Mom Gets Angry With Grown Up Pussy Loving Son
The author wishes it to be known he does not condone incestuous relationships in real life, but recognises it is a common fantasy and one shared by many.
I'm Alex, 31 and a sales job that usually takes me places. Normally, I'd be out on the road, but promotion meant I was mostly office bound now. What's more, I was recently divorced, my ex kicked me out and I had to go down on bended knees to my mom for a roof over my head.
It was with mixed feeling that I went back through the front door of my old home and my mom. She 61 looks it and God knows she turns me on. OK, her tummy isn't taught any more, her breasts may sag, but they are still creamy white and silky smooth, and she has lovely, slender legs.
No pants/trousers for her though, always a skirt and blouse or a dress (with hems that never really conceal her stocking tops) and high heels. However, if you saw her shopping for groceries, you'd think her pussy was dry and butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.
How wrong could you be?
I never knew my dad, he'd left my mom before I was born. It had been just the two of us when I was growing up.
So why did I have some trepidation about going back home to live with her? Mom has always had a nasty side to her. She doesn't suffer fools gladly - me included - and has a very sharp tongue. If I said something she considered disrespectful, she'd slap my face and when I was small I remember her pulling down my pants and giving me a good spanking.
And she has always been indiscreet when it came to her body. When I was a kid she never stopped me from coming in or out of her bedroom when she was dressing or undressing. Nor did she shut the toilet door when she needed to urinate.
Boys being boys I guess, this all had a profound effect on me. I often fantasized at night in bed about her pussy and tits, wanking myself to sleep. I'd stay awake, waiting for her to take a leak and the sound of her pissing in the toilet would bring me to an instant orgasm as I visualised her hot pee streaming from her pussy. I'd get oh so hard.
And then I graduated to wanking while sniffing her panties. I knew my desires were wrong and that I would never be able to bury my face into my mother's own pussy, so I opted for the next best thing, inhaling the aroma of her soiled knickers.
I'd go through her dirty laundry and find them, usually she wore lacy nylon panties. There I would be on my knees in her bedroom playing with my erection and a pair of her soiled panties at my nose inhaling the unique and very special scent of her pussy.
They were my own mother's underwear and they smelt of her sex,the most in timate part of her body. Very simply, I'd bring them close to my nose and inhale the smell of my mothers cunt. Is this what it would smell like if I were to put my nose between her legs?
At first the rancid smell of stale pussy had put me off, but it still excited me, and I was drawn back again and again to the laundry basket to feed my perverted desires. I just loved to smell her panties and the stains I saw on the gusset excited me beyond belief as did finding odd bits of her pubic hair there too.
As I wanked my self silly, sometimes 2 or 3 times a day, I would imagine her telling me to lick her pussy clean until hot white cum spurted from my cock.
Sometimes, I'd sneak a pair of her panties into my room at night, put them on and lay in bed wanking into them and then in the morning put them back into the laundry basket assuming she would never notice my cum on the gusset
This was because she maintained an active sexual life with a guy I called Uncle Dan. He wasn't my uncle and I wasn't supposed to know that he fucked my mom every now and again; after all he was supposed to be a respectable married man. But I once came home early from school and heard them fucking like rabbits upstairs in mom's room.
It was then I realised what some of the stains on her panties were - Uncle Dan's spunk. At first I'd been deeply jealous that another man fucked her, but then in my deepest and darkest fantasies, I got turned on by the idea and got aroused when I'd see his cum on her panties when I rummaged through the laundry basket the day after her lovemaking. I'd imagine his creamy sperm running out of my mom's beautiful pussy into the gusset of her panties and that thought would mean more jerking of my cock.
When I got into my teens, she still came into the bathroom without knocking. When I was 18 years old, she breezed when I was naked and as I tried to cover myself up, she'd pushed aside my towel and, tweaking the end of my cock, make disparaging remarks about its size.
'You can tell you're father's boy, he had a girlie sized dick too! I don't know how you're going to satisfy a girl with that pathetic little thing. Your father could never satisfy me!'
I ached in shame. I was very conscious how small my prick was in comparison to the boys at school, all of who sported cocks far bigger than mine.
But it couldn't have escaped her notice that as she said these dreadful things to me, my pathetic little penis started to become hard. At that point she stopped, laughed, and gave my baby erection a hard slap and walk out.
But although it was extremely humiliating for me, it didn't stop me from wanking straight away. I actually enjoyed her humiliating me that way or at least it aroused me in a way I couldn't hope to explain. I loved mom and I loved the way she treated me badly sometimes because this kind of incident continued from thereafter.
And so life continued until one day she caught me wanking with a pair of her panties. I'd hadn't heard her return home or come up the stairs. Pants around my ankles, I was caught in the act and had no place to hide.
'Alan! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!' she screamed at me.
I spluttered some incoherent reply, stuffing the offending panties back in the washing basket while trying to hide my very erect dick.
'So, my little pervert of a son likes his mom's soiled panties does he?'
'Y...yes,' I stammered. No point in denying the obvious. Red in the face, I began to sob uncontrollably. 'I'm sorry mom, I'm really sorry.'
'You're a pathetic little sissyboy. What are you?'
'A s...s...sissyboy mom,' I stammered through my uncontrollable tears.
She slapped my face. 'Not a sissyboy, you little bastard. A PATHETIC LITTLE SISSYBOY!
Still on my knees, I looked up at her towering over me with her hands on her hips and said, 'A pathetic little sissyboy mom.'
'A pathetic little sissyboy who likes to smell his mommy's panties. Well you're going to have to be punished.'
'Please mom...no,' I sobbed.
