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Working with Mom

by Ahabscribe 08/12/11

Idle thoughts that Mom was fucking a surrogate of her son washed over me and I tried to dismiss it, but I kept hearing those words -- "Momma wants to suck that big cock!" and "Bet you can't wait for Momma's lips to be wrapped around that big thing!" Then as the logical and proper part of me tried to say it meant nothing, Mom let the guy slip from between her luscious lips and moaned, "Mommy needs a good fucking right now, son!"

No sooner did the words slip from between Mom's lips than she fell back onto her back, her short, curvy legs spreading wide and even at an angle, allowing me to see for a brief but heavenly moment, her bald and wetly pink pussy. I got a glimpse of thick, short lips and glistening flesh between them before her guy moved to block my view, Mom moaning over and over, "Momma needs her baby's cock!"

Sweat poured off my forehead and I flicked my free hand to keep it out of my eyes, even as I grew dizzy and slowly sank to my knees, trying not to make noise as my right hand continued to stroke my shaft. From my angle, I could see Mom's eyes grow wide as the guy settled atop her, his hips rising to let his cock angle down -- the head pressing between those thick lips and then thrust forward, Mom crying out with carnal pleasure as he buried his erection in her wet and steamy cunt!

Mom's legs came up and being unable to wrap around his back, she drove her heels into his hips, flinging herself up at him, taking him completely by her third or fourth upward thrust. Mom's fingernails clawed at his back as she moaned and sobbed as he fucked her.

Memories of many teenaged masturbation sessions while listening to Mom moan in her bedroom above me came flooding back and while back then I could never quite get a complete picture of Mom and one of her lovers fucking. Now I was seeing it all and I wanted to weep with joy.

As with everything else she did in life, Mom threw herself into this fuck completely, writhing like a woman possessed as he buried his cock in her again and again. Then they were rolling and Mom was on top, bringing her short legs up to squat on his long body, her hips jiggling slightly as she bounced on his cock, her meaty breasts bouncing wildly as she rode his cock. As tremors of pleasure swamped her, Mom let her head roll freely, occasionally giving me a glimpse of the expression of slack jawed pleasure graven on her face.

Between incoherent moans of ecstasy, Mom let slip cries of "Yes, Fuck Momma, fuck Momma real good with your cock." Mom's hands slipped up to cup her breasts, squeezing titflesh between her fingers and toying with -- pinching her nipples and then she moaned, "Oh yes, John -- fuck Mommy -- fuck me hard and deep, baby!"

A tremendous shiver tore through me and I could feel my orgasm racing up my cock as I heard the guy say in a gasping, lust ridden voice, "My name is Brian -- not John!"

Mom laughed, letting her tits fall and bounce as she leaned forward, raking her fingernails down his chest. "Just shut up and enjoy Momma's pussy. Tonight, right now, with that fine cock inside me, your name is John." Mom did something then, flexing her hips just slightly and making him almost howl with pleasure. In a lower voice that quickly increased in volume and in passion, Mom said, "Fuck your mother, John. Give Mommy that big, sweet dick. Fuck Momma and make her cum." Mom's voice tightened and in tone that was part desperation and part lust, she said, "Momma wants John's hot spunk filling up her nasty pussy!"

That was it for me and I began to cum, barely managing to cup my free hand over the head of my cock before I was shooting scalding jets of semen, cumming so hard it actually hurt. The pleasure was so intense, it had me nearly doubled over on my knees and I bit down on my lower lip, trying not to cry out with pleasure -- fearing that they would hear my fierce, ragged breathing.

Then as I knelt there, trembling with desire and confusion, semen oozing between my fingers, Mom and her lover rolled back over and he began slamming his cock into my mother's pussy with a vengeance. Mom's face twisted with pleasure as she mewled, "Yesssss! That's what Momma wants, sweet baby John! Fuck Momma hard with that big, bad cock!"

As the guy did so, I tried not to moan in jealousy and delight as I stroked the last few drops of sperm from my still nearly erect penis while witnessing my mother quickly build up and explode in orgasm. A shrill, wordless cry escaped her lips as she began to cum -- her short legs stiffening out into an erotic 'V' while her fellow hammered his cock into her again and again until with a groan of his own, he sank into her to the hilt and his balls jumped wildly as he pumped hot semen into my mother's cunt. Never in all my days have I felt such passionate hate and envy at the same time!

