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2011-Dec-3 - BLOW THROAT POV

Blow throat pov. Mummy’s true passion, book two: Pregnancy days- chapter four I certainly didn’t dare to make some ironic comment. So I just said something like swimming in the Caribbean sea or taking a walk on the beach or sunbathing or something. I honestly don’t remember exactly. Mum opened her mouth to answer and looked down on her used slave
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Meanwhile I could see the motherhood coming back to her face and the imperious cruelties disappear. Slowly her mask turned into a loving mothers face and my own body somehow felt like getting filled up with warm sunshine which didn’t come from the open door to the sea and the beach on the Bahamas but from the never ending love my mummy would feel for me and the clearness this moment brought to the two of us. I guess you really can’t do the things mummy and I did when there is not a true and certain love behind it. You need deeply felt trust and the assurance that one can rely on the other. Those entire feelings and assurances mummy could lay in one warm heart filling look. I knew why dad once had fallen in love with that beautiful woman and I never was more certain that our love and our very special relationship would last forever. I looked back up on her
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I looked up from the floor I was sitting on naked with a massive hard cock and the taste of mummy’s vomit in my mouth and on my face and knew that I loved her. “I love you mummy.” I said and wondered why my voice sounded like Piece Brosnan’s. “I love you, too, baby slave.” mum said and while she said so her voice seemed to walk through the two tones she normally had like a wanderer walking through the Rocky Mountains. All of a sudden it knocked on the door. I looked at mum questioning and reaped a question mark from her face, too. “Who might that be?” she said but didn’t expect an answer. “Let’s find out. Go and open the door honey I got on my two feet and tried to push my penis a little down which turned out to be really hard since mummy still stood in this “bathing suit” in front of me
I took a mouth full of my orange juice to swallow the barf taste down and took my pants from the floor. I tried to put them on while I jumped to the door on one foot. Then I reached the door and opened it just as I pressed my cock behind the zipper. I looked in Kayko’s sweet little manga girl face and onto her giant manga girl knockers. “Hey.” She said and looked down my body as she saw I was just fighting my cock back inside my pants. “Hey” I said. “Come in. Kayko had bound her straight hair into two ponytails on each side of her head. So she had this very certain Asian schoolgirl look. She wore a tight tiny white shirt


It was really way too small and pressed her breasts together. It ended about one inch under her nipples and left that way almost the entire lower half of her at least e- cups uncovered. Her belly as free until my eyes found a teeny weenie reddish plaid schoolgirl skirt. I could see a few of her Mohican pussy hairs showing above it, where a small black belt held it up. This skirt ended like ten centimeters after it had begun and covered that way barely her private parts. It was for sure not tightly pressed to her silhouette but had those typical crinkles. Since she wore high heels and I was barefoot she was a few centimeters taller than me and I got some idea of her pussy lips and was sure she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her legs were naked until her white cotton stockings appeared right under the knees


There was a fitting red donut two centimeters under the upper frame and ended after what seemed like ages in her red plateau high heels. Those had leather laces that held them onto the foot and looked really sexy. Seems like you still like my big boobs” she said with an open look at the bowl that showed in my pants. I realized that she had eyeballed me just the same way I had her. “Hell yeah, I do.” I said blow throat pov and realized how I immediately found back to the certain way I had talked to her at the session at her mother’s restaurant. “What brings you here?” I asked in a light tone
“Well, little slave boy,” she smiled at me in a familiar way, “I guess it’s some deal between our mums but I’m not sure.” My face was a big question mark and she slipped in. “Mum, Kayko is here” I said a little bit louder as you usually do; when the person you are talking to is a little away from you. “Kayko is here?” I heard mum from the kitchen where she waited. “Yeah” I replied and got aware of my eyes following Kayko’s small feet as she walked over the floor and into the kitchen. Her boobs were that big that I could see their silhouette from behind and I saw them bouncing a little with each step she took


And I found myself wondering if this tiny shirt would hold them if she just made one bigger step or if they would bounce and catapult the shirt under her chin. I followed my Kayko into the kitchen where mum hadn’t done anything to hide her body from whoever might had stepped inside our bungalow. “Hey Kayko” she said and Kayko just walked up to her. I don’t know what I had expected and If I think about it today it seems quite clear to me that the following happened but I know that back then the situation still had had something strange to me which might be effected by the fact that I still didn’t know the whole story. Kayko walked up to mama and just was she was in range to shake her hand or hug her or do anything normal people would do for saying “hello” she fell on her knees. So her heels were parallel to the floor and her mouth was right in front of mother’s vagina. Then she kissed mummy’s pussy and made a certain sound as if she was eating an oyster


Now I don’t know if it was because of the abstraction this had to me or because of the joy I truly felt deep inside for seeing Kayko again but I was really fascinated by this. I watched as Kayko, the head mistress’ Ling’s personal slave kissed my mummy’s vagina in a way that reminded me on the mafia kiss. And I saw her pierced pussy pointing in my face. And beside all that I somehow lost myself on the space between the heel and the shoe of her high heels. I must confess that I love this place the most on each shoe no matter if its pumps, a plateau high heel or a sandal. It’s the place of a shoe that never touches anything normally. It’s a piece of material which’s necessity is simply founded by the certain design of any heeled shoe. And I think just like this place is simply necessary for a heeled shoe to be able to do what it is created for I’m simply necessary to be the salve and the servant of any woman who loves to use me. Suddenly some foreign blow throat pov voice asked “Where shall I put these?” I turned around from the scene and found some bellhop standing right behind me carrying two suit cases