She hitched up her skirt to reveal her stocking tops, suspenders and black lacy panties.
Is that what you want to see? Mommy's pussy?'
'Yes mom,' I sobbed.
'PERVERT!' She slapped my face again and then lowered her panties to the level of her stocking tops. I was crying uncontrollably, but through my tears for the first time I could see her pussy in close up and I was mesmerised, I'd never been this close to a woman's pussy before and it was beautiful.
'That's what a real woman's pussy looks like,' she said with a sneer. I could see little globules of wet on her pussy lips. I could smell her too. A very different smell from the dried stains of her panties that I had become used to in my wanking sessions.
'If you like the smell of mommy's panties so much, stick your nose there in my panties while they are still around my legs!' she said, grabbing my hair and forcing my face and nose into their crotch. I had already seen they were dripping with her juices. Now my face was buried deep in the goo that smeared the gusset of her panties. I didn't just sniff the wonderful aroma, but licked and sucked the gusset as she held my head down.
Eventually she yanked my head back up. 'Now take my panties off.'
I slowly pulled her panties down and she stepped out of them. 'Give to them to me you pathetic little panty pervert!' she said angrily.
I did as I was told. Mom thrust the panties into my face. 'Go on, have a good sniff!'
I held them to my nose and inhaled the sensual aroma of my mother's own fresh pussy juices, my cock sticking out hard as a rock as I knelt in front of her. Then she grabbed my hair again and forced my face against her pussy. I sobbed again, in happiness and humiliation as her pubic hair ground into my face, her scent, that very special smell that was unique to her filled my nostrils.
'You're a pathetic little pussy loving pervert!' she screamed at me, grinding her moist cunt hard into my face. What are you?'
I mumbled a reply from her goin. 'A PATHETIC LITTLE PUSSY LOVING PERVERT!' she yelled, pushing my face harder to the point I couldn't breath.
Eventually her grip loosened and she went and sat on the bed, her skirt still hitched up to reveal her stockings, suspenders and oh so beautiful pussy.
'Stand up and come here!' she ordered. 'And put those panties to your nose.'
I came towards her. As I did so, she grabbed my erection and pushed me so I was sideways on to her.
'I'll teach you to masturbate into my knickers you little bastard,' she said. 'Don't think I don't know you wank into mommy's panties. I found a pair in your bed the other night.'
Her grip on my erection tightened and she started to roughly masturbate me with her right hand. With her left, she spanked me - and hard.
'Please mommy, no...' I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, my face in her panties. But although I felt utterly humiliated, I was very aroused too. Each slap on my ass hurt, but equally, I was very aroused by her furiously and roughly wanking me as I sniffed her panties.
It wasn't long before my cum spurted out onto her hand. I couldn't bear to look at her as she stood up and hid my face in her panties. She pulled them away and I looked down guiltily at my feet.
Slowly she raised her hand that was now covered in my spunk and forced it into my mouth and told me to lick it clean.
I sucked greedily on her wet fingers, tasting for the first time the salty and bitter taste of my own sperm. How humiliating.
'Go to your room!' she said. I slunk away, still unable to look her in the eye. I lay on my bed, crying into my pillow. But my tears stopped when I heard the sounds coming from her bedroom. My bedroom door was open and I could hear her breathing deeply, breaths that were becoming increasingly laboured.
I got off my bed and tip toed across the landing. Mom had left her door open and through the crack I could see her lying on her bed fingering herself to an orgasm. I watched in silence and felt my youthful cock become hard again. Although it was still sore from her rough handling of it when she made me cum, I played with it and spurted a second time as she moaned loudly and orgasmed herself.
Fearing she'd catch me again, I hurried quietly back to my room and fell into a deep sleep.
Nothing more was ever said about this incident, but mom was no less discrete in the way she dressed around me. If anything, she seemed to take more opportunities to flash her pussy or tits around the house.
It wasn't long after that I went to collage and began my adult life. I met a girl, got a job and got married. But even though I had a pretty young wife, the memory of my encounter with mom that day stayed fresh in my mind. I started to buy magazines with pictures of older women flashing their delicious pussies for the camera, but non-compared to the pussy of my mom and I would often secretly wank recalling that special moment when I actually had my face pressed to her cunt.
Then, my life changed. I was back home with mom and feeling very sorry for myself. My sex life with my ex had dwindled to nothing (that's because she'd taken a very macho lover). We didn't have children, so the divorce was swift and easy. Staying in my mom's house while I got myself sorted out seemed like a good idea.
Guess what? She stll let me see glimpses of her pussy and tits around the house. It wasn't long before I was visiting the laundry basket again. She may have gotten a lot older since my last rummages in there, but she still dressed smart and still wore nice lacy panties and lingerie. The dried juices on the panties still smelt good. And I wanted to have my face buried in her cunt again. This time I wanted to taste my mom's pussy for real.
So, I wrote her a letter and left it out on the kitchen table before I went to the office.
Do you remember when you caught me masturbating with your panties all those years ago? We never talked about it, but I haven't forgotten and I don't suppose you have either. Mom, it was the biggest turn on of my life.
I want to make a confession. I still very horny for your beautiful wet pussy.
Since coming back home, I've been thinking about your juicy wet pussy all the time. And I keep wanking myself silly thinking about licking you down there.
I know I'm a bad boy for thinking about mommy's pussy in the way I do. Trouble is, you are a very sexy mum and that's why I get hard thinking about you.
And although we both know its wrong, I think the idea turns you on as much as it does me.
Please let me lick your pussy mom. I beg you. I want to smell and taste my mommy's pussy and make my mommy happy. I'm sure licking your pussy will please you and make you smile.
