike finished the letter then saw the signature. "Bob and Sherry? Do you think? Is it our Bob and Sherry?"

"I checked their AOL profile and..." Jan hugged Mike's neck and pressed her breasts against his back as she read over his shoulder, "yes, it's them. And, they don't have any idea it's really us yet."

Mike and Jan had known this couple years ago. Mike and Bob had worked together. Jan liked Bob as soon as she'd met him and also became good friends with Sherry. One night, after a party, things just progressed to where the two couples shared intimacies. It was a one-time event, and being young and neither couple married that long, it never happened again and the friends just sort of went separate ways. Bob and Sherry had children which often was a factor in Mike and Jan losing things in common with friends over the years. But, during the last few years, this couple had come to mind numerous times when Mike and Jan fantasized. Next to Ricardo, possibly the most often.

"So, do we tell them?" Mike wasn't completely sure of Jan's intentions but knew he'd like to see them both.

"I already did." Jan reached for the mouse and brought up the mail waiting to be sent on the screen for Mike to read. "Hey, aren't you going to read it first?" Jan spoke too late as Mike had already clicked send now.

"Don't need to Babe." Mike turned the chair around and grabbed Jan and hugged her. "If you're interested... I'm interested."

"Well, at least read the letter and see if you want to add anything."

"Ok," Mike was now fondling Jan's nice ass through her robe, "but not just now."

"You're impossible Mike." Jan pressed her groin more firmly against Mike's strong chest as she spoke. "But awfully good."

"So Babe," Mike was rubbing his face across Jan's nice breasts, "When do we head out west to see them?"

"As soon as possible... as soon as possible," Jan moaned in delight at the feel of Mike's hands and mouth, "unless they take me up on the invitation to visit us here."



The Perfect Couple



She looked perfect. Her hair was raven black and stylish cut to frame her face. Her make-up could have been applied by an expert beautician and her nails were manicured beautifully.

She wore a white blouse, just see-through, with a plunge front neckline, 3 buttons between her cleavage and her waist ensuring it stayed in place. The sleeves puffed at the double-buttoned cuffs to accentuate its femininity.

The pencil-line black skirt had a tiny zip at the back and a hem which finished two inches above the knee. It was expensively lined, removing the need for an underskirt.

Her legs went on forever and were perfectly and evenly tanned, thus they were bare. Under her skirt the white lacy panties matched the under-wired half-cup bra, which strained very slightly to retain its 36c occupants.

She stood 5'10" tall in her 5" heel black patent pumps and her 36c-28-36 figure was as guaranteed to turn heads as the walk that moved her hips so sensually.

The deep red lips were teamed with the same colour on her toe and fingernails and the whole effect was completed by the fragrance of Chanel No.5.

As she walked across the pedestrian precinct in the middle of the city, the lunchtime sun seemed to follow her like a spotlight on a stage. It was as though men arrived on the scene from everywhere just to see her pass by, forming a corridor of pent-up desire and longing at her innate sexuality.

She lifted the Gucci sunglasses from her nose and place them carefully in her hair, looking straight ahead and apparently indifferent to her audience. All she saw was the lone figure waiting ahead of her, standing in a jaunty pose, hands on expensively trousered hips watching her get ever closer.

When they were no more than three yards apart, they both spread their arms wide in greeting before embracing and kissing. It was a prolonged, deep kiss, tongues probing and caressing each other’s mouths.

Both felt the arousal as the others body pressed closer and tighter. Their eyes locked and they kissed again.

They did not exchange a word, just a deep, lingering, knowing look before walking away arms around each other, each feeling total contentment that they were with their soul mate.

Minutes later they were in her apartment, kissing passionately again. She stood back from the embrace and removed first the skirt, then the blouse, then the bra and panties. She stayed in her shoes before moving forward to ease the jacket off the slender shoulders before her.

She slid the zip down the front of those beautifully fitted, tailored trousers and then stood back and admired Helen as she too wore just bra and panties.

Helen reached behind her and unclipped the bra, slid the panties down and took Sally in her arms.

6'0" tall, she needed no help from high heels, but she loved Sally keeping hers on.

They kissed again and Helen played with Sally's nipples, then sucked them, licked them and teased them.

Sally could stand it no more. Grabbing Helen's head gently but firmly she guided it down her body between her legs and moaned gently when she felt mouth lips meet cunt lips.

Sucked, licked and tongue-fucked, Sally took only seconds to cum, not once but twice and a third time, shuddering and moaning softly as the sensation pulsed through her body and into her throbbing cunt. As the last wave subsided, she pulled Helen away from her and the two lay side-by-side looking into each other's eyes once more.

Helen felt Sally's fingers probing her pussy and she locked onto them and rode them. The knuckle of Sally's thumb found Helen's spot as first two, then three, then four fingers probed deeper and deeper in. Helen opened her mouth and let out a tiny gasp, then a loud scream of emotion and pleasure as she felt her cum juices flow over Sally's hand.

They kissed deeply again and spoke for the first time since meeting.

"I love you," said Sally. "Thank you for agreeing to spend the rest of your life with me."

"I love you too," Helen replied. "It was a beautiful service wasn't it? To think we are now married - as married as any couple could be. I am so happy."

They kissed again and lay quietly as the photographers and reporters gathered outside the apartment, waiting to question the two former nuns who had just been joined in a lesbian marriage. They had split up after the service in attempt to shake off the press, but the tabloids had tracked them down. Life would never be quite the same again. 



The Perfect Couple



Prologue - I meet the perfect couple. The only problem is they are mother and son.

Part 1 Entrapment - I seduce both of them and promise to introduce them to the perfect mate. 

Part 2 Consummation - Using complex bondage machinery I force them into intercourse 

Part 3 Submission - I again force them to have sex together, but their resistance is weakening 

Part 4 Surrender - Locked in a room together their passions take over. 

Part 5 Impregnation - I refuse to free them until she is pregnant. 

Part 6 Wedlock - Their life together afterwards. 

I met them in the spring about 2 year's back. They moved into the apartment building I owned. Normally I don't meet with perspective renters but the manager s father had died so I was filling in. She was a very pretty brunette about 5 and a half feet tall, in her late 30's with shoulder length wavy hair. She had a dynamite hourglass figure, large succulent breasts that seemed to bounce with ever step. Her skirt was not short but showed enough of her shapely legs to make any man's mouth water. Her hips were wide and comfortable. He was tall and obviously into bodybuilding. He was quite a bit younger than her. I showed them around and as they talked among themselves I thought what a loving couple. They seemed so perfectly matched. The only problem is they were mother and son. 

I am a very wealthy woman with nothing but time on my hands because I hire people to do everything. I am divorced and 45 years old. Tall, blonde and with a great figure. Large round breasts and a nice fuckable ass. I took care of my body with plenty of exercise, in and out of bed. My first thought was seduce the 18-year-old son. I enjoy a young man. But the mother was so gorgeous. Maybe I would do both. I got to know them on a personal level. Inviting them over to my place for dinner. He was a very shy quiet boy that didn't have any girlfriends. I found out she was divorced and hadn't dated for years. She was very friendly and outgoing but wasn't interested in any of the guys who asked her out. 

It seemed to me the 2 of them enjoyed each other's company more than anyone else's. Maybe they were lovers. I didn't have a problem with incest but the more I got to know them I realized they had very high moral standards so that wasn't possible. So an idea began in my head. Since they enjoyed each others company so much and both was in need of more than the usual mother/son relationship, maybe they should become lovers. But how? Obviously I couldn't suggest it or even maneuver them into a compromising situation. But somehow I just had to. I knew then that they were meant for each other and I was going to do everything in my power to get them into bed together. More than that, to spend the rest of their lives together. 

PART ONE - ENTRAPMENT 

First thing I had to do was deal with the age difference. James had probably never had sex. How would he satisfy the needs of a 38-year-old woman? I would train him; I enjoyed seducing young men. I invited him to come over anytime and use my pool. Unfortunately he always brought his Mom. 

One day I drove to his school and offered him a ride home. I was dressed to kill, skirt so short he could see the tops of my stockings. Tight blouse that clung to my large boobs and plunged deep into my ample cleavage. He tried not to stare but the bulge that grew rapidly in his pants told me this was going to be easy. I stopped at my place and asked him in. He innocently followed me into the house. 

I suddenly turned around and pulled his face to me kissing him hard. My tongue went into his mouth and he almost fell over. I grabbed his hand and lead him to the bed room where I pushed him back on the bed and quickly shed my dress to reveal nothing but tits, ass, garter belt and stockings. He lay there in shock gazing up at my huge tits and wide hips. With a smile I leapt onto the bed beside him. I tore his pants off and his huge stiff manhood sprang out. "James" I gasped "you're a big boy" 

I wrapped my fingers around it and he exploded. I lunged at it to get it into my mouth. What I couldn't get into my mouth splattered all over my boobs. I kept him hard with my hands and mouth. I love the taste of young men. So fresh and clean and sweet. "Ready for a bit more?" I asked lifting my face from his erection. I didn't need to ask. I mounted him pressing my big boobs to his chest and my mouth to his. I guided his throbbing dick to the wet waiting lips of my pussy. There is nothing so sweet as taking a young man's virginity. You are in total control. As I eased my hips slowly down over his young manhood I knew he was feeling a woman's pussy for the first time. He was big about 10 inches but he slid easily into my well-used pussy. He felt good in there. 

Using 30 years of sexual experience I began to ride my sweet young man to glory. He tried to thrust with me in his own inexperienced way. He soon got into the rhythm. He didn't last long. Within 2 minutes he began to jerk violently and thick globs of spunk spewed up into me. Teenage boys seem to have so much cum stored up. I lay atop him kissing him and then fucked him again. In less than an hour he shot 4 loads of semen into my pussy. 

I looked at the clock. "Better get you home" I said disengaging from him and reaching for my dress. "Same time tomorrow?" I fucked him every afternoon until he graduated 3 weeks later. 

I taught him everything he would need to know to satisfy his mother sexually. I trained him to eat pussy and how to fuck a woman up the ass. I also taught him control so he would screw me to at least 2 orgasms before he would unload inside me. Then I set him up. I asked him to come up to my summerhouse on July 2nd. Tell his Mom anything just come and we would have sex all day everyday. How could young stud refuse? 

Now to get his mother there. I would often have lunch with her during these times I was training her son to be her lover. I invited her up to my summerhouse for a party July 1st. I told her I was inviting several men to the party and I had one in mind that was perfect for her. Her eyes lit up and she asked all kinds of questions as I described him. Of course I was describing her son but she would find that out later. 

I suggested she say nothing to James. It was sometimes hard on boys to know their Mom is going to a party to meet men. She agreed and told James she was going to stay with an old friend. He didn't say anything because this was perfect for him as well. Now he didn't have to tell Mommy where he was going that weekend as well. 

