style="font-weight: normal">Me! Well I applied myself to home study; frequently caught myself remembering the exploration of mom and infrequently cursed myself when I awoke with my penis erect but most of all I was concerned for mom doing everything I could to lighten her burden at the same time reduce my guilt.

 

 

 

About 2-weeks later mom awoke early, called me as I needed to attend a field trip of area home study kids to visit a museum for history. As I said good-bye to mom I noticed she did not have her usual cup of coffee on the table but a full tumbler of hard liquor. I was speechless as I touched her shoulder, our eyes met, she shook her head side to side repeatedly with a sad face saying off-handily, “go”.

 

 

 

I had difficulty concentrating being concerned about mom and late that afternoon arrived home to find the kitchen partially thrashed, chairs upset and a lone full glass of liquor still sitting in the same spot. I slowly went in search of mom, she was nowhere in the house or yard, I did not know where to look next and wondered aimlessly about the house straightening up. No note could be found. It was now after 8 PM and starting to get dark with a slight rain beginning. I thought I heard the gate but could not see anyone and sat patiently looking out the front room window. It was now after 11 PM and raining hard when I got up to look about again when I noticed out the kitchen window something by our tree.

 

I rushed outside to find mom hugging the tree crying her heart out.

 

 

 

“Mom … Mom … What is it … why are you outside, please come in out of the rain … I been so worried about you …” I had to stop questioning as I ran out of breath to suddenly realize she was whispering something. I leaned down to listen.

 

 

 

Faintly through her tears at barely a whisper, “tell me you want me … tell me you want me … tell me you want me …”

 

 

 

Rain and tears ran unheeded from my face as I cupped her face in my hands, “I want you mom … I need you more than ever … please come with me into the house … please I want you …” as I slowly assisted her up to a standing position and guided her into the house.

 

We entered the house, she clung to me for support as I locked the door and turned out the lights. We made out way to her bedroom where I turned on just the table light. All the time mom keep barely whispering “…he wants me … me … he wants me …”

 

 

 

“Lets get you out of these soaking muddy clothes mom…” as I undressed her, “we need to get you into a hot bath mom or you’ll get sick…ok”, mom let me do all the undressing at this point I had her down to her bare breasts and her panties. She clung to me resting her head on my shoulder so I slowly moved to the bathroom bring her with me. I started the water running adding lots of bubble bath beads; soon I had sufficient water of just the right temperature and turned to mom saying, “I’m here mom, just you and me. Lets slip you out of these wet panties and get you into this hot bath … ok” and she willingly let me and I noticed her muff needed trimming, so before getting her into the tub I reached across to the cabinet pulling out the scissors and trimmed her up some. While I guided her into the tub and got her sitting down I started to slip of my wet shirt, pants and socks.

 

 

 

While I knelt on the floor I bathed her clean, leaning her forward to wash her back and spent long minutes washing her breasts because her nipples were so excited. “Just you and me mom, I’ll take care of you now…” as she just nodded following direction and willing opened her thighs for my washing.

 

 

 

“Are you feeling better mom? … Where were you? … I was so worried …” I asked. “You warming up mom, the goose bumps are gone now…”

 

 

 

Mom leaned forward reaching around my neck pulling me towards her, “Kiss me sweetie … I love it when you touch me … please!” she begged as I had drawn away slightly.

 

 

 

I willingly kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck and her shoulders as she purred “Ummmm yes, mommy likes that…”

 

 

 

“Time to slip you out of the bath mom” as she stood naked again before me, I helped her out and began to dry her off. Then I guided her to her bed. “Ok mom … slip into bed, we have to keep you warm now, I’ll go get you something hot to drink … be right back.”

 

 

 

On returning with hot coffee fixed the way she like it, she sat up with my support and seeped contently.

 

Soon she was starring intently at me then softly asked me, “Is that all my little boy has been doing to mommy when you took care of me?” I looked down guiltily shaking my head no. “Tell mommy what you do and why you do it to … please sweetie.”