Your perverted son."
The moment I drove off to the office I began to have second thoughts. What had I just done? Was I insane? For God's sake, a grown man asking to lick his mom's old and wrinkled pussy?
How would she react? Would she throw me out of her home? I was as nervous as a kitten, I really had no idea how she would react to such a brazen statement of intent.
Needless to say, I secretly hoped she'd be mad at me and show it.
When I got back home that night there was no sign of mom. My stomach churned anxiously. I went up to my room intending to get undressed and have a shower. As I started to undress, I noticed a pair of mom's panties on my bed. I went and picked them up. They were black lace and heavily soiled with her juices...freshly soiled.
I couldn't believe it and held them to my nose before starting to lick and suck the wetness from the gusset. If I wanted an answer to my silly letter I had one. Then I sensed I wasn't alone. I turned and mom was standing at the door of my room. She was wearing a short brown dress with black stockings and heels. In her hands were a small cat-o-nine tails and a wooden ruler.
'I always knew you were a sissyboy pussy loving pervert,' she said with a sneer. 'Down on your knees boy.'
Willingly, I sunk to my knees and she walked slowly towards me.
She stopped and slowly began to raise her skirt, higher and higher and I got to see her stocking tops properly, stretched taught across her shapely thighs. Then her panties came into full view, little black ones with a white gusset. Sticking her thumbs in at their sides, she slowly lowered them to the mid point of her thighs so revealing her now more sparse and greying pubic hair.
'Is this what my little pervert of a son wanted to see?'
'Yes mom,' I said shamefully.
'Does my sisyboy son still love his mommy's pussy?'
'Yes mommy, I can't stop thinking about it. I've never stopped thinking about your pussy since...' My voice trailed off. Although I was a grown man, suddenly I felt like I was ten years old again.
'Then put your pathetic face into the crotch of mommy's panties while they are still around her legs.'
'Yes now you stupid little bastard! Put your nose right into the crotch son.'
I shuffled across the floor on my knees until I was kneeling before her. I looked up and she looked down at me.
Like she did all those years ago, she pushed my face between her legs and forced my face into the heavily soiled crotch of her damp panties. My cock was hard in a second and without further encouragement, I buried my nose in the material and unashamedly savoured my mom's most intimate bodily scents.
After what seemed like an eternity in heaven, Mom roughly pulled me away and, without removing her stilettos, stepped out of her panties, then clasped my face pushing it onto her pussy. Only then did I realise how excited she was by what had happened. I could see her pussy was soaking wet.
Instinctively I wanted to bury my tongue burrowed between the lips of her pussy and went to do so.
'Not yet 'You pathetic little pervert!' my mother screamed at me. She brought the little whip down hard on my naked back. 'You're going to have to earn the right to kiss mommy's pussy.'
She turned towards me. I looked longingly at her pussy. 'My boy, the mommy loving pervert. So you silly little bastard, you want to be mommy's pussy slave?'
'Yes mom,' I said shamefully, not daring to look in her eye. 'I do. You don't know how much I've missed your pussy mom.'
'You silly little wanker!' she purred with a wicked smile. 'You and your girlie sized cock deserved to be humiliated and punished!'
She pulled my face to her pussy and held it there.
'Remember how I used to tweak your puny little cock when you were in the shower?'
'I'm going to have to teach you there's a penalty attached to being a mommy pussy lover,' she said. 'You want mommy's pussy? Well, you are going to have to do everything and anything your mommy asks you from now on. Is that understood?'
'Yes mom,' I said from within her pubic bush.
'OK, then you may suffer at your leisure,' she said. 'Because now you have agreed, there will be no turning back. You will be my pussy slave.'
She turned around and leaning with her hands against the chest of drawers, presented her backside.
'Let's see what you're really made of; I want you to lick my asshole!'
I'd never even contemplated licking her asshole, not even in my wildest fantasies.
Kneeling behind her I smothered the flesh of her buttocks with kisses.
'That isn't good enough!' she sneered. 'I SAID I WANT YOU TO LICK MY ASSHOLE! Get your nose between my cheeks and smell it first!'
Mom reached behind her and pulled her cheeks to fully apart expose her little brown rosette. I moved my head forward and pressed my nose against it.
'Breath deep, smell mommy's dirty little asshole.'
Then she pushed her ass into my face. 'Lick it!'
Gently I circled her asshole with my tongue. The flavour of her anus immediately exploded on my taste buds and she moaned in obvious delight.
'Now put that tongue of yours inside my asshole, you pathetic little wretch!'
Gaining confidence, my tongue probed deeper, pushing inside her gammy hole. I dug as deep as I could, licking and sucking for all I was worth. And every time I probed, so she moaned in delight and pleasure.
'You like the taste of my asshole don't you?' she asked contemptuously.
'Yes mom ,' I replied.
'How humiliating is it for you to lick your own mother's asshole?' she asked turning towards me again. 'Look me in the eyes and tell me!'
I couldn't help it, but tears welled up in my eyes. She knew what I wanted. And I wanted to be humiliated and hurt by her.
'You pathetic little pervert!' my mother screamed at me and slapped my face and then brought the whip down hard on my naked back. 'She thrust her pussy towards me. 'You may kiss me there.'
I started to smother the object of my desire with loving butterfly kisses.
Pushing me away with a little laugh, she went and sat on the bed. 'Come here,' she demanded. I stood in front of her, naked and my erection all too obvious.
Her right hand encircled and clasped my balls. Her sharp fingernails clawed my scrotum.
'Don't you dare cum until I tell you!' she sneered.