Marilyn arrived at my secluded summerhouse and I asked her to park in the garage, which I subsequently locked. We had some drinks and she immediately felt sleepy. I took her to the basement. She was almost unconscious by the time we got there. I took off her clothes and strapped her to the bed. This is where she would spend the next few days. When she awoke she saw me standing over her dressed in a black lacy corset and stockings. My pussy and boobs uncovered. She gasped and her eyes went wide. 

"I'm sorry honey" I said "you are such a good friend but I want more from our relationship than just friendship and I couldn't take a chance you would say no" 

She started to protest but I leaned over and kissed her so hard I took her breath away. At first she strained at the restraints but my kiss quieted her. She realized she couldn't escape and this was the first kiss she had had in a long time. The fact it was coming from a woman may have been unacceptable but she had no choice. I was going to have my way with her. 

I kissed my way down her trembling body. Lavishing lots of attention on her hardening nipples. She said nothing only moaned softly. When I had kissed my way down to her pussy I found it very wet. I slid my tongue along her slick pussy lips and clit and suddenly she arced her back pushing her pussy at my mouth. She let out a cry and exploded. I stuck my tongue deep up her pussy and began to work her over good. By the time she had her 2nd orgasm she was in a state of delirium. 

I now got up and straddled her head and lowered my pussy to her mouth. She gazed up eyes wide with fear and anticipation. I rubbed my pussy along her lips and she closed her eyes hesitating then I felt her tongue ease into me. I let out a cry and ground my hips onto her face exploding in a wonderful orgasm. She ate me to a second orgasm. Inexperienced but knowing like any woman all the right spots to hit. 

Soon we were 69ing enjoying each other's juices, which were flowing quite profusely. When I got out the strap on dildo her eyes just lit up. I eased into her wet pussy and fucked her hard. She thrust back getting pronged for the first time in years. "Oh yes Sherri fuck me" She screamed as she shook in orgasmic delight. I pressed my large boobs to hers and because we were both well endowed I had to crane my neck to kiss her. Her lips seemed to suck the breath out of me her hunger was so great. But then so was mine. I lifted my head and gasped for air as I got up on my hands so I could give it to her harder. Her large tits shook with each thrust. My boobs were soon bouncing as we pumped together. She came and came screaming and gasping until I pounded her into unconsciousness. 

She awoke at dawn still tied to the bed. Gazing up at me she smiled "Are you gonna let me go" 

"When I'm done with you?" I said smiling. 

"OK" she giggled "So are you the 'perfect man' you promised me?" 

"No he's coming later, but first I have to have my way with you" 

"Ok" she said sweetly licking her lips in invitation. I lowered my mouth to hers to begin the days loving. I ate her out then took the strap on to her for 3 hours. I screwed her until she passed out and I collapsed on top of her. I staggered upstairs and washed up. 

James arrived at 4 and I was ready for him. Dressed in a corset and stockings and not much else. I lead him to my bedroom. "let's take off those clothes" I said reaching for his trousers zipper "and let the fucking begin" 

Thanks to his mother I was wet and ready and he slid into me like a hot knife into butter and soon we were both making cream. He screwed me for 3 hours straight. We stopped only long enough to eat then went back at it. We humped in every position until the wee hours. His mother was fast asleep in a locked room in the basement, oblivious to it all. In the morning I awoke James with a blowjob then we fucked. He fell back asleep and I went downstairs feeling his semen trickle down my thighs. I clamped my legs tight to keep it inside. Making breakfast for his mother and I, I left him a note saying I'd be back by 3 and to enjoy himself. 

I went downstairs locking the door behind me. Marilyn looked so sweet, tied to the bed, hair amuss and a sleepy smile on her face. "Are you hungry for breakfast or are you hungry for pussy?" I said putting the tray on the table. "Pussy" she replied with a grin. 

"I have a special taste treat for you this morning" I said getting up on the bed and straddling her face. "I fucked the gardener and he left a huge wad of spunk up my puss" 

Her eyes widened in shock, then in anticipation. I pressed my pussy lips to her mouth and her tongue eagerly darted up my moist canal. My juices were already flowing so it didn't take long for the semen to flow out into her willing and eager mouth. I felt a most intense orgasm begin to well up inside of me as I reflected on the fact I was making a mother eat her sons cum. If she only knew, but soon she would be swallowing her son's semen as eagerly as she was eating my pussy. As I screamed out in ecstasy, I was glad I had made the basement soundproof. At 3 I staggered upstairs exhausted. 

He was sitting on the porch with a beer. I joined him and had a drink with him. Then I led him to the pool for some skinny-dipping and sex. We screwed in the hot tub under the stars. It was so nice. It was going to be hard to give him up but I knew it was for the best. 

The next day followed a similar pattern as the day before as did the day after. I was getting very tired trying to satisfy 2 very horny lovers. Their voracious sexual appetite, convinced me more than ever, they were made for each other (even if one had originally made the other). I realized it was time move to the second phase of my plan. 

After James fucked me silly that night I lay on top of him kissing him. "I have someone for you to meet, she's a good friend of mine" I said, "She'll be here in a few days" 

"Why do you want me to meet her?" 

"Because I think you two will be perfect for each other" 

He looked puzzled. "I thought..." 

"Listen honey I'm 27 years older than you. This is fun but you need someone younger. Someone to be the love of your life. I'm just the lustful lover of your youth. My friend is perfect for you. She's gorgeous...she's got nice boobs too" I chuckled as I began to describe in detail her personality. 

"What's her name?" 

"Marilyn" 

"The same name as my mother" 

"What a coincidence" 

He fell asleep that night a little quicker than normal thanks to the drink I mixed him. I managed to drag him downstairs to the 'room of love'. This is where he and his mother would become lovers. I had set it up with all kind of bondage devices so there would be no chance of resistance. I won't bore you with the details but I could strap either one of them to the bed chair or wall. I also had a whip that I would use to punish disobedience. 

I placed a body harness on him that would allow me to lift him with a hydraulic lift that ran on a rail into the next room where his mother now lay. She too would be fitted with a harness. I strapped him down to the bed and began my preparations. 

He awoke at dawn strapped into his harness and tied to the bed. He looked up at me in shock. I had placed a gag in his mouth so his mother wouldn't hear him. I had done the same to her as well. I was dressed in black leather and had the whip in my hand. "Forgot to tell you my sweet" I growled. "That before you get the woman of your dreams a little more training is required...it's called obedience training. You will learn to love her but you must always obey me...is that clear" 

He just stared up at me. I snapped my whip against his bare thigh. He quickly nodded. "Any disobedience in the next few days will be punished. If I say jump you jump, if I say fuck you fuck...clear?" He nodded unsure why any of this was necessary. I didn't have sex with him that day and didn't allow him to masturbate. By tomorrow when he met the woman of his dreams he would be very horny. I let him walk around with a lease tied to his neck and his hand cuffed in front of him. I asked him to perform various tasks and he learned to obey quickly. 

After I tied him to the bed I went to his mother's room and went through the same with her. She had been tied up for a week so this was just part of the game. A few smacks on her large bare bottom and she realized I meant business. After a few hours I tied her back up to the bed and went upstairs to get some needed rest. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day. 

PART TWO - CONSUMMATION 

"Today you meet your prince charming," I said lovingly stroking Marilyn's pussy getting her wet and ready for her son. She groaned into her gag. I had already made up her face to look like a cheap whore. Lots of eyeshadow and lipstick. Then I had replaced the gag. "I will remove the gag after you have met. He's in the next room...want to meet him?" 

The look in her eyes said 'meet him like this'. "It's a little strange I admit," I said plainly. "All will make sense shortly." I attached her harness to the lift and she rose off the bed. I then tied her legs up so she appeared to be squatting in mid-air with her legs spread wide apart. 

I had already tied her son to a chair and got him erect with a few skillful strokes of my hand. Then I had placed a ring at the base of his penis to keep him stiff until orgasm. I now moved Marilyn over to the door. I stood in the doorway where I could see both of them but they could not see each other. "Are you two ready to meet?" They both nodded muffled affirmative heard through their respective gags. 

I then pulled Marilyn into view and stood back. "James this is Marilyn, Marilyn this is James. I just know the 2 of you are going to hit it off." 

Marilyn's eyes widened and she screamed into her gag. "I told you he was cute and look at the size of his cock" I whispered in her ear. I thought to myself, the last time she had something that large in her pussy was when she was giving birth to him. "I've spent the last month training him to be the most wonderful lover for you." 

She was now trying to escape from her harness but it held her fast. "You're not going to get away, so don't try. Now let's get started." I went over to James and made a few adjustments to his chair. "Didn't I tell you she was drop dead gorgeous" I said kissing his cheek. He just moaned struggling to escape but there was no escape from what was meant to be. His eyes were glued to his mother. Made up to look like a slut, dangling from the ceiling completely naked and legs spread invitingly wide. I now removed his gag. "You are forbidden from speaking to one another." I said snapping me whip to emphasize the point. "Who needs words when you're making love anyway." I laughed. 

I walked over to her and removed her gag. She immediately began screaming for help. "The room is soundproof so you may as well be quiet. Of course once you get that monster up your pussy you may moan with pleasure" I laughed and she just glared at me. 

I started pulling her over to her son. "Please don't do this please" she sobbed. 

"This is for you own good so stop complaining." 

I pulled Marilyn over until she was hovering over her son. I moved her close so his head was pressed into her cleavage. "I told you she had nice boobs" I whispered in his ear. Marilyn gasped and she closed her eyes as her son's head was buried between her breasts. "Why are you doing this" she sobbed. 

"I told you I would find you the perfect man for you and I have." I replied matter of factly. "Now I will convince you of that" 

I pulled his hands up and strapped his wrists to her belt. His palms and fingers I then pressed to her firm round ass. She shuddered and took a deep breath heaving her ample bosom into her son's face. He tried to curl his fingers up so they didn't touch his mother's smooth naked flesh. "Keep them there" I ordered. 

His fingers lay back down. Soon they would be squeezing her ass firmly. But first I had to join them in a way a mother and son should never be joined but in a way I knew was so right for them. 

His penis was erect and pointed upwards to his mother pussy only an inch above. I pushed the button and slowly lowered her until they could both feel the tip of his young penis touch the now moist lips of his mother's pussy. "No please, please don't do this I beg of you" she sobbed. 

"This is for your own good" I said "You will thank me for this in time" 

I let them contemplate what was about to happen. "In a moment you will cease to be mother and son" I said, "You will be lovers. You may feel this is wrong but soon, very soon it won't really matter because it will be done. So you may as well enjoy it...I know I certainly will." At that I pulled his face from his Mothers boobs and pressed my lips to his and kissed him deeply "This is the moment I prepared you for my love" I sighed. "It's hard to give you up to another woman, but I only want what is best for you" 

I then kissed Marilyn hard and long. "Enjoy this young man as much as I have. He is one hell of a good fuck. Forget your inhibitions and fears...this is meant to be" I kissed her trembling lips again and gazed into her misty wide eyes. I pressed the button and she slowly began to lower. "No-ooooh," she groaned as her sons massive prick parted her slick pussy lips and eased into her. I let the penetration proceed slowly and deliciously. Marilyn would feel every long hard inch slide into her and that would make her pussy lubricate. Once that happened the rest would come naturally I hoped. Both were now gasping as his huge penis returned to the point of its origin. His mothers warm loving womb. 




