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The Ultimate Fuck
by Hot&Hard (sarepetdude007@aol.com)

***

Experts have said that the best sexual match is between 
a late teen male and mid 30s female. I can agree with 
that because my first experience was at age 17 with a 
35 yr. old woman. I didn't know it at the time, but 
that would be my ultimate fuck. Probably what made it 
especially erotic, sensuous and satisfying; also taboo, 
was the fact I did it with my mother at age 17 and 
later when I was 26. (F/M-teen, inc, voy, orgy, oral)

***

I remember clearly my 17th birthday. I came home from 
school and immediately got out my weight lifting bars 
and bells. In the warm afternoon in the basement of the 
house, I worked hard. The sweat flowed and I felt good 
about my routine. At about 4pm the door upstairs 
slammed. Mom was home early. Is something wrong? In a 
moment she entered the basement workout room, her face 
covered with tears.

"What's wrong Mom," I inquired. I could see her tears 
but I could also see an expression of rage and anger. 
"Greg," her long time boyfriend, "has taken off with 
that little whore who does his filing at the office. 
And I found out he has been fucking her, and, get this, 
her mother as well. God I could kill him."

As I was drying off Mom calmed down. She said something 
about me now being the man of the house and that she 
would have to come to me, no longer as a teen aged son, 
but as a man. As she was mumbling these words her eyes 
dropped to my thighs and to my crotch. The Speedo 
trunks showed everything but she kept staring. I moved 
away and started tuning the radio and picked up some 
soothing music. Mom followed me. 

She took my arm, turned me around and took my face in 
her hands and said, "I truly need you now, son. I need 
you, I need you, I need you." And with that she gave me 
a big open mouth kiss. Not too sexy, but certainly not 
the kind of kiss between Mom and son. She took me by 
the hand and led me upstairs. I saw a package of fried 
chicken on the table which she obviously had picked up 
on the way home. We ate in silence. I couldn't forget 
the way she gazed at my cock nor the hot and smoldering 
kiss still wet on my mouth.

Soon she said, "I gotta get dressed for bed. I'm 
frazzled." She went into her room and closed the door. 
In less than 10 minutes she called to me. I entered her 
room. The lights were on and up full. Standing before 
me was a hottie, my mother, in a long pale yellow, 
almost transparent robe, with a slit up to her pussy 
and a plunge on top to her waist. Her eyes were droopy 
with lust, her voice was husky as she untied the robe 
and said, "I want to fuck you here and now, son. I want 
you to fill my pussy with your man juice. I told I need 
you and this is the way I need you right now."

She moved to me, grabbed my face and kissed me with 
lips, tongue and her entire face. Between gasps she 
moaned, "Fuck me. Your cock is so beautiful. It's so 
young and strong. Oh son, please fuck me."

Boy, did I feel strange. I had admired Mom's figure and 
her adorable face, but I guess studies, plans for 
college, my weight lifting prevented me from noticing 
just about the sexiest body and what I discovered 
later, the hottest and nastiest mind in town. As she 
backed two steps to the edge of the bed the gown fell 
away. She leaned back on her elbows and pulled her feet 
up on the bed and spread her legs wide. 

"Son take off those trunks," she commanded. As I took 
them off and disposed of my shoes she dropped a small 
pillow on the floor. As soon as I was nude she pointed 
to the pillow. "Kneel," was her second order. As soon 
as I did she grabbed my head fiercely and pulled it 
down to her lower belly. There was a faint smell I 
recognized vaguely. Her manner was rough as she pushed 
my head downward until my nose slid right through her 
pussy slit and in another second my mouth was on the 
wettest, wildest most fragrant cunt I had experienced 
in my short, happy young life.

"Oh God damn son. Oh son, eat me, lick my clit." I had 
eaten a cunt once or twice since about 14, neither of 
which were in the same league as Mom's glorious hole. I 
knew what to do and I did it. I kissed and licked and 
licked and kissed. I sucked on that little man in the 
boat all the while moving both hands from her soft, 
white belly up to a fine set of titties. Later she told 
me she was a 38D. 

As my excitement continued so did her passion mount. 
Soon her stomach began to twitch and roll as her hands 
caressed my ears and patted my hair. I looked up out of 
the tops of my eyes to see her eyes quivering and 
wavering and then roll up into her head. Then with a 
husky moan she said, "God son. It's been so long and 
you have no idea what you are doing for me. Don't stop 
baby boy. Please don't stop. Don't ever stop 'cause I'm 
CUMMING! Oh yes! Oh Jesus! Oh God Almighty damn it's so 
good. Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

She nearly bucked me loose from her crotch as she came, 
not once but once again. My face was soaking in wet, 
wet, hot, hot, pussy. The fragrance, her moaning voice 
and that wet pussy had my cock in a rage. I don't 
remember it being that hard ever before. I wiped my 
face with my forearm, got to my feet and grabbed my 
cock in time to see Mom's eyes wide staring at my 
manhood. "God damn it's beautiful. Please let me have 
all of it."

"Silly woman," I thought. You're gonna get all of it 
and then some," and I virtually fell into her pussy 
while guiding my cock into the slit. Her legs were 
flailing as her hands grabbed my ass. In a momentary 
slide glance I saw our image in the dresser mirror. As 
her hands grabbed my ass I could see the red nails 
raking my buttocks. As I hunched in a fury the blaze of 
events reminded me that I am fucking my mother and it 
is the ultimate fuck of my life. Everything was so 
erotic, so breath taking I could hardly think of 
anything but shooting a load of cum into her vessel.