''No mommy, I...I'll try not to,' I said I wincing as she dug her talons deeper into my tender skin. 'Please mommy, you're hurting me!'
'Of course I'm hurting you! You deserve to be hurt. And now you have confessed your sins, I am going to hurt you many times Alex,' she said. 'Now and in the future I'm going to punish you because you need to be punished. You are not just a little pussy loving pervert, you are a mommy loving pussy pervert and mommy knows your pathetic cock needs to be humiliated and punished for all the times it got hard thinking of me. It's so small isn't it? No wonder your wife left you!'
Tears began to well in my eyes again, she had no idea how close to the truth she was. When Carole, my ex, had gone off with the other man, her parting remark was that he had a cock three times the size on mine which satisfied her in a way that I never could.
But then again, her pussy never excited me in the way my mom's did and now I was heading towards heaven.
'She reached for the wooded ruler. If I hadn't initially realised what it was for I did now. Still clasping my balls in an iron grip, she brought the ruler down on my erection. Again and again she hit it with the ruler. I winced and cried out. But she took no notice.
'You are a silly little bastard. You are a sissy pussy loving little slut, she shouted as she hit me. 'Well you are going to be mommy little pussy slave from now on! Mommy's silly little wanker because you're a mummy loving pervert.'
And I loved it, mom humiliating me. The blows from the ruler on my hard cock only served to excite me even further...and she knew it.
'So what do you want most son?' she asked with a superior air.
'You don't know how much I want to taste you pussy mom,' I said nervously.
'Get on your knees. You can watch mommy playing with herself. I knelt in front of her and was mesmerised by the sight of her playing with her clit and sticking her fingers inside her pussy.
Then she stopped, making me lick her fingers. 'Is that what my little pussy loving son wants? To taste his mommy's pussy?'
'Yes, mommy, please mommy.'
'Then you can make mommy happy and lick her pussy clean,' she said, pushing my head down towards her cunt. 'At long last my sissy boy son has his wish granted.'
I didn't wait to be told a second time. I buried my face into her pussy, licking her clit and deep inside of her, tasting my mom, smelling her and savouring her sex.
She moaned appreciatively and laid back on the bed as I unashamedly adored and worshipped her powerful and by now, very wet pussy. She grabbed my hair, directing me and pulling my face this way and that into her moistness as she writhed with pleasure.
I knew that my pleasure from now on would be giving her pleasure and knowing I'd be punished if I didn't get it right. Indeed, once or twice she sat up and lashed my back with the whip 'Do it right you pathetic little bastard!' she screamed.
Suddenly her breathing became quicker and I felt her shudder. She yelled out as she orgasmed in my face. I didn't lick her any more, but stayed gazing at her pussy, her wonderful old pussy, the sight of which gave me so much pleasure.
'On the floor!' she ordered.
As she rolled off the bed and got up, I went to lay face up on the floor. Hands on hips, she towered over me, directly above my face, her dress hitch slightly. I looked up at her exposed pussy under her dress.
'This is a special test son,' she said quietly. 'Fail this and you will never ever lick my pussy again. Understood?'
I nodded as she gradually began to lower herself to a crouch and then went onto her knees. I couldn't believe it; she was going to sit on my face.
In a moment I was being smothered by mom's beautiful pussy. She pushed down hard on my face, almost preventing me from breathing. It seemed to amuse her to feel me struggling for breath under her. She rode my face, oblivious to me, using my nose and mouth as a human machine to satisfy her. Then I felt something inside her contract. I didn't realise what was happening for a moment. Then I tasted the first few salty drops.
'Drink my piss . Drink every last drop my son or else!' she commanded.
A trickle became a stream and my mouth was flooded with her urine. I gulped it down as fast as I could, but it kept on coming, I drank as much as I could but some of it spilled over my face and onto the floor. After what seemed an eternity the flow of piss ceased and I spluttered and coughed as she climbed off of my face.
'There, did you like your old mom's piss?' she asked.
''Yes mom, yes...' I sobbed, quite overcome with emotion. To be my mom's human toilet was as pleasurable for me as it was humiliating.
'Then you will be my daily toilet slave from now on. Every time I want to take a leak, you will open your mouth and drink it.'
'Y...y...yes mom I stammered.
'You didn't do a very good job did you?' she said. 'I'm going to have to punish you in a very special way for letting my pee spill on the floor.'
She turned around and lowered herself onto my face again. 'Lick my asshole!' she commanded.
'I readily began to lick and did deep into her anus with my tongue. Then I winced, my yelp was because of the stinging pain in my genitalia, but my cry was effectively stifled by her ass. Mom had brought the small whip down hard onto my cock and balls. Again and again she lashed out with the whip. The sensation was out of this world. I didn't know until then the pleasure that can come from the pain and humiliation of a cock.
'Your cock is PATHETIC!' she screamed as the blows landed one after the other. 'A pathetic girlie sized cock that could never ever satisfy a real woman. Only a MOTHER could love it!'
Had she kept up the blows and verbal abuse I think I would have cum, but eventually she stood up. And then turning towards me again said, 'My poor little Alex. Now you mommy is going to fuck you.'
She lowered herself down and onto my rock hard cock. She took it and slipped into her pussy. My cock by now was oh so sore, but as I slid into her, the wetness of mom's pussy was like a soothing balm.
She rode me, rocking back and forth and as she did so, tweaked my nipples hard. I couldn't hold back for long. I was in heaven, my mom was fucking me, and I squirted my sperm deep into her loving pussy.
Afterwards she hugged me and gave me a little kiss on my lips. The kiss became a long and passionate one.
'I love you mom,' I said.
