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Subject: [asi/ass/assi] Repost: Mom's Boy, part one <ASCII version> (mF, inc)
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I am not the author of this story. The author is Kevin C. Foltz
<kcfoltz@cdsnet.net>. If you like it, please let him know.

Not that it should come as any surprise, but this story contains
graphic descriptions of sex, sex between minors and adults, and
incest. If this offends you, don't read it, and get the heck out of
this newsgroup! This story is fiction. Do not read it or save it if
stories of a sexual nature are illegal in your community.

Mom and Her Little Boy

	Thunderstorms always gave Edward Adams the frights.  Even now,
at the ripe old age of twelve, he became frightened at the claps
of thunder and the sudden bright flashes of light from the
lightning.  In the dark of his bedroom they seemed to take on a
more frightening quality. He was ashamed to admit it, but he
wanted the closeness of his mother.  She would comfort him with
soothing words and hold him until he went to sleep or the storms
would pass as they always did.

	Tonight was no different than any other story summer night. 
The lightning flashed and the thunder rolled in great, window
rattling blasts as the storm vented its fury on the surrounding
countryside.  A sudden vivid flash filled the room in a flash
bulb effect, freezing everything like a photo.  The thunder
crashed and Edward cowered under the blankets.  Finally he gave
in and leaping from bed, he ran to his mothers room.

	He flew down the hall and practically leaped onto the great
brass bed his mother, Helen, slept in.  She had expected him
sooner, and she was pleased that he had held out longer than
usual.  She hoped that his fear would subside as he grew older,
and this was an encouraging sign.

	"It's alright, Eddy!  Get under the covers and snuggle up.
The
storm will be over soon, honey!"  Helen said, tossing back the
covers for her frightened son.

	"I'm sorry, mom!  I tried, but the lightning..."  He started
to
explain and was cut off by another flash and boom of thunder.

	He snuggled up to his mothers back, instantly calmed as are
all
frightened children when their mother is close.  Helen reached
over her hip and gave him a pat on the butt.

	"Hush, baby!  You did fine, just fine.  Now try to go to
sleep,
OK?"

	"OK, mom.   Night."

	"Goodnight, Eddy."  Helen snuggled back down into her pillow
as
the storm continued outside.

	Soon, both Edward and his mother were asleep.  Snuggled up
against his mother, Edward slept the deep sleep of a contented
child.  His mothers body next to him was a universal calming
agent that all children felt and needed when frightened or
anxious.  He hugged her to him in his sleep, his arm thrown over
her side to encircled her waist.

	Helen slept soundly and her dreams filled her sleeping mind. 
She was a girl again and her boyfriend was trying to feel her
breasts.  She was a good girl and although she liked him she was
nervous about letting him go this far.  His hand was almost on
her bra covered mound.  She could feel his manhood as it pressed
against her ass.  He was hard.  His cock pressed against her
round ass. She involuntarily pressed aback at his erection.  His
hand closed over her tit.  Her ass moved in tiny circles against
his erect cock.  She could feel it slipping between her ass
cheeks.

	She woke up.  Frozen, she could not voluntarily move.  Was she
still dreaming, or was she awake?  She still felt a hand on her
breast.  The cock she felt in her dreams was still hard and it
was pressing between her ass cheeks.  Helen was puzzled.  If she
was still dreaming, why was she wondering if she was awake?  If
she was awake, why was she still feeling the hand on her tit and
the cock between her ass cheeks?  Very puzzling, indeed. 
Unless...

	The sudden crack of thunder snapped her out of her half-sleep.

There was only one answer.  Edward!  Her mind churned at the
thought.  It had to be.  She was certain she was awake, now. 
She lay still, collecting her thoughts.  Yes, a hand was on her
tit.  Yes, a cock was rubbing against her ass and she now could
feel the familiar softness of cotton.  Underwear.  It was a
feeling she knew very well.  

	The hand on her tit was warm as it held her gently.  It softly
squeezed the firm mound. Her ass cheeks felt the hardness of the
cloth covered cock as it pushed into her cleft.  She noticed
herself pushing back at the hard rod of flesh.  What the hell
was her son doing with his hand on her tit and a hardon?  She
realized immediately that he was asleep.  He snored gently into
her neck.  She had to do something about this.

	Edwards hand was softly holding his mothers tit as he slept. 
In her position on her side, her breast was exposed under her
nightgown.  His hand slipped under the gown and cupped her bare
tit.  Helen held her breath.  His fingers stroked over her
nipple.  It stood up instantly under the gentle fondling.  She
bit her lip as his hand held her tit.  Her ass pushed back
against his cock.  She realized he had a big cock for a boy. 
Her boy.

