“I’ve heard you wanking sweetheart,” she said, coming into my room one morning, “while listening to me doing the same. Seems silly to stay in separate rooms when we can both help each other out.”
“How d’you mean, mom?” I asked though I knew what the answer was going to be since I hadn’t been slow to notice mom casting me appreciative glances over the past few months too. In fact, probably more thanb I had been giving her.
“You’ve got a cock and I’ve got a pussy and I need a good fucking,” mom said, pulling back the covers of my bed to expose me in all my naked full frontal glory. I always sleep in the nude and had been wanking when mom walked in so my cock was nice and hard and, far from feeling any embarrassment, it gave me a real thrill to show it to the very lady who had, with my vanished father’s help, created it, along with my big balls of which, like my cock, I am inordinately proud.
Mom was very impressed with the size of my prick and of my balls too and she was soon undressed herself, allowing me to gaze for the first time on her firm delicious-looking melons, on which her nipples stood out proudly from the dark aureoles, and, more importantly, her beautiful shaven pussy. I had never seen a woman’s cunt before and I was overwhelmed by its beauty since it was not any pussy but the one through which I had entered the world all those years earlier.
I really enjoyed my first tentative licks of mom’s pussy and mom giving me my first ever blowjob but I won’t give you all the details of what we did together that night, I’m sure you can guess. Suffice to say, therefore, that after mom took my virginity, we just went on from there. As simple as that, no shame, no guilt, after all we were consenting adults and didn’t give a fig what others thought. Still don’t.
Mom realised from the start that I was a horny sod, well above average, a fact which has not diminished with the passing of time. I think about sex every waking moment, always wake up with a raging hard-on, and I am always slinking off to the bogs at work to lock myself in a cubicle for a nice pull on the Jolly Roger. As for my wonderful mother, as long as I give her a good loving shag every night, she has allowed me plenty of freedom to sate my sexual desires with other ladies.
And that’s how, incredibly, we got it together with Janey and her mother Beryl. I came home early from work one hot summer’s evening a year or so ago, a few weeks after Janey and her mother had moved in next door to us, and Janey was sunbathing in just her bra and panties in the Simpkins’ back garden. From my open bedroom window, I had a perfect view of my nubile young neighbor’s bra-enhanced tits and was physically undressing her in my mind’s eye as I unzipped my pants and took out my cock which, with its usual dexterity, had risen to the occasion. I fancied Janey almost as much as I did my mother while Janey’s mother, whom I have just been asked to call Beryl, wasn’t half fanciable as well.
As I feasted my eyes on Janey on the sun lounge, I stripped off and started to beat my meat. Mom came into my room and smiled at the sight of my hard throbbing cock in my hand which was flying up and down the shaft with quicksilver speed.