'And I love my pussy loving pervert,' she said with a thin smile. 'And over time, you will show me just how much you love your mom and my pussy.'
From that day on, mom and I have had many adventures. Perhaps you'd like me to tell you more about them.
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MY ANGRY MOM, PART TWO
The story of my angry mom, my uncle and me.
My adventures with my mom begun because I had been caught sniffing her panties. The rancid smell of stale pussy and the stains I saw on the gusset excited me so much I’d wank my self silly, imagining her telling me to lick her dirty old pussy clean.
Even as a pubescent teen, the aroma of my own mother’s knickers and the smell of her sex made me crave the real thing. But my perverted desires were not to come to fruition until many years later when I returned home to live with mom after my divorce.
I confessed my desires and she let me lick her pussy…but on her terms that included my abject humiliation and punishment – and I loved it because of my strict up bringing by her, being hurt and humiliated by a woman had long been a part of my sexual fantasies. And the woman who had sowed those fantasies in my head was now making me suffer for my perverted desires.
She knew that when I’d been a teenager, sometimes I’d wear her panties in bed wanking into them and it was the memory of those moments that eventually resulted in her dressing me, her grown son, in lingerie. But on these occasions her humiliation could be quite loving too.
It was very humiliating for me, yet getting dressed in these very feminine garments never failed to arouse me. If that was what she wanted to see that day, my cue came from the lingerie laid out on the bed.
Tonight was one of those nights. Gingerly I reached for the stockings and slowly drew each up my legs would get hard. I put on the deep and lacy suspender belt, hooking it behind before attaching each of the six suspenders to the stockings. Then I stepped into the high-heeled shoes and finished the combination with a lacy slip.
I presented myself to her in her bedroom. She was sitting in front of the mirror brushing her hair. I loved the sight of her doing this and was happy to watch. The four inch spike heels arched her calves, the deep lace trim of her slinky black slip riding up over her crossed legs to reveal a hint of stocking top, her raised arms making her big sagging breasts taught against the black nylon lace.
Not a word would be exchanged between us; we both knew what was about to follow. Eventually she put the brush down, stood up and faced me. Mom gave me a long and deep kiss. She felt my cock stir, growing larger and larger as she pressed her nylon sheathed body tightly against mine, our two nylon clad bodies slipping and sliding gently against each other as we kissed with increasing passion and urgency. But equally, with my manhood pressing through the nylon against her, the symbolic of the power of my cock was emasculated and she knew it.
‘Does my sissy boy son still love his mommy’s pussy?’
‘Yes mom,’ I said shamefully.
‘Does my pathetic sissy boy like being dressed in girlie clothes?’
‘I KNOW YOU DO YOU PATHETIC LITTLE MOMMY LOVING PERVERT!’ she yelled, pushing me roughly away from her, my erection now clearly making a tent under the silky material of the lacy slip.
In the corner of her bedroom stood the full-length mirror. She dragged me by the ear so that I faced the mirror and could see for myself the feminine finery that I now stood in. Standing behind me, she pressed pressing against my buttocks. Nestling close and peering over my shoulder, her hands slid around me and, for a moment, caressed my hardness and my balls under my taught nylon panties. I closed his eyes and moaned. Then, slowly, she began to slide my pretty slip up over my thighs. Stocking tops revealed first, then white thigh before finally the organ that had so rudely protruded.
‘You silly little wanker!’ she purred with a wicked smile. ‘You and your girlie sized cock deserve to be humiliated and punished!’
‘Look how pathetic your stupid little cock is! You couldn’t hope to satisfy any decent woman with that!’
‘Only a mommy could love it. That’s right isn’t it son?’
‘And your mommy is going to make you feel better isn’t she?
‘Look at yourself in the mirro you stupid boy! Se how small and pathetic you cock is!’
Feeling her press even harder against me, I opened my eyes once more and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Mom was right, my organ was pathetic. But I loved the way she played with me; this subtle humiliation made me feel special in a way that no other woman had ever managed to do before. One hand played with my balls, the other pulled gently on my foreskin, rolling it back to reveal the moist purple head contained within.
Slowly and methodically she wanked me, my weenie erection delightfully framed by the stockings and suspenders.
The moment my breathing began to quicken she stopped playing with me. Oh no, mom wasn’t going to let me cum just yet, that would be far too easy. I would have to earn my sexual release.
She went and sat on the chair and crossed her legs with an arousing coldness in her eyes. Kneeling before her, I knew what he had to do. In turn and for several minutes I sucked, kissed and caressed one her stiletto heels. As I paid attention to the right one, so the spike of the left pressed dug into right nipple.
Slowly I placed butterfly kisses up the length of her shins and on to her knees. Then she stood up. On all fours I continued the gentle rain of kisses slowly upwards to the hem of her slip. She raised it a little to reveal her stocking tops, higher and higher, my lips never far behind.
Then I could see the object of my desire. Now I could smell her. As the aroma of her passion assailed my nostrils so it renewed my hardness below.
“You may kiss me,” was all she said.
She parted her legs a little while my tongue slowly and lightly ran the length of her wrinkled old pussy crack. I felt her shudder. Now I could actually taste as well as smell her passion. Again I ran the length of her dripping cunt, letting my tongue slide deeper into her this time. As so I continued, slowly but purposefully, anxious to show my unquestioned devotion to that very special and secret place – my mom’s pussy.
I know she was looking at us in the full length mirror. I also knew she felt powerful, in control, the boss. In this state she knew I would do anything she asked. Other 61 year old women took afternoon tea with their friends, memories of wet and very aroused pussies long since gone, but not her. She knew the power of her sex, she craved the power of her sex and would continue to exploit it with me, her devoted son.