As I turned I opened the view for him to see the scene in the kitchen and I swear I could see his thoughts first walking then running then falling and finally hitting some hard ground. I smiled to myself and thought how this poor guy must feel. First some secretly exotic beauty with tits you have in your wettest dreams in the sexiest schoolgirl outfit walks in front of you and you wish this walk would never end and then, just seconds later you find her on her knees and in front of a lady with a swim suit like those you check in the internet to masturbate licking her vagina and holding her own right into your face. I was the first of us who found his language. So I just walked over to the ladies where some money lay on the bar and slapped Kayko in some trace of brave on her bare ass. Then I walked back to my speechless friend and handed him two hundred dollar bills and took that suitcases
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“That’s all. Thank you my friend.” And finally I anime plaza managed to push him to the open door and got him out. Then I twisted again and found the ladies standing there. Now they were hugging like normal people.”I’m sorry” Kayko said, “but that’s the official way a slave and even a lower mistress has to welcome a higher one.” Mum stood next to her and nodded. “But now the official part is over.” Mum said and hugged Kayko again. “And you,” Kayko focused me, “come here. It’s not like we were strangers.” I nodded and smiled and saw kayko looking at me with some facial expression as if she wanted to say “Hey come on. You fucked my ass about a month ago
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We are all one big family of slaves and mistresses but we are still like a family.” So I got over to my ladies and Kayko wrapped her arms around me. And I must confess it didn’t feel strange in any way. It just felt familiar and as if I was hugging someone I knew for years and I loved and I liked. “You don’t need these” she said loud enough for mummy to hear her, too and lowered one hand to open the one button that kept my pants from falling down. My pride still and for sure provoked by Kayko’s surprising appearance was hard and almost ready for shooting. My pants dropped to the floor for the second time this early morning and my penis popped straight forward. I felt it hitting Kayko’s legs inside and my tip hit one of her silver rings. Then she moved her face a few inches away from mine and kissed me
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I felt her tongue deep in my mouth and thought that she was kissing even as aggressive as mummy could. While she did so she lowered one hand down and wrapped my pride. I felt her French nails scratching over my skin. She loosened my lips and turned half around to mummy. “You don’t mind if I take his load, I hope?” “Never mind this boy is a true miracle in cases of shooting loads. I made it hard but I just had one hell of an orgasm. So please… take it.” Kayko’s vision came back to my face and I saw bare greedy passion glittering in her eyes. “I wanted you to fuck my vagina the first time I saw you in that slave dressing room, sugar.” She said with a voice as if she was almost close to cumming just imagining my shaft inside her
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We kissed again but she still didn’t lower her vagina down to my pride. I thought she might be some kind of a delay gourmet. I felt drops of her juice hanging on that silvery ring and finally hitting my pride. And then she finally rolled her pelvis back and I felt her long nipples rolling down my chest. I looked down our bodies as she left my lips for seconds and enjoyed the view of her giant knockers. Just as my cock made the “happy move”, her tight vagina wrapped around it
I hadn’t expected her to be that tight since she had those piercings and was a personal slave to her mother and all this but she certainly was not of the age my beautiful mother or May or Ling or even the stewardess Mary were. Some bell rang in my head and I got aware of the fact that all I knew was that her family had started enlarging her breasts when she was fourteen but I didn’t really know how old she was. “Anyway” I thought and concentrated on the feeling as she got lower and lower on myself and stepped herself that way on my cock. I felt my shaft rubbing along her inner tunnel and enjoyed the feeling. I heard her moaning as her head got right next to my ear
“Oh sweet Jesus, I dreamed about that. I told you that day I liked your cock and since then…oh my god that feels so good…” I heard mummy giggling from behind us. I got a short look at her. And she stood there like a teacher would during a lecture. “…all I dreamed of was you taking me…oh my god!” I wondered if she was already that exited at the first slide in, how wild would she go when we were actually having sex? Suddenly and after a long and deep moan of her my length was all inside of her. “That feels great sweetheart...” “Oh my god it truly does.” I answered. It felt strange answering since mummy and I didn’t have like a real conversation when we were fucking it was more that mum said all the hot things she knew that took me over the edge
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“Now please, please fuck me.” I liked this situation, too. Then she started moving on me. Since her plateaus made her a little taller than me it was easy for her to “ride” me as she stood right in front of me. I grabbed her left ass cheek to give her some support. My other hand found its way onto her right monster tit. I squeezed it just the way I wanted to play with it at the session. Secretly I had dreamed of her, too once or twice
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I pinched her long nipple and got it between middle finger and index. She pushed my head down with the one hand she had wrapped around my neck and my lips met her sweet hard nipple. I loved those nipples. They were not long in a way that made them look strange. The size and length just fitted her knockers but since those were some true attraction her nipples appeared huge. The perfect thing about them was that not the forecourt was big. It was small and really sexy
But the nipples….I could write an opera about those long hard nipples. I chewed her nipple and heard her screaming dully. She still kept riding me. Then somehow she pulled my head from her nipple and kissed me again with pure ecstasy. She wrapped one leg around my butt and I took my right hand from her breast to place it on her other ass cheek. So she swung her entire body onto me and let me carry her. I brought her to the sofa and felt how her inner muscles kept milking my shaft with immense power. Honestly I didn’t know how long I would be able to stand this totally hot treatment. “Can you feel me?” she asked “You feel so great around me.” I replied and my voice was rusty and like slapped by waves of joy
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“Will you do me a favor slave boy?” “Sure just ask for it, right now I would do anything you ask for…Oh sweet J…oh.” I twisted my eyes back into my head and thought about…my mother no damn it that’s nothing that holds me back from cumming….about…football. I hate football. What do they get money for? They don’t do anything. Oh god bless I didn’t shoot my load now. “I want you to fuck me like you fucked your mummy then.” She moaned and I knew what she meant by that. I put her back down on the couch and looked in her eyes. I saw a fire burning in there. A fire that would burn me and a fire I would love to be burned by
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“Now” Kayko screamed, “now I’m so close…please don’t stop…fuck me till I shit…oh my god!” I felt her bowl moving inside and that way massaging my penis tip even more. Then I felt two things. First I felt Kayko’s juices squirting out of her. A massive wave of clear juice with a sweet smell forced its way out her vagina and forced between the space of my shaft skin and her inner vagina tunnel. The second was the warm snake I meanwhile knew so well getting pressed out of this huge breasted girl’ body as it needed all its power to stand this massive orgasm I had given her. The wave and the snake took like a minute and I kept fucking her all the time
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I felt how she lost any control over blow throat pov her lower body parts and shook in ecstasy. She smiled at me as she finally was done and a full load of shit lay on the floor and on the couch between our legs. And the odor filled the air. “Now cum inside me, cowboy.” She whispered and I knew she had really dreamed about me filling her up for the last weeks. I simply stopped thinking about how much I hated foot ball and that was it


My balls tightened and my penis somehow pulled a little back and inside my body as it was getting ready to shoot this day’s first load. And then I let all my control go and felt a wave rolling over me. Now you know the first shot is in cases of amount the best but you are more sensitive. So sometimes the first load is much but the shot still isn’t really great. I’m used to having shots since I fuck mummy everyday a few times and I’m used to controlling myself. But I swear this was one of the top three orgasms in my entire life. As the wave was at its highest point and just ready to break I loosened all I had and a massive first hard shot forced into Kayko


