rom: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Horny Mom (Mf, cons) [1/2]
Date: 20 Mar 1996 20:57:06 GMT

			      Horny Mom
			       Part One

	Hi, my name is Michele. I'm a thirty-eight year old divorced
white female.

	Basically I'm writing to share the hottest sexual encounter
I've ever experienced. While I have changed the names of some of the
persons, the events are completely true. Let me start by describing
myself. I'm 5'6," tall, 140 lbs with shoulder length brown hair and
green eyes. My measurements are 36-26-36. I have nice size tits (C-
cup), and while my ass is a bit big, it is firm and well rounded. I'm
no model but I am attractive and very sexually driven.

	As I mentioned, I am divorced and I have a sixteen year old
daughter Lori who is slender, attractive and well developed. This
story centers around events which happened about three months ago, but
I haven't been able to get out of by mind.

	Being a single mother, I balance a very busy schedule. I work
a full time seven to four job and exercise daily after work. Mix this
in with errands to the mall, grocery store, hair salon, etc., and I'm
usually not home `til after 6pm. My daughter is not nearly as busy.
Lori has always been quiet and shy, hanging out with two or three
friends she's had since elementary school, but that's about it, or so
I thought. About six months ago, Lori got her first real boyfriend, a
nice young man named Michael.

	Michael is a little over a year older than Lori, but a nice
kid, always polite, and always hanging out with good, clean kids.
Thus I never worried about him dating my daughter. Even when they went
on Friday and Saturday night dates, Michael and Lori were always home
by her curfew (1am).

	As far as my dating habits are concerned, I don't spend a lot
of time out with men. As I said, I have a very busy schedule.
However, I am very sexually driven, I LOVE TO FUCK! When I get the
chance, or when I'm feeling unbearably horny, I go out to one of the
local nightclubs and meet some guy for the sole purpose of getting
screwed.

	While I haven't had a `steady' boyfriend in about a year, I've
fucked sixteen different guys over that time. When I'm not out
`hunting cock' I have a nice collection of dildo's, vibrators, porno
magazines, and movies to entertain myself. Simply put, despite my
schedule, I cum almost daily, with or without someone else.

	Anyway, it is a combination of pure coincidence and my horny
nature that led to the following events. About a month ago, I left
work a little early , not feeling well, and went straight home. I
always call my daughter before I leave work to see how she's doing or
how school was. Since I wasn't feeling well, I neglected to call.
Anyway, as I pulled up to the house, I noticed Michael's car out
front. I thought it a bit unusual, but brushed it off as I want
inside. Entering the house, I heard no noises and proceeded to walk
around, looking for Lori or Michael, but neither were to be found. I
figured they must have went for a walk or to a friends house. I went
into my bedroom and began undressing. We live in a nice two bedroom
house, with my bedroom facing the back yard.

	While undressing, I caught a glimpse in the mirror; a
reflection from out back. I turned and started toward the window,
stopping in utter shock as the reflection I saw unfolded. My daughter
lay completely nude on one of our lawn chairs set up in ankle deep
grass in our back yard.

	Surrounded by bushes and trees, there is no way a
neighbor could see what was happening, and I had to strain from the
far angle of my window, but the scene before me was clear. Lori
lay naked on her back fingering herself with both hands.
Suddenly Michael appeared from around the corner of the house, also
naked, with a tremendous hard-on. I always thought of Michael as being
cute, but never had I imagined him like this. He was well-hung!

	Better than a lot of guys I'd had. Michael approached my
daughter, and my first instinct was to put a quick and final end to
their encounter... but I didn't move. I don't know if it was the
excitement or embarrassment, but I just stood and watched.

	Michael kneeled before my daughter and buried his face between
her legs. From the expressions on Lori's face, she was enjoying every
lick. Michael's head bobbed up and down between her thighs.

	Every couple minutes, he would raise his head for a quick
breath and in that instant, I could see Lori's juices glistening off
his face in the late afternoon sun. Again, my immediate thoughts were
to stop them, but my own sexual desires began to take over.

	With my heart beating faster and my breaths becoming shorter,
I began to feel that familiar wetness between my legs. Almost by
instinct, I removed my bra, rapidly slipped off my skirt and panties,
and began rubbing my own pussy as I watched them intently.

