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No Friend Of Mine
by Anal King (samnitebc@yahoo.com)
***
Son catches his mother fucking his friend. Little does
he know that things aren't what they seem. (Fm, ped,
nc, rp, inc, mast, oral, anal, alcohol)
***
I awoke to the noise of my mother and father returning
from a party. I could hear my mom giggle as they
struggled to climb the stairs. Based on the racket they
were making out there, it was obvious they had partied
hard. I took a glance at the clock on my nightstand. It
read 2:17. I turned my head in the other direction and
saw my friend Kevin, snoozing on top of his sleeping
bag.
Kevin is a good friend of mine. We've known each other
since Junior High. During summer breaks, we usually
make it a point to sleep over each other's houses at
least two or three times a month. Tonight was Kevin's
third time sleeping over my house this month. I really
didn't mind, though, since he was fun to hang out with
and always brought along some goodies like a porn DVD
or an X-Box game. I put my head down on the pillow and
let steady hum of the air conditioner take me back into
a deep slumber.
I awoke again but this time it was to relieve my full
bladder. I threw the sheets aside and sat on my bed. I
noticed Kevin was not in the room. He probably left to
use the bathroom. Since I was up already, I decided I
might as well wait out in the hall until he finished
his business.
I shuffled out of my room and felt the warm blast of
air surround my body. My father didn't like to use the
central air conditioning unit if he didn't have to.
Said it cost him a fortune to run. That's why we all
had a separate air conditioner in our rooms.
I made my way along the carpet, rubbing my eyes, trying
to focus in the dark. As I neared my parents' bedroom,
my ears picked up what sounded like a moan. I stopped
in my tracks listening. This time it was a grunt and a
moan. Yes! My parents were fucking again. I was
beginning to get an erection just thinking about my mom
getting fucked by my dad.
I hugged the wall as I crept closer to their bedroom.
Using the palm of my left hand, I eased the door open,
looked inside, and witnessed a sight I would never have
believed if you had told me to my face. On my parent's
bed, I found Kevin on top of my mother. He had her legs
over his shoulders and his ass was moving up and down
as he fucked her sloppy, pink cunt.
He bent down to capture her right nipple and greedily
sucked in her jiggling mound of tit flesh. She moaned
at the milking of her jugg while my father slept
soundly beside them. Her giant brown areola was wet
from the constant nursing of her bloated nipple.
I stared in open-mouthed lust while Kevin switched over
to her left nipple, never losing his rhythm as he sunk
to the hilt in her pussy. The fact that it was my own
mother getting fucked by my friend, only served to
magnify my feelings of hurt and betrayal. Why would she
invite Kevin to fuck her on her marriage bed? Deep down
inside, if I had to be honest with myself, I guess what
really bothered me was how jealous I was of their
affair. Ever since I can remember, I've had lustful
feelings for my mother.
I looked forward to the weekends when she would
carelessly walk around the house in just her shirt and
panties, displaying her awesome 36D tits and her large
round ass. My mother, Sheila Graham, is what you would
call an average looking woman. A regular plain Jane if
you will. I know she was never going to win a beauty
contest, but with her voluptuous body constantly making
my dick hard, she was, to me, my personal beauty queen.
Even at a mature 44 with extra pounds lining her belly,
hips, and ass, she still manages to turn some heads
around.
The thing that totally blew my fuckin'mind away was
that they were fucking right beside my sleeping father.
What the hell was that about! Talk about no respect.
Kevin's grunts snapped me to the present. His shiny,
wet cock drove deep into my mother's womb where he
began to deposit his baby making cum. He panted and
moaned as he emptied his semen into her thirsty womb.
When he finally caught his breath, he slid out of her
wet gash and slipped into his boxers. My mother had her
eyes closed with a smirk on her face. She looked well
fucked. Looking down at her twat, I could see Kevin's
cum leaking from her gaping pussy lips.