“Oh…you are really good. They didn’t overestimate when they told me.” Another shot left my body and hit the girl’s inside hard. “My goodness I feel your shots hitting me inside so hard. Come on give me more shots. Fill this little girl up, sugar.” I leaned my head back as the third fourth and fifth shot rushed through my body. “How much do you have in there? I want it all. Then I stopped counting as all the little ones followed. I’m not sure but I think this orgasm took at least like forty seconds


As I was done I left my cock inside Kayko for a while until I felt it finally getting softer. As I pulled it out a true lake of my semen floated out of her. “Look how much you shot in me…you did great, baby.” I walked back and fell on the armchair. I realized I was sweating like an ape and I certainly had some totally idiotic smile on my face. Now” mummy said as she looked at the massive load of shit lying on the floor, “what are we supposed to do with that? Oh this,” Kayko tried to catch her breath, “it’s a gift from my mum. She shitted into my ass just as she did on that session; right before I left. So I think we are supposed to play with it. All right, but not right now. I think we all need to get some breakfast now...even if some of us already had some.” She focused me
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“Darling, do me a favor and put it into some bowl for later. I certainly obeyed. “I have one of these blue ones in my suit case.” Kayko said and jumped onto her feet. Accidently I think she stepped into a smaller piece of shit as she did so. “Damn it. Don’t worry; we were supposed to have breakfast anyway.” Mum smiled at her. So Kayko took of those high heels and walked barefoot. She threw the shoes on my armchair as if it was the most normal thing on the world that I would clean them
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Well I certainly had been looking forward to it since I remembered how great Ling’s poop had tasted. She ate almost only her special mistress food and mummy and I already had realized how good it worked. Mum was only eating it for three weeks by now and her shit tasted much better. I hadn’t tasted Kayko so far and I wondered if she tasted just as good as her mother. She was the future head mistress so I guessed she might have had her experiences with the mistress food. As I thought about all that my libido slowly found back to life and I started feeling my cock again
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I felt my prostate and knew it would take about half an hour until I would be usable again. But till then I could have fun with those shoes I though. So I picked them up from the floor while mum and Kayko rummaged in her suitcase. I observed mummy and this Asian beauty as they were on their knees and exposed their little assholes to me and thought maybe it will be only twenty minutes. Then I licked the small piece of shit off that shoe I held in my hand. The taste was so great. If you told anybody it was shit he would think that it could be since it didn’t exactly taste like chocolate but if you didn’t tell him he would probably think it was something that burned a little in the oven or something
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I wouldn’t really say the taste was great compared to real food but within the shit league it was far the best tasting I had had so far. I twisted the little piece in my mouth and inhaled the odor. I chewed it and let it circle around my tongue. Maybe it will only be like ten minutes. Then I finally swallowed it
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I loved this shit. I licked the few small rests off Kayko’s heels and got on my feet. Maybe like no minute. I looked down my body and found my cock now exactly hard but not exactly soft. So I walked over to the ladies who still exposed their round assholes to me kneeing on the floor. Kayko certainly was messed up at her behind and I knew what I had to do
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So I got on my knees, too like a little dog and crawled over to her. She was on the right. Without any warning I stuck my tongue inside her asshole. It still was opened for she just had had a bowl. Oh my god… what’s that” she scared as a first reaction. Mum turned around and I saw her laughing proudly. “Seems like our slave is just addicted to eating shit.” After her first shock Kayko relaxed and begun to enjoy my work. I licked from her vagina entrance up to her butthole and caught all the small pieces of Ling’s shit she had transported. I felt new blood being pumped inside my pride and felt joy flushing oven me. He is good at it, isn’t he?” mum said. Yeah he is.” Kayko replied and her voice was on the border to skip into moaning again. I could smell new wetness building up inside her through the smell of my cum that came from her pussy for sure
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It ran down her legs in thick streams and hit the floor. Where the hell I this bowl?” mum anathematized. I’m sure I brought it You better are. I thought I could hold it back but now I have to take a shit, too and I don’t want it to be wasted. Maybe I could help you instead. We will search for it later. Yes my dear, if you want. And then we can feed it to him when it ran through your body and he will eat it later. Isn’t that a great idea? Yeah it really is. So Kayko got behind mother while I kept licking her mother’s shit rests from her asshole. It was like a shit train. I certainly kept up my licking work and forced my tongue deep inside Kayko’s backdoor. I think that way I even got a good idea how her own ass tasted
I couldn’t see for sure when mummy shitted in Kayko’s willing slave mouth but I smelled the air being filled with her very special odor and heard Kayko moaning as well as mummy. I felt Kayko’s lower parts shaking in ecstasy under my strong licks as mothers brown shake found its way down her esophagus. “Yeah be a good girl and lick me all empty. Be my toilet sweetheart” I heard mum moaning from in front of me. That way we stayed until mummy was satisfied and both ladies had had one more climax. I knew it would take much more to make me shoot another load than being the last carriage in a shiting train. Kayko licked mother clean. What a morning” mummy said as she got on her feet and looked down at her two slaves
Kayko and I changed another long and deep kiss where we exchanged and mixed the two different bowls in our mouths and on our slave lips. By the way, what are we supposed to do today? A walk on the beach or something like that?” Kayko asked as we finally loosened our lips. Mummy and I looked at each other and couldn’t do else but change a well knowing view. Ok now that we became three I will tell you what we will do today.” Mum begun, “We will drive to a private beach and do al little sunbathing. Then I planned to have lunch at a really sweet little intimate restaurant and in the afternoon I wanted to go shopping. I just nodded since I knew there were no way in changing mummy’s plans and otherwise the plan didn’t sound too bad. And beyond all that whatever mummy and I did since our relationship had flipped into what it was by now nearly everything we did turned out to be much more than you thought from first sight. In some way I thought mummy was like a strange and hot Mary Poppins. The difference was that we didn’t celebrate tea parties under the roof or jump into street paintings or dance on the roof with chimney sweepers. We went out to “just buying some meat for dinner and ended up fucking in the cooling room. Or we “just went to visit one of mummy’s old friends” and it all ended with mummy having her vagina pierced sixteen times