 

 

 

“I been … well … the first time I had to clean you … well all over and I liked it mom!” I confessed honestly, “…and you seemed to like it when I touched you … well I … I just keep doing it…ok.”

 

 

 

Mom nodded her head yes, “Did you put that (pointing to my groin) in mommy?” she barely whispered again.

 

 

 

“Oh no mom, I never did anything like that to you … it grew … but no I never did anything like that”

 

I whined.

 

 

 

“Did you want to Paul?” mom asked looking me straight in the eye.

 

 

 

I simply nodded my head yes and hung my head

 

 

 

“I am very proud of you son!” she smiled and hugged me.

 

 

 

We sat there for a while as mom sipped her coffee, then she suddenly asked, “Why didn’t you son?”

 

 

 

“Oh that’s simple mom … I had no idea what to do … I was happy just touching you all over and then … well, my hand discovered your (I point between her legs) and it pleased you … so I did that a lot.”

 

 

 

“You didn’t know what to do?” asked mom in an amazed tone.

 

 

 

I shook my head no again.

 

 

 

“Well that was part of the reason I went for a walk Paul; I was sorting things out in my mind …” she stated. “It also dawned on me out walking that you young man repeatedly said you wanted me … so I believed or understood you meant it as a woman … and I know its against the law … but its just you and me … then, well … (very long pause) … I want you too.”

 

 

 

I hugged her tightly and smiled, “Ahhh mom, I still know nothing more than I did before…” I moaned.

 

 

 

“Then son, we will learn together … ok?” mom smiled and pointed to my crotch, “Seems your body knows more than you think…”

 

 

 

I started to shake and mom shooed me off with a kiss to my lips to have a hot shower.

 

 

 

…………………….

 

 

 

Mom lifted the covers and patted the bed. “You belong beside me son.”

 

 

 

I lay down and mom slowly started kissing my shoulders and face, “Ummmmm you smell so good, mommy won’t break, do what you always do to me son.” She said with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face of great warmth.

 

 

 

“Well I usually … hmm … “ I stammered.

 

 

 

“What sweetie? Just do as you did all the times before and we’ll see what happens…” mom coaxed.

 

 

 

I pushed her back; slowly I kissed her face, her neck and her shoulders while my hand caressed her arms and breast. “Ummmmm ohhhhh yes, so nice,” mom whispered. I continued really kissing her soft warm skin, inhaling her smell. Soon mom had trapped my face in her hands and we kissed passionately, initially mouth closed but she slowly forced my mouth apart chasing my tongue as her breathing increased. My hands were never still, caressing her breasts, tummy and legs all leading to her magical triangle and her creamy tunnel of my lust.

 

 

 

By the time my hand was petting her bush mom had laid back and left me to play while she encouraged me, “Mmmmm sweetie, mommy likes that … Ohhhhh ummmmm” as my finger slipped along her tunnel lips, “I’m all yours, explore me …”, to which I now half lay on her suckling her breasts as my hand cupped, fingered and played with her now swollen bud. It was not long at all before mom was panting, “Oh My God … I’m cummmmmming … my son is making me cummmmm …”

 

 

 

 

 

I do not know how to explain what she said next as I started to slip my hand in her very wet tunnel. Needless to say her hips were humping up and down, legs opening and closing and her words what I could make of them surprised me, “Ohhhh FUCKKK … Ohhhh you loving boy … Ohhh mommy’s cunt is so tight. …Ohhhhhh … your hand in me … ” To which she began to shake and scream as she had before which only urged me to suck her breasts more as I slid my hand and part of my lower arm in and out faster. Mom was getting it good and it excited me, I was peeking down at her thrusting open and closed legs (the sheets had flown off some time ago) to my surprise I seen her tummy one second swell and another shrink down.

 

 

 

After the 3^rd massive shaking cum my hips began to dry hump her thigh, my penis was swollen. Mom urged me more onto her as I continued to suckle her breasts and mostly due to my position I had to slide my hand from her magical tunnel. Mom was finally able to catch her breath, “Ohhhhh you dirty little boy, you been doing mommy good all those times you played with me…are you trying to make me your slut … tell me what you want me to be and you’ll have it sweetie … make mommy your slut.”

