Me first.

exclusive right of experience, I get to tell my tale first. My version goes first, my side, which of path, is the set news report. In all fairness, will let Gregg try and assure his side after I am done. Just continue it in mind though that there are many inconsistencies when you consider youth.

Which brings us to the story.

Always considered myself sexual, just did not necessarily act on my look though and as time passed my sense of importunity in missing my needs escalated. Thankfully that clip did take place otherwise Gregg would have still been in diaper if I had not held back.

But I did.

Really do not observe it requirement to divulge my true age, but will let on that I am closer to forty than I am to thirty. Just to give you an idea how yearn I have been patient.

Not that I am a virgin or anything, heck that was gone well before I graduated from High school day. In fact, have been married a twain of times and just kicked the third base to the kerb, so to speak. Even have a couple of kids'…teenagers of all things.

And fortunately have had the wondrous experience of having animation foresighted Quaker. One of which is Katie. Even though Katie had ran off and got married to a calling Army guy ( can not blame her, he was the most handsome guy I ever have seen in the flesh ), which took her away from me.

Thankfully, Katie came back and with her, she brought her son Gregg.

The kickoff time I saw him, he had to be all of ten eld old or so and the initial sensing was that he was a knock off of his Dad. You could just visualize what he was going to mature into.

So when Katie finally did affect back, just a few blocks away too, Gregg was fifteen and my intuition was discipline. Gregg was well on his way to becoming a man. In fact, I was quite shocked by his male behavior, both in flesh and attitude.

Something stirred inside of me and actually wondered as to whether there would be enough time in the delta of our old age to cross paths. The thought was tantalizing.

It could have been conscious, but believe it was more subconscious due to finally having my advantageously friend, Katie, back in close proximity that had me visiting their home more than even my immediate family over the next few years…with assertion of intent on seeing Gregg's forward motion in life.

Katie more than than once mentioned that she could verify I visually concentrated on Gregg at times with the scrutiny of a wolf eyeing a plump lamb.

Katie understood me better than most, and even if it was her son that was garnering my care, she knew that to dispute me would make me more determined. So she would patronage me by pointing out how her son was developing into humanness but not shut to some of my conquests that Katie knew about.

Being a psychologist for the topical anaesthetic school system allowed me to see right through her attempts. In fact, if anything, Gregg was becoming more appetizing due to her deflecting.

When Katie offered that Gregg had a girlfriend and eluded that he was being sexual with her, she passed it on as if this would be a deterrent to my intentions ( as she was well cognizant ).

Not even close, my thought on the subject was that Gregg at least would ingest an idea as to the geography of a female body.

Then something happened that triggered a mother wit of urging within me to pounce.

Katie had confided in me that she had inadvertently came across her son in a passionate embrace…not with his girlfriend, but what appeared to be his girlfriend's mother !

She was not one hundred percent sure because she was driving at the time and when she turned the vehicle around, Gregg and what looked like his girlfriend's mother were gone.

Katie's curio to know for sure was greater than her fear of me being a predator and her son being the target of my appetence. So she confided in me to help her uncovering out.

By now Gregg had grown up and in this state was considered legal intimate attendant, he had filled out slightly, and even needed to shave almost daily. So the delta was at a point where it was at the aright place and now at the rightfulness prison term with the circumstances.

My car was being serviced at a local anesthetic service department and instead of Katie driving me, I suggested that Gregg repulse me and I would see what I could get hold out. She agreed.

Since I had just gotten off of work, I still had on my conservative attire which consisted of a mid thigh skirt and a button blouse that was the pinnacle of reserve. Fortunately I had an ingrained science in turning a pig's ear into a silk purse. So when Katie called Gregg down to take me, I slipped into the bath and quickly rearranged my closet. My bra went into my purse, opened up the top three buttons of my blouse exposing a great stack of cleavage, and adjusted my skirt hem an inch or so higher…made my panties disappear too.

When I walked over to Gregg, I could see that Katie was realizing my intent. Her eyes fixated on my hardening nipples as they responded to Gregg's wanton stare. Katie was second-guessing her request for my help.

Did not give her the time to stop me, grabbed Gregg by the elbow and pointed him towards the door.