The Perfect Couple



She couldn't believe how far he was going into her and he couldn't believe how good mommy's pussy felt. Her groan turned to a low moan as he disappeared between her legs and his balls, full of semen destined for deep in her belly, pressed against her now very moist pussy lips. "Now doesn't he feel good in there" I whispered in her ear. 

By now her head was on his shoulder and I proceeded to lock their neck braces together so they couldn't see each other's faces. I felt that might be a distraction this early into their conversion. I pulled her arms around his neck and tied them there. 

I was hoping nature would take its course and they would soon begin moving together toward the ultimate goal of orgasm. They were still though. Their minds were resisting what the rest of their body was feeling. I flicked a switch on the chair and it began to slowly rock. Marilyn let out a moan as she felt her son move inside her. "No please no" she gasped fearing she would give into to the feelings welling up inside her. 

I turned the knob and the chair began moving faster and they both began softly moaning in each other's ears. Their faces contorted as they tried to resist the feelings but I only increased the speed determined to break them. "Resistance is futile" I hissed in their ears and increased the speed once again. 

By now his penis was moving in and out of his mother's pussy with short strong strokes. I couldn't really tell how much was due to the chair and how much was natural loving rhythm. She was getting very wet which only increased that wonderful friction of stiff hard penis against soft warm wet pussy. Her eyes were clamped shut, teeth clenched as she fought hard against the sensations within her trembling hips. Then it happened, she let out a cry, her mouth open wide and soft. Surrendering to the feeling within, her hips began to jerk and twitch. Her ass rose and fell over his thick throbbing manhood. Her slick pussy sliding up and down her son's penis with long hard lusting strokes. James was moving his ass in time with hers, meeting her push for thrust. Every time his massive member rammed into her she let out a loud cry. All at once she stiffened and her face froze briefly, mouth open wide and a low guttural moan issuing forth. Her body was shaking in one of the most intense orgasm I have ever seen anybody have. Her pussy gushed forth hot gooey come coating her son's thrusting prick. 

He responded by thrusting deep into his mother and letting out a cry filling her with his young semen. "Oh Mommy oh Mommy," he gasped. 

"Oh baby," she sighed as her body trembled and quaked. 

Every thick wad of sperm that pulsed out of her son's penis into her hot pussy caused her to gasp. She was being slowly filled with her boy's semen and the feeling was unbelievable. She continued to orgasm until his balls finally emptied. As the fluids drained out of them they slumped together gasping for air. Their crotches a sweet sticky mess, cum dripping out of her cunt onto the floor. "Wow" I said, breathless from the intensity of their loving. "That was sure nice wasn't it" 

They said nothing as the realization of what had happened hit them. For a brief moment they had given in to their passions and mother and son had screwed like animals in heat. Now they sat there hugging with his still hard cock up her drenched pussy. Their relationship would never be the same even if I let them go right now. But I had no intention of doing so. I was far from finished with them. I loosened their neck braces and turned their faces toward each other's. Their lips were now touching by they resisted. "Come on kiss your mother, didn't she give you a nice fuck" I cajoled. 

I pinched both their noses until their mouths opened and them pushed their heads together. I held them there for a while moving their heads slightly so they at least looked like they were necking. They moaned but did little else. I let them go after 5 minutes and went behind her and checked out her pussy. His cock was still very hard and wedged most of the way up her. I grabbed her hips and pushed them down hard engulfing the rest of his cock in one fluid stroke. 

She let out a cry and wiggled her ass around his prick. She stopped when she realized what she was doing. "Don't stop Honey" I said "You've already fucked him once, do it this time on your own" But she resisted my suggestion. I switched the chair on; slowly increasing the speed until she once again surrendered to the sensations her son's prick was causing deep inside her motherly hips. With a stifled cry she was humping her son like a bitch in heat and the chair was no longer needed. I turned it off and they humped on obliviously. She came twice before her wet cunt milked the semen from her son's balls. 

They slumped together eyes closed with shame. But I knew this had been a most excellent start. They would soon make love without any need for my treacherous machines. I lifted her off her son and she gazed down at her wide-open cunt. Dripping with her son's semen. His cock stood stiff and slick with his mother's cunt juice. They could probably go again but I decided that was enough for today. 

Once back in her room I lowered her body to the bed. I pulled her wrists up into the bedpost shackles and did the same for her ankles spreading her legs wide. I gazed down at her pussy and licked my lips. "There sure is a lot of spunk in your cunt," I said kneeling down "It feels good having your sons cum up your cunt doesn't it?" She didn't reply 

"Answer me!" I ordered. 

"N-no," she sobbed. 

"Don't lie to me" I barked then softly "I saw you fuck your son and enjoy it. Now admit it you wish he was here right now. You wish it was him between your legs instead of me" I licked her dripping inner thighs " Admit it..." I dipped my tongue into her tasty twat "Marilyn tell me you enjoyed it" I said firmly. 

She just moaned and stared off into the distance. "Imagine this is his tongue inside you...close your eyes and imagine" 

I began to lick her pussy and with in a minute she was thrashing on the bed and the sweet taste of a mother and sons cum mixed together filled my mouth. Thick wads of semen flowed out on a river of female cunt come ème. Though my plan called for her to retain as much semen in her cunt as possible I had to taste the fruits of all my hard work. I licked her out until she had no more Jism lodged up her pussy. I knew this would be the last time for us for a while so I made sure I enjoyed it to the full. 

I then left her quivering on the bed and went and licked her sons cock clean of her cunt juice. "I bet you wish it was your mother giving you a blow job instead of me," I said as I went down on him. "Maybe I can convince her tomorrow...would you like that" He just moaned as I deep throated his cock. I would teach her to do that to her son. I enjoyed the sweet taste of his semen as he came in my mouth. 

I kept him hard in my mouth then mounted him. "This will be the last time we fuck my sweet" I gasped as I eased my hips down over him. "From now on the only pussy this big monster enters will be mommy's" This idea seemed to make him hornier than ever and he thrust up at me with vigor. I was soon screaming and cumming as we fucked and fucked. I hoped his mother heard us. I hoped she was jealous. 

PART THREE - SUBMISSION 

After lunch the next day I removed Marilyn from the bed and strapped her into her harness and lifted her up so her up and got her ready. James was already strapped to the chair as yesterday. They both knew what was coming but only put up token resistance which made me happy. As before I strapped them together so his hands were on her ass and hers were on his neck. This time I pushed their mouths together and pinched their noses so they opened against each other. I tighten their heads together so their lips would stay locked throughout the duration of the fuck. 

I hadn't prepared her pussy as I had yesterday but she was wet anyway, very wet. His penis had somehow gotten erect all on its own, though I still put the ring on it. I lowered her down and listened as they moaned into each other's mouths. I clicked the chair on to get them started but didn't have to increase the speed. Their resistance was not what it had been yesterday. Nature soon took its course and they were soon humping quite nicely so I turned off the chair. I couldn't really tell but I think they were french kissing each other. Either way their mouths were doing something to each other. Marilyn came quickly and she groaned load into his mouth. 

I watched from behind as his glistening penis, so long and thick, was engulfed then discharged from her sopping pussy, with rapid strokes. His hands were squeezing her ass tight and seemed to pull her down forcefully every time he thrust upwards. She didn't really need the help but it felt good having her own son try to manhandle her so. She was soon quaking with another orgasm and his thrusts became more insistent. She knew he was going to fill her pussy with semen so she began to hump even more wildly. With a load cry both came in the most beautiful intense simultaneous orgasm I had ever seen. 

This time they slumped together but not in shame but they need to hold each other as close as possible. I let them hold each other close for a few minutes then waited to see if they would begin humping each other with out the prompting of the chair. Their consciences took over and they would not willingly start this sinful act. I would try something different. 

I lifted her off her son and placed her in another chair strapping her in. I attached the cable to her James' harness and lifted him over to the wall where I tied him in place. His arms clamped at the elbows. I rolled her chair over to him so her face was directly in front of his erection. She began to struggle as she realized what was in store but she couldn't move. I pulled her hands up and clamped them to his belt so her hands were on his ass. 

I attached her neck brace to a belt on the wall between his legs and tightened it. This moved her head forward so her lips touched the head of his penis. She began to struggle but to no avail. I pinched her nose. She held her breath as long as possible then gasped. I tightened the belt. "Don't hurt him," I said as the tip of his penis grazed her teeth and entered her mouth. I tightened the belt until she began to gag on her son's huge manhood then stopped. I could tell she was in some discomfort, having such a large member pressing against the back of her throat. "I will not let you go until he comes," I said sitting down. 

She sobbed and realized what she had to do. Slowly she began sucking his cock. With her hands on his ass she guided him in and out. I leaned forward and loosened the strap so his cock would have more stroking room. He reached down and put his hands on his mother's head. She began slow but got faster as she got used to it. She began to enjoy the taste of his penis coated with her pussy juice and traces of his semen. "Tastes good doesn't it," I said leaning over and kissing her cheek. "Just wait until you taste his come. Its sweet and there will be lots of it. I should know" 

The thought made her shudder then suck harder. Soon she had sucked off all the juices from their copulation and he was getting stiffer and bigger in her mouth. This scared her and thrilled her. She knew her mouth was about to be filled with his semen and she made her suck harder. When she tasted his pre-cum juices she almost when crazy. Thrusting her head at his hips, taking more and more of his huge meat into her mouth until she was deep throating it all. 

He let out a cry and arced his back pushing his hips against his mother's hungry mouth, holding her head tight. Her fingernails dug into his ass and her head stopped moving for a second. The look on her face was one of sweet passionate bliss. I could tell she was tasting her son's cum for the first time and enjoying it very much. She moved her head slowly to milk the sweetness from her lover's penis. James was pumping wad after sticky hot wad of jism into his mothers mouth and she was swallowing as fast as she could but it was too much. Soon it began dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin splashing down onto her boobs. I unbuckled the belt but her mouth stay put sucking every delicious drop from her young man's penis. 

"That was nice wasn't it?" I asked as I pulled her chair back. She craned her neck to keep him in her mouth but it soon popped out. The look of disappointment on her face was very noticeable. His cock was still spurting (young men have so much cum) and the last few wads of cum splattered on her face and in her hair. She looked a mess. Semen all over her face and boobs, lipstick smeared, cum dripping from her lips. Her hair was dripping with jism and a mess. But the look on her face was one of contentment and satisfaction. 