 

 

 

I stopped and looked at mom, she was all dreamy like, her hips still thrusting at times, “Mommy? What is a slut?” I asked.

 

 

 

“What I want to be for you … I’ll do anything for you … a slut can’t get enough of what your doing to mommy … ” mom panted.

 

 

 

“I just want you happy mom … if what I’ve been doing will make you a slut, that’s good isn’t it mom?” I asked in all innocence.

 

 

 

“Mmmmmm you got mommy very excited Paul … come fuck mommy” breathing rapidly, “put your hard cock into mommy … do it for me sweetie, turn mommy into just your slut!”

 

 

 

And with that she urged me in to the right position on top of her, reaching her hand down she took my very swollen penis guiding it into her HOT CREAMY … what did she call it … a cunt. I was home it was beyond words as she withered and squirmed under me, it wasn’t long before I was driving into her slowly as I continued to suckle her breast.

 

 

 

“OH GOD … OH Lord … my son’s cock is in my cunt … do anything you want to mommy …” she screamed, “Show mommy how much you want her … show her you want her as your fuck slut …”

 

 

 

I was in heaven … mom was so hot and creamy and soon I had that strange feeling in my stomach again and building like before; I think it was getting worse, the more mom moved under me the more the feeling was moving towards my penis. “Mom, I think I’m sick, its hurting … burning towards my penis …” I told mom between gasps of breath.

 

 

 

“Oh sweetie … no … no … mommy’s not protected … pull out … fast …” she screamed.

 

 

 

I pulled out of that magnificent place and as I did great gobs of sticky white stuff splashed all over mom’s tummy, thighs and the bed. “Ugghhh Uggghh Ohhhhhh Ugggggh ummmmm” I screamed.

 

 

 

“Oh Sweetie … mommy’s sorry, I forgot.” She cooed as I collapse onto of her. “That was close, you could have made mommy pregnant … we’ll have to take care of that … mommy wants you so bad … I want to feel your cum splashing inside me … I want you to be able to lie there and pump your cum into me … ” she cried with real tears rolling down her cheeks.

 

We cuddled for a long time, my hands never still as I caressed and teased mom. Before long I had her panting again. When she noticed I was getting big again she told me she knew how to let me cum in her for as long as I wanted to. “Let mommy roll on her tummy, now put it in mommy’s other hole sweetie … it will be a lot tighter but you can do it as often as you like in there till mommy gets some protection.”

 

 

 

I had only played with her ass once and I was determined to please her. She urged me on as she guided my virgin attempt of my once again swollen penis. “That’s it sweetie, stick your big cock into me … OH MY … Ummmm … Ohhhhh …”she screamed as I sunk slowly in her tight opening. My eagerness was too much and I thrust like I was in her … cunt. “Oh Paul, slow down … Ohhhhh …” I was putting it to her tight ass good, soon mom quietened down and met my thrusts and we were off and doing good.

 

 

 

“That’s it … fuck mommy’s ass … seed her ass with your seed … yes FUCK ME .. F U C K K K K me” mom was never ending, her words increasing my desire. “Mommy’s your fuck slut … give it to mommy … make me your S L U T …”

 

 

 

I stuck it in her slow, I did it fast … mom passed out twice as I fucked her for close to 45 minutes before I again felt that incredible feeling that made my thrusts more furious. Till nothing would stop it I let go spilling my seed deep into mom’s lovely tight ass.

 

 

 

I awoke sometime later, with my once again growing cock still buried in mom’s ass and I feasted again, this time going slow while my hands felt her swollen breasts; I was sunk in good and mom let me go as she continued to urge me to turn her into a fuck slut and I’m not sure what that was exactly but I was feeling very good fucking her in her bed. Her alarm clock showed 2:40 AM and I was once again spilling cum (as mom calls it) into her again, this time I slipped out of her. As I lay there beside mom, she was complimenting me on my magnificent cock. “You sure are big sweetie … you have to be at least 10-inches and very thick … mommy will have to measure you.”