Or we went to some certain Chinese restaurant and it turned out to be the headquarter of the shit loving community of US Americas east coast. Deep inside I knew that this entire story went deeper than I could imagine so far. But I wasn’t afraid of discovering all the secrets this world was holding back for those who were brave and prevent enough to rip the curtain away and face the nasty truth. Yeah shopping!” Kayko cheered as I helped her up to her naked feet. But now I think we all could use another shower…I swear we shower more than we should.” Mummy laughed and I could see some certain grin inside her face. I guess it was that moment when I first got aware that my mum had some relation to our lifestyle that attended to be ironical and profound. She wasn’t only the tool like I was but had deeper knowledge of this brown world and- just as I myself just started to realize- was amazed by the contrast this reality built with the normal world where you have to pay your bills and work for your money. She knew that all this was just a vacation from real life and didn’t mean as much as you might think when you are actually in it. For her it all was just another of those sweet nothings that make life worth living
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And another important knowledge lay in those eyes. The pure joy of life she felt and the sureness that it could be like that. Someone should clean this mess, I guess.” I said with a look at the mess on the sofa and knew that moment who probably would be the one to do the work. Yeah, someone…” Mummy said with a sharp look into my face and another less sharp in Kayko’s. I guess this was like a subtitled description of the order our slavery worth was. Kayko had started her education in becoming the head mistress once at the age of twelve or thirteen years- I didn’t know for sure then but I made a mark in my mind to ask her later. So she simply had deeper insight in the mechanisms of this whole machine behind it all. So she certainly was some higher slave than I was
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I- the one who slipped into this story out of bare passion. I felt reminded on Happy Gilmore who wanted to play ice hockey and slipped into golf somehow. But the order in issues of slavery was clarified. Kayko was higher than I was but still a slave to mama. Then someone who might have been a genius came to the idea of checking the other suitcase for this blue bowl. And voila there it appeared. Mummy went onto the kitchen to finally finish her breakfast while Kayko and I did our best to clean the couch and the floor
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Mum hid herself behind the economy part of the New York Times. Kayko opened the top of the blue bowl. “Let’s put this in, sugar.” I nodded. Do you really have no idea why you are here?” I asked her while I grabbed a load of the brown gift and tried to get it inside the blue. Well, as I said it seems to be some kind of an agreement between our mothers.” She smiled at me as I tried to flip the load into the blue. “I guess this whole thing is much bigger than we think. I smiled inside and thought of my thoughts. “Yeah, I think you are right, Kayko. But now tell me why you were so wild on having sex with me? I mean we just met under the strangest imaginable circumstances. I fucked your ass with your mother’s bowl in it and it all was way beyond “a little wired” for a first meeting That’s so right…” she giggled, “I think it all depends on the point of view. If this all was normal I would never walk around like this. Look at me I’m dressed like a manga schoolgirl with huge knockers
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It all is kind of surreal but it is my reality. It’s your reality.” She breathed deep in to inhale the odor of our work on the one hand but on the other to mark the part with the huge knockers I guess. ”It’s our reality. My mum told me a little how all this happened to you. I think our mums have been talking on the phone a lot after our last meeting. And I appreciate the way you deal with it
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When my mummy first confronted me with this when I was twelve,” there I had my answer “I was really shocked. It’s like a rip into your reality. Did you read Sophocles?” I shook my head. “Well he said that reality was a construction. And I am sure he was right. Even this is a construction since it all is built up by our minds and hearts and- yes- our asses. But it’s closer to the point of bare being than anything
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It’s a reduction. And my mum explained to me that for being a good mistress it’s important to make the slave experience. She made it, and your mum made it and the male head mister did it, too. If you want to be able to bring joy to a slave he has to be ready to lose all the connection to the thing he calls reality. Besides all the joy and the craziness this construct has it has a deeper spiritual significance beyond. We are more than those thousands of SM- club mistresses and misters. It’s not a coincidence the leaders are Asians. Mum told me that all this had a source in Asian history


I mean just look at the internet all the real good movies about slavery that go beyond “you were such a bad boy bla bla” are from the Asian market. On this planet we build the elite in those cases. You remember how they tried to reach the point of origin on “fight club”? We are closer to this point than you can ever get by now. I don’t know what the future might bring but you can’t tell me honestly that you thought about cells or biochemistry while you just fucked me.” She swallowed and my eyes hung on her lips. “Have you ever thought why men and some apes are the only creatures that have sex for joy? I don’t want to talk about tantric feelings or touching god and all this but when you have sex and I think especially when you practice it the way we do it you let yourself fall. When you eat some ones shit and on the opposite side when you take your bowl in front of somebody it requests truth and trust


It reduces the man to what he really is it makes you yourself more than anything except for maybe facing death. It shows you your soul and the others one, too. There’s more to it than you think, but you are just on your way to finding yourself. There might be other ways to get that close to reality but this is the one that includes the most fun.” She licked her lips for they had become dry from her monologue. Wow.” I said. That’s exactly what I said when mum told me all this. You won’t get it all right now


I’m living with this knowledge for three almost four years now and there are still nights and days were I doubt it. What we actually do is having really nasty and sick sex. And I know that. And first I was so ashamed when I had to face the reality that there was nothing that rings my bells more,” she giggled from her own choose of words and so did I, “than this. I love the power I have when men beg me to eat my innermost I love the feeling I have when mum or some of the higher mistresses like May force me to serve them. But later when the phase of reflection appears I know that this joy and pain and all I feel are simply consumptions that make my life worth living. And besides that I know those are the ones that make the lives of my partners’ worth to be lived.” She helped me putting another load of the mess into the blue, “Now I don’t want to say that focusing your life on sex and serving and dominating fills you up