I set about moving him onto the bed and strapping him down. Then I put Marilyn back in the harness and lifted her from the chair. "I'll let you out off this thing if you promise to go over to your son and fuck his brains out. What do you say?" She lowered her eyes and said nothing. "Shit...Ok we'll do it another way." I snapped angry that she still resisted the inevitable. 

I moved her over to James and positioned her over his erection. I lowered her until her pussy touched the head of his penis then parted slightly. I held her there with it wedged at the entrance of her womanhood. I tortured her by grabbing his penis and moving it so it rubbed the now slick lips of her cunt. She began to moan. "Want a little more of that wonderful prick into you?" I cajoled. "All I have to do is press this button" 

I could tell she was fighting this with all her being. "You've already fucked him 3 times, sucked him off and enjoyed it every time why do you continue with this foolishness." I said softly. "Follow your heart for once. Make love to James like you know you want to. Like you know you must." 

She was sobbing and he lay still with his eyes closed. He wanted his Mom to fuck him but the thought shamed him so. As I rubbed her pussy lips her hips began to instinctively thrust at him as best they could. His prick pressed up at her as he felt the sweet wet goodness of his mother's pussy on his manhood. Her sobs turned to moans and a look came over her face like I have never seen. Like everything she believed in and held dear meant nothing. All that she wanted was to fuck her son. "Oh no, no" She whispered as her feelings defeated her reason and her mind surrendered to the inescapable. I placed the control in her hand and she opened her eyes and stared at me. "Hit the red button" I said 

Her eyes misty and half-open looked over at her son. The look in his eyes was one of approval and hope. She let out a shudder and closed her eyes. She knew what she must do. With a gasp she pushed the red button and descended onto her son's manhood. "Yes" I gasped triumphantly. 

All thoughts of right and wrong, motherhood, incest, sin, morality disappeared as his manhood slowly eased into her pussy. He arced his back to meet her and soon he was buried deep inside her. I loosened the straps to her legs so her knees could touch the bed and sat down with my dildo and watched. 

She ground her hips against his as if trying to get it as deep into her as possible. She let out a long low moan and proceeded to hump him like a bitch in heat. This time no help from the chair to get her started. She was willingly and eagerly fucking her son. He bucked and thrust beneath her. I didn't last long but it did make one hell of a mess of the sheets. I had done it; I had made them fuck each other not because I forced them to, but because of their lust for each other. 

The intense bed shaking orgasm seemed to drain everything out of them and she slumped in her harness panting. Her cunt was a mess of love fluids. I lowered her down so she could kiss her son. But again after the coupling was over and their passions satisfied they began to feel guilty. "Fuck" I swore "Still holding to those rigid moral values when you have just enjoyed the most wonderful thing a man and woman, any man and woman, even mother and son were meant to enjoy!" 

I pulled her up and took her to her room strapping her to the bed. I let myself calm down a bit. I should realize I told myself, that this was quite an adjustment for them. I was asking them to let go of a wholesome 18 year mother/son relationship and become wanton lovers. I should be happy with the headway I was making. Each time they had sex their resistance was weaker, their submission quicker, their passion more intense. I had a feeling that by this time tomorrow whatever resistance they had left would be broken. Then all my work would have paid off and their dreams would come true. 

She stared up at me. "How do you feel Honey?" I asked softly. "Pretty good I bet. I always feel good after a good fuck. I love the feeling of a man's cum in my pussy. It's even more special when you love the man. You love James don't you?" 

"Of course I do" she sobbed. "He's my son for-" 

"You were fucking your boy like a slut, so stop with the good mother act. "I said matter of factly. "Things have changed now haven't they? You fucked your son...you pressed the button and rode him like a lustful wanton whore. I want you to think of him as your lover. How many times did you cum" 

"I-I don't know" "At least a half dozen times I think. At least you screamed in ecstasy that many times so I assumed you were cumming....Did it feel good when he came inside you?...Answer me!" 

"Y-Yes" She softly admitted. 

"Then why do you fight what you're feeling." I said lovingly stroking her cheek. "Wouldn't you rather be sleeping with him tonight? Loving him, being loved by him?...Answer me please" 

"I-I...yes" She looked away but I pulled her face back towards me 

"If you're a good girl tomorrow you can sleep with him OK" 

"O-ok" She shuddered. Trembling with fear and anticipation. Fear of what she might do tomorrow, anticipation of what she might do tomorrow. Either way it would be wrong but feel so right. 

I left her and went to him. His cock was still hard and wet. I stroked it and looked down at it. "You need another fuck from Mommy...maybe if you both behave tomorrow I'll let you fuck as much as you want and even sleep together. Would you like that...sure you would." 

I turned out the lights and left. I doubt they slept at all that night. 

PART FOUR - SURRENDER 

They lay on their beds all day trembling in expectation, but I let them wait until about 5. I went to her and unstrapped her from the bed. I lead her by the hand into his room. It was a small room with a single bed a table and a chair. I had removed all the bondage devices. He was sitting on the chair naked and unshackled. He stared at his naked mother and looked away as did she. Shit I was tired of this. 

"I'm tired of playing fucking games. You will not leave this room until you fuck each other silly and I am satisfied you will leave and continue this relationship that I feel is so important for your happiness. You 2 were meant for each other. Until you realize that you stay here." I went to the door. "Now let me leave you 2 lovebirds alone." 

I left the room and went to the 2-way mirror and watched. They ate the dinner I had left them in silence then sat there staring at the wall for at least an hour. I went to the door and opened it. "Bed time" I announced then left. I turned the lights down, but not so low I couldn't see the action. They looked at the bed. It was big enough for 2 only if they lay pressed or on top of each other. Which was the idea of course. 

"I'll sleep on the floor," James said. It was cold tile. 

"No that's ok...we'll be fine" She said. 




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The bed was so small they could only sleep on their sides. She lay behind him. He could feel her large breasts pressing into her back, her pussy hairs on the crack of his ass and her hot now labored breath on his neck. He tried to fight it but his penis began to get erect. Her hands were on her thighs, which pressed against his. His back was so muscular and his ass so tight. He was so handsome and masculine, but he's my son, she thought. She tried but couldn't fight the urge. Her hand brushed his strong thigh and gently, she lay her hand upon it. He stiffened and I saw his penis grow even larger. She was now slowly caressing his thigh her hand inching closer and closer to his now huge erection. 

Marilyn kept this up for quite a while knowing she was inching closer and closer to that point of no return. She knew it was wrong but she had already had made love to her son so what difference did it make. But it did make a difference. She had been manipulated, coerced, forced to have intercourse with her son. This time if she made love to her son it would be her choice. He lay there trembling beneath her touch. A mothers touch or a lovers touch? 

To make love to her son was against everything she knew was right. Her mind told her it was sinful, perverse, immoral and damaging in the long run. But her pussy now dripping with desire and her heart now pounding with anticipation still urged her on. She so wanted, so needed that huge manhood throbbing just inches from her fingers, deep in her pussy. Incest and moral virtues be damned. She wanted to fuck her son. But would she cross the threshold and finally make her son her lover. Finally admit to Herself and to him what I had been telling them all along. It was their destiny to be lovers, nothing could stop that, it was unavoidable, inescapable and she knew it. 

He was trembling beside her. "Mom?" "Sssh baby" she whispered kissing his shoulder. Her hand slid up his thigh and brushed over his balls sliding up the length of his manhood. Wow it's so long and stiff, I did this to him, she thought. I'll have to do something about it. She gently wrapped her fingers around it stroking its length as he began to shake all over. "Ssh baby it'll be alright. Let momma make you feel good" she whispered. 

That seemed to calm him down. It was so thick and hard, like a piece of steel. It began to throb beneath her loving touch. It felt so good him her hands, so warm and wonderful. But it would feel even better inside her. She sat up and pushed him onto his back. She lowered her mouth to his and kissed him long and hard. Kissing like mother and son were never meant to kiss, her tongue almost down his throat, her hands all over his muscular body, his hands grasping at her wide hips and round ass. 

Pressing her large boobs to his chest she straddled him and guided his now throbbing erection to the lips of her pussy. She held her hips there for a moment, realizing she was about to cross the point of no return. She had gone too far to stop she had to go all the way now. She lifted her mouth from his and sighed. Not a sigh of sinful surrender but one of knowing lustful passion. 

With that she eased her hips down over his throbbing hard-on with a throaty cry. Her very wet pussy engulfed his full thick length in seconds. She held him tight inside her for a minute, her mouth on his, tongues wrestling as one. Then she pulled up and began thrusting. Her hips moved with frenzy as she gave her young man the working over of his life. Letting out a cry she exploded in orgasm. The floodgates of heaven opened as she lubricated her son's welcome intrusion. Lubricating that wonderful piston that pounded deep in her belly. Thrusting together in their glorious labor of love. 

When he arced his back and filled her pussy with jism she kept on humping. He was young and would stay hard and horny. Her lips stayed on his except when they were open wide crying out in orgasmic delight. Finally he spunked up her hole once again and she ground her hips to a halt and lay atop her son swapping spit with him. 

They had done it, mother and son had made love. This time they had copulated without my manipulations, this time they basked in the afterglow of love without shame. This time their passion, their lust had been the motivating factor. Afterwards they felt only contentment and joy, knowing the sweet bliss of making love to one you love so dearly. 

After they caught their breath they somehow rolled over without disengaging his penis from her cunt and without falling off the bed. She wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust her hips up at him. "Fuck Mommy hard" she urged her lover pulling his face to her boobs. Soon he was up on his hands and humping his mother with vigor. Her large boobs jiggled with every thrust. "Harder lover harder baby" She screamed as she came coating his cock with her thick love honey. James let out a gasp and began to shake. Marilyn put her feet flat on the bed and arced her back forcing him to the deepest point yet inside her pussy, which now received the sweet rich reward of his semen. "Oh Baby fill mommy's pussy with cum, cum inside your Mommy oh baby" she cried cumming with him. "oooh I love you Baby I love you lover" 

"Ooooh" James gasped emptying his balls into her. "I love you Mommy ooooh" 

I felt so good watching them. All the planning the training everything had paid off. They were no longer mother and son. They were lovers and not ashamed of it either. Which was good because I planned for them to be lovers for life. They lay together kissing and whispering like lovers do. In less than an hour they he had unloaded 3 times up her pussy and finally they spoke to each other. "Oh baby that felt so good" Marilyn sighed. "You feel so good inside me" 

James wasn't sure what to say. After all, his mother had just fucked him like a nymphomaniac. Everything he thought about his Mom had changed so much in the last few days. Like a good mother she knew her baby. "Honey" she said. "I know this seems wrong but it feel so right. It feels so right to be here with you, in each other's arms, you inside me where you belong. This is where you started, how could it be wrong for you to be here again?" 

He smiled down at her and kissed her. Not like a boy kissing his Mom, but like a man kissing his woman. She sighed and held him tight. He was the perfect man for her. Their hips began to move against each other, hard cock sliding in and out. Her ass was soon thrusting up to meet him, her juices flowing, her tits bouncing. After he came for a 4th time up his mother's cunt I went to get a drink. 

