Family stud – A son steps up to the plate when his mother needs him

It was one of the worst snowstorms ever to hit Augusta
Maine. The snow was up to the window sills and all the
roads were closed so I could not possibly make it to my
classes at high school.

When Dad divorced Mom, he received the family
residence, and Mom took two small rental houses. She
rented one out, while she and I lived in the other. Our
house had all electric heat and no facility for burning
wood. With the electric power off because of the
snowstorm, the house temperature went down to fifteen
degrees. My teeth were chattering so loudly that they
sounded like a machine gun.

Mom pulled the electric blanket off of her bed and dug
a feather bedcover out of the closet. After she put it
on her bed, she suggested that I crawl in the bed with
her as I probably would be too cold alone in my own
bed. Inasmuch as we had gotten up only to observe the
snow, neither of us was dressed.

I threw my bath robe on Mom’s bed and climbed under the
feather bedcover with her. My teeth stopped chattering
once I became warm, and I soon drifted off to sleep.
When I awoke, I immediately became aware of Mother’s
warm hand inside my pajamas — fondling my erect cock.

“Forgive me if my actions shock you, but it has been a
long time since I’ve been in bed with a man. In your
sleep you rolled over against me and I just became so
horny that I couldn’t resist fondling your love
instrument. I’m sure you’re not a virgin, so hopefully
you can understand your mother’s problem,” she

I told her that rather than having her go to bed with a
strange man to satisfy her hunger for sex, I could see
no reason why I should not become the man in her life –
– at least until one of us married. She hugged me in a
tight embrace and told me what wonderful and
understanding son she thought that I was, and how she
would be proud to have me as the man in her life.

We squirmed out of our night clothes without exposing
our bodies to the cold, and once naked, our hands
explored each other’s bodies. Our mouths locked in a
passionate kiss as our tongues entwined with each
other. Our hands left a trail of electrifying sparks
wherever they touched.

Mother was making pleasurable moans as my fingers
stroked her aroused, b***d-engorged pussy lips and I
nibbled on her erect, pointed nipples. The moment my
finger entered her wet pussy, she moaned ecstatically,
and her body trembled as she experienced her first
climax in months. She was kneading my balls and teasing
the pulsating head of my throbbing cock by tracing
small circles on the tight skin of my purple knob.

I warned her that my cock was about to spill its load,
and unless I put it in her pussy immediately, my cum
would be shooting all over the bed. She responded
immediately by rolling on her back and spreading her
legs so that I could roll into her saddle. Once I was
inside her, I guided my cock against her dripping pussy
and gave a mighty thrust. The soft folds of her hot
twat parted, and her snatch lived up to its name; it
swallowed my throbbing cock in one gulp.

Once my joystick was buried to the hilt, she clamped
down with her cunt muscles, and her hole was as tight
as any virgin hole. We immediately found a rhythm, and
as my cock sawed in and out of her tight pussy, the
room was filled with moans, grunts, and sighs as
Mother’s pussy received the sexual pleasures it had
been missing for months.

I was slamming my cock into her love-channel like it
was a battering ram. Each time I slammed my cock in as
far as it would go, my balls slapped against her
steaming pussy, and she screamed and bucked her ass
harder. When I yelled that I was going to come, she
clamped her cunt muscles around my cock like a pair of
shoes that are two sizes too small. My cock exploded,
and I thought it would never stop erupting, because
after each spurt she would tighten her pussy and shut
off the flow of my cream. The moment she relaxed,
another gob would shoot right out.

When my jism spurted up Mom’s love canal, she screamed
and clawed my back as her body trembled uncontrollably,
and her orgasm exploded every nerve in her body. After
she trembled out of control for about a minute, she
pulled me into her arms and whispered, “David, I don’t
know where you got your experience, but I never had a
better fuck in my whole life.” Before we rested, she
milked my cock dry with her talented cunt, holding it
its grip until it was so soft it finally slipped out on
its own.