	Michael continued eating out my daughter, an event which
lasted only a few minutes longer as Lori began bucking in orgasm,
covering Michael's face with her pussy juice. Michael proceeded to kiss
his way up from between Lori's legs, across her trim belly and up to
her breasts. Lori pert nipples pointed skyward in full erection and
were rapidly engulfed by Michael's probing tongue. Michael alternated
between licking, sucking and nibbling on my daughters tits for several
minutes. Suddenly, Lori let out a muffled cry and grabbed Michael's
head with both hands, forcing his face to hers. Lori's tongue rapidly
lapped across his face... apparently my daughter enjoyed the taste of
her own cum!

	A few moments later, I finally got a good long look at
Michael's dick. His cock proudly pointed skyward, the tip nearly
reaching his navel, his hairy balls tightly hung beneath, and the skin
taughtly pulled away from the large red crown of his MAGNIFICENT
looking cock. Michael helped my daughter roll over onto her hands and
knees, rubbed her crotch for a moment, and slowly drove his cock
inside of Lori. Lori closed her eyes, lifted her head, and let out a
muffled gasp of pleasure as Michael begin pumping her. In no time, the
pace had quickened from a slow, deliberate screw to a pounding,
unabated fuck. Lori lowered down onto her elbows, allowing her tight
young ass to perch higher in the air.

	Her tits swayed as she wiggled her ass in unison with
Michael's thrusts. Every few moments, Michael would reach forward,
grab one of Lori's tits, and pinch or pull on her hard nipples. All
the while, I hungrily serviced myself. Three fingers rapidly worked my
sopping, horny puss, and I didn't hesitate to suck one of my own tits,
gently nibbling on my own big hard nipples.

	As I approached orgasm, Michael began altering pace. He
briefly slowed, then proceeded to pump several hard, deep, purposeful
thrusts into Lori. Michael then pulled out, grabbed his cock with one
hand, and with a few rapid strokes began cumming all over Lori's back
and ass. Creamy white gobs of cum shot from his dick like water from a
fire hose. I'll never forget the look of his dick pumping hot cum onto
my daughter. Several full, white loads streaked my daughters back from
the crack of her ass to her hair. Michael finished unloading onto
Lori, and placed his hands upon his hips. His cock glistened with
moisture in the afternoon sun. Exhausted, Lori's knees collapsed and
she lay motionless for several minutes. Michael disappeared around the
corner for a moment, but returned with a towel and wiped Lori's back.

	Shortly, they both began to dress.

	Needing immediate relief, I rapidly fingered myself to a
powerful orgasm, stopping only to lick my own pussy juice. I closed
the mini blinds, quickly dressed, and intentionally made noise to
allow Lori and Michael to hear me as they reentered the house. A few
moments later, they entered through the back door. "Is that you mom?"
I heard my daughter say in a controlled but noticeably worried voice. I
replied and proceeded to walk out and meet them. I betrayed no
knowledge of what they had done, and carried on like nothing happened.
I went on to explain that I'd just gotten home, and I'd left work
early because I wasn't feeling well. I didn't mention the fact that I
now felt just fine!

	Soon, Michael and Lori relaxed, obviously feeling they had
gotten away with their little fuck session.

	The pure sexual thrill of what I'd witnessed became an
obsession.

	For several days, all I thought about was Michael's big dick
impaling my daughter. It drove me wild. At work, I would feel the
juices build up inside me and finger myself vigorously in the bathroom
to relieve the pressure. Still, I wanted to see more.

	One day, in the hopes of catching another show, I decided to
leave work early.

	As I drove up to the house, I saw Michael's car outside. I
parked several houses away, and walked home. Instead of entering the
house, I walked along the side yard and peered into the back yard,
hoping to catch a glimpse or hear a muffled moan of pleasure. I was
not disappointed.

	While I saw neither Michael or Lori, I did see their clothes
in a pile. I proceeded to enter the house and returned to my bedroom.
Again from the corner, Michael and Lori were fucking. My heart raced
as I reached under my skirt and removed my already moist panties. I
finger fucked myself to the pace of Michael's dick fucking Lori's
mouth. Lori sat on her knees, holding Michael's ass with both hands as
he slowly pumped his dick in and out of her mouth.

	Michael's face was contorted with pleasure as Lori sucked his
bone hard cock. God, I was addicted! I couldn't tear my eyes away, and
only my own uncontrolled moans of pleasure as I powerfully came drew
me back to what was happening. I was addicted to watching my daughter
fuck her boyfriend!

	As perverted as it sounds, it was true. Yet, I felt no guilt,
no embarrassment; only exhilaration and pleasure. I intently
watched Michael buck faster and finally and unleash his load into
Lori's mouth. Some ran out, but my daughter did an admirable job
of sucking down her boyfriends cum. Obviously, my daughter inherited her
appreciation for the taste of cum from me!