When I returned Marilyn was against the wall, arms around his neck, legs around his waist. He had her pinned there and he was screwing her hard. I mean really hard. Her face was contorted by the violence of his lustful thrusts but she was enjoying the hard screwing very much. Her face only changed when she came and her mouth went from a grimace to wide open and the short hoarse gasp she let out every time his prick rammed into her became a long screaming moan. He wasn't making love to his mother he was raping her and she was urging him on. Suddenly her face contorted in pain and bliss and I knew he was filling her with semen once again. Their orgasm was so intense they fell to the floor and lay in a heap panting for several minutes. 

They fucked each other all over the room until about 11 when she eventually collapsed on top of him and fell to sleep with his penis still inside. I sleep in the next room beside the mirror. I was awoken at 2 in the morning by the sound of screwing. They were at it again, this time on the bed in the spoon position. After they came they went back to sleep. 

At dawn I was awoken by his moans. Marilyn had awoken her son with a blowjob. I watched her suck his huge penis with relish and before long she was rewarded with a mouthful of teenage spunk. She sucked him dry then swung her hips around so her ass was over his face. Sitting on his face with a moan as James long tongue dug deep into her pussy. She soon coated his face with her warm cream. She bounced off him and sat her hips down on his now throbbing erection. A gasp escaped her lips as her son disappeared into her once again. They fucked all day. 

I watched them until I had to get some food. I slid their food under the door not wanting to interrupt them. I heard some loud crying out. I rushed to the mirror and saw James fucking his mother up the ass. He slowly worked his monster up her tight little hole. He held her hips tight as he strained to push his forward. I was sure by the look on her face she was losing her anal virginity. Slowly gently he eased into her until he completely disappeared up her anal tract. 

I couldn't believe it, he had his cock into his mother all the way. "Oooh baby" She gasped hoarsely, feeling all 10 inches buried in her rectum. He pulled back slightly and pushed back in. He had to hold her tight so she didn't collapse from the pain and pleasure of being ass-fucked by her well hung son. 

Grimacing she took all he gave. It felt like she had a fence-post up her ass. He felt like his cock was in a wet velvet vice. It was so fucking tight. Mommy's ass felt so nice. He was soon stroking in and out with long lustful thrusts. He could only last so long pumping in and out of her hot tight heavenly backside. 

With a shudder and a cry he unloaded up her ass. She let out a gasping cry as she felt warm soothing semen coat the inside of her burning rectum. Quivering beneath him she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her and spew out her untouched pussy. She collapsed under him and he couldn't hold on. His pecker popped out of her ass and spurted thick white globs onto her back. 

I caught a glimpse of her formerly tight asshole, now wide open like a large cavern. White semen oozing from her depths, her ass crack smeared with spunk. He fell on top of her, the last of his semen pulsing out into the crack of her butt. She lay there groaning in pain and pleasure. She must have liked it though, because a day didn't go by after that where his pecker didn't make its way up her backside. 

They were like honeymooners all week. He being a young man was always horny. She being an old girl had an endless capacity for fucking. They would stop having sex only long enough to eat. They screwed in every position imaginable. I slid a 100-sex position book under the door and I'm sure they tried them all. They were so in lust with each other. My plan had worked very well, but I had one more thing to accomplish before I was finished with them. 

PART FIVE - IMPREGNATION 

Finally on the seventh day I visited them. They were of course fucking when I entered the room. "Don't let me stop you two lovebirds." They finished the fuck then disengaged. 

"When can we leave?" Marilyn asked standing there with her sons cum trickling down the inside of her legs. "We've done everything you've asked." 

I looked at her and smiled. "You can leave when and only when you are pregnant with his child. That shouldn't take long considering how much you've been fucking." 

Marilyn stared at me mouth agape. After all I had put her through I was asking this? "You are truly evil" She gasped. "Truly wicked" 

"How can you say that after all I've given you. When you have his baby growing in your stomach you will thank me for making you do this. It is meant to be, you were meant to love him, to become the mother of his child. Who else would you want knocking you up? Until then I will keep you locked in this room, so I suggest you get back to it, as if you two needed any incentive." 

I left the room and went to the mirror. She stared at the door for quite a while then looked down lost in thought. She turned to her son standing there just as shocked. "You heard what she said" She sighed still looking down grabbing his hand she lead him to the bed and lay back spreading her legs. "We have to make love like this so your semen stays inside me" 

"Mom are..." he stammered. 

"Don't call me That. My name is Marilyn lover. I'm your lover, I'm the mother of your child, I'm the love of your life" 

"I love you Marilyn." He mounted her easing his cock into her. 

"I love you James." She gasped feeling her son inside her where he belonged. "I love you Baby...so much." 

But it wasn't the love of a mother for a son. They were passionately in love and they now made love like I had never seen them before. Perhaps they realized the joy and passion they were experiencing was never going to end. She was going to get impregnated by her own son and she never wanted anything so bad in her life. She was going to be the mother of his child. 

They fucked all day and all night and every morning she would give me a urine sample. At the end of July I came in and gave them the good news. "Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. MacIsaac. You are going to have a baby" 

"Oh yes" She gasped and hugged her man tight kissing him long and hard. Then she turned back to me and wrapped her arms around me giving me a hug and then a long passionate kiss. "Thank you so very much for everything you have done for us Sherri. Thank you for introducing me to the perfect man. Thank you so much for forcing us to realize we were made for each other" 

I kissed her back. "You made him for yourself, 18 years ago. Who'd have guessed when he was growing inside you he would return to plant the seed of life and become the love of your life. You've spent all these years raising him to be the perfect man. The man for you, the only man for you." 

She kissed me again and hugged me whispering "Thank you thank you" in my ear. James walked up and hugged both of us in his arms. His now erect cock pressing against our thighs. Marilyn looked down at his manhood. "That thing never gets soft. I'm not a young woman any more." She laughed. 

"Nothing beats a young man. Always hard, always horny. Just what women our age need." 

"You got that right..." Then she looked at me. "Can you give me a hand with him" 

"I sure can...let's go upstairs to my bed. It's big enough for all three of us" 

Once upstairs Marilyn pressed her face between my spread legs and proceeded to work me to a lather. James stood before me and I took his throbbing cock in my mouth. It tasted so good, coated in his mother's juices. Once my cunt was slick I lay back on me bed and Marilyn guided James large manhood into my wet pussy. It felt so good to have him back inside me after nearly a month absence. Marilyn sat her hips on my face. Her pussy still full of her son's semen, pressed to my lips. Soon I was drinking the love of a mother and son. It tasted so good. James unloaded up my cunt and Marilyn leaned over and ate me out. I came quickly spewing James semen into her mouth. 

My licking was interrupted by James huge prick sliding past my nose into Marilyn's pussy. I let her licked me to another orgasm watching her son pound into her pussy inches from my face. I pushed them both off me and had her mount him and start riding. I pulled out my strap on dildo and lubed it up in my pussy. Then I strapped it on and eased it up her ass. She exploded in orgasm as we double-teamed her. He soon filled his mother with semen and I licked it out of her juicy cunt. Then we double-teamed James, Marilyn sat on his face and I eased my hips down over his thick manhood. I rode him to glory and had his semen eaten out of my pussy and on we went. About 3 hours later we collapsed in each other's arms. Exhausted sore but satisfied. All my plans, all their dreams had come true. I felt so wonderful inside. 

PART 6 - WEDLOCK 

They spent the summer with me. I gave them the small guesthouse beside the lake rent-free. I hired James on a grounds-keeper. I got an old friend turned new age minister to marry them, so they were now husband and wife. In May Marilyn gave birth to a healthy baby girl. They named it Sherri. I visit them often and we have great sex together. I will make love to both of them or individually, as neither of them is jealous of me having sex with their mate. 

I visited them just last week, coming in from the city for a weekend of sex and relaxation. James and Sherri were playing in the yard. She ran over to me giving her Aunt Sherri a hug then went back to her Dad. I had big plans for those 2 in about 13 years or so. If he can screw his mother why not his daughter. 

Marilyn greeted me at the door with a long loving kiss. She was looking more radiant than usual. She took my hand and placed it on her stomach. I felt a slight bulge. "Marilyn you're pregnant" I gasped 

"Knocked up again." She giggled "Not bad for a 40-year-old broad." 

"Of course when your getting poked every night its bound to happen" I laughed. "Maybe this one will be a boy" 

Suddenly I had a vision of a still fit and sexy 55 year old Marilyn mounted atop a teenage boy. Humping like a hot old bitch in heat, screaming in delight as she milks the sweet young semen out of him. Marilyn was looking out over the lake with a far away look in her eyes and a dreamy smile on her face. "I sure hope it's a boy." She said dreamily. 

As I looked at her I realized she was thinking exactly what I was thinking. 



The Perfect Couple



Chapter 1: Let's Make a Deal (or Cramming for the Exam)

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"Come in?" Professor Carlson called out, tentatively. He wasn't certain whether he'd heard a knock at his office door or not at first. The door creaked slowly open, and she walked in, her eyes mostly down and only glancing up at him occasionally. He felt his face grow flush, and his position in his chair suddenly became pleasantly uncomfortable.

"Professor Carlson?" she asked. She was really nervous about this meeting, but she was determined to maintain her composure.

"Yes, Susie, what can I do for you today."

"Um, sir, I need to talk to you about my grade in your class."

Susie was a freshman in his general chemistry class, and by far the worst student he'd had in years. But she was also by far the sexiest. And she was exactly his type: very innocent and very slutty at the same time, with a gorgeous face and long, brown hair, pulled up into two high pony tails. She had rather a lot of make-up on, which he loved, and she wore large, hoop earrings. She was wearing a short, flared skirt, a low-cut, but tight, cropped shirt that came up just under her very large breasts. (He was pretty sure she wasn't wearing a bra.) Her very high heels accented her beautiful legs, and...were those stockings?

"Please have a seat," he said, trying to maintain his concentration.

Susie walked carefully to his large desk, put her purse on the floor, and sank into the chair, taking a deep breath. She knew that she was failing miserably, and her only hope was to convince him to give her some sort of extra credit assignments. Maybe a short research paper? Or maybe he'd let her re-take one of the exams? She was desperate.

She crossed her legs and adjusted her skirt, and, for a moment Prof. Carlson thought he caught a glimpse of black panties. He cleared his throat and tried to keep his eyes on her face.

"What seems to be the trouble, Susie?" he asked.

"Well, sir, I..." She hesitated for a moment, and began again. "Sir, I know I'm not doing very well in your class. In fact, I'm pretty sure I must be failing."

Prof. Carlson glanced at the computer screen on his desk. "Yes, I'm afraid you're very right. And with only a week left in the semester, I fear that even a perfect score on the final exam wouldn't help you to pass."

Susie's lips began to curl and for a moment she looked as though she might cry. But at last she pulled herself together and said, "Sir, I know I haven't done anything to deserve it, but do you suppose we might find some sort of extra credit assignments that I might do to pull my grade up?"