Before either one of them caught me, I made my way back
to my room and slipped under the covers. Kevin came in
about five minutes later. Pretending to be asleep, I
saw him staring at me through the slits of my eyes. He
was satisfied I was dead to the world and went to lie
down on his sleeping bag.
After what seemed like an hour, but according to the
clock was only about 15 minutes, Kevin began to snore.
Taking that as my cue, I made my way out of the room to
relieve my bladder. First, I stopped at my parent's
bedroom. The light was still on and my mom was on her
left side facing my father's back. Her big juicy ass
stuck out from under the sheets with Kevin's cum
spilling out over her bottom. I silently walked in and
turned off the lamp. Closing the door behind me, I ran
to the bathroom to relieve myself. Both ways!
***
The next morning, Kevin departed saying he had to run
some errands for his mom. I didn't care. As far as I
was concerned, Kevin's status as my good friend was
over. He was going to be relegated to the status of an
acquaintance.
During the day, I watched my mother like a hawk trying
to see if anything was amiss. She didn't appear to be
anything but her old cheerful self. Well, not exactly
cheerful since she had a doozy of a hangover.
Later that night, I jerked-off many times to the images
of my mother having her pussy hammered by Kevin. I knew
it was wrong because a son should never think of his
mother in that way, but I couldn't stop the arousal I
felt growing in my body.
It was Thursday evening when Kevin rang my house to see
if he could sleep over again. He said he had the new
computer game I talked about so much. I had to admit,
it was a tempting offer which I was grudgingly going to
reject. But when he also mentioned that he had swiped
his brother's anal DVD, I swallowed my jealousy and
invited him over for the following Saturday. I wasn't
thrilled about the idea, but I knew I was getting
something out of the deal.
Before I knew it, Saturday was here. And like we
planned, Kevin showed up with his sleeping bag and a
bag full of goodies. We waited for my parents to leave
for yet another dumb party where they would get
sloshed. The DVD was awesome. It had four hours of non-
stop ass fucking. I've never seen so many gaping holes
in my life.
By around 12:30, me and Kevin were just finishing the
DVD when we started to get sleepy. Like before, he
slept in his sleeping bag on the floor. And also like
before, I was awoken by my giggling mother while my
father shushed her silent. They got to their bedroom
and not ten minutes later, I could hear their moans as
they happily fucked the night away.
I peeked over at Kevin and noticed he was still
sleeping--or was he? Only time would tell. I forced
myself to lay awake for another half hour. I heard
Kevin rustling on the floor. I shut my eyes as Kevin
called out to me. I made some gurgling sounds in my
throat and shifted on my side. Satisfied that I was
asleep, he got up and tippy-toed out of my room. I knew
where he was going and this time I followed close
behind him.
When I opened my door, I saw him duck into my parent's
bedroom. I crept down to their room and saw Kevin just
as he was removing his boxers. His stiff cock bobbed in
the air as he made his way to my parent's bed. They
were both snoring by this time. Mom must've fallen
asleep after my dad fucked her. She was still on her
elbows and knees with her face buried into the pillow
and her ass high in the air.
It was the first time I ever saw her creamy ass cheeks
so lewdly displayed like that. It made my cock jerk
uncontrollably. Kevin stood by her side of the bed. He
bent down and planted a kiss on each luscious cheek. He
then began to massage her meaty globes, pulling and
kneading like they were fine pastry dough. At that
moment, it dawned on me that my mother never invited
Kevin into her bed last week. Nor tonight for that
matter. He was simply taking advantage of her drunken
state.
He roughly spread her ass cheeks wide apart and held
them open. His gaze fell on her bottom hole which began
to buckle and dilate under the pressure of his grip.
With his open mouth, Kevin released his drool on her
winking rosebud. Overcome with lust and the
unmistakable aroma of her of sweet ass, Kevin swooped
down like a bird of prey to lap at her shitter. "God,
your ass taste so sweet, Mrs. Graham," he whispered. "I
betcha your ass is cherry. Well, don't worry, he
slurped, I'm gonna bust this baby wide open with my
big, fat cock."