It still is only one aspect of the entire building. Its jus a part of the whole but it’s an important part and so the whole building gets closer to perfection.” She kissed me on the cheek which built some contrast to the really important and deep thoughts she just had shared with me. From one second to the other she had changed from the serious and impressive person she obviously could be to the jaunty girly girl she could obviously be, too. We scratched as much as we could of the light brown from the art deco’ carpet. Then she put her French nails into my mouth as if there was no question it was my task to clean them. So I did my job as the dog I was and licked few little rests of shit off under and from her sweet nails. You know what I think?” I said as I was done and she had showed me she was satisfied with my work. Tell me, sugar. We are doing all those casual things
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We act like in porn movies. You girls don’t wear underwear, I mean look at you. Look at this absurd skirt, it’s a belt. The poor hotel guy saw your vagina the whole time. He saw mummy’s vagina and if he wasn’t blind he saw my hard one, too. But isn’t that a total contrast to all things you just told me? Where is the spirituality in walking around dressed up like a prostitute? I mean don’t get me wrong, I like it.” She looked down my body to find my semi hard cock. Obviously. But where do you see the closeness to the point of origin in there?” I completed my speech. Oh, you’re a smart one. I try my best. She leaned forward to lick over the velour of the carpet and get her tongue full of her mummy’s shit. If we dress like that it has two effects.” She said swallowing. I followed her and licked over the stream right next to the one she just had cleaned. “On the one hand we simply enjoy showing what we have
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Did you realize that none of us is in some way not- well what teenagers would call- fuckable?” I raised my eyebrow in the “oh really? I didn’t realize that you all looked like ladies from high class pornography” way. Ok I see you are not blind...” she licked the next stream and swallowed. And on the other hand?” I took her next words for her. And on the other hand, darling we rip those from their reality. Deep inside everybody is just an animal but he is forced into some certain roll by all the rules and conventions. And I’m sure just as we all do at night when they lay in their beds alone or next to their wives or husbands or girlfriends or boyfriends they dream about breaking out. Everybody once in his lifetime wants to break out everybody who likes movies or books or theatre, everybody who participates in society and cultural life even if he doesn’t know dreams of ripping down fences and being himself. What’s your point Kayko?” I asked. You know why comics and superheroes and heroes in daily life are that loved? They are pictures; they are statues for this dream. They are symbols for breaking out of sure lines. They are the special under the normal. Ok I think I get your point. Let me hear You are like superheroes. You are special; you are the ones that ripped down the fences; you are the one that broke out
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But since you can’t fly and rescue the world by spinning it to turn back time you just do what your special skills allow you to do. You’re on the right track, cowboy. When you show your pierced vagina to this hotel boy or mum shows hers to the guy from the parking service or mum puts her foot on my hard cock in public and lets people know what our relation is; when you do all these things you build a little rip in people’s reality. You do for them what they are too week to do themselves. You got it.” She nodded satisfied. “Imagine what this hotel boy will do. I bet he will get into the next toilet he can find and jerk off. And I’m sure he wouldn’t have done so if I hadn’t shown my pussy to him. So this causality makes this day special for him. I gave him one of the biggest gifts one can make to another
I made him feel he was alive. What are you kids doing there?” mum came from the kitchen. We are almost done.” Kayko said and licked another steam clean. I followed her. Then we looked at our work and nodded satisfied. Mum checked how we had done it and took the blue bowl from the floor. She inhaled the odor and smiled. Then she put one finger in it as if it was a tart and licked it. “I have to eat much more of this special mistress food
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I swear this is the best shit I ever ate.” She giggled. “Now hurry kids we all need to shower for we have a whole lot of things to do today; hop hop. End of a very philosophical fourth chapter. It somehow ripped my reality down a little; I hope you liked it anyway. Maybe finding something like this in this very special story brought you into some certain mood you haven’t been in for a long term. That way I hope I inspired you and you still had fun because that is the most important about this life. Please leave comments.
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2011-Nov-30 - TWINS KISSING

Twins kissing. Growing up, I was always aware that my mother was a completely normal human being. She was not terribly tall, certainly not slim or athletic, and full of her own personal foibles and faults. But she was a loving mother, and despite these imperfections, I always felt very close to her. I went through my own Oedipal phase, and for probably a year, I masturbated with both incredible frequency and superhuman ferocity to thoughts of my mother. My folks were borderline hippies, and consequently nudity and sexuality were neither taboo nor dinner conversation topics. I saw them both nude more than a few times, mostly by accident, and I remember thinking that my mother's body, in particular, was a thing of singular beauty
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I remember a few times, when my father was away traveling on business, when I'd assume the role of "man of the house" and spend a night or two in their bed, and on at least one occasion, my own nocturnal fantasies took a turn for the practical when my very body acted them out on her sleeping form, with mixed results. I apparently wedged my 13-year-old thumb into her crotch (how I managed that in a state of deep sleep, I'll never know), and she sweetly admonished me for it in the morning. Nevertheless, her slightly fatty shape, her full breasts and sizable rear were my masturbation fantasy of choice for many nights to come. Years later, I had forgotten all those adolescent fantasies and vain hopes of consummation with my flesh-and-blood mother, and moved on to slender, small-chested girls of my own age. Like every boy my I age I ached to get some action with these awkward but ever-fascinating creatures, despite the fact that I really had no idea what "action" really was, or exactly why I wanted it. The non-stop parade of beer ads and hair metal posters had thoroughly indoctrinated me towards the pursuit of tender young females who, by their very age, upheld the societal standards of appearance and sex appeal. And sure enough, I had conjured up enough charm and minimal good looks to secure a healthy handful of sexual experiments and exploits. By the time I was a sophomore in high school, my father was traveling far more frequently on business, and I felt my connection with him--which had always been strong, mutual and very supportive--begin to degrade. It was nothing deliberate on either side, just a consequence of frequent and prolonged absence


But the results were real enough, for both my mother and me. My older sister had long previous evacuated to the insular environment of a private college, where she engaged in all the regular routines of rebellion via drugs and sex (known to me thanks to her rigorous diary-keeping). So for a good chunk of high school, it was me and mom holding down the fort. And frankly, it was fine. I remember my dad returning from a trip to Japan, and unexpectedly finding a Japanese version of Penthouse magazine, which was impossible to read, but an absolute delight to use for masturbatory material. The damn thing read backwards, and all the girls either showed their faces or their unkempt crotches, but under no circumstances did they show both. Fascinating. About that same time, Mom got a new job that involved working second shift; that is, 2pm to 10pm. Since I was already driving, this didn't present any difficulty, but it made our respective times at home even lonelier


We found ourselves increasingly cherishing our moments before school and before bedtime. In the middle of my sophomore year, I had experienced my first true love. She was everything I was not: strong-willed, passionate, outspoken, confident, and care-giving. I was sure we would end up married. Ten months later, that vision evaporated and I spend another five months nursing my broken heart. My father, when present, had skillful words of wisdom for me, and his guidance was crucial in my recovery. But it was my ever-present mother, whose kind heart and gentle manner provided much needed refuge, who truly brought me back to life. I was a junior now, starting off my second-to-last year of high school, filled with anticipation and dread for the experiences ahead. I found myself retreating from my longtime friends
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I rationalized this as a natural pulling-away to make the final abandonment after graduation easier for all of us. I started to notice my mother anticipating my eventual twins kissing departure from the home, and as if to stave off the despair of "empty nest syndrome", she made a point of engaging me more deliberately. We started making sure we shared meals as often as possible, and made the most of our evenings, even if only to watch pathetic network television well beyond midnight. On more than one occasion, I fell asleep in their bed while watching late night TV, and found myself scrambling to get ready in the morning from the disorienting location that was clearly not my own bedroom. Sometimes she'd absentmindedly play with my hair while we watch Benny Hill reruns or Johnny Carson. During the bitterly cold winter, we'd occasionally find ourselves cuddling close under the heavy covers, our feet intertwined to provide mutual warmth. One night, Mom came home in a frightful mood. Her struggling non-profit employer was having to cut time, salaries, and ultimately staff. While nothing had happened to her, she was quite certain that something would, and she'd end up being laid off or demoted. She slumped into one of the kitchen stools while I listened sympathetically and microwaved some leftovers for her. I felt miserable for her, as she alternately sobbed and protested