	As they finished, I hurried out the door, went to my car, and
carefully drove off, only to return home at my normal time.

	This practice became a regular event. I adjusted my work
schedule to take lunch around two in the afternoon. Since I live only
a short way from work, this gave me ample time to go home, watch Lori
and Michael fuck, finger myself to orgasm, and return to work. Once,
maybe twice a week, I'd drive by, see Michael's car out front (the
telltale sign they were probably screwing) and sneak in to watch them.
I enjoyed every minute, but soon felt myself wanting more. Watching
was great, but I wanted that dick.

	I wanted to feel his hard cock between my boobs, in my mouth
and in my pussy. I wanted to lick his balls, suck his cock, and taste
his cum. My mind pondered ways to live my fantasy. I thought about
just walking in and `catching' them fucking and somehow using it as an
excuse to get Michael. I thought of somehow setting up Michael to
`accidentally' see me nude. I even though of walking out and joining
him and my daughter! However, I decided on a more simple and direct
approach.

	One weekend, Lori and Michael were watching TV and I was just
finishing cleaning the kitchen. I asked them if they'd like to go to
lunch, all three of us, my treat. They both agreed and we hopped into
the car. On the way to the Chinese restaurant we settled on, I decided
to stop and get gas. I asked Lori to go out and pay. I handed Lori $10
and as she left, Michael volunteered to pump the gas. "I know you love
to pump things Michael," I said with a stern look on my face. "I know
what you and Lori do in my back yard... I've seen the both of you, and
I'm not the least bit happy about it." Michael looked ashen and begin
to murmur some sort of explanation. "I don't want to hear it nor do I
want to hurt my daughter. Don't tell her a word of what I know until I
figure out what to do about this. I guarantee you will never see my
daughter again if you mention a word of this conversation to her, got
it?" By the look of fear and confusion on Michael's face, I knew I had
delivered my lines perfectly. Needless to say, lunch was a bit
subdued. Shortly after we got back from lunch, Michael made an excuse
to go home.

	Lori seemed a bit upset, but not suspicious that Michael left
so early (about 3 pm). Now that I had Michael off balance, I figured I
would have to get him alone in order to `scare' him into fucking me.
The opportunity arose sooner than I thought.

	A couple hours later, Lori finished a phone conversation and
pronounced she was going out with some friends. "What about Michael?"
I asked. "He's got things to do all night. I guess I'll see him
tomorrow."

	After confirming with my daughter that she'd be out late, I
figured this was the golden opportunity I needed. About half an hour
after she left, I phoned Michael's house. Michael answered and I
wasted no time taking the offensive.

	"Michael, this is Lori's mother Michele. I would like you to
come over here right now so I can speak to the both of you together."
"You told Lori?" ha asked. "Yes, and I think the three of us need to
talk." "Well, I guess I can make it over, I'll be there in a little
bit."

	While waiting for Michael, I changed into a pair of skimpy
thong panties and a tight black front clasping bra that really shows
off my cleavage. My heart was racing and my pussy was getting hot and
wet as the moment drew closer.

	Finally, I heard a knock at the door and went over to let
Michael in. I led Michael into the living room and sat next to him on
the couch. "Where's Lori?" he asked. "I sent her out. I want to speak
with you alone first." I was extremely nervous, but pressed on. Part
of me was worried he'd say no or tell someone.

	But I was confident that no teenage boy would turn down the
opportunity to get some pussy from an older woman. I was right!

From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Horny Mom (Mf, cons) [2/2]
Date: 18 Mar 1996 01:20:27 GMT

			      Horny Mom
			       Part Two

	"Michael, I'll be honest. I've watched you fuck my daughter on
several occasions. I've watched you fuck her on the top and on the
bottom. I've watched you fuck her doggie style. I've watched you fuck
her tits and fuck her mouth. I've watched you eat her pussy and I've
watched her suck your cock. Michael, I've watched you come all over my
daughter. I don't know how to handle this. I know what you feel.
Myself, I love to fuck. But I am a responsible adult. It's one thing
for adults to fuck like animals as you and Lori do, it's not ok for
children." Based on the growing hard-on in Michael's pants, my
`scolding' was getting to him. "Where did you learn all these nasty
ways to fuck Lori?"