After he sufficiently dined on her ass, he inserted two
fingers into her sopping twat. He scooped out a glob of
dad's cum mixed with my mom's pussy juice and proceeded
to rub it around her tight sphincter. He then pressed
his index finger against her puckered anus. Maintaining
the pressure until it slid in to the knuckle.
I heard my mother's muffled slur as he pumped his
finger in and out of her clutching asshole. At this
point, my cock was ready to tear a hole through the
front of my drawers.
When Kevin was satisfied with the job he had done, he
got on the bed and mounted my mother. With one thrust,
he was in to the hilt. He moaned as his dick moved to
and fro into her moist sheath. My mother never even
stirred while Kevin fucked her wet gash. She just went
right on sleeping.
After a few more thrusts, he pulled his veiny cock from
between her hairy lips, lowered his head, and spat on
her shit hole one more time. Grabbing his dick with his
right hand, he lined his cock and pressed against her
rosy anus. Since his back was to me, I couldn't
actually see the penetration. However, I could tell he
found his target because my mother twist her hips at
the last possible moment, forcing Kevin's cock to slide
up her back.
"Shit!" he snapped in frustration.
"Shtop Johnathan. You're being very naughty," my mother
slurred. Jonathan was my father's name. She began to
giggle as Kevin tried to steady her with both hands.
Her ass looked really good from where I stood in the
hall, as she erotically moved it around, not realizing
the effect she was having on both Kevin and me.
She stopped her teasing long enough for him to move his
left hand on the small of her back. And with his right,
he brought the crown of his raging prick to her sweet
pucker and nudged at her opening. My mother jerked her
bottom again which caused her left knee to slip off the
bed. Her left foot landed with a thump on the floor.
She giggled into her pillow.
I could see his patience was wearing thin. So, not to
be denied any longer, he roughly clutched her meaty
thigh and brought her knee onto the bed. He then
manhandled my giggling mother into the position he
first found her in and saddled up behind her. Closing
the gap between their thighs, he locked her into place
forcing her head against the wall.
I saw his right hand move in front of him. The muscles
in his back began to strain. When her giggling turned
into a loud gasp, I knew at that moment, Kevin had
finally skewered my mom on his fuck stick. I know
you're probably asking yourselves why didn't I go in
there and clobber the prick? Well, being a virgin who
rarely gets to witness fucking up close and personal
may have something to do with it. But don't get me
wrong. I have a simple plan that is going to rectify
this problem once and for all. All I ask is your
patience.
He brought his hands around her waist and pulled her
toward him while he slid his pulsing shaft deeper and
deeper. My mother whimpered as Kevin began pumping his
cock against her fleshy cheeks. His heavy cum filled
balls swung in time with his deep thrusts. He paused to
reach down and grab a handful of her swinging tits.
Then he resumed his fucking of her ass.
Sweat slithered down his back as his unrelenting attack
on my mother's virgin hole continued. I could hear
soft, slapping sounds filling the room. Every time
Kevin's hips made contact with her doughy cheeks, a
wave would form. Instead of cries now, moans escaped my
mother's lips, drowning my father's snores.
Kevin leaned back to watch his cock pumping in and out
of her tight ring. His feverish strokes were becoming
erratic. I knew he was reaching the home stretch now.
"Ah fuck, Mrs. Graham. Your tight ass is gonna make me
cum. I'm gonna cum so deep into your shit chute," he
panted. Then, with a final shove of his hips, he
groaned his release as he squirted his searing load
deep down into my mother's bowels. From the twitching
of his balls, I knew he was unloading a large amount of
his cum into her burning rectum.
All that scalding cream must've triggered something in
my mother because she wailed as her body was gripped by
an intense orgasm. I had never heard anything like it.