I finally took her book bag and coat and hung them appropriately. In near silence we sat at the dinner table while she collected her thoughts by way of her late night meal. That night, we lay in her bed, the TV was on as usual, while she tried to work on her crossword puzzle (her typical MO for putting herself to sleep), she was clearly distracted by her workplace developments. I tried a few words of sympathetic encouragement, but they proved insufficient to turn her mood. Still, she at least found them darling enough to look over at me lying next to her and reach her hand up to stroke my young face. She gathered a sad smile and offered her thanks for my positivism and steadfastness in her darkness. At that moment, I don't think either of us had ever felt so emotionally close to the other since I had emerged from her womb some 17 years prior


I smiled back, and put my arm behind her head. She rolled over and rested her head on my chest while I stroked her back with as much comfort as I could muster. Under the din of the low-volume television I heard her soft sobbing and felt a cold tear hit my bare chest. I winced with an empathetic pang and kissed her sweet-smelling hair while holding her close. In response, she moved her free arm across my chest and rested it near my armpit
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It tickled slightly, and I nearly giggled. Instead, I just squirmed a bit, and she slid her hand down so that her fingers were under my shoulder blade. My hand movements across her admittedly unflattering, matronly nightgown continued, with ever-so-slightly increased vigor. The whole scene must have been a comfort to her, and she cooed softly. I think we both drifted into a shallow sleep in this cozy embrace, while the late night TV droned on in the darkened bedroom. I awoke sometime around 1 am, remembering the situation, and feeling suddenly quite annoyed by the persistent prattling of the infomercial that now invaded the bedroom. Mom had rolled onto her side, facing away from me. I fumbled for the remote and killed the TV set, and the room was instantly shrouded in darkness
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I heard her grunt softly at the abrupt change in light and sound level, and then drift back into a deep sleep. I stared at her back for a few moments in the near-total darkness, relishing the closeness that we'd shared earlier. I reached out my hand to brush her neck for a moment before closing my own eyes and trying to surrender myself to some real sleep. I remember smelling her sweet hair scent again, and feeling her hand on my chest as I flowed between layers of unconsciousness. My dreams subsequently took a turn for the erotic. Yet another of the countless teenage sex dreams played itself in my slumbering mind, and it would seem that the mental became physical in the form of a burgeoning hard-on, so typical of a young man entering his sexual prime. My stiff member ached beneath the covers as I visualized all manner of sex acts in my dream. I vaguely recall hearing a moan escape my lips as I absentmindedly pawed at my throbbing erection. It would seem that Mom heard it as well, as she softly whispered my name with concern, in the dark. "Trent, honey? Are you okay?" she mumbled in her sleepy state. I heard nothing as I struggled against the demons of my torrential hormones in complete unconsciousness. I pressed my palm hard against my erection, and moaned again, this time more loudly. "Mmmm, Trent, what's wrong?" she managed, still awash in sleepiness
"Is something wrong?" Somehow, her vocalization wormed its way into my erotic dreams, and I found myself staring at my naked mother. Her breasts were very large and slightly swollen. Her voluptuous (but certainly not pin-up) body in clear view. Her unkempt, untrimmed pubic hair, which I remembered so vividly from my younger childhood, sprung out like some jet-black clown wig. I suddenly felt very warm all over. Apparently, I started twins kissing kicking off the covers. Mom became concerned that I was consumed in either nightmare or fever, and she pulled the remaining covers aside


It was at that moment that she saw her 17-year-old son groping at his own genitals whilst moaning with increasing fervor. Awash with embarrassment, she pulled the covers back up and rolled back onto her side, trying to regain her former sleeping state. I, meanwhile, continued my motions and sound effects in the background. Finally, she gently woke me with a firm squeeze of my arm. "Trent, honey. You're having a bad dream. Wake up." Battling to remain with my sex fantasy dream, I reluctantly awoke to her repeated words
"Huh?" "Honey, you were having a nightmare. Please don't be afraid." The darkness disguised her smirk, and her embarrassment. Remembering my location and the contents of my dream, I quickly fell into character. "Oh, thanks, Mom. It was awful. Sorry if I woke you." I rolled over away from her, my face burning with shame and my mind startlingly awake. I felt her roll away also, and I worked to get myself back to sleep. It was a long time coming, but I finally started feeling the tendrils of unconsciousness lifting my embarrassment in exchange for slumber. It was right on the cusp of sleep that I felt her hands on my back, surprisingly warm, but still alarming in the middle of the night
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I ignored it and closed my eyes again. Her hands moved slowly, gently, lazily, across the bare surface of my back and shoulders while I lay in mock sleep, trying to figure out if she was having her own dreams, imagining my father in his rightful place in their bed. It wasn't uncomfortable, or even sexual, so I tried to use it to relax and return to sleep. Finally, her hand movements slowed to a stop and I heard her peaceful almost-snoring, and at that I succumbed to sleep again. The next morning, Mom showed no indication of any knowledge of twins kissing my nocturnal conditions from the night before, and I did nothing to bring them up. Everything was warm and comfortable as I readied myself for school. She gave me a warm kiss on the cheek and a quick hug. "Thanks, honey, for putting up with my pity party last night. I'm sure I wasn't a lot of fun, but I am afraid for the future of my position, and I want you to know I appreciate your kindness
Have a great day, love." The squeal of the bus breaks outside sent me flying out into the frigid winter morning without the chance to reply. The day passed without note, with the exception of returning sexual thoughts about my mother. I suppressed them well enough to survive the school day, and after a quick beat-off upon returning home, my evening alone was not out of the ordinary. A few days and nights passed, and there had been no movement on Mom's job or its future. She returned home nightly with grave doubts about it, but there were as yet no new facts to be had. As the looming fear of a layoff wore away, her mood lightened. Soon the threat appeared to have evaporated completely, and we both forgot all about it
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Life went on into the spring without major news. Dad came through a few times, of course, though seldom for more than a week at a time. I bore him no ill will, but it felt an awful lot like having a stranger in the house. By then, the advent of direct deposit had made his local presence nearly inconsequential, and we all seemed to find it more comfortable when he would finally head for the airport again. In the spring, Mom's job came under threat once more, and her dour mood returned. She never projected it at me, and I was very quick to respond with empathy. But it meant a few more nights in a row of comforting, crying and closeness until sleep overtook us. My recollections of the awkward winter night a few months back left me hoping that I would contain my burgeoning sexual appetites in these close quarters. It seems my fears were well-founded, but my hopes in vain. After one night of late night TV, we found ourselves spooning in the cool spring night air