As we lay in each other’s arms, she told me that I
would never have to worry about her getting pregnant
when we were fucking because many years ago she had had
a hysterectomy. She told me that she already knew that
I was sexually active when she found some rubbers in
the pocket of my pants that were to go to the cleaners.
She said that she had often thought about suggesting
that we make love together, but was much too
embarrassed to suggest it — until we were in bed
together and she became so horny, she just could not
help fondling my cock.

The rest of the day, except for making a quick run to
the bathroom and eating some crackers, we fucked.
Mostly we used missionary style so we would not throw
the covers off the bed and freeze our asses. However,
when the electricity came back on and the house heated
up, we engaged in oral sex and tried out other
different positions.

When I fucked Mom in the ass, it was my first time at
anal sex, and I found it every exciting to say the
least. Mother told me that Daddy used to fuck her ass
at least once a week, and that she really enjoyed
having a man’s dick up her ass. And when I fingered her
clit while my cock was sawing in and out of her
asshole, she had some very intense orgasms, and the
feeling created by fucking her ass increased my own
arousal and gave me some really strong ejaculations.

For the winter, I kept Mom’s bed warm, while here
orifices gave my cock a hot welcome three or four times
a week. I was so involved in fucking my mother that I
did not have any energy left to fuck any of my regular


A couple of weeks before school closed for summer
vacation, one afternoon, I came home and Mother showed
me a letter she had received from her sister Joan, from
Texas. Joan had invited Mother and me to spend the
summer at her ranch. Joan is a couple of years younger
than Mother and from her pictures, she looks to every
bit as sexy as Mom.

Mom asked me if I would like to go, and I replied that
I had nothing planned for the summer and Aunt Joan’s
invitation sounded great to me — if we could afford
the plane fare. Mom told me that she had enough money
for the plane fare and even some left over for
luxuries. That very night Mom wrote Aunt Joan and told
her that we would come as soon as my school was out.

Aunt Joan met us at Dallas/Fort Worth Airport, and then
we drove for another hour in Aunt Joan’s Caddy to her
ranch. Aunt Joan’s husband was killed in an automobile
accident about a year earlier and had left her
financially well-off. She had a daughter who was away
at boarding school but would be home in a couple of

When we walked through the airport and I had the
opportunity to look at all the beautiful Texas women, I
sprang a bone — just thinking what it would be like to
be stranded on a desert island with a dozen of them.
When I called her Aunt Joan, she promptly told me to
call her Joan, as Aunt Joan made her feel old.

Joan was wearing short shorts and a halter, and as we
rode along, I was sitting in the middle, between her
and Mom. As Joan’s bare leg pressed against my thigh, I
could not control the messages that were going from my
brain to my cock and before long, my pants were
sporting a noticeable bulge, but I was sure that it was
not missed by Joan.

At the ranch, Mother and I had separate rooms. One
afternoon when Mother felt a little horny, she came to
my room for a little afternoon sex. I was pumping her
pussy like a Texas jackrabbit when Joan walked in. I
was so embarrassed that I lost my hard-on.

Mother laughed at my embarrassment and told me that she
had told Joan about how my wonderful love-tool kept her
happy and how, when she and Joan were younger, they had
made pact always to share anything that was worthwhile
with each other. It seemed that Joan wanted to share my

I told Joan to strip out of her clothes and join us on
the bed. When I saw that Joan had a shaved pussy, I
knew that I was going to have to satisfy curiosity
immediately of what it would be like to suck such a
naked pussy.

I told her to move into a position so that I could eat
her pussy while I fucked Mother with my cock, which at
that time had regained its stiffness. Joan lay on her
back and drew her knees up and spread her thighs real
wide, exposing her puffy, pink, wet pussy lips.

On taking a moment to look at Joan’s shaved pussy, I
was amazed when I put my finger in her cunt, and that
when I pulled it out, her inner flesh momentarily clung
to my finger. I could see that the inside of her cunt
was a deeper shade of pink. My desire to suck her
inviting pussy took over, and seconds later my nose was
pushing the soft fold of her vagina aside and my tongue
was licking her hot, slippery cunt lips. Her salty
juices were flowing into my mouth.