"Susie, I really don't think that would be fair to the other students."

"Please, sir? My mom told me that if I fail this class, they'll send me to the community college in my hometown. I just know I'd end up working at McDonald's for the rest of my life!"

"Susie, I don't mean to sound cruel here, but you really should have thought of this several months ago, not just before the end of the semester."

"Maybe I could write an extra paper? Or if you let me re-take the mid-term exam, I'm just sure I could do much better!" As she spoke, she sounded more and more desperate, and she began to rise slightly from her chair.

Prof. Carlson paused. As she spoke, her breasts jiggled ever so slightly beneath her top. For a few seconds he could clearly see sheer black panties beneath her skirt, and...a new thought crossed his mind: he could have this gorgeous little slut for himself for a few hours. He couldn't really believe what he was considering it, but he just couldn't help himself. After all, he'd been secretly lusting after her all semester long, and here she was at his mercy. As he slowly realized what an opportunity he had, his pulse quickened and his cock began to harden between his legs.

"OK, Susie, let me think about this for a moment. You need to pass my class or you'll spend the rest of life flipping burgers. But all your ideas for `extra credit' mean that much more work for me; frankly I don't really want to grade yet another exam or read yet another long paper. You're asking me to help you out here, but you're not offering any help to me in return."

Susie was confused (a common state of mind for her). What did he mean? What else could she do? Surely he didn't mean... Susie gasped softly at the idea of it. She did think Prof. Carlson was very handsome, but would he really be interested in her...like that? She felt herself becoming wet as she began to fantasize about him undressing...

"Susie?" His voice startled her back to reality.

"Sorry, sir. I was thinking about...something else."

"Well, what do you think? Is there something you could do to help me?"

"Um..." She squirmed a bit in her seat. "Maybe." Susie hesitated. Was she right about his intentions? How could she be sure? Then, as she shifted yet again in her chair, she glanced the front of his trousers. Her suspicions were confirmed.

"Yes?" Prof. Carlson asked.

"Sir, if you could help me to pass this class, I'd be willing to do anything you wanted." And then, after a pause, "anything."

"I see. Then perhaps we can come to an agreement, Susie. I'm willing to give you a chance to improve your grade IF you'll do and say exactly what I tell you and answer every question I ask you for the rest of the day. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I think so."

"Then do you agree?"

Susie paused. He really was handsome, she thought. And judging by that bulge in his pants, she could really have some fun with him.

"Yes, sir, I agree...I will do whatever you want."

Chapter 2: Q & A (or T & A)

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Prof. Carlson smiled, then stood and locked his office door. He turned to face Susie, whose eyes went straight to the tent sticking out of his pants. Her nipples hardened at the thought of what he had under there.

"How old are you, Susie?" he asked as he took his seat again.

"Nineteen, sir."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I did in high school. But we broke up after graduation."

"Did the two of you date for very long?" 

"Most of our senior year."

"Was it serious?"

"Um, I'm not really sure what you mean."

"Were you very intimate with him?"

"Sort of." Susie's heart was pounding. "We made out a lot, and he touched me a few times."

"How did he touch you?"

Her face flushed at this question. "Um...he would touch my...my breasts."

"Tits, Susie. I want you to call them tits for me." He loved talking to her this way.

"He would touch my tits."

"Outside your blouse?"

"No, sometimes I would let him unbutton it and take off my bra."

"Are you wearing a bra now?"

"No, sir."

"I didn't think so. Why not?"

"Well...bras aren't very comfortable for a girl of my...size, sir."

"How big are your tits, Susie?"

"34DD, sir." That was his guess, and his cock became even harder.

"Did your boyfriend ever lick your nipples?"

"Yes."

"Do you like that?"

"Oh, God, yes."

"Did you ever touch your boyfriend, Susie?"

"Um...yes. A couple of times."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, the first time was when we went out parking. We'd kissed for a while, and he was feeling me up under my shirt when my elbow bumped his...thing."

"His cock?"

Susie gasped slightly at this word. "Yes, sir. His...his cock."

"What happened then."

"He took my hand and put it on his...cock, and I started rubbing it through his pants."

"And then?"

"After a while, he moved my hand away, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and slid then down to his knees. He was still wearing boxers, but they didn't hide very much, so I helped him push them down, too."

"Was that the first time you'd seen a cock?"

"Yes, sir."

"And what did you think of it?"

"It looked huge. I couldn't imagine how it could possibly fit in my...pussy."

"How big was it?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe five inches or so?"

Prof. Carlson smiled inside. He was anxious to show her what a real cock looked like. "And what happened next?"

"He put my hand back on his cock and showed me how to stroke it in just the right way. I did that for a few minutes and then he started breathing really hard and then..." Susie stopped.

"Yes? Did he come?"

"Yes. Stuff shot out of his cock and all over his chest and my hand. It was very sticky."

"What happened next?"

"He got dressed and took me home."

"Did you ever do more with him than a handjob?"

"Once he tried to put his finger into my pussy, but that's all."

"Did you come?"

"I think so, but I'm not sure."

"Well, Susie, thank you for answering my questions so willingly. This afternoon, we're going to have a lot of fun. Why don't you stand up and turn around slowly for me so I can get a better look at your outfit."

Chapter 3: It Begins (or The Oral Examination)

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Susie did as she was told. She couldn't believe how horny this situation was making her.

"Bend over the chair -- away from me," Prof. Carlson instructed.

She turned her back to him and bent at the waist over the chair. Her short skirt rode up her ass, showing him quite a lot of cheek and a flash of her panties.

"You are exceptionally beautiful, Susie. Now, sit back down, spread your legs wide, and raise your knees for me."

This was the moment of truth. Susie hesitated briefly, perhaps a little embarrassed, but soon did as he'd ordered. As she lifted her knees, he could see the crotch of her (very small) panties pulled tightly against the mound of her pussy. His heart was beating fast in his chest and his cock was harder than ever. He noticed that her panties appeared to be wet. 

"Are you horny, Susie?"

"Oh yes."

"Rub your pussy through your panties for me, and squeeze one of your tits through your top."

Susie ran a hand down between her thighs and used her middle finger to rub her clit through her panties. She was soaking her panties, now. With her other hand, she lifted one of her huge tits and fondled the nipple through her shirt. She did this for several minutes, but soon Prof. Carlson could wait no longer.

"Susie, get down on your knees in front of my chair and open my pants."

"Yes, sir." Susie did as she was told, though she was a little disappointed to have to stop playing with herself. She slid onto her knees between his legs and reached for his belt. She unbuckled it, then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She suddenly realized he wasn't wearing any underwear, and she let out a gasp as his cock came into view.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Oh my God, it's huge," she said with wide eyes. It had to be a good eight inches, far longer than she'd ever seen before. He stood and let his pants fall to the ground, then slipped them off, along with his shoes. Susie started to stand, but he stopped her.

"No, no. I like you just where you are."

Prof. Carlson sat back down and unbuttoned his shirt. Susie would have enjoyed seeing his chest, if her eyes hadn't been locked on his cock, bobbing right in front of her face.

"Put your hand on my cock, Susie."

She tentatively wrapped her small hand around his monster cock, which twitched at her first touch. He was in heaven: He had the primary object of his lust, kneeling in front of him with her hand on his cock. He wondered if she had any real idea what he had in store for her.

"Stroke it, Susie."

She began to move her hand up and down the length of his cock, and he let a moan escape. She looked up at him and smiled seductively. "God she's so sexy," he thought to himself. "How can this gorgeous girl be such a natural at this, but be so inexperienced?"

"Lick my cock, Susie."

She looked up at him with wide eyes again. Her girlfriends had talked about "blowjobs" before, but she'd never actually tried it. How would he taste?

"I've never done that before, sir."

"Well, this is a perfect opportunity to learn, don't you think? Just pretend it's a great, big lollipop. Run your tongue all over the underside, and occasionally take it deep into your mouth. Be sure not to use your teeth, and keep stroking it gently with your hand.

Susie giggled, but did as he instructed. She ran the tip of her tongue up and down the length of his cock, and was surprised at the texture and taste. It was a little salty, but very warm...soft and hard at the same time.

Prof. Carlson couldn't take his eyes off of her. He knew he wouldn't last long, but he wanted to hold off at least a few more minutes -- strictly in the interest of educating her, of course.

It didn't take Susie long to get the knack of it. She quickly found that she got a nice moan from him when she used her tongue to tickle the underside of his cock, just an inch or so beneath the head. And then she found that he seemed to love it when she ran her tongue up the entire length of his cock, from his balls to the head. But perhaps the best response was when she would suddenly slide his cock very deeply into her mouth -- all the way to her throat -- while looking right into his eyes. Prof. Carlson began to wonder how a girl so dumb in class could be such a fast learner about sex. But he certainly wasn't about to complain.

"Show me your tits, Susie."

She sat back a bit and smiled seductively up at him before lifting her top slowly up over her huge mounds. Now it was his turn to gasp as yet another fanstasy of his was fulfilled.

"Do you want me to take off my shirt, sir?"

"No, no, leave it on. I just want to touch them while you suck my cock."

With that, she resumed her ministrations on his member, and he ran a hand down to squeeze one of her tits. After a few more minutes, he placed his other hand on the back of Susie's head to guide her efforts. As he felt himself getting closer and closer to his inevitable release, he became more and more forceful with her, running his fingers into her hair and pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Susie felt him pressing his cock deeper into her face, and opened her mouth wider to accept it. She realized that she liked him being rough with her; she enjoyed the feeling of him using her for his pleasure.

Soon Prof. Carlson could take no more. He stood up over Susie, who slouched down low onto her knees. As he stroked his cock over her face, Susie again looked confused.

"What now, sir?"

"Now, Susie, I am going to come. I want you to sit just as you are, but hold your tits up for me, lean your head back, and open your mouth wide with your tongue out slightly."

"Are you going to come in my mouth?" she asked hesitantly. Susie had also heard her girlfriends talk about "swallowing", but she wasn't sure she could do it.

"I'm going to come all over you, Susie. I'm going to drench you in my come."

Susie's heart was pounding. She was a little scared, but she did exactly as she was told. She lifted her tits up to him, put her head back, opened her mouth, and waited.

As Susie moved into position, Prof. Carlson began pounding his cock right over her face. He'd fantasized about this moment for the entire semester, and now he had his little slut right where he wanted her: on her knees, ready for his come. Seeing her lean her head back and open her mouth pushed him over the edge and he began to climax. The first few shots were huge and sprayed across her forehead, cheeks, and nose. The next several spurts dripped down into her mouth and onto her tits. He couldn't believe how much come his cock was firing at her. As the last of his load finally drained from his cock, he saw Susie swallow the jism that had made it into her mouth, her face completely glazed with his seed.