 

 

 

Mom’s clock read 4:55 and my hand once again buried in mom’s hair cunt and she was screaming, shivering and panting as her hips went wild. I had been working on her for some time as I once again snuggled in tight to her chest and suckled her nipples harder as I shoved my hand in and out of her (I now know as fisting) as she swore I was out to make her a fuck slave all in one night. At 5:35 I was again on top of my mom, this time between her thighs as I fucked her cunt. I knew now what mom didn’t want splashed inside her and I was determined to fuck her cunt good and hard pulling out when I needed. Mom whispered into my ear in the darkness as I fucked her that if I kept going she’d be a whore within the week. I’m not sure what a whore was, but I did know now what mom wanted as she urged me to make her a fuck slut and I was going to make her one. The sensation was just starting and I pulled out and rolled mom, and thus slipped my raging swollen cock covered in her creamy goo and slipped into her ass very deeply and easily to finish cumming. I fell asleep right there snuggled deep in mom’s tight ass.

 

 

 

When I awoke mom was trying to slip out from under me and I held her in place as I began growing still in her ass and even though the clock read 9:35, I held her there and fucked her all the while she keep say, “Oh yes … Mommy’s your fuck slut now … you made me your slut last night … you can do anything to me now … ” And shortly after she uttered those words I spilled my seed deep into her again and rolled off … I watched her walk with difficulty to the bathroom and smiled, I had finally had mom as a woman and she was magnificent and contently fell back asleep …

 

 

 

 

 

“How is Thumper this beautiful day?” asked mom as I slowly walked from the bathroom to the kitchen.

 

She was sitting at the table naked, looking very radiant and content.

 

 

 

“Thumper?” I asked looking bewildered at mom.

 

 

 

“You know, Bambi’s little rabbit friend … I call you that after the work out you gave me last night, oh lord son I could barely walk, your cock is so big …” mom beamed with immense please. ““Mommy cooked for you, figured you be hungry this morning”

 

 

 

I leaned down and kissed her passionately as my hands felt her swollen breasts, my tongue was invading her mouth yet again as I slipped my hands to her groin where she automatically opened wide to allow me access to her still very stick wet tunnel of pleasure. I was fingering her good when she whispered into my ear as I leaned onto her shoulder while I played, “Do you like son, you made me a slut last night … I’ll do anything you wish.”

 

 

 

I stood her up and leaned her over the table and slipped my now hardened cock into her slippery triangle of pleasure and proceeded to fuck her cunt till I had her panting and screaming with pleasure, my thrusts were getting furious as I neared the point of needing to withdraw but it felt so good and way she was standing leaned over I was not quite fast enough as I grunted while thrusting spilled cum into her cunt.

 

 

 

“Ummmmmmm Ohhhhhhhhhh seed my unprotected cunt, I’m your fuck slut … I’ll have your baby … take me to bed and fill me with your seed!” mom begged passionately in great gasps of catching her breath.

 

 

 

I did just that, her bedroom clock said 11:15 and I fucked her and fucked her. By 4:55 I had cum 5 more times into my mother driven on by her sensual words to get her pregnant. I left her lying in a very sticky pool of cum in bed to go to the bathroom. “I’ll be right here Thumper, hurry … come fill mommy with your baby seed … your slut needs you…!”

 

 

 

Looking up into mom’s beautiful eyes as she looks over my shoulder as I write this letter. She definitely became my very pregnant slut; I have pumped allot of cum into her and she has rewarded me with 2 beautiful children in those 4-years. I fuck her 5 – 6 times a day and fist her twice a day. Each time is as good as the first time I slipped into her HOT cunt. She proudly walks into public places on my arm often wearing short skirts without the anxiety of someone seeing her burns. Right now I will end this letter and take my mother to our bed, I have this urge to fuck my slut and in doing so seed her belly again with another child. (If not she just said, “you’ll put your cock where it belongs, back where you first slipped out of your mother.)