When we pulled out of the driveway, I made sure that part of my chest was in full panorama to him as he scanned across me in a vain attack to feign he was watching for traffic as he turned the car. The momentaneous hesitation confirmed to me that he liked what he saw.

"So Gregg how is your girlfriend ?"I started as sublimely as possible.

"Uh…fine I guess"

"And her mother ?"

Gregg's headspring spun instantly towards me a look of confusion on his face.

"Hey…just asking. piffling shuttlecock told me that you two might be close…err ... real secretive ”. I let out a giggle towards the end.

"Uh…who told you THAT ? ”, Gregg said with more than a little indignation.

"Does it count ? Really like the melodic theme that you are attracted to more ripen cleaning woman ”, my vocalization fading into seductive tone.

Gregg slowly looked at me, my lips forming a seductive smiling ; raised one eyebrow while my finger's breadth slowly pulled my blouse open slightly. His eyes followed my finger as he noticeably gulped.

"Then again…maybe someone like me is not as attractive to you."as the words came out of my sassing I knew that was bullshit, was a mid 9 from richly schooltime on, maybe dropped to a 7 around the prison term my two female child were born, but now in my late thirties, I had to be a solid 8 or higher.

"Uh…yea right Molly…Jeez, you know every guy in the way has to chequer you out."

"Really ?"I feigned surprisal,"You too ? Do you turn back your aunt molly out ? Do you Gregg ?"my vocalisation now completely flirtatious as I opened my blouse a pilus more, my powerful breast almost completely visible from his Angle, another column inch and my teat would be hanging out.

Gregg swallowed hard as his middle focused in anticipation of my exposing my aright tit.

"Well ? Do you ?"I would go no further until he responded, believe he knew this.

"Uh…uh…god damn it auntie Molly…I am not supposed to…. you're…uhm, you have know me since I was born."He was obviously fighting some imaginary emotions,"Yes…yes, I am a guy, how can I not ?"

"You can't…the bulge in your pants gives you away…so tell apart me the the true, did you do it with your girlfriends mom ?"

He looked down at his crotch and then closed his center for a endorse to guard off embarrassment."Do what ?"quietly came out of his mouth as if he knew what was next.

"Did you hump your girlfriends mom ?"My feeling was blunt.

"Oh for Christ interest aunty Molly…you won't stop will you ? YES…YES, I FUCKED Ashley's mom…are you felicitous ?"He was being indignant again.

"Not entirely…but thanks for the honesty"

"What else ? What else will satisfy you ?"He started indignant but trailed off as he saw that I had twisted in the passenger posterior, my ramification spread just enough. He zeroed in on my exposed, neatly shaved vagina.

"Hopefully when you fuck this"I grabbed his disengage hired man and shoved it between my legs.

The timing was perfect…the next drive was to my house. I nodded my head in that direction.

"But…but…you're…"He was struggling to get the words out, his internal secretion rushing, his wit trying to come to handle with the reality…his fingers unconsciously separating the folds of my now wet cunt.

I nodded again…he pulled into the driveway.

Figured not to give him a probability to second-guess, as soon as I closed the door behind me I placed his hand into my blouse. A big"O"formed with his lips as my mitt reach for his belt, my prepare, receive hands had his gasp down to his ankles in seconds…it was my turn to be surprised.

Gregg's rigid strong cock was all of seven…probably closer to eight inches long ; my hand did not even get close to encompassing that hunk of marrow. As I slid my hand down it's length and cupped his balls in the medallion of my hired hand, his shaft covered most of my forearm, completely hiding my wrist.

I needed that cock…right now…not that it was the longest, maybe the thickest though, but never in my xxxvii years do I remember the combination in perfect proportion.

Having it attached to my best protagonist kid was just icing on the cake.

Had all of Gregg's wearing apparel off by the time we made it up the stairs, did not even take the time to close my bedchamber door. Spun him around and pushed him backwards onto the bed, while lifting my blouse over my caput. Stepped out of my skirt as I climbed onto his torso, never even bothering to discard my three-inch high heels.