I knew my rhythmic licking down below would make her cum and I felt her shudder and then she moaned.
‘PERVERT!’ she shouted. ‘Not just a pussy loving pervert! But a mommy’s boy too!’
She laughed and grabbing a handful of my hair she pulled me away from her pussy. Now she bent over, resting her hands on the dressing table, and presented her backside for my attention. Kneeling behind her love, I slowly raised the hem of her slip up and over her smooth and rounded buttocks. For a moment I pressed his face against her cheeks and tenderly kissed the ample mounds of flesh.
‘I don’t want you kissing my ass like that you stupid boy!’ she shouted. ‘Get your nose between my cheeks and smell my dirty shithole!’
I pressed my nose against her anus and inhaled the gammy, musky smell, then let mys tongue slide up and down the length of her crack. Parting the cheeks with my hands, I pushed closer. I’d had smelt her now, and my tongue was anxious to explore the crinkled rosette of her anus, so I would at last able to taste that most intimate part of her body. I pushed my tongue deep inside as far as it would go.
The taste, oh so special, because she never cleaned her asshole properly. The remnants of her last shit were still there, to be tasted and savoured by me. When I had first started masturbating smelling her panties in my teens, the brown stains on the gusset of her panties were always the most exciting. Now, I was able to taste the source of these dirty stains as my tongue feverishly delved deep into her asshole.
With my head covered by the deep lace trim of slip, paying homage to my mom’s dirty asshole, I knew she was savouring the wet tickling sensation she felt as I endeavoured to go further and further inside her with my eager tongue.
Tiring of the attention mom suddenly she moved away, reached for the dildo that lay on the dressing table and gestured to the bed. I rose to my feet, went to the bed and lay face up making no attempt to hide the rampant organ beneath the lace of his slip. She climbed over me, and kneeling, positioning herself directly over my face. I watched silently as she began to rhythmically to slid the glistening dildo in and out of her vagina.
‘Is this what my little pervert of a son wanted to see?’
‘Yes mom,’ I said shamefully.
‘Does my sissy boy son still love his mommy’s smelly old pussy?’
‘Good! Well you can look at your mommy’s pussy, but mustn’t touch.’
‘Yes mom,’ I said as she slid the vibrator in and out of her pussy, the ragged old lips of her pussy clinging to the plastic of the vibrator. It wasn’t long before she closed her eyes, shuddered and orgasmed, squirting cum onto my face.
Se gave me a small reward. Slowly extracting the device from deep within her, she smeared her moistness onto the lace of her hem then held it against my nose, letting me smell her before teasing my lips with the dildo.
‘Mommy likes using her dildo,’ she said. ‘Now it’s your turn for the dildo.’
She turned so that she now sat over my face, her slip forming a tent over my entire head and her vagina hard against my face to the point of near suffocation. Pulling my slip back to reveal all that lay underneath, without instruction from her, I raised and parted my legs and twitched slightly as she applied the lubricant to my anal opening. Then I visibly winced under her as she inserted the dildo, that had only a moment ago been inside herself, deep into my asshole.
Feeling the dildo penetrate me, my nose enveloped in the flesh of her buttocks, I gasped for air in the darkness of her slip. The smell of the garment, of her and the sensation that pervaded my ass was sufficient to make me come there and then, but I knew I dare not.
As she slid the object in and out of me, so she encased my erection, gently rubbing me with the nylon of my own slip.
Giving a final and deep push to ensure the dildo was deep enough to remain inside me, she got up and climbed onto my organ, letting it slide deep into her. I lay passively, eyes closed, a serene expression on my face that was still wet and smeared with her cum.
Slowly gyrating on my cock, with one hand she reached behind, pulled down the hem of her slip and began caressing my balls.
‘Are you going to cum in mommy’s pussy son?’
‘Yes, mom, yes!’
With the other hand pressed the front of her slip to her clitoris, masturbating herself on the lace. Only when she felt the spasm of my release, hot white spunk ejaculating deep inside my mom, did she arch her back and with breasts jutting out against their nylon encasement, rub harder with the lace trim of her slip and succumb to the power of her own orgasm.
She climbed off of me and stood up before bending over and kissing me.
‘Tomorrow we are going to have a special visitor.’
‘I propped myself up on my elbows. ‘Who?’
‘Your Uncle Dan is coming over. He knows all about you and how you want to suck cock.’
Please mom, no!’ I cried. Being made to dress up in front of my uncle was going too far.
‘You’ll do as I tell you son. And as you’ll see, he’s got a real man’s cock, not a pathetic baby one like yours. He knows how to satisfy a woman, including your mom! You’re to go to your room when you come home from work tomorrow and wait until your uncle and I are ready. Understood?’
‘But mom, I couldn’t do anything in front of Uncle Dan…’
She slapped my face. ‘You’ll do as you’re told or get out of this house and never be able to lick my pussy ever again!’ And with that she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
I lay awake that night, tossing and turning. This was going one step too far, but I knew she would throw me out of the house if I didn’t comply with what she had asked me to do. We have had found a special kind of mother/son love, but I knew my mom. She always meant what she said. But what for pity’s sake, what had she and Uncle Dan got planned for me? I felt nauseous with fear. Being humiliated and punished by my mom was one thing, but being humiliated by her in front of another man and my uncle to boot, was something else. Yet for all my trepidation, I found I was excited by the idea too and I masturbated myself to sleep.
The next day Mom didn’t make an appearance at breakfast and I went to the office as usual. When I came back home, I found Uncle Dan waiting for me in the living room.