My long body was wrapped behind hers, my knees locked into hers, my arm across her waist, my face against her hair. I heard her snoozing, so I found the remote, killed the tube, tossed the remote aside and closed my eyes. I marveled to see myself caressing my mother's nude form in the bright spring sunlight. I sensed her satisfied smile at my touch, so I emboldened my caresses to her more erogenous areas, and soon found myself fondling her hairy bush. Still behind her in spoon position, I began to press my groin against her backside. I was alarmed to find myself also fully nude, but I quickly got caught up in the sensation of my soft thrusting. She lifted her top leg and I found myself sliding my cock into her wet, warm pussy from behind. I nearly climaxed right there, but I settled in to a rhythm. I wanted to savor this moment. And that's about when I gained a sliver of consciousness and realized with utter horror, that while my motions were more or less real, the setting was not in fact a bright spring day with two nude lovers, but in fact my mother's bed, her in her nightgown, and me pressing my stiff prick against her! I stopped immediately and tried not to panic


I took stock of the situation: we were both clothed, we were still spooning, my hand was indeed near her crotch (though over her clothing), and I had been dry humping my mother in my sleep! My ears rang with panic as I froze and listened for any words of admonision or disgust, but I heard none. In fact, for all I could tell, she was still completely asleep, and either immune to my unknowing advance, or perhaps she had integrated it into her own dreams. I prayed she would neither notice nor remember, and I slipped away, retreating to the bathroom to pound my pud and get rid of my turgid pecker. My next instinct was to go sleep in my own bed, but through some curious logic I decided that might appear suspicious. So I returned to her bed, and fought for sleep. For her part, she appeared never to have noticed
Finally sleep came, and I was grateful. Once again, morning came with no alarming results or awkward words, and my shame and delight were both my own secret. The days passed, and once again Mom's job concerns slipped off the front burner until after school let out for the summer. I had taken up my usual summer job at a nearby corner store, with hours not dissimilar from my school hours. In that way, our family routine changed little. One sweltering night in July, Mom arrived home in a funk. Like the hydra, the threat of losing her job had reared up again. I thought that her agency's lack of clarity on the matter was wholly unfair to the hardworking, underpaid social workers and other staff, but there was nothing I could do but be there for her. It was a Friday night, and neither of us had to be up early in the morning. So I made her a salad, and she opened up a bottle of red wine


We plopped down in front of the TV and watched most of a movie while we commiserated and talked. I tried to get her laughing, to get her mind off her cycle of job security hell. She offered me to share her wine, with a warning not to drink until I was 21, and we finished the bottle and opened another. The movie got boring and we got tired, if slightly tipsy. I helped her to bed, and she beckoned me to join her. "Trenton, honey, to pairs of sexy tits be with me again tonight? Your mom is in a bad mood, and you're the only company I've got these days." My cock twitched in my jeans, and my mind raced back to my last attempt to sleep through the night in her bed. But her sad and sweet eyes were lonely, and her room had the window air conditioner, so it was kind of a no-brainer
We readied ourselves for bed. I stripped down to my boxers and jumped into bed. Being a middle-aged woman, she had all manner of bedtime prep work to do. I aimed an AC vent at my head and tried to go to sleep. A shadow passed in front of the lamp, and I squinted to see her arrive on her side of the bed. Her summer nightie was much more feminine, with diaphanous panels and pieces of satin ribbon. Her back was to me as she sat on the edge of the bed. She glanced back casually to see if I was awake