She was moaning ecstatically, and her hand on my head
was holding my mouth against her flooding, happy hole.
When my tongue found her aroused clit, I found it to be
much larger than Mother’s. I was able to nibble gently
on it, which caused Joan to buck her ass and scream for
me to nibble harder and make her come. I obliged her
and was quickly rewarded with an outpouring of her
juices that almost made me gag.

While I was busy sucking Joan, Mother was milking my
cock with her talented cunt muscles. When she did her
squeeze-and-relax routine, she was almost always
successful in making me shoot my load without any real
effort on my part.

By the time I was finished eating Joan’s delicious
pussy, Mother’s talented cunt had brought me to a
climax, and I just collapsed from sheer exhaustion.


Later that afternoon, I fucked Joan doggie-style and
found her to be as good a fuck as Mom. As I lay
resting, and Joan and Mother were cleaning my cock with
their tongues, I wondered if I would be able to survive
the summer keeping both Mother’s and Joan’s cunts
contented and satisfied.

But I was soon to find out that I would have THREE sex-
hungry women to keep satisfied.

The second week in June, Irene, Joan’s sixteen-year-old
daughter, came home from school. Irene was probably one
of the most beautiful girls I have ever laid eyes on.
She was about five-eight, with a figure that would win
any beauty contest she wanted to enter. Her boobs were
high and firm, and she didn’t wear a bra. Her hair was
shoulder length and was a beautiful shade of auburn.
Her green eyes sparkled, and I could hardly wait until
her sexy mouth could give me a blow job.

I really did not have to wait long before I received my


That night, Irene came into my bedroom and crawled into
bed with me. She told me that Joan and Mother decided
that tonight would be just ours. From the moment she
entered the room, my cock stared getting hard. I threw
back the sheet and lay on my back and told her I wanted
her to get my cock to maximum hardness using just her
tongue and mouth. In other words, I wanted to start our
relationship with a Texas blow job.

She started by giving me French kiss that set my body
on fire. Next she started on a tongue bath, licking the
beads of perspiration from my chest and belly. Her
licking was driving me wild, and I was squirming and
thrashing as she licked. When I thrashed too hard, she
straddled my head and pushed her dripping cunt into my
face and told me to shut up and suck her pussy instead.

She tantalized me further when she only licked around
my throbbing erection. She licked all the way down to
my toes, and when she sucked my big toe — I thought I
was going to shoot off before I could put my cock in
her mouth. Slowly, she licked her way back up my legs –
– until I felt her tongue caressing my aching balls. I
pushed her cunt off my face and screamed that my cock
was ready to explode any second and for her to please
quit teasing.

Irene twisted my balls so hard that I yelped in pain,
and my cock went limp. However, my pain was over
seconds later when I felt her ruby lips closing over my
plum-colored cockhead. Her tongue swirled around the
rim of my bulbous purple knob, setting its sensitive
nerve ends on fire.

When she deep-throated my shaft, I thought I would go
out of my mind. She bobbed her head up and down, and
each time, my cockhead bumped against the back of her
talented throat, bringing my cock closer to its
exploding point. Her pussy was flooding like Niagara
Falls, and her sucking on my cock intensified as I
licked her dripping pussy and drank her flowing nectar.

My cock held off coming as long as possible before it
erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly coming to life.
I must have shot a pint of hot cream into her throat.
Irene was a super blow job artist. Not only did she
give me the most exciting blow job I ever had, but she
swallowed my entire load and didn’t lose a drop. While
Mother and Joan were both talented cocksuckers, I would
have to declare Irene the real winner.

The rest of the night I fucked my cousin in every
position I could think of — until we became so
exhausted we could not fuck any longer. The next day we
slept until noon.

After fucking my three horny women every day for a
week, my pecker was so sore from excessive use that I
had to take a couple of days off to rest. In the
meantime, the girls got their jollies by going down on
each other, while I watched.

While I would not trade my summer vacation for
anything, I often found myself thinking about getting
back to Maine where I will have only Mother’s pussy to
keep satisfied.

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