‘Your mom’s told me all about you, you and how you’re mommy loving pervert,’ he said menacingly. ‘Your mom will be down shortly when she’s ready.’ He pointed to the lingerie that was lying on the sofa. ‘Well sissy boy, I think you’d better change into your girlie undies while I fix myself a drink.’
‘Uncle…please, don’t do this to me.’
‘Shut up sissy boy, your mom told me about your perverted desires and how you wanked yourself while licking my spunk off her panties. Well, me and your mom are now going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget in a hurry.’
Uncle left the room and I undressed and put on my black lingerie – stilettos, stockings, suspenders, panties and a lacy baby doll. And then I waited. And shivering waited some more. Uncle Dan had been looking at some porn mags, they were in a pile on the armchair, but I was so nervous, no picture would have induced an erection.
Uncle Dan came back into the living room and laughed. ‘Oh your mom wasn’t lying when she told me you had a pathetic little dick.’ He unzipped his fly and produced a big, fat and erect cock. I was immediately intimidated by it’s size. Defensively I put my hands in front of mine.
This is what a real man’s cock looks like. And it ain’t anything like yours is it? ‘Embarrassed are you sissy boy? So you should be, because you’re a dirty little mommy loving slut. And by the time I’ve finished with you, you’ll be a cock sucking slut too because this monster is going in your mouth before we’re finished with you tonight!’
Coming up behind me, he roughly grabbed my arms and pulled them behind me. In a trice, he’d slapped on a pair of handcuffs and I so was now powerless to stop him from molesting me as he chose.
Standing behind he reached around me and played with my nipples and I felt his erection pressing up against my ass and his breath on my neck. One hand reached down and slipped inside my panties. It found my semi-erect penis, which grew firm with his touch as he called me names.
‘Look at you, that pathetic little thing in your panties is getting hard! Proof you’re a little slut aren’t you? A wannabe cock sucking slut,’ he whispered. ‘Your mom is really going to enjoy using you tonight – YOU SLUT!.’ Without warning he delivered a hefty slap to my ass and continued to fondle me. ‘You like that, don’t you cock slut?’
I remained silent. ‘Answer me!’
‘Yes,’ I mumbled. There was no mistaking that I was hard as a rock in my uncle’s hands.
‘And I’m going to use you too. You’ll like that won’t you because you’re a filthy cock sucking slut?’
‘Yes,’ I said pathetically because ashamed as I was to be at the hands of this it was true. I winced as he tweaked one on my nipples. Just then mom entered the living room. She looked magnificent. She wore a white girdle, bra, matching lace panties, seamed tan stockings and white stilettos – an outfit I’d never seen her in before.
‘Look what we got here,’ said uncle. ‘A little slut to play with.’
Mom walked around to the front of me and stood looking at me straight in the eyes.
‘Hmmm, you are a pathetic specimen aren’t you? I’ve proved that many times now. And you’re are a very naughty boy, wearing those women’s undies and getting all stiff after uncle played with your pathetic little girlie cock. I think you need to be punished don’t you?’
I didn’t answer; I just looked sheepishly back at her. Mistake. ‘Answer me!’ she shouted as she slapped my face.
‘Yes mom,’ I said.
‘Yes mom what?’
‘Yes mom I need to be punished’
‘Good,’ she smiled sweetly, ‘now we understand one another.’ She drew close and pressed herself against me, rubbing herself against me provocatively while uncle pressed up closer to the rear and gyrated his stiff cock against my nylon clad buttocks.
Mom began running her hands all over my body, getting lower and lower until she roughly pulled down my panties and clasped my now exposed and very hard penis.
‘Ooooh, this is a very pathetic little organ isn’t it uncle?’
‘Oh, it’s so little it’s like a girl’s clit,’ he said pressing his massive cock even more firmly up against me.
‘It’s pathetic isn’t it son?’ What is it?’
‘Yes,’ I mumbled weakly. ‘Pathetic mom.’
She slapped my face again. ‘Tell me how pathetic!’ she demanded with a glint in her eye.
‘My penis is very pathetic,’ I said.
‘Get down on your knees slut and kiss my shoes!’
I didn’t need to do this by myself; from behind uncle buckled my legs and I manhandled me to the floor. Mom raised one of her stiletto heels to my mouth and I kissed it lovingly.
‘That’s better, mommy’s boy always gets a reward for showing respect,’ Mom said. She went and sat on the edge of the couch and freed one of her breasts from the constraints of her bra. ‘Suck my nipple,’ she commanded.
Still handcuffed, I shuffling on my knees towards her I took the proffered nipple in my mouth and greedily sucked under the watchful gaze of my uncle who was now playing with his fat cock. As I sucked on her nipple, she leant forward and tweaked mine and very hard. I winced and cried out.
‘No gain without pain son, how many times have I told you that?’
This continued for what seemed a long time before she produced her other breast for me to suck and proceeded to tweak my other nipple. ‘There’s a good little mommy’s boy,’ she cooed softly. ‘But your uncle needs some attention now.’
She pulled away from me abruptly and my uncle grabbed my hair.
‘Lick his balls son!’
‘LICK THEM NOW YOU SICK LITTLE PERVERT!’
Uncle held his big cock up to his stomach to fully expose his sizable testes. Mom pushed my head forward and I began to lick them. Why was licking his balls so humiliating for me? It was the most humiliating thing that I had ever done? Why did I enjoy being ashamed and humiliated by this overt display of his masculinity as evidenced by my rock hard erection?
He let his cock fall and mom forced his swollen cock into my mouth. I nearly gagged as he roughly thrust his huge member in and out. Not content to watch, mom pushed my head onto his cock so that it hit my throat and held me there. I gagged. That suddenly seemed to incense mom.