Surprisingly, my dad didn't either. He kept right on
snoring as he was made a cuckold for the second time in
his life. Kevin collapsed on her back, holding her warm
nude body against him. He put his cheek against hers
and said, "Oh Mrs. Graham, Sheila. You're a fucking
goddess."
With his lust now sated, Kevin pulled his dick out of
her ass and got off the bed. My eyes widened at her
gaping shit hole. Her once pink sphincter, now red with
blood, had cum oozing out of it. Looking over at Kevin,
I could see his prick was still hard as he took a
Kleenex to wipe away a small speck of shit off the
swollen head of his throbbing cock. When he was done,
he dumped the tissue into the pail and picked up his
shorts.
I moved back into the cover of the dark waiting for him
to emerge from their room. I heard him click off the
light and walk out into the hall. As he rounded the
corner to get to my room, his nose made a crunch as it
connected with my fist. I told you I had a simple plan.
Before his screams woke the neighborhood up, I silenced
his cries with the palm of my hand. Blood was pouring
out all over his face down my arm. I yanked him by the
collar of his shirt and dragged his sorry ass down the
stairs out the house. I popped him one in the stomach
which brought him crashing down to his knees.
Now with the air out of his lungs, I laid out how
things were going to be. "Fuck face! Listen real good
to what I've got to say. First, as of right now, we are
no longer friends. Understand! You are nothing but a
fuckin'turd in my book. Second, if I ever hear you
mentioning to anyone that you fucked my mother, I'll
rip your face apart and then have you brought up on
charges of rape and sodomy. Do we understand each
other, ass wipe?" I towered over him with my fists
ready to pummel him into the ground. He saw it, too.
"Yeah . . . I . . . I got it, man." Satisfied he meant
what he said, I let him run off into the night barefoot
and without clothes. I went back into the house and
spent the better part of an hour cleaning up his blood
from the carpet and floor. Before heading to bed, I
peaked in my parents' bedroom and found my mom still on
her knees with her lovely big ass in the air. Only this
time her shit hole was closed, leaking Kevin's thick
cum.
The thought of plowing her pink orifice crossed my
mind. But, I didn't think I could live with the guilt
and shame, no matter how tempting her derriere seemed.
The following afternoon, I didn't hear any yelling from
my parents, so I assumed my mother was none the wiser.
Throughout the week, images of Kevin fucking my mom
kept popping into my mind. My lust for my mother was at
an all time high, getting stronger each day. I didn't
know what I was going to do. Since I was still a virgin
and without a girlfriend, my only means of release was
by whacking off. And after a while, that wasn't even
good enough to alleviate my appetite for her ass.
Finally, into the second week of my lust-fever, my
parents announced they were going out to a dance and
not to wait up for them. The mere thought she might
come back drunk again, had my hands trembling.
Why? Well, let's look at the facts: 1) unrestricted
access to her pussy and ass, 2) the risk of getting
caught was next to nil, seeing how my dad slept like a
log, and 3) repeat fucks as long as she remained drunk.
Those reasons alone made it easier to push aside the
guilt and shame I felt before. Of course, it makes
things easier when the little head calls all the shots.
After a couple of hours of some really bad T.V.
entertainment, I decided a little shuteye was in order
for tonight's debasement. It wasn't easy but I managed
to catch some z's before the jabber of my drunken
parents woke me up.
I glanced at the clock. It was 2:55 in the morning. I
knew I'd have to bide my time for another thirty
minutes before they got down to action. The onset of a
tight knot formed in the pit of my stomach as I thought
about what I was going to do to my mother. My dick
began to billow at the thought. I removed my pajamas to
make room for my turgid fuck stick. It was throbbing
painfully at this point. Precum coated the tip as
images of her meaty ass raced through my mind.
The clock showed more than half an hour had passed.
"It's now or never," I murmured. I knew I'd be going to
hell for this but to me, it was worth it. I left my
room with only a t-shirt and a naked cock slicing
through the air. When I reached their door, I placed my
ear against its cold surface and heard the familiar
sounds of snoring.