Do not know if Gregg was reacting in self-protection or it was intentional but his men clasped on to both my tits as I leaned forward to strive between us to grasp his stopcock and aim it towards the proper direction.

Taking that huge bulbous head of his rooster, I slithered against my soaking wet labia…lubricating as lots as I could on my intended assault when its head slowly facing pages my opening night. No doubt…this is one that I was going to feel…one my eubstance was going to consume to learn to accommodate.

In my lustfulness, almost forgot that it was attached to somebody until I felt Gregg buck his pelvic arch up in an endeavour to take a leak a force broad entry.

Placed my hand on his miserable abdomen pushing him back down,"No…easy…take your time"I almost whispered.

Gregg just grunted, but he also relaxed.

I got about a third gear of his cock into me…it was my number to pant, then a bit more…a groan emitted from my throat.

Then all the way…. felt as if I was giving birth in reverse, my body pushing in every focal point centered within my vaginal tract…god damn…. this thing was filling.

I moved up, the girth of his putz causing my cunt to clamp as I pulled up, and then settled back down…all the way to the depth of my interior. The turncock actually forcing against my stomach that moved against my dresser diaphragm causing an nonvoluntary dispersal of air from my lungs.

There was no way this was going to be slow, gentle fuck…just absolutely no way, my soundbox needed it and needed it now. My body automatically oscillated and thrust up and down, any pretense of reserve completely gone…Gregg began meeting my thrusts with his…driving that cock hard into me, expelling huge gasp from my lungs.

Did not even require to reach under and rub my clit…did not have to…my impending sexual climax was well past the point of no return.

I lost it on the next common thrust…just one thrust before that cock released a emphatic watercourse of hot liquid into the bowels of my uterus.

The stream so forceful and cutting I thought for a minute he might take just peed in me…but no…it was the youthful force of ejaculation…the realization sending me back over the top again.

My body slowly recovered from inadvertent spasms as our poke dissolved into pocket-size oscillations and my brain began functioning again.

Our mutual cum leaking minuscule as the thickness of his cock along with the clasping action of my cunt sealed most inside.

My god I thought, this is heaven…not only the devious, perverted thought of fucking my best booster son, or the fact I was just fucked by a young man twenty years my junior, but the combination of both of those and the physical property of an oversize hammer filling every nook and cranny of my cunt along with the over the top exuberance of my partner.

Did not want to pull off, the feeling of that cock filling me, the concept of as long as it is in me, it belongs to me.

My years of education within my vocation rushed to the head, Gregg's peaceful lack of resistance, his open ebullience once engaged, …no, I did not demand to physically hold this turncock captive…it was mine for the taking.

I rolled off of him, the absence seizure of his cock allowing a chill rush of air to fulfill the void it left.

Lying on my side against him, my head propped up by one handwriting and the early caressing his chest, then his toilsome abdomen…down to his rig soft, but still blood engorged penis.

His eye were wish languid pools of weewee on a still night reflecting the maven, I could not resist, I placed my backtalk on his, his response was mutual to mine…a warm, passionate, yet reserved embrace. This was one of the few clip we would ever have an equate acknowledgement of a lustful act. It was time for me to start acting on my intuition.

I rubbed his cock…kneaded his testicles…traced his scrotum. Youth has many virtues, none though as crucial as physical recovery. I could actually feel the blood course into his cock.

"So Gregg…can I assume that you have been fantasying about fucking your auntie Molly ?"Whispering in his ear as I tugged on his cock.

"Uh…yes"was his short response.

"How bad did you want me ? Did you masturbate at the thought ? Do you believe you would have done anything to ingest this luck ? Just did not know how ?"His cock was becoming a John Rock from my touch.

"Uhmm….really, really bad….I…I…almost every night…I would…jerk…uh…yeah, I would feature done anything"he was tentative in his reaction trying to gauge my reaction.

I petted the length of his cock a couple sentence and then pulled my hired hand away as it jerked upward.

"wellspring then, maybe we should hold back this decently now…since you WOULD have done anything ”, I emphasized the"would ”.

An almost decided pleading grammatical construction formed across his face as his intemperately rooster bounced against his humiliated abdomen.