‘You pathetic little pervert! I’m going to punish you now!’ she yelled.
Before I knew what was happening, uncle had pushed me so I was half on, half off the couch and held me down as Mom gave me a sound spanking, hurling abuse at me as she did. I struggled, but it was no use, uncle held me firm.
SLAP SLAP SLAP…and on and on. I am ashamed to admit that I began to cry.
At the end of this reign of blows, I knew my bottom must be very red. It was certainly sore, but I was hard as a rock. But even with tears streaming down my face, I liked this, the way I was being treated and I wanted more. And more was what I was going to get. Still prone lying on the couch, I felt uncle apply a lubricant to my anus and a butt plug was forced into me.
‘Now kneel and kiss mommy’s pussy,’ mom demanded. I was on my knees as she stood, proud and magnificent. She slowly and tantalisingly lowering her panties before stepping out of them.
‘Smell my panties,’ she said, holding them to my nose. I inhaled the perfume of her sex. ‘Now lick the crotch!’
She was obviously very aroused; her panties were soaking. I licked and got my first taste of mom.
‘Enough,’ she said. ‘As you’ve been a good little sissy boy, I’m going to let you taste the real thing.’
Uncle came behind and pushed my face into her pubic hair. I smelled her and tried to taste her, but the angle was all wrong. She pushed me away and I got another of her face slaps for my trouble. ‘Do it properly you little pervert!’
She then sat on the edge of the couch and regally parted her legs for me. I gingerly knelt before her. Uncle undid my hands so that I could be on all fours as I brought my tongue to her glistening pussy. She was soaking, very obviously aroused by our little game. Uncle produced a paddle.
The first I knew of it was when he whacked my ass several times while I concentrated pleasing his niece. My moan was stifled by mom’s pussy, but the sight of me being beaten by uncle must have really aroused her. I felt mom shudder as she orgasmed and let out a moan. My head was still between her thighs when I heard her say, ‘Get the vibrator, I want to fuck his pathetic little asshole!’
Uncle duly produced the vibrator and I was made to kneel on all fours on the couch. Uncle slipped off his pants and shorts. Then he got onto the couch in front of me while mom pulled out the butt plug before inserting the vibrator deep into my anus. Uncle grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth. I was simultaneously sucked and was fucked for all I was worth. Mom watched me suck uncle, while he avidly watched me being fucked in the ass by mom.
Eventually tiring of this game, mom instructed me to lie on the couch, but not fully, my head was to be over the edge. At first I didn’t understand why. But I soon realised as she came and stood over my face. ‘Lick me,’ she commanded. I did so willingly for a few minutes while uncle sucked on my cock. Then I tasted the first small drop. A salty taste, but oh so sweet nevertheless. It was always my greatest pleasure/humiliation to be mom’s personal toilet. Several more drops became a stream as mom pissed directly into my mouth and I greedily drank it as fast as I could.
Finished, she deliberately rubbed her moist pussy all over my face before swapping places with uncle. First she pushed the butt plug back into my sore asshole. Then she climbed onto my erection and slipped it effortlessly in to her pussy. Uncle meanwhile came to my head. ‘Now it’s uncle’s turn to piss in your mouth you girlie little slut!’ she said with a laugh.
In a series of squirts, uncle pissed into my mouth as mom watched astride my cock. As she rocked back and forth on my erection she just kept repeating, ‘You sick little pervert!’
Finished urinating, uncle stuck his cock into my mouth and fucked my face while I was fucked by mom. I knew better than to cum before her because she’d really get mad at me! So even though she was quite literally bouncing on my cock I didn’t cum
She yelled out her orgasm in a way that I had never heard her before and I felt her vaginal muscles contract violently around my baby penis inside of her. But she didn’t linger on my cock; quickly gaining her composure once more, she got off me almost immediately.
‘Down on the floor, slut!’ uncle commanded.
I lay down and my mom came and sat over my face. But she didn’t lower her pussy to smother me like she often did, she went on all fours so I looked up at her magnificent old and wrinkled cunt. Uncle slipped a cushion under my head so I was closer to her pussy. Then in close up, I saw him push that big fat cock of his deep into her pussy.
I had no choice but to watch my mom being fucked from behind by this brut of a man and listen to her cries of pleasure, cries I had never heard he make when we fucked on our own. I felt ashamed and deeply humiliated. This was the pleasure a man with a proper cock could give a woman, the pleasure my uncle regularly gave my mom.
As uncle fucked so she grabbed my cock and dug her nails into the flesh. I cried out in pain, but my erection didn’t wilt, it only got stronger as I watched the girth of uncle thrust deep into mom’s pussy again and again and saw his big balls slapping against up against her.
I could here his breathing becoming more laboured. Then with a loud groan, I saw his cock pulsate as his sperm went deep into mom. After a moment he withdrew and then pushed his sperm covered cock into my mouth. ‘Lick it clean slut!’ he commanded.
I tasted sperm for the first time. I licked greedily. I had been well and truly humiliated and abused, and had loved being so. The final indignation was yet to come.
He withdrew and mom raised herself back up so she was directly over my face. She clenched her vaginal muscles and fingered herself slowly until my uncle’s thick sperm began to ooze slowly out and drip down all over my face. Then she sunk lower, rubbing her sperm soaked pussy over my face.
I felt uncle’s hand on my cock. It only took a couple of jerks and I shot my own sperm high into the air.
Little did I know, more shame and humiliation was going to follow this episode, but I will tell you about that another time my friends….
The author wishes it to be known he does not condone incestuous relationships in real life, but recognises it is a common fantasy and one shared by many.
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