I instinctively played possum, and satisfied that I must have been asleep, she turned back and lifted off her nightie. The light played off her womanly curves. The heaviness of her sagging breasts, the gentle undulating edges of her pudgy sides. This was not a model's body. These breasts were heavy and not very shapely
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They had done their service for my sister and I, and now they hung pendulous, her large nipples pointing out and down like pencil erasers. She did her lotion routine, moistening up her whole upper body, while I watched through squinted eyes transfixed on her matronly form. She powdered her breasts and stomach. Finally she retrieved her nightie and dropped it back on, covering her soft body. She slid into bed beside me and turned off her light. I lay there in the darkness, staring at the ceiling. I could hear her soft breathing under the dull roar of the window unit
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Once again, I willed myself to sleep against the powers of fantasy. I coasted into a pleasant sleep, my nearly naked body being breathed upon by the cool breath of the air conditioner. This time the sex dream came on slowly, and it was much less active. It was mostly a pleasant feeling of arousal, and even in my dream I felt far less concerned about what my body was doing at that moment. My cock felt very happy; it was as if it was getting stimulated all by itself. The sensation felt very real
As the sense of reality grew, I broke the surface of consciousness and still felt the stimulation. I exploded into alertness, and realized that someone or something was fondling my dick! My night vision slowly returned and I realized that my mother's hand was casually manipulating my goods through my boxers. She appeared to still be asleep. It felt so great and since I wasn't doing it, I didn't stop her. Suddenly she rolled over towards me and her head landed on my chest. Her free hand hit my side and slid down to my drawers again. Her top leg slid onto mine, and I felt her pantied crotch against my thigh. I took a deep breath and tried to figure out what to do
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I was completely freaked out, but utterly turned on at the same time. A soft moan escaped her lips and her hand began exploring my cock and balls in earnest. Eventually her hand found the flap in the front and slipped inside. The direct contact of her hand on my rock-hard cock took the air of out my lungs. I gasped loudly, and she moaned again. Her hot body pressed against me, while the icy air from the window unit chilled my flesh. I had goose bumps everywhere
My mind raced, and my dick throbbed. Mom started to pump my shaft with some purpose now, and I started to question her supposed sleeping state. I felt her firm nipple against my chest, and the other was within sight, pressing against the gauzy fabric of her nightie. Almost without thinking a reached across with my free hand and touched it. Mother moaned again. I rubbed my fingertips across it, and the moans continued. Emboldened, I caressed her whole breast with my hand. As if in response, her hand slipped down onto my balls and began massaging them gently
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Now it was my turn to moan. Soon we were pawing at each other like a couple of horny teenagers, except that I really was. I think we each had given up on the idea that the other was still asleep, but no words were exchanged, or even eye contact. Just moans, coos, eventually soft words of encouragement, even a little dirty talk. Her moistened pubis pressed rhythmically against my thigh, and I pressed it back in time. She sat up and yanked at my boxers to get them off, and I took the opportunity to tug at her nightie
In one move she threw it off and tossed both the nightie and the boxers across the room. I threw myself at her massive exposed breasts, taking in their sweet perfumed scent as I rolled my sweating face between them. She fell back down onto her back, and spun to follow. I buried myself in her enormous flowing tits, finding her incredulously erect nipples and sucking them back into my mouth. She moaned very loudly, and I poured myself at my task. I felt her hand go down to her crotch, and I could smell the pungent, spicy musk of her wet pussy. My head was spinning with lust and madness at what we were doing. But it felt so good, and in fact it felt so right. Her hand came up from under her panties and she found my mouth and thrust her sticky fingers into it
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Her juice was tangy and primitive, and I immediately craved more. That, apparently, was her idea. I released her huge tits, and slid down the bed to sit near her hips. In the cold blue moon light, I could see her skin, glistening with sweat. She slid down her panties, and to my amazement, her twat was completely hairless! All my childhood fantasies that had centered on her mysterious, hirsute crotch were sent away forever in that moment, and as her panties slid off her feet, her legs parted and I threw myself in. I had gone down on girls before, but I'd be the first to admit I didn't know what I was doing. But Mom found a way to guide with her hands and her legs and the thrusting of her hips. She gave me guiding words of encouragement when I hit the right places, and soon I felt like an old pro. Soon her meaty legs were high up, as she held her legs back with her hands while I worked her musky hot pussy with my mouth, lips, tongue and fingers
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I heard her climax coming, and the strains of her orgasm echoed through the darkened bedroom as my rapidly tiring tongue lapped furiously at her exposed cunt. When I perceived that she'd had her fill, and that I had as well, I sat back up. Her hands reached up and rolled me over onto my back. She took up position between my legs now, softly running her hands across my twitching boner. She leaned forward to place kisses on my stomach, and her heavy breasts caressed my cock, and I gasped again. She happened on the idea of using her ample chest to tit-fuck me. I could just see the glistening tip of my cock, wet with precome, emerge from the top of her cleavage. It felt great, but it was clearly an uncomfortable position for her
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Besides, she had other ideas. She pulled on my pecker for a minute or two with her hand, and then started to nuzzle it, pressing it to her face, smelling it, breathing it in. She placed a few tentative kisses on it, and finally she ran her tongue up the length of my shaft. The sudden wetness in the cool airflow made me shudder, and at that she plunged down on my cock, taking most of it into her hot, wet mouth. She worked it expertly, and it was all I could do not to come instantly
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She could sense my reluctance to come so quickly, and she slowed down and carefully sucked, licked and worked my cock for what felt like hours. She then started to nuzzle my balls, finally taking one, then both, into her warm mouth. She rolled them around with her tongue while I fought to contain my desire to explode. As if any of this could have been expected, she then did something I could never have expected. She grabbed my thighs and thrust them towards my chest. She then dove in to start licking my asshole. I nearly yelped, and it was all I could do to grab hold of my legs and hold them up and apart as she had done while I was eating her. She continued to play with my cock and my nuts with her hands while she licked and nibbled at my anus
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The sensation was alarming but fantastically stimulating. I was really getting into it when she suddenly coated a finger with saliva and slipped it into my asshole. I almost shouted in protest, but the sensation was, much to my surprise, disturbingly pleasurable. She wiggled her finger around, pressing it into interesting and sensitive places, gauging her success by my vocalizations. Meanwhile, she popped my pecker back into her hungry mouth and resumed her oral ministrations


The combined stimulation of the blowjob, the finger in my ass, and the fact that it was my own mother, proved to be enough, and I noisily stammered something about my impending climax. She was ready when it came, and she milked almost all of it down her throat. I heard her gag and cough, and some started to spill out the sides of her mouth, but she kept at it, and eventually licked up and swallowed all of it. My spent cock popped out of her mouth, and her jaw hung there, exhausted. Her finger slowly slid back out of my ass, and she grabbed a tissue to clean her digit. I sat up and for the first time we made eye contact in the steamy darkness. We sat there in silence, each of us still shuddering in small waves of post-orgasmic shock. We stared into each other's eyes
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I was terrified of speaking, for fear of ruining the moment or breaking the spell. I imagine she felt the same. Finally, still wordless, we both lay back down and stared at the ceiling. Finally she spoke. "Trenton..." Oh, I could hear it now. 'It was a mistake, it was wrong, it was your fault.' I had it all figured out, and I hated myself for it. "Yes, Mom?" I swallowed noisily as I prepared for the worst. "I know that was completely wrong. I think you do too
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It's called incest, and it's against the law." Shit, I knew it. I felt myself tearing up, a mix of anguish, love, and rage. Why can't we have this? "Yes, Mom, I know. But..." "Trenton, we both know it. Let me ask you, did you like it? Did it feel wrong?" "No, Mom. To be honest, it felt so right
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I don't love anyone in the world as much as I love you." "Oh, Trenton. I'm probably a terrible mother. But I have to confess that I've imagined this for some time. For years, actually. I tried to get it out of my head. But a few times, I think you know when, I got the feeling that I wasn't the only one thinking about it." I flushed with embarrassment, strangely, given what had just taken place
No sense hiding it now. "Yeah, I've been fantasizing about it for years. I have to admit that I've masturbated plenty of times, thinking about you." My mother turned and looked at me, her eyes welled up, but smiling. She leaned over to kiss me. It wasn't me who made it a passionate french kiss, but I was elated when it did. We kissed hotly for a minute or more, and I felt my cock stir again. "Trent, do you want to make love with me?" My heart jumped. "Oh yes, Mom
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More than anything." She smiled devilishly. She rolled over and opened her night table drawer. She rolled back seconds later with a condom. "I think you know why." I laughed nervously. I didn't want to be father to my own sibling. "Um, yeah. Got it." I hastily put the condom on, and then I settled in and began to touch her all over. I kneaded her big breasts and played with her nipples again


I felt her smooth pudgy belly, and down to her smooth, hairless cunt. I toyed with hungry fingers, and was rewarded with quick-flowing warm juices and soft sounds from her throat. She rolled onto her side away from me, and I suddently realized that this was exactly the position from my dream. She lifted her leg, and thrust her butt back exposing her hot muff. I angled for a minute, trying to get everything to line up. Finally, I pressed the head of my latex-encased cock against the sopping wet lips of her twat
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