"No…no…I…Molly…"

Cutting him off,"aunty Molly…call me Aunt molly ”.

"Aunt Molly…I…no…I do not want this to stop…anything…what do I need to do ?"

Just have intercourse it when a program comes together. I sat up in high spirits, one of my tits resting on his upper arm.

"You will do ANYTHING ?"emphasizing"anything"as if this was to be verbal contract bridge signed with his soul.

"Yes…yes, I will do anything for us not stop…I have dreamed of us…err of you since I can remember…no, I do not want to stop…anything to…"Got him, hook bank line, and sinker.

I rubbed his tool, it immediately responded,"Ok…lets try this ”.

Sitting up I spun my torso around and straddled his foreland between my thighs.

The look on his boldness was priceless, whether it was surprise or the realization that he was about to get a mouthful of well-fucked cunt.

Did not want him to be too intimidated so I picked his hammer up and deform forward licking the heading lightly. His dead body jerked…a confident response as I settled my cummy cunt onto his face.

His tongue seemed tentative at first…but then started to get more fast-growing.

I moaned when he finally inserted his knife deep into me. Rocking back and sitting up right with my full exercising weight centered on his mouth.

A circuitous spark crackled through my brain….I internally squeezed sharing the germ he deposited in me, back to him.
I relish this position…love to be eaten out after good fucking. Most men are turned off by the very thought…I do not give a shit, I like it.

I rubbed my gash back and forth…Gregg's tool laying across his tummy stretched to the maximum…it went from it's base over the top of his belly out button and did not end to almost the apex of his sternum.

Amazing…why the fuck didn't Katie secern me about this…bitch was trying to hide a secret. That would have been against our life-time long pact. No secrets.

Gregg was back to sucking the muck out of my hole…a humourous view flashed in my head.

arrival over to my nightstand, found my earphone, could not help oneself myself…took a picture of Gregg's arduous cock and texted it to Katie.

Fifteen bit or so later, I was again on the wand of orgasm…the buzz of the phone triggered me, knowing it was a reply from Katie. Who's son was about to experience the benefit of my orgasm on his face.

Fucking deviously delicious as I came all over him…the eye of his hammer bubbling out copious total of pre-cum…as a great deal as I wanted to mount that shaft again, I had to restrain myself…needed to answer to my phone.

Katie had text,"What the roll in the hay !"

Not a"who"…for sure enough she knew.

I texted,"Where you keeping it a secret ? Is there something else you are hiding from me ?"

"No, damn it. It was none of your business sector. He is my kid for Jesus sake."

"What does that have to do with it ? Remember our pact ?"

"That was long time ago. Where is he right now ?"Her anger was manifest even in a text.

Contemplating my reception another devious mentation hit me and rolled over on the bed while turning Gregg between my thighs. Perfect placement, my legs were spread, Gregg's nose was buried in the pitcher's mound above my pussy, the shiny combined cum glistening on his face from the sun streaming in behind me.

I smiled at Gregg as if to approve of him continuing…he did and I snapped another picture.

Before sending it to Katie, I wrote,"He is right wing here ”.

Took a few minutes for her to respond,"God damn it…you better not fuck him"

"Too late…already did that once, will have it away him again pretty soon. Do you want to find out ?"

"shag you !"

"He will"

"If you do, it will end our friendly relationship"…this made me stop over for a second.

"You broke our treaty"…deflecting it back to Katie.

Gregg had no idea as to what I was doing with his mother.

Which now prompted activeness, pulling Gregg up between my peg allowing him to show respect for my body as he gently kissed my tum and made his way to my tits.

The headspring of his cock plied between my waiting cunt back talk. Again, slow soft poke allowed for my vagina to hold that thickset toilsome cock.

This screw was totally controlled, even though we were in a missionary position, I managed to control the full movement, savoring a slow contained fuck session.

Even when I heard my kidskin come noisily into the house, I did not stop nor increase the cadence of our fucking…I was determined to show Gregg the importance of his endeavor over outside distractions.

I whispered in his ear,"Just retain fucking me…you said anything, I am the only individual you need to satisfy ”.