Moments passed as he settled atop my mother and then with her feeble urgings, rolled them over so that she was on top. Mom's legs were spread wide and I could see her hips quivering above her engorged cunt from the aftermath of a wonderful orgasm. More minutes passed, only the sound of gasping breaths being heard. Hidden in the dark shadows of my room, I knew I should move, but I was caught -- held fast in a web of perverted desire.

Finally I heard Brian say in a voice full of awe, "Motherfuck -- Celeste, you are one perverted lady."

Mom giggled and replied, "Well, technically, you were the motherfucker in this bed." Mom wriggled atop him, her plump labia seeming to squirm slightly on their own, making him moan as she added, "You mean to tell me you never fantasized about fucking your mother?"

There was a long pause before he said, "Well...not exactly, though I might have if she was as sexy as you." His hands came around to cup Mom's plump and firm asscheeks. "Do you really want to fuck your son?"

Mom sighed and replied, "Mmmmm. I like thinking about it. I've fantasized about it for years. He's grown up to be a real good looking man." Mom hesitated and then continued with, "But, that sort of thing just doesn't happen, now does it?"

Brian shrugged and kissed Mom's shoulder making her sigh and wriggle about some more. "I don't know -- he might go for it. My mom ain't near as hot as you, but if she came on to me, talking all nasty like you, I might do it!"

A shiver went through Mom's body as she moaned and said, "I wish it were that easy. I've dreamed about John's cock since he was a teenager. I caught him jerking off to some cheerleader computer porn and oh my god, what a big cock!"

"You should do it, Celeste!" her lover said, slowly flexing his pelvis to work his still buried cock inside Mom's pussy."

"I don't know," Mom moaned. "I know he thinks I'm good looking -- I'll catch him eyeballing me once in a while, but..." Mom paused and then let out a weary sigh. "He likes women his own age with their tight pussies!"

Her guy snorted and said, "Your pussy is tight and you got a rocking body, Celeste. I bet if you offered yourself up, your son's dick would be buried in you before you could blink." He gave a thrust up into Mom's pussy for emphasis, making her groan with pleasure.

Mom worked her hips up and down a couple of times before saying. "Well, baby, Momma wants some more of this hard dick, but first I gotta pee or I'm gonna explode!" Moaning, Mom lifted herself off his cock -- releasing a short flood of semen that splattered against his thigh. Mom smiled down at him as she walked on her knees to the edge of the bed, saying, "Now, don't clean that up -- Mommy will take of that as soon as she gets back!"

Mom climbed off the bed and I suddenly realized she would pass close to the ajar door on her way to the bathroom and I leaned back and began to scuttle backwards like a crab, using my legs and arms, smearing the handful of my own semen across the carpet.

I heard Mom peeing and then a flush and the tap at the sink running. A moment later, I heard Mom say, "Shit! Has that door been open this entire time?" I continued to scuttle back and past a faux mahogany workdesk. I ducked into the little recess that it offered, hugging my knees to my chest to take up a smaller space.

The light from the door grew brighter and I could see Mom's head in shadow on the opposite wall. She turned and looked both ways and let out a relieved sigh, I suppose was due to seeing my bed still made up and untouched. "Whew -- my son's still out chasing pussy!" The door closed, leaving me in complete darkness, the noise of Mom throwing her deadbolt into place sounding like a rifle shot.

I'm not sure how long I sat there beside the desk, my cock still throbbing as I kept replaying the last half hour or so in my head. My mother...my lovely, sexy mother fantasized about me. She fucked other guys pretending it was me! I tried to make sense of it, but all I could do was wish I had the courage to go pound on Mom's door, throw Brian out of her bed and make her fantasies come true.

Finally, I staggered to my feet. After turning on the lights, I retrieved a towel from my bathroom and tried to clean up the puddle of jism I'd smeared over the dark carpet. It left a darker stain and I wondered what the maid would make of it in the morning. I undressed and crawled into bed and again in darkness, tried to make sense of what happened. I couldn't do it. All I could do was wonder what my mother was doing in the next room, not fifteen feet away from me.

My eyes kept going to the now closed and locked door until I realized there was a pinprick of light. I puzzled over it for a moment until I realized that the door was an antique with an actual old-fashioned key hole just below the doorknob! I was like a man under a spell, as I slipped out of bed and padded naked across the room to kneel in front of the door, my cock hardening as I moved -- hoping and praying.

Kneeling, I leaned forward and put one eye to the door. After a moment to adjust my line of sight, my prayers were answered! My view was limited, but my God, what a view it was! Brian and Mom were fucking doggy style, but I was restricted to a vision of Mom's face and tits and once in a while, Brian's arm and hand as he caressed Mom.

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