Susie had gotten her first taste of come, and she liked it. It was a little salty, but a little sweet, too. But what she especially liked was what she did to him: the way he lost control over her, the way she made him moan when she licked his cock in just the right spot, the look in his eyes when he saw her tits. She was anxious to see what would happen next.

"So, do I pass, Professor Carlson?"

He smiled down at her with his cock in his hand. "We're just getting started, my dear."

Chapter 4: Passing with Flying Colors (or The Birthday Surprise)

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Susie approached the front door of Prof. Carlson's house at 7:00 pm, just as he'd instructed. Their afternoon tryst was just the appetizer for another, more private session that same evening, and Prof. Carlson needed to, in his words, "recuperate a bit". Susie arrived wearing the same outfit she'd had on during their earlier meeting, again just as he'd instructed. She rang the doorbell, and soon the professor answered, wearing tight jeans and a white button-down shirt. Susie hadn't seen him dress so casually before, but she thought him very handsome.

"Welcome, Susie. Please come in."

As soon as he'd closed the door behind her, he grabbed roughly her by the arm and pulled her close. He kissed her deeply, and she melted into his embrace. He ran one hand down to her skirt and felt her soft ass through her skimpy panties. In no time he had another raging hard-on, and he was ready for much more.

"Can I get you something to drink? A glass of wine?"

"Sure that would be great. White?"

"I've got a bottle of Chardonnay already chilled and opened?" He poured a glass for each of them and they sat close together on the sofa. They chatted about various things like her social life, her friends, other classes, and Susie soon found that the wine was going straight to her head. In no time she had gone from nervous to flirty, and she kept putting her hand on his thigh, giggling loudly at his jokes, and unintentionally giving him excellent views down her top. Prof. Carlson, meanwhile, was enjoying her behavior, becoming more and more randy as they spoke.

After a little while, he could take no more. He took her by the arm again and pulled her upstairs into his bedroom, where he'd set up a video camera on a tripod. Yet again, Susie was confused.

"Are we going to make a movie, sir?" she asked.

"Sort of. Have you ever seen a porno film, Susie?"

"No, but I've heard of them. It's where people have sex on camera, right?"

"Yes, and tonight, you're going to be the star of our little porno flick. Don't forget our agreement, Susie."

"But I don't know if I feel right about being recorded. Who else would see it?"

"I promise you that only you and I will ever see this film. I just want something to remember you by."

She was hesitant, but she trusted him, so she finally agreed.

"So, how do we start?"

Prof. Carlson aimed the camera towards Susie, and said "Well, first I want you to do a little dancing for me. I don't want you to strip, but I definitely want to be able to see everything." He went to the stereo and started a slow, sexy song, and then sat down on the bed to watch.

Susie smiled a little embarrassedly, but soon she got into the mood. Her hips swayed back and forth to the music and she squeezed her tits through her top. Soon, she turned her back to him and bent at the waist to make her skirt ride high on her ass. He could see her black panties pulled tight against her pussy and his cock got even harder. She ran her hands down between her legs and stroked her thighs upward towards her crotch. When she reached her panties, she hooked a finger underneath them and pulled them to the side, revealing her pussy for him for the first time. He sighed deeply at the sight. She wasn't shaved, but she was neatly trimmed, which he found extremely sexy. 

Soon she stood upright again, turned to face him, and lifted her shirt over her tits. Still swaying to the beat, she pinched her nipples until they were hard and ran a hand down between her legs again.

During her dance, Prof. Carlson had gradually removed his clothing, except for his silk boxer shorts. As the music came to an end, he was almost desperate with lust for her. He grabbed her roughly and threw her onto her back onto the bed. He climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately, pressing his bulge into her crotch. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed and she ran one hand across the front of his boxers.




The Perfect Couple



Jennifer sat on the couch watching TV. This is how she spent most of her nights, as most of her friends had gone away to college. However, since her deadbeat dad wouldn't help her with tuition, she was stuck going to junior college for a couple years. Her brother, Michael, had recently moved back in after a messy divorce. He had married his high school sweetheart, but it turned out she had a thing for getting laid and not just by Michael.

Michael was usually in a poor mood, as would be expected, so Jennifer usually just stayed out of his way. Their mom, Sarah, had been through a divorce and did her best to comfort her son. However, Sarah also worked 50 to 60 hours per week and was usually very tired by the time she got home.

It had been just Jennifer and Sarah for the last three years, so now they were getting readjusted to the old routine of having a man around again. Jennifer had a boyfriend sometimes, but Sarah had barely had a handful of dates since the divorce. Michael usually spent his time holed up in his old room.

Night after night, and week after week they went through a mostly silent routine. Finally, Jennifer decided she had had enough.

"Alright," Jennifer said over dinner. "I'm sick of us all pretending like no one else is here. Mom, you need to get out and have some fun. Mike, you just need to get out and do something!"

"Geez, Jen," replied Michael. "Perhaps if you had been through something like this you'd understand how crappy life is for me."

"Don't get my wrong, I know it sucks. Patty is a cheating bitch, but she is getting the best of you if you just sit here all the time."

"She's right, Mike," added Sarah. "I didn't start healing from my divorce from your father until I went on a date a year later."

Michael just continued eating, not really wanting any part of this conversation.

"Michael! If you are going to live here, then you will participate as a member of the household."

"Fine, what do you want me to do?! I'm all of 24 years old and my life is already in the toilet. It's only been 2 months and maybe I'm just not ready to get a girlfriend! There, I participated, you happy?"

With that he got up from the table and went to his room. The two women listened as he stomped up the stairs and slammed his door. They didn't say anything else during dinner and went about their own business for the rest of the evening.

About a week later, they were back at the dinner table again. None of them had brought up the subject of dating anyone since that night. So, as they sat around quietly waiting on the pizza, Jennifer decided to rehash the subject.

"So, I've been thinking," she said.

"Oh, good lord, spare us!" Michael said in a somewhat playful tone. His day had been better than most and it showed.

"Shut it," she replied. "I think I have a solution that will get you both out of the house for an evening."

"Oh, do tell Ms. Nostradomus of the dating world," added Michael.

"Michael, you should listen. Jennifer has had plenty of dates in the last few months, which is more than I can say for either of us."

"Thank you, mother. Now, my suggestion is this, and before you say 'no' you have to give it a chance. Agreed?"

"Yeah, sure," said Michael.

"Mom?"

"Oh, I'm in on this too?"

"Yes, so do you agree?"

"Ok, why not. What's the plan?"

"Alright. The plan is that you two are going to go on a date... together."

"What?" responded Michael in shock. "I can't take MOM on a date. That's sick."

"I didn't tell you to screw her."

Sarah almost fell off of her chair.

"Look, we live in a city of millions. No one will know the difference and you two can use the time out of this house."

Michael just sat there, staring silently picking at his plate. Sarah was still slightly stunned by the previous commentary. Jennifer watched them both, hoping for any sort of reaction.

"Seriously?! You two are ridiculous. All I suggested is that you two get out of the house for a night," exclaimed Jennifer as she grabbed her plate and glass, heading for the kitchen.

A few minutes passed and Michael looked up at his mother, who seemed to finally be getting over her daughter's blatant commentary. He gave her a sheepish grin and Sarah smiled back, not knowing what to say.

"I guess it wouldn't be horrible," Michael said, breaking the silence.

"Gee, thanks," Sarah replied.

"Oh, that's not how I meant it. You know, I mean..."

"Yeah, I get the point. Maybe it would be good for us to get out of here for a night."

"Well, it is only 6:30, so why don't we just take off before we change our minds."

"That is a fine idea," Sarah replied as she stood up. "I just need to go throw some more suitable clothes on."

"Me too, see you back down here in ten minutes, Mom," he said.

Sarah froze as she hit the first step. "Ok, Michael, I think maybe you should call me Sarah for tonight."

"Oh, right. Sarah it is," he said with a smile. Sarah just shook her head and grinned as she continued up the stairs. Michael was still thinking about what his sister had said. He caught himself stealing a glimpse of his mom's ass as she went up the stairs ahead of him.

"Gonna have to quit that shit," he mumbled to himself.

Michael went into his room and quickly changed clothes, making some attempt at looking presentable. He then headed back downstairs to wait.

Fifteen minutes later he heard footsteps and looked up the staircase. The woman he saw barely resembled the one he followed up only a short time ago.

"Wow!" he stated. "Who are you? And what did you do with my m... with Sarah?"

"Smartass. Quit staring and tell me where you are taking me."

Michael took a moment to stare. Somehow he had never really paid full attention to how hot his mom was. She normally wore pretty frumpy clothes, but this outfit was one he had never seen before. She had traded in her blue frame glasses for some wire rimmed ones. Her auburn hair was no longer pulled up, but laid neatly across her shoulders. Her blouse was tasteful but made quite sure everyone would know that she had a nice pair of tits under there. Finally, a knee length skirt accented the long legs she usually hid in loose fitting mommy jeans.

Michael blinked a few times and then said, "Well, I was thinking maybe a nice steak and maybe a movie."

Sarah enjoyed the attention she was getting, even if it was from Michael.

"That sounds fine, as long as it isn't some movie where the girls run around naked all night."

"Aww, come on! That rules out all the good ones," he replied with a playful smile.

Just then, Jennifer came bounding down the stairs. She stopped about three steps from the bottom and let a big smile spread across her face.

"You two are going on a date, aren't you!"

"It's not a date. We are just getting out of the house," Sarah replied.

"I've never seen you wear that outfit, let alone anything like it just to get out of the house."

"Hey, it was your idea."

Jennifer just smiled, feeling pretty proud of herself.

"Well, have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"That won't limit us much," jabbed Michael as he opened the door. Sarah stepped out ahead of him, not waiting for Jennifer's reply. There was no further exchange as Jennifer walked off into the family room to watch some TV.

"So, which car are we taking?" asked Sarah.

"Well, I took the liberty of getting the spare keys to the Mustang."

"Oh? And who said you were allowed to do that?"

"I would hate to take such a gorgeous lady out in a 1996 Nissan Altima."

"Fair enough," she said with a smile as they climbed in her black 2008 Mustang convertible.

Michael carefully guided the car out of the car and down the driveway. The power of this car compared to his Altima seemed to excite him. As they headed off towards a steakhouse in another part of the city, Michael couldn't help but notice the perfume that was filling the air with a very pleasant scent.

They didn't say much at first, so Michael flipped on the stereo.

"What do you listen to?" he asked.

"Whatever, you pick," Sarah said.

Michael quickly punched up his favorite classic rock station and adjusted the volume so it wasn't too loud for them to talk. He noticed Sarah tapping her fingers on the arm rest to the Led Zeppelin song which had just started.

"You like this old stuff?" he asked with a smile.

"It isn't that old and it is pretty good stuff," she replied, looking out the window.

Michael's mind wandered a moment as he caught a glimpse of her legs, a few more inches had been exposed as her skirt rode up. He quickly snapped himself back to reality as he remembered this is his mother.