Just then the sleeping room door slammed and my fourteen-year-old daughter, Sadie, made sure that her long dozen yr old Sister, Megan could listen her,"Mom is in her way GETTING FUCKED AGAIN ”.

Some day I will have to talk to her about her mouth.

My rhythm increased….Gregg started to hurl forcefully….ten mo later he surged and his okra plant catapulted into me. I was right behind him.

Let him view his breath as I rubbed him gently on the side of his head. He looked lovingly up and his face still had the lustre of his early endeavor of cleaning me.

It would be added to. I guided his capitulum back down between my wooden leg and he immediately went to shape servicing me.

Sadie's head popped through the open crack of my door…she hesitated while staring at the back of Gregg's caput as he aggressively licked and sucked at my cunt.

She looked up and I smiled while she shook her foreland and closed the door again.

I was finally done and had Gregg disengage, he made a move towards the john, but I stopped him. Told him I wanted him to wear the answer of actions home.

He looked a little confused.

"I want you to show your mother ”.

"Uhmm…what ? My mother ?"Gregg was really confused.

"Yeah…your mother. Tell her I said, thanks ”. This was a directive not a suggestion.

"But…"

"Do you ever want to do this again ?"then I added,"You agreed to anything, recollect ”.

"Yeah…I guess…but she will get angry, won't she ?"

This was the time to vary the story of the bailiwick, prison term for some psychological manipulation.

"What do you think of your Mother ? I mean not necessarily as your mother, but a woman, a female person ?"Gregg was standing following to the bed and I was absentmindedly playing with his now flaccid well-used cock. He is going to suffer to be trained for stamina…some other sentence, I guess.

"Uh, you mean the way she acts or looks ”.

"First, do recall she is attractive"My barren mitt waved down my body. I know mine is pretty good, my"C"cup breasts do not sag much at all and my waist is not more than an inch larger than it was when I was in my early mid-twenties before kids. Katie, though athletic, had smallish perky breasts, maybe"B"cup at most and she was a tad wider on the bottom than top. I know my figure is a 36-25-35 and if I would guess hers, she is just the opposite…with maybe a 26-inch waist.

"Uh…yeah…she is attractive…for a mom ”.

"I'm a mom…don't forget ”.

"Yeah…but you are really hot…I mean…"

"Would your mom be hot if she was not your mom ? Has any of your buddies ever said anything about your mom maybe being hot ?"

Gregg thought for a second as my hand continued to work on his putz, it again was filling with blood.

"Yeah, I guess…couple of my friend have called her a MILF ”.

Knew what that meant but wanted him to say it,"What do you mean by MILF ”.

"Uh…a mom I like to fuck"he looked to the slope when he said it.

I let out a little laughter and gave his cock a tug,"I'm a mom, and you seem to wish nookie me…does that counting ?"

A large grin formed across his look as he nodded,"Oh yeah ! I still can't believe it…oh my ”.

A newsbreak of superbia flushed through me has my thumb rubbed over the eye of his outsize cock head.

"So…your friends would like to fuck your mom…how do you feel about that, since it is obvious you like fucking ma ”. Getting the conversation refocused.

"A well, uhm…if it wasn't my mom…err…I guess it would be ok ”. ethical motive was still rearing its head in his thought process.

"Listen to me…completely have the"my"away from mom, close your center and visualize her as Katie…in a string Bikini ”. He closed his eyes and from the stiffening of his cock, I could feel I was on the properly track.

"Keep your eyes closed and visualize her naked…the pert tits, her acrobatic figure, she keeps her pubic area completely shaved."Had to throw this in as inaugural, it was true, and second to distinguish from mine…I hold on most of mine shaved but leave a small-scale amount on my mound…I have a sinister reason…so it can be seen under my bikini bridge deck as a tease.

Gregg's cock was now at broad staff.

I feigned surprise,"Whoa, big boy…if I am not mistaken, I would opine that you would like to fuck YOUR mother."Emphasis was on"your ”, on purpose.

"Uh…uh…but you said not to call up of her as my…mother."He stammered in a way that belied his feels of guilt.

His peter started to relent almost immediately. I tugged at it and then bent towards it and licked the end.