	I asked. "I don't now, I guess I've seen them in magazines and
stuff...  Do you fuck other girls besides my daughter. Are you
passing diseases to my daughter?" "No, no... Lori and I were each
other firsts. I love your daughter, What we do is a symbol of love."
"No, the ways you fuck my daughter is not love, that is lust. There is
an important difference. Let me show you," I said. I proceeded to open
the top three buttons of my blouse, exposing a great deal of cleavage.
"You see this? Do you like it? Is it attractive to you? If you saw a
woman walking down the street like this would you check her out?"
"Yes," was all he murmured. I opened the remaining buttons and asked
Michael "Do you like what you see, do you lust after what you see?" A
nod was the only response as Michael's eyes remained fastened to my
tits. I proceeded to make my point and stood up, unzipped my skirt and
let it fall to the floor. Stepping away, I removed my blouse, pivoted
completely around, focused my eyes to him, and said "Do you lust after
me or love me?" "God, I lust after you like you wouldn't believe," he
replied. "Show me how much you lust after me Michael," I replied as I
unclasped my bra, exposing my big jiggling breasts and rock hard
nipples. Michael wasted no time pulling me atop him. He feverishly
began feeding on my tits, lapping each of my boobs with his hot, wet
tongue, then sucking the hard nipples into his mouth. He alternated
between sucking and nibbling, while massaging, flicking and pinching
my other tit.

	After a few minutes, he repeated the action on my other boob.
This boy/man was driving me wild with his booby action.

	As much as I was enjoying his tittie sucking, it was his cock I
had been lusting after and I couldn't wait any longer. I lowered myself
from Michael's mouth, unbuttoned his fly, unzipped his pants, and as
Michael lifted his ass, I pulled his pants and boxers down around his
ankles. His beautiful dick was fully hard and as I squeezed it, a bit
of pre-come escaped from the tip. I ran my tongue from his balls all
the way to the tip of his cock, wrapped my lips around the big red
head, and sucked as much cum out as I could. I continued giving
Michael a tongue bath, lapping along its entire length but primarily
focusing on the head as I gently caressed each of his hairy balls.
Michael's hands rested on my head, gently guiding my mouth to his
favorite pleasure spots, but I was in control. This boy was going to
succumb to MY wanton sexual needs. I began working on Michael's balls,
gently taking each into my mouth and rolling it around with the
greatest of care. Michael's cock throbbed with growing pleasure as I
focused on driving him to insane pleasure with my gently, but
commanding lips, tongue and mouth. I began rubbing Michael's dick
across my face, pushing it against my cheeks, under my chin, and
anywhere I could feel his intense heat, and smell the sexual
adrenaline of his penis. I then worked my flicking tongue to the very
base of his cock, below his balls, and began feverishly lapping and
sucking. Based on Michael's sudden bucking and enhanced moaning, I'd
obviously found a `pleasure' spot. I worked Michael's cock for maybe
twenty minutes, varying my pace to bring him close, but not all the
way to climax.

	Finally, we shifted positions, I lay on my back the length
of the sofa, and told Michael "stand above me and fuck my mouth. Fuck
it like a pussy." Michael wasted no time bringing his rigid cock to my
face, and I guided him to my watering mouth.

	Michael started with vigor, but I guided him to the proper
pace of long steady strokes. With each long, slow thrust, I would
flick my tongue across the base of the tip of his dick, then let his
rod proceed past, deep into my mouth. I love to deep throat a big
dick, and Michael's cock was the perfect size. My hands guided his
shaft and massaged his balls as Michael fucked my mouth like a
sopping, sucking pussy for a good ten minutes. His balls drew tighter
around the base of his cock and Michael attempted to pick up the pace.
However, I controlled his tempo as he approached orgasm. Michael began
gasping "I'm gonna cum baby, I'M GONNA CUM!" I held on to his cock as
Michael started shooting his teenage wad into my mouth. With shallow,
gently strokes, Michael unloaded a huge wad of thick creamy cum into
my mouth. No woman could have swallowed his load and after about two
gulps, I gave up trying and allowed it to run out of my mouth and down
my chin. Michael pulled away, his rock hard dick glistening with his
cum and my saliva. My jaw was sore, but my pussy was aching. Things
were just getting started!

	As I continued lying on the sofa, Michael wasted no time
diving to my pussy and began hungrily lapping my juices like an
obedient puppy. Michael began by sucking hard on my clit, and
feverishly worked his tongue between my lips and inside of me. He
spread my opening wide with his thumbs and masterfully fucked me with
his tongue.

	After a few minutes, I began to feel an orgasm building.

	I grabbed Michael's head with both hands and between yelps
of pleasure, panted "ohhh fuck, I'm coming, ohhh fuck yes! fuck
yes baby!" I had lost total control as I began a tremendous,
pulsing orgasm. Michael rubbed his face all over my pussy, a nd
probed deep with one, two, the three fingers. My bucking pussy grasped
his fingers with every pulse of my coming pussy, but he continued to
work my hairy muff like a master.