 

e I asked him if he would ever bang my sister, with out hesitation he said "Yes". So I thought it would be fun for the both of us to write stories about each others sisters and what we would do to them. His sister at the time was a sophomore in high school, and my sister had already graduated from college so there was a little bit of an age difference.

In my stories it included how I would fuck my sister and his, and that really got him going. He never really fantasized much about his sister since she wasn’t as hot as my sister. My sister is about 5 foot 9in. in height and has at least 34DD tits, with a tight ass and she's in great shape.

One day my friend came over when no one was home to do a project for school and we began to watch porn in my living room. Doing are usual masturbation in the living room was not a big deal to us and we knew that no one would be home so it would be ok. All of a sudden through the living room front door came in my sister home early from work.  Her being 24 years old and me 20 at the time we knew that each other were having sex, and that it was not really a big deal,  but to be caught masturbating was a different story.

She didn't think too much of it and said that she would just go to her boyfriends house and that we could have the house to our self. Later that night she returned home drunk, Joe spent the night so that we could masturbate later and watch a new movie I was downloading. I felt that I should be completely honest with her and I told her about the stories we wrote.

She told us that, it was kind of weird of us to look at her like that but that it turned her on a way like her boyfriend didn't. Joe suggested that we try something "special", being drunk she agreed.

 

I started to tell her about how I would look at her in the shower through the vent and that I would masturbate thinking about her. She looked kind of shocked but she wanted to hear more about how I was turned on by her.

 

We ended up making an agreement that we would have a mutual masturbation session in the living room since our parents were asleep. My sister lifted off her shirt and two of the biggest tits I’ve ever seen in my life plopped out! She had a pink thong on underneath her short, shorts that gave me a hard on like you wouldn’t believe. Joe decided to take matters in his own hands and pull out his cock and start masturbating. For me I wanted to take the moment in, and look at my friend masturbate to my hot sister. She began by rubbing her wet clit and making moaning sounds that would make me want to fuck her as hard as possible.

 

I then decided that I couldn’t wait any longer and that I had to start. I pull out my rock hard cock, not saying I have a huge cock but it’s pretty good in size. For the next 20 minutes or so we all watched the porn that I downloaded and masturbated. I felt my load coming up and I knew that I had to do something quick with it.

 

With out any hesitation I went over to my sister and shot it right on her twin cities. My friend Joe noticed that my sister didn’t mind me doing this so he took the liberty of doing it himself.

 

My sister seemed really pleased with what we accomplished in that short amount of time, and she said we were “Cumming closer as a family”… but after that I heard a gasp in the background, almost a whimper… it was my mom who was watching the whole time… (Part 2 on its way)

 

Please let me know how my story was at Bassvol34@yahoo.com (I am also interested in people who like to talk about incest.)

 