Very slowly, I turned the handle and opened the door.
They left the light on again. My mother was out cold
sleeping on her side facing away from me. She had on
one of dad's white t-shirts. Her smooth globes lay bare
to my hungry eyes. I tried to control my breathing
while her chest rose up, then down, as she slept
oblivious to my lustful needs.
I went down on my knees and threw the blanket off. Her
mouth-watering cheeks were no more than three inches
from my face. They looked so sexy I had no choice but
to reach out rub the palm of my hands over their warm
curves. I heard the pounding of my blood. All the while
reminding myself to breathe.
I stood up grasped my mother by the waist and pulled
her wide ass over the edge of the bed. She didn't even
stir. I moved her into the fetal position which forced
her ass to stick out.
Grabbing one of the many pillows she had thrown on the
floor. I placed it under my knees. Then, clutching her
ass, I spread her creamy cheeks apart and moved my
tongue into the crevasse of her ass. She had a sweaty
but faint underarm scent that kicked my lust up a
notch. My tongue sought out her ridged anus. Saliva
dripped into her rubbery pucker as I bore my tip in. I
pulled my head back to inspect my handiwork. Her
sphincter and cleft shone from my spit.
The twitch in my cock told me it was time. I picked up
the bottle of liquid KY that I brought with me and
squeezed out a good tablespoon on her rosy shit hole. I
began to slowly rub it around enjoying the feel of her
ridges under my fingertip. With another squeeze of the
bottle, I wormed my finger into her tight passage.
My mother blindly swat my face as I pulled out to the
nail. I applied another drop of lube and penetrated her
anus again but this time with two fingers. I sawed
while my mother's legs scissored up and down as she
tried to escape the feeling of being anally violated.
Her soft cheeks twisted and squirmed as she attempted
to dislodge my fingers from her sexy bottom.
With only a few ounces of the lube left, I lathered my
turgid fuck stick. Then I pried her top cheek apart and
placed my swollen knob against her spongy anus, testing
the strength of its elasticity. Feeling no resistance,
I split her sphincter. The muscles of her rectum
clamped around my dick. I moaned in pleasure, she
moaned in pain.
I gave one hard thrust and buried my pole to the hilt.
She gasped awake. I was overwhelmed by her searing heat
to care at that point. "Please . . . Bob. Honey, you're
too big for my bottom. I can't--" She dropped her head
on the pillow. By this time if my father didn't awake
to sounds of his son fucking his wife of 25 years, he
was never going to.
Feeling I was about to cum--what else do you expect
from a virgin--I clutched her bulging hip in my hands
and really began to lay into her. With three strokes
left in me, on the final plunge, my mushroom head burst
open spurting rope after rope of milky white semen into
her bowels. I professed my undying love to her while
tears of joy stained my face. My nut sack contracted
sending more of my splooge into her colon.
There was a moment where I thought I might black out--
her as felt that good. I removed my dick and marveled
at my mom's gaping shit chute. If that doesn't make a
man horny, I don't know what will. My dick was covered
in lube, semen, and streaks of shit. Just the sight of
it blew me away. The reality of fucking your own mother
is nothing like the fantasies I harbored. Fucked out
and ready to call it a night, I grabbed a couple of
tissues and wiped her crack. After I was done, I kissed
each cheek before kissing her good night.
Again, my mother never suspected a thing if you can
believe that. She must've felt my cum sliding out her
ass as she took a leak. Maybe she did know something
was up but was keeping quiet about it. Who knows? All I
can say is, if I never have to move out of my parent's
house, I'll be one happy man.
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P. S. A few months after that incident, I managed to
snap a picture of my mother's ass as she begged who she
thought was my father, to fuck her good and hard. Her
cheeks and sphincter are wet in this photo because I
just finished eating her out. If you want to see her in
all her glory, just drop me a line.
The End
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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