	After my orgasm began to subside, Michael again began tongue
fucking me, sucking juice out of my pussy and running his tongue all
around my thighs, down to my ass cheeks, back up above my clit, then
back to the opening of my pussy. He ate me like a fuck god and I
obliged by flooding his face with another load of my hot come.
Michael's face glistened with my pussy juices as he kissed his way up
to my tits and began probing his still rigid cock around my tunnel.

	Michael teased me with the tip of his dick, rubbing it against
my pussy. "How badly do you want it," he asked. "Oh fuck me Michael,
fuck me hard!" I panted. With a sudden hard thrust, he plunged his
cock DEEP inside of me. "OH FUCK YEA!" I screamed as his balls slapped
against me. Michael wasted no time arriving at a rapid, pounding pace.
He fucked me long, hard and fast. His cock drove deep within me on
every stroke, the thickness of his dick erotically stimulating the
inside of my pussy with each stroke. My juices provided the perfect
amount of lubricant to maintain his piston like pace. My hands
wandered across his back, squeezing and caressing his tight ass. I
nibbled and bit at his well defined chest as Michael focused on
fucking me like an animal.

	After a few moments, Michael began to slow down, grinding his
dick into me for maximum penetration. He was quiet, but I panted,
cooed, and talked like a whore. "Fuck my pussy with your monster cock
baby. Slap my box with your balls. Drive your dick into me like a fuck
god!" I couldn't control myself!

	To think, I was fucking a kid half my age. The same one whom I
had watched fuck my daughter! "Fuck me like you fuck Lori," I said. He
smiled and pumped me hard and fast again. His dick drove me wild as I
came yet again, but Michael was not finished.

	He had me roll off the couch and lean over the side. On my
knees, I waited with my ass facing him. Michael began by fingering my
well fucked pussy, the began teasing me with his dick again. "Let me
hear you beg baby. Beg for this dick, beg like a slut!" "Please give
it to me. Please baby I need it.

	Fuck me like a doggie the way you fuck my daughter." Michael
grabbed both sides of my ass and slowly slid his dick into me.

	He pushed as far as he could, then began grinding his dick,
rubbing his big balls against my ass. Michael fucked me with slow,
deep strokes for the longest time. "God your cock feels good. Just
keep fucking me!" I moaned endlessly as he filled my pussy like few
men had.

	As I approached yet another orgasm, Michael quickened his
pace. Suddenly he pulled out, rolled me over and down onto the floor,
and brought his soaked dick to my mouth. I began sucking his cock head,
tasting a musky sweet combination of his cum and my pussy juices. I
fingered myself with one hand and held h is big, beautiful cock with
the other. My hips rock back and for the in precision with my head
bobbing up and down on his dick. Michael timed things perfectly.

	As I began to come again, he shot his load into my mouth. I
couldn't handle it all. My own orgasm was driving me wild, and along
with the sensation of Michael's cumming dick, I lost control. His cock
popped out of my mouth and began spewing load after load of cum all
over my face, hair and tits.

	After about a dozen big spurts of hot, creamy white cum, his
dick stopped throbbing and he collapsed next to me.

	After lying together for a few moments, we headed for the
shower. The warm water along with Michael's hard dick brought me back
to a high level of horniness. I soaped up my palms and began cleaning
Michael's dick with both hands. His pole was rigid as I gently soaped
up his balls, shaft, and cock head. I reached down beneath his balls
and cleaned all the way back to his ass. Michael soaped and massaged
my tits, paying special attention to my big hard nipples. "Cum inside
of me," was all I had to say to get Michael to bend me over and fuck
me again.

	As if reaching over for the soap, I leaned over and grasped my
ankles. The hot water splashed off my neck, back, and ass as Michael
began fucking me. His strokes were long, hard and purposeful. Our fuck
lasted but a few minutes, but was as intense as it was nasty. I held
onto my ankles the entire time, moaning aloud and rocking my ass back
and forth as Michael impaled me. A short time later, his pace quickened,
he ground deep, and came inside of me with numerous spurts of cum. He
pulled out a moment later, and we finished showering. His cum dripping
down the inside of my legs a constant reminder of our fantastic fuck.

	Since, we have fucked, I continue to watch Lori and Michael do
each other. Michael knows when I am watching and always performs
exceptionally. Even though our bodies don't meet, I always enjoy a
tremendous orgasm. I hope to fuck him again, but even if I don't, I'll
always remember the time he fucked me just as good as he fucks my
daughter.