I can honestly say that maybe it's one time that the truth really did get me in trouble. That is if you consider what I'm about to tell you to be trouble. You'll just have to decide for yourself on that one. Before I go much further, I better take just a moment and tell you who I am. My name is Lisa and I'm 39. Mark's father and I divorced a little over ten years ago. I remarried two years after that but as fate would have it, my second husband, Bill, was killed in a traffic accident a year after we married. At least he left me a comfortable house and a nice nest egg. I'm not rich mind you, but I don't hurt for money either. I do my best to stay in shape and, well I look pretty good for my age even if I have to say so myself. I don't have a steady boyfriend and haven't for a while, but that's by choice. After Bill died I just kind of decided I didn't need any more heartache in my life, at least not right away. Now let me tell you about Mark. He turned eighteen a couple of months before this all happened and had just graduated from high school. He's a good kid, has always stayed out of trouble, helps me out around the house, and for the most part has always gotten good grades. He's a very good-looking young man, rugged yet not sloppy. Played high school football so he's in great shape. Was quite good actually but didn't get a scholarship, blew out his knee in the next to last game of his senior season. I've always been quite proud of him and always will be. Ok, now back to my tale. Where was I? Oh yes, we had that conversation about drugs, and for any of you in my age bracket I think you'll understand. I was quite relieved to find out he smokes some weed but doesn't do anything else. For those of you not from my era, let me just explain that smoking weed was pretty much always considered to be about the same as drinking, only nicer in my book. I was very relieved to know he wasn't doing crack, coke, meth, or any of the other various hard drugs he could have been doing. He actually seemed very surprised to find out that both his father and I used to smoke. I guess any kid his age would be. They picture us all as prudish and inexperienced. If they only really knew the truth almost all of our kids would be shocked I suppose. I didn't even bother explaining to him that his very existence probably began because of smoking weed with his father at a drive in movie theatre. Even when you're being honest and open, some things are better left unsaid. Mark then hit me with a question that probably should have shocked me, but instead peaked my interest. "I was going to go pick up a bag in a little while mom, think you'd be interesting in trying some?" he asked. When I look back, I probably should have said no, but it'd been so long since I smoked or even drank for that matter that I couldn't help but think it'd be fun to get stoned and just let my hair down for a change. "I don't know mark" I said, "maybe, well I probably shouldn't." "Oh what the hell, sure, in fact I'll tell you what." I continued, "While you are out getting that, I'll go and get us a pizza and pick up a couple of DVD's." We then agreed to meet back at the house in a couple of hours and get the evening started. I went to the video store and picked out a couple of movies. Then I went back home and ordered the pizza. While I was waiting for it, I remembered that my first husband had left some boxes at the house that I've never gotten rid of and I wondered. Maybe, just maybe it's in one of the boxes so I went up to the attic to look. It didn't take to awful long to find it. There it was at the bottom of the second box I looked in. Our old bong. Thought I might as well just go ahead and give it to Mark now anyhow, so I took it downstairs with me and got it cleaned up and ready. Mark got back about a half an hour later and his timing was perfect, the pizza had only been there for about 3 or 4 minutes and was still hot. He took one look at the bong sitting on the coffee table and just had to know where the hell it had come from. I explained about the boxes in the attic and that as far as I was concerned it was now his. He seemed pretty tickled by it. So know we had food, movies, and pot. The party was about to begin. As I served up pizza he went ahead and cleaned the weed and packed the bong. By the time we were done eating the moment of truth had arrived. Mark lifted the bong to his mouth and fired it up. That old familiar smell filled the room as he passed it to me and for the first time in 18 years I took a hit and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Mark definitely smoked a lot more of it than I did. I was wasted after just a few hits. After he had finished off the bowl, he set the bong down and got up and popped a movie into the player. As he settled back down onto the couch he looked at me and we both just busted out loud laughing. We were both wasted and we knew it. He was the first to say anything. "Jesus Mom! You looked completely fried!" and that got us to giggling like school kids. We laughed about nothing for quite awhile. I'm not really even sure how long. Time is a non-entity when you're stoned. After that, we just both kicked back and were pretty quiet for a while. Mark finally broke the silence and said that we needed to smoke some more. I was hesitant but he was insistent. Next thing I knew he