	The nightgown Helen wore was short and it had managed to work
its way up slightly as her ass pushed back against her sons
cock.  She could feel the hard shaft as it lay against her ass,
snuggling into the crack of her ass.  Edward shifted slightly in
his sleep and his erect cock slipped between her cheeks.  She
tried, bu she couldn't keep from wiggling her hips back onto his
cock.  The cloth covered penis of her son rubbed the underside
of her cunt.  Helen gasped as she felt it side over her
sensitive pussy to rest against her lips.

	Helen wriggled her ass in circles against her sons cock.  Then
she felt his shift his hips. He pushed his cock back at her. 
She reached behind her and her hand slipped between them. She
felt for the opening of his shorts with her fingers and finding
it she managed to hold the cloth apart.  Her sons erect cock
sprang out of the opening to slap against her bare, wet pussy.
She held the hot, hard bar of boy cock in her motherly hand for
an instant then she did something mothers don't do with their
sons cocks. 

	She pushed his cock up the cleft of her ass and nestled the
head at the entrance to her pussy.  Edward slept on, unaware of
his mothers actions.  Helen took a deep breath and pushing her
ass back she felt his cock slide into her cunt.  Edwards had
closed firmly on her tit, squeezing it softly as his mother
pushed her cunt onto his cock.  She shivered at the feel of the
boys penis entering her pussy.  It had been a long time since a
man had put his cock in her.

	Groaning, Helen wriggled her hips onto the shaft of her sons
cock.  She began to hunch her hips back at the sleeping boy. 
Her hips started to jiggle in a slow motion as she fucked
herself on her sleeping sons cock.  She felt the walls of her
pussy close on his cock as they gripped him tightly in their
wet, slick embrace.  Edward moved slightly.  Helen stopped her
movements with her sons cock buried deeply in her pussy.  Edward
humped against his mothers ass.

	Helen began to mover her ass in time with her sleeping sons
instinctive movements.  She fucked back as he thrust into her
vagina.  She began to push harder against him.  Her hips made
small, regular jerking circular movements.  She was breathing
raggedly as she concentrated on fucking her sleeping son.  The
bed began to move with the steady tempo of fucking.  Helen felt
the boys cock grow harder inside her.  She wondered for the
first time if he could cum.  She moved faster at that thought.

	Edwards hand on her tit closed tightly around the firm globe
and he humped his cock deep into his mothers pussy.  Helen
picked up the pace as she began to slap her ass back onto his
cock. She felt his cock pulsing as her pussy stroked up and down
the length of the invading boy prick.  Her clit throbbed and she
reached down to stroke the hard nub.  Her fingers found the
timing of her strokes ans she began to pull her pussy almost off
the boys cock then slam her ass back at him.  Edward held his
mother tightly as she fucked him.  The bed rocked and creaked
with her efforts.  Again and again she slid her pussy up and
down his shaft. She sank the full length of it into her pussy
and her hips churned against the throbbing of his erect prick. 
With a few quick thrusts she was near orgasm.  She slammed her
clasping pussy on her sons cock.  It began to throb hard inside
the slick, hot tunnel of her vagina.  

	Helen could feel her climax at the core of her pussy.  She
held
his cock deep in her and her vagina massaged it with rippling
motions of her muscles.  Edward clung to her his cock buried in
her pussy.  She held him deeply and made little humping
movements.  Then she felt his cock jerk once, twice, then his
body stiffened.  She gasped as she felt the boy shoot jet after
jet of hot sperm deep into her clenching cunt.  Her fingers
rubbed her clit and her pussy held his cock like a fist.

	Bucking back on his cock she felt his cum splash against the
walls of her milking pussy. He groaned and held his dick inside
her.  She continued to massage his cock with her cunt as he shot
load upon load of boy-cum into his mothers cunt.  Helen
shuddered as her orgasm took her. Her hips moved spastically on
his rock hard cock.  The cum leaked out of her pussy and ran
down her ass.  She finally stopped, out of breath.  Her sons
cock was still hard inside her.  She remembered that young boys
can stay hard for some time, even after they cum.

	A flash of lightning froze the image of the two, the boy
clinging to his mother, the woman panting for breath, her
fingers buried in her cunt.  There would be another storm and
another night.  Helen made a mental note to listen to the
weather report, just to be sure.


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