They chatted a little as they drove through the city. Michael knew she liked one particular steakhouse and he made his way there. He could see the smile on her face as they pulled in the parking lot. The line was long and finding a parking spot looked to be nearly impossible. That was when fate stepped in. Michael glanced towards the back of the restaurant as they searched for a parking spot, there he spotted what he thought was a familiar face. He rolled down his window.

"Hey, Chucky!" he yelled.

"Holy shit! Mikey! How you been?" said the man as he walked towards the car.

"I'm good, man, but I'd be a hell of a lot better if I could find a spot for this beast and get through that line before tomorrow morning."

Chucky just smiled and pointed at the Employee of the Month spot.

"I don't want to get towed because some high schooler gets pissed off," Michael said with a grin.

"No problem," replied Chucky as he walked over ahead of them and dropped a vinyl sleeve over the sign. Now it looked just like any other spot.

Michael grinned as he pulled in to the spot and rolled up the window.

"Who is that?" asked Sarah.

"Eh, Chucky and I had some good times in college before I met... well, during my freshman year."

They climbed out of the car and Chucky was stunned by the hottie Michael had with him. He gave Michael a wink and a not so subtle thumbs up. Chucky had never met Sarah, so their cover was still intact.

"Thanks for the spot Chucky, now we can get to that two hour wait," Michael said with a laugh.

"Come on, you think old Chucky would let that happen?" asked Chucky as he took a long look at Sarah. "Follow me."

Sarah felt a little dirty after Chucky devoured her with his eyes, but she figured it was worth it if it got them in the restaurant quicker.

They walked in the back door and through the kitchen. Sarah caught more than one guy taking a look at her as she walked past them. She felt a tingle that she hadn't felt in a long time, she remembered how much she liked being noticed.

Chucky took them into the dining room and put them at a nice, somewhat private table for two. No kids were around and it appeared that this could be the best table they had ever had here. Chucky put their order in and brought them some drinks. Michael stuck to his favorite beer, while Sarah sipped at a Cosmopolitan.

They talked about a little bit of everything until dinner came. Michael caught himself using all his manner as if he was on a first date, something not lost on Sarah. She was impressed by the way he was acting, hardly believing this was the same guy that lived down the hall from her.

After dinner they enjoyed a couple more drinks, and the effect was visible on Sarah. Michael had no problem holding his beer, so he found it mildly amusing his mother had a buzz. He flagged down a waitress and asked for Chucky.

"I'm gonna go use the ladies room," said Sarah with a grin as she excused herself from the table. Michael couldn't help but stare at her ass again as she walked away.

"Hey, buddy," said Chucky as he walked up, also enjoying the view. "Getting back on the wagon?"

"Uh, sort of, I guess."

"Well, hey man, you could do a LOT worse than that. That is one hot MILF."

Michael just smiled.

"Hey, make sure and tap that once for me," added Chucky.

"Oh," said Michael as the smile melted a little. "Yeah, ok man."

"You can't seriously tell me you aren't gonna hit that tonight!"

"Well, I don't know."

"Dude, if you don't, just send her back over here, I'll show her a good time."

"Chucky, I can assure you that is one thing that won't be happening," Michael responded with a laugh.

"That a boy! Hey, dinner is on me."

"That is much appreciated, here's a tip for all your hard work," replied Michael as he shook Chucky's hand, sliding him a folded up $100 bill.

"Right on, anytime man," Chucky said as he smiled and headed off into the crowd.

Sarah walked back up about that time.

"You ready?" Michael asked.

"Sure, let's get out of here. What movie do you want to see?" asked Sarah as they headed for the door.

"No clue," he replied.

They made their way to the car and then out onto the street.

"I have an idea," Sarah said with a grin. "How about we go back home and watch a movie, just relax a little."

"Oh, well, if you want to do that instead of going to a theater, I don't mind."

"Did you want to go to the theater?" she asked.

"Nah, its ok," he answered.

They drove back through the city and Sarah didn't say much as the Cosmopolitans were obviously having an effect on her. Michael couldn't help but let his eyes linger a little as she laid the seat back, causing her perfect tits to stand out from her chest. The mix of her perfume and his hormones made him forget for a few moments that this was his mother. He could feel the bulge growing in his pants, and started thinking some pretty carnal things when reality hit him like a cold shower. A tinge of guilt hit him as they turned onto their street.

As they approached the house, Michael noticed a car in the driveway. He pulled in behind it, leaving the car running.

"Wait here for a minute," he said. "I'm gonna run in and make sure the family room is available."

"Ok."

Michael climbed out of the car and went in through the open garage door. On through the kitchen and the hallway, until he peeked around the corner of the family room. The television was on, but no one was there.

About that time he heard a loud groan from upstairs. He quickly bounded up the stairs and listened. Again the groan came from down the hall. He walked quietly along the corridor until he heard the sound again. It was coming from Jennifer's room.

He walked up to the doorway and peered cautiously around the doorjamb.

There was Jennifer, on her stomach and naked. A very muscular young guy was on top of her and slowly sliding his cock into her. With each stroke, Jennifer would let out a loud moan. Michael could feel his hormones rage back to life as his cock stirred in his pants. He knew he should look away but somehow was drawn to the erotic scene before him.

The smell of sex filled the air and Michael fought to keep from pulling his cock out right there. Watching this guy stuff his cock into his sister's tight pussy was driving him crazy. Then he pulled out of her and turned her over. Michael's jaw dropped as he admired her six-pack abs and breasts that stood out from her body. The nipples were rock hard and he felt his cock strain against his pants. He shifted his position slightly so he could see her face, and just in time to see her expression as the guy thrust his cock back deep inside her. Her eyes never opened, but the moans coming from within her assured Michael that she was enjoying herself.

"No wonder she wanted us out of the house," he thought. He knew he shouldn't be watching this, but it was better than any porno he had ever seen. Then he remembered that his 'date' was waiting in the car. He stared for one more moment at the sopping wet pussy before him and then quietly made his way back out of the house.

He knew it would be impossible to hide his raging hard cock, but was counting on the darkness to help him out. He opened the car door and quickly slid in.

"Not staying here, I assume? I thought maybe you got lost," commented Sarah.

"Oh, Jennifer has company over and we decided maybe we should just go to a theater."

"Alright," replied Sarah, knowing that he was lying. Sarah recognized the car and knew it was her old boyfriend Sam. Jennifer had told her mother about their sex life and that although it was great, they knew they didn't have a long term relationship ahead of them. Sarah wondered if Michael had caught them fucking, as she once had.

Sarah remembered walking in on them as they fucked on the family room floor. She admired the young stud's body and was amazed at home much Jennifer's taught young body reminded her of her own from years ago. Sarah had expressed the importance of safe sex after that, but never made mention of actually catching her in the act.

Michael sped off toward a multi-plex theater a couple miles away, still thinking of the scene had just witnessed. Sarah had sobered up and was quite aware that Michael was pre-occupied mentally. She smiled, wondering how long it had been since he had gotten laid. She was sure this wasn't something mothers wondered about regularly, but it was on her mind now.

"So, Michael, mind if I ask you a question? You don't have to answer if you don't want."

"Oh, no, it's ok. What's the question."

"Well, when was the last time you got laid?"

"Do what?" he said, as his brain snapped back to reality.

"It's a fair question."

"Well, when was the last time you got some?" he retorted, wishing he could take it back just the second after he said it.

"Oh? You really want to know that?" she replied with a grin.

"Uh, well..." he thought, just wishing he could get to the theater.

"Three weeks ago," she answered before he could complete his thought. "It was with..."

"No, no... I'd rather not know that part."

"Alright," she said with a smile. "So, now its your turn."

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah," Sarah replied, truly interested now.

"Well, Patty and I last had sex a year and a half ago."

"Holy shit, you must really need to get some," she said with a huge grin.

Michael pulled the car into a spot in the theater lot and slowly turned to look at Sarah. The look in his eye surprised Sarah and she stopped smiling. The look of lust was powerful and Sarah just stared back at him.

"I saw Jennifer having sex just now. Her pussy was right there, I couldn't help but stare. I so badly wanted to feel her. Her perfect breasts were heaving every time she moaned. It was like I was watching something surreal."

Sarah just studied him, not sure what he was thinking.

"So, you didn't even attempt some casual sex with someone to get your rocks off?"

"No, I tried a couple times in the last few months, but could never bring myself to finish the deed. I always wanted to make it more than it was. I only wish I could find someone that could be my partner in something that is nothing more than sexual gratification."

He just looked ahead out of the car, his brain racing with what he was telling her. Not sure what she would think. Then he caught a motion with her peripheral vision. Sarah had raised her hips out of the seat and hiked up her skirt to her hips. Michael stared at the smooth thighs before him and wanted so badly to feel them. Then, she slowly slide her black panties down her legs and onto the floor. Michael followed them along ever inch of her legs and felt his cock jump back to full attention.

"Well, get over here," Sarah said as she spread her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy. The scent that escaped her body reminded him of the smell he had experienced not long ago in Jennifer's room.

Carnal desires took over and he quickly unzipped his pants. The belt buckle seemed to fall off on its own as he pushed his pants down to his knees. He braced himself as he crawled across the car. He lowered his knees to the floorboard and scooted her seat back. She slid forward until her steaming pussy was right at the edge of the seat.




The Perfect Couple



Michael stared in disbelief as his throbbing cock was poised only inches away from a beautiful pussy. One that belonged to someone who wanted him to love her. He looked up to her chest and unbuttoned the blouse. The material fell away from her breasts, which were heaving with each deep breath. She leaned forward slightly and unsnapped the bra, giving him free access to her large mounds of flesh. He grasped them gently and she sighed. He leaned forward, bring his lips only inches from hers as they looked into each other's eyes.

His hips shifted forward and his cock parted the lips of her pussy. He took in a deep breath as he pressed into her. She moaned as she felt his cock penetrate her, sliding deep inside her. Their bodies pressed together as he began pumping his cock into her. He kissed her and massaged her surprisingly firm breasts as his rigid member filled her again and again.

The sheer erotic nature of this event drove her to orgasm and he knew he was close behind. She let out a little scream as she came the first time. He felt her inner muscles close tightly around him and he fought the urge to cum.

"I don't know how long I can hold out," he said.

"Just let it happen," she said.

He smiled and kissed her. He then looked down across her breasts and firm stomach. Finally, he saw the point of their union as his cock pressed into her at a steady pace.

"I don't want this to end."

"It won't."

Just hearing that was all he needed as he watched his cock press into her pussy. The vagina which had once given him life was now the pussy that had given him a new life. He brought his eyes back up to hers and started panting.

"Do it, cum inside me!" she demanded.

He kissed her as he thrust against her and held his cock inside her. The tightening of his balls was followed by a huge load of semen rushing into her womb. He moaned with relief and ecstasy as he filled her completely.

They kissed some more and then parted as lovers. They made out again before heading home, knowing that they had many nights of fucking ahead of them.