She was doing everything to help me and met each of my 
thrusts with hers. I could feel the oncoming avalanche. 
There was a sensation on the balls of my feet, which 
moved up my calves, to my butt, to my spine and into my 
scalp. The tingling feeling increased to a hot, 
flashing event and raced down my body to my belly and 
finally came busting from my balls then out of my cock 
with a force that actually startled us both.

"Oh yes, oh yes. Yesssss. Yesssss. Fuck baby. Fuck! Oh 
my God how good. How so very GOOD!" I realized that 
even though it was the first time for us together we 
were having a mutual orgasm. But even more astonishing 
than that, as soon as my load was finished, it all 
started again. From everything I had read and was told, 
after a climax one is so slated that it takes at least 
minutes for the heartiest of cocks to get back to a 
fucking mode. But again, the electrical current of 
passion that had moved through me started again and I 
shot a second load.

Before I withdrew from my mother's super wet pussy, I 
raised up and looked down. Her eyes were closed and the 
expression on her face was what I chose to think was 
satisfaction. She slowly opened her eyes and whispered 
something weakly. I wondered if her words were the same 
ones passing through my mind. "How do we proceed from 
here, mother dearest?"

At 17 I was graduating and plans already were in place 
for me to attend the university. After graduation and 
up to the time I went away I fucked mother more times 
than I could remember. We agreed that we were both sex 
maniacs. Nothing was ever said about the taboo of 
incest. Somehow I had convinced myself that this woman 
who had given me birth was, nevertheless, the hottest, 
sexiest, most ultimate fuck I could ever expect to 
experience. But I did wonder what the future holds.

I left home in September for college. In between 
semesters I got jobs for the summer and for two years 
did not see Mom. We talked on the phone and even one 
night she phone fucked me. I started to go home right 
then. After that period Mom got a wonderful promotion 
at her CPA firm and was transferred to Chicago, over 
650 miles away. We were apart from high school 
graduation until I turned 26. It was then my questions 
about what the future holds was answered.

Our town is Lincoln, Nebraska. Not small, but not 
large. I worked for a large bank there and was doing 
quite well. I bought a nice but small condo and was 
dating occasionally. My regular routine was to come 
home, take a shower, put on PJ bottoms, read the paper 
and turn on the CD player. One Thursday night I was 
faintly annoyed when the door bell rang. 

Almost no one among my acquaintances rang my bell. I 
cautiously opened the door and was immediately bowled 
over. Standing there was this little blond in high 
heels.  She had the shortest, tightest, most 
transparent black silk dress in the known universe. Her 
hair was pinned up and she had on heavy black horn 
rimmed glasses. She had a clip board and a pencil.

Before I could comment she said, "Sir, my name is Pussy 
Johnson. I am with the University of Nebraska in the 
sexology section of the psychology department. I am 
canvassing this area to interview young, single studs, 
uh uh I mean men to obtain info for a survey about 
sexual practices, etc. etc." I could see this was Mom, 
but she had changed a bit - a little plumper, with 
dimples and her skin of so white and pink. Before I 
could say more she asked, "Do you have two hours you 
could spare for an interview? I could just step in and 
ask these questions. Alright?"

This has the appearance of a role play. Right? Right. 
"Okay," says I and stepped back to see her sway by me 
to the room. Her ass was plumper and more erotic since 
I could distinguish each buttock. Her tits showed 
through the silk upper part of the dress. I wasn't sure 
but I thought I could see pussy hair when I looked at 
her crotch. 

She continued, "Can you spare two hours and can you be 
sure we will not be interrupted by anyone, no phone 
calls?" I assured her we would be quite alone. I 
motioned her to the couch and as she sat the dress she 
was wearing, a wrap around, pulled apart and her legs 
from her calves up to and almost including her pussy 
were shown. 

She busied herself, got her clipboard and pencil ready 
and said, "Now, the series of questions are framed to 
get the most accurate of sexual activities of young men 
in this area. Also, we have found that if we pose the 
questions, not in scientific terms, but in street 
terms, we tend to get more accurate responses. For 
instance, in this interview we don't us the term 
'sexual intercourse'. We say 'fuck'." And she said the 
word with heavy accent. "Also," she continued, "We 
don't say vagina, we say pussy or cunt. We don't say 
penis but cock. And of course cunnilingus is never 
used. Instead we say eating pussy, right? Is that 
okay."

The preliminary had already gotten my cock to its 
upright and locked position and was giving my silk PJ 
bottoms a battle. The play acting was going well when 
Mom asked, "Young man, I take it that you like to fuck, 
so let me ask, how long has it been since you had a 
piece of ass?"

"Much too long," I answered as she grinned ever so 
slightly. As she scribbled she continued, "Tell me 
young man, if you were to fuck someone right now. For 
instance, if you were fucking me right now, would you 
eat my pussy first and then fuck me or would you fuck 
me then eat me." About then my cock was no longer 
interested in play acting. I pulled it out and pulled 
on it several times. 

She continued to question but with heavy breathing, "I 
want to know also, if you were fucking me right now, 
would you be hunching in this fashion?" She 
demonstrated with an erotic twisting of her bottom. By 
then she had dropped her clipboard, spread her legs and 
put her hand on her crotch. "I mean, uh, Oh God. If you 
were to fuck me, you know. You would like to fuck me 
wouldn't you?"

We both lost control and I flung myself before her on 
my knees and thrust my face between those pink, plump 
thighs. I found her pussy just as hot and wet as 
before. I also found that she was some what hornier 
than before. Her passion manifested itself first with 
growls of pleasure as I licked her cunt lips. And we 
took up where we left off - fucking each other's brains 
out.

Mom told me she so longed for my tongue and cock that 
she convinced her firm to transfer her to the Lincoln 
office, even at a demotion, so we could fuck. And we 
did. People at the office ask me often why I don't 
marry. "Someday, but not right now."

END

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