was sitting beside me firing up the bong again. By the time we finished off that bowl, I was messed up. This shit they smoke today is so much more potent than the stuff I remember. After he put the bong down Mark laid back on the couch. He didn't even scoot over; he just flopped down. I just leaned back against the arm of the sofa. I looked at him and realized I was starring right up his shorts. I really couldn't see anything, but the point is I was starring. I forgot how pot always seems to just make your mind focus on sex, no matter what. I really felt guilty about starring but I have to admit I was really hoping that somehow he would move just right and I'd get a peak. I'm not sure how long it was, but after what seemed like a very long time I knew I needed to hit the sack. I was just too wasted to function, and to be honest, I was dying to play with my pussy; I'd really gotten horny and could just hear my vibrator calling my name. I told Mark I was going to bed and he protested a little, but I think he knew I was too stoned to do much else. I made it to bed and stripped out of my clothes. I got my vibrator out of my dresser and turned off the lights. I lay down and began to touch myself. Damn it felt good! Pot always makes sexual feelings so much more intense if you ask me. I turned on my vibe and began to insert it. I was in absolute heaven. I was feeling so good. I lost myself in the pleasure. Now I never asked him but either I was making too much noise and he got curious, or he was being just downright naughty but I suddenly realized that my bedroom door wasn't shut completely any more. There was just enough light to see that it was open just a little. I was about to stop and get up and shut it when I happened to look into the mirror on my dresser and I could see Mark standing there watching me. If I hadn't been stoned I honestly can't say if I would have done anything different but I just went with the flow. I kept right on masturbating. It really gave it something extra to know he was watching. I wasn't positive but I was pretty sure he was naked and stroking. I couldn't believe myself but I was wishing I could see. I had an earth shattering orgasm, my entire body convulsed. I came so hard and so loud that if Mark weren't standing there watching me he still would have known that his mother had just climaxed. I was like an animal. Again I can't be absolutely certain but I think he came too. The next morning I got up late and took a good long shower. When I got dressed and went down stairs Mark was waiting for me in the living room. "Come on and sit down Mom, I have a cup of coffee here for you and the bong is packed and ready." "Oh come on Mark," I said. "Last night was fun but I'm not so sure I want to get wasted first thing in the morning." He told me to suit myself and fired up the bong. I sat there sipping my coffee as he took a couple of hits and then offered it to me. I thought to myself "Oh what the hell" and took a hit. After that I was right there with him toke for toke. We didn't stop till bowl was cooked. We both then just leaned back against opposite arms of the couch. We lay there talking and I realized I wasn't looking anywhere but straight at his crotch. He was sitting with his legs king of spread and I had I nice view of it. He didn't say anything about noticing but he let one of his hands slide down over his crotch, kind of inch by inch, until he was fondling himself. An absolute silence enveloped us and I just lay there watching him become bolder and bolder with his touches. Soon he was rubbing himself blatantly. I was mesmerized. "Want to see it Mom?" the words shocked me into reality. "Want me to take it out and show it to you?" "Your eyes have been glued to it for a long time now." "Really, I like being watched, I'll take it out if you want me to." I couldn't believe what I was hearing him say but then the words just came right out of my mouth, or should I say word. "Yes!" Mark didn't hesitate, he pushed his ass up far enough so that he could get his shorts off and in no time at all he was naked from the waist down. He then took off his tee shirt saying, "I might as well get completely comfortable." His hard dick swayed in the air with every movement he made and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Every time I get high I get so horny." Said Mark. "I just got to stroke it. You want me to stroke it don't you Mom?" "I know you were watching me watching you last night." "I bet you wanted to see my cock as bad as I wanted a better view of your pussy." "Mark" I said, "I can't believe how bad you are being" "What's gotten into you?" "I can't help it mom, when I heard you playing with yourself last night I realized you were just as horny as I was. I couldn't help but try and see, you are so sexy and I just knew you'd put on a hell of a show." I didn't say a word, at least not for a while. I just sat there and watch him playing with his cock. It is long and thick and it was as hard as a rock. As I watched him stroke it I my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I couldn't remember a time in my life when I was even close to being as horny as I was right then. "You have a beautiful cock Mark, it's much bigger than your dad's" I said. Then I asked, "Would you like me to get naked too honey? Do you want to get a good look at my