Laughing,"yes, I did…but you know what I do for a living and can read the underlying subject matter ”.

"What do you mean ?"he was now nervous and his cock was like Jell-O in my deal, all the conflicting emotions, mostly of guilt were reflected in his now flaccid dick.

"It means…like virtually young men that have an attractive mother, they have latent fancy of fucking their mother. Proven fact…it is nothing to be ashamed of."

He wanted to say something, something to forefend or discard my statement, but it was obvious that he knew I was actually correct.

"But, I would never…I mean…"

"Why ?"I interrupted,"Never say never ”.

"Because, she is my mom…it just would not be right."Gregg was almost indignant, yet there was a hint of confusion as if he wanted validation to his opinion process.

He wasn't getting it from me.

I stood up and snap up my silk kimono, wrapping it around my body. Gregg looked around and realized that his clothes were still at the tush of the stairs.

I just smiled and looked up and down his naked form, nodding in blessing as shyness caused him to attempt to cover his pecker with his hand.

I walked over and pulled his custody away.

"Through out history there have been continuous incidents of mothers and their son's having sexual relationship, it is beau monde that regulates the More. Not person ”.

"Are you saying that it is ok to get these feelings about my own female parent ?"

"Absolutely, it is absolutely normal for you to require to do it your mother."

"Do you have to say it that way ?"he said in an almost pleading voice.

"Is there another way to say it ? assure me that you would care to fuck your mother…I want to hear you say that, it is absolutely normal."This was the bridge I wanted him to go over.

"Err…Uh…Jeez…do I have to ?"

I leaned up against him, my nipples poking through the silk of my Kimono against his shoulder, my hand sliding down to get the picture his cock. ‘ Yes…you have to ”.

"I would like to fuck my mother ”. He coughed it out…mission accomplished.

"Good boy…breathe out and close your eyes…think of caressing your mother's naked body…of your phallus slowly pushing into her wet, fond vagina"I could feel his stopcock stiffen immediately.

My hand moved back and forth on his shaft and it was only a affair of consequence before he would be spraying his cum into clear air. I thought of either quickly taking him into my mouth or laying down and spreading my peg and fucking him…but a more sinister thought over rally both actions.

I stopped and backed away…turning him towards me ; his shaft totally engorged a wanton smell pleading for release on his face.

Then he transferred to a confound look as if asking why I was stopping.

"This is not for me…as a good deal as I am tempted, it is for your female parent, not me ”.

"But…but…"

I put my hand up,"You said, anything, adjust ?'

He nodded affirmative.

"Then figure out a way to sleep together your mother…and then we will go on from there ”.

He was shell-shocked…totally caught off guard.

"Seriously ?"

"Yep…dead serious…she already knows about us, and she knows what she would be getting"I showed him the pictures on my phone ... the blood first drained from his face and then rushed back in.

I walked directly in straw man of him, realizing that I still had my eminent blackguard on this all time and just know noticing that he was still taller than me by an inch or so. Since I am five foot eight inch tall in my bare invertebrate foot, my three inch heels made me a tad over 5'11"…Gregg had to be over six feet.

Perfect…I kissed him full on the oral fissure, he responded almost immediately, my Kimono opened and out bare consistency molded together, his prick again rising between us. Thought about another hassle on the bed, but no, had to direct him on his deputation first.

Katie would not moderate a grudge against me for long once the guilt of her soon to be incestuous involvement was accomplished.

I broke the embracement and told Gregg to get going, he looked at me pensively.

"Ah…my clothes are down stairs…the young lady ”. He said as if I was supposed to do something.

"So…you'll get over it. I am sure they will get a gripe out of it ”.

He quietly left the room as if he was going to sneak down unnoticed.

They must cause been waiting for him.

I heard Sadie,"Holy shit ! flavour at the size of that rooster ! Did you get a picture Megan ?"

"Yup…multiple one, expert thing you moved his cloths. Who would have thought that our Mom would be banging her best friends son and that he would have such a big prick !"Megan said as I heard the front door slam.

Have to jazz my girls…there is nil we hide from each other.

When I came down the stair, both of them gave me the thumbs up and Sadie kept saying,"Details…we need details".