pussy?" He smiled and told me, "Yeah Mom, you know I want to see your pussy, your tits too. Come on! Get those freaking clothes off. You know you want to." His boldness just served to egg me on, and I started to strip. I did it slowly. I wanted to savor the moment. He might have seen me last but there was much light. Now he was going to get a good look and I wanted both of us to enjoy it. I stood up and slowly took off my tee shirt. When it was off I spun around once or twice, just for effect. Then I ever so slowly peeled off my shorts. That left me in bra and panties and I was so excited that I felt like I'd come immediately if I touched myself. I spun around once again and asked him if he liked what he saw so far. "Not bad for an old broad don't you think?" "You look pretty damned good to me Mom. I can't wait to see that bra and those panties come off." Mark said. I turned my back to him and backed up to him. "Why don't you undo my bra for me honey" I said. He didn't need to be asked twice. He reached up and quickly unhooked it for me and I let it fall from my shoulders. He then let his hands drift down my back and before he settled back down into the couch he felt up my panty-clad ass. I then spun around and let him get a nice look at my boobies. I cupped them and pinched my nipples. Then I kind of laughingly shook them at him. The way he looked at them drove me absolutely wild with lust. He looked hungry and I wanted to feed him. I stood before him in just my panties and I nice dirty thought crossed my mind. "Why don't you help me with the panties now Mark. Pull them off for me honey." "Would you like to help Mommy?" He grinned from ear to ear and reached up and put a hand on either side of my hips. He then started to slowly pull them down. I was tingling all over. He got them all the way off and I stepped out of them and then laid down on the couch. I spread my legs wide and gave him a good long look. I asked him straight out, "Do you like my pussy Mark? Does it look yummy?" I really didn't think for a second that he didn't like it. I just wanted to hear him say he did. From the way he was looking at it and stroking his cock I already knew the answer. "Mom it looks delicious" he said and then added, "I'm going to erupt if I keep looking at it." Then he said something that really blew my mind, either I'm naïve or for what ever reason I just never noticed but he said, "I've been trying to see you naked for so long. I can't tell you how bad I've wanted to. You are just so hot Mom." So now there we were. Me watching him stroke his hard rock dick. Him watching me finger my pussy. This was this had to be one of the most, if not the most erotic moments of my life. The fact that I was stoned just served to make it all feel just so much better. Something then happened that just served to prove to me just how kinky I really can be. The telephone rang and for a second we both just froze. Mark went ahead and answered it and it turned out to be his father. It seems he had scored some good tickets to a ball game and wanted to know if Mark wanted to go with him. While they were talking Mark was making gestures like a person does when they don't want to be rude but they want the other person on the phone to hurry up and say what they have to say. I felt neglected at that point and decided to tease Mark some. I got down on my knees beside the couch and crawled over between his legs. As he continued to talk with his dad I started to rub my hands up and down his thighs. He gave me a look of panic and I took that as a signal to go a little further. I took a hold of his cock and started to stroke it. It felt so good in my hands and quickly was as hard as a rock again. At that point I couldn't resist and I licked the length of the shaft. It tasted too good to pass up and as my tongue reached the head I opened my mouth and let it slide on in. So there we were, Mark talking to his dad on the phone while I sucked his cock. I can tell you this much, he had one hell of a time keeping his composure. I have to give him credit though; he did it. I really don't know how he did it because I was sucking his cock for all I was worth. Just as he finished his call I got up off my knees and straddled him. I kissed him right on the lips as I guided his big cock into my pussy. My pussy was soaked with juices so it slide right in. I gasped as it filled me and I started riding him like a bucking bronco. "Fuck me! Fuck me Mark!" I screamed, and he did. His cock felt like it was filling me up completely. I ground my cunt into him as hard and as fast as I could. "Oh God! You're going to make me cum you mother fucker!" I yelled and erupted into a mind shattering orgasm. Mark was right behind me. As my climax started to subside he said he was about to shoot his load. I quickly dismounted him and engulfed his rod. I wanted his hot load in my mouth. I wanted to taste it, to savor it, yes, to devour it and he was about to oblige me. "Holy shit Mom here it comes!" he said and I could feel his shaft swell in my mouth and he exploded giving me a mouthful of his tasty man cream. I tried my best to swallow every last drop some did drip out the sides of my mouth. That liked up until he was clean. We then lay down in each other's arms for a while and then I heard him say some magic words. "Hey Mom, how about I pack us another bowl."