Shock and Awe…
By co-authors Phyllisroger

It was long ago or was it yesterday. Finally, after a long day it was time for some quietus and recreation…heavy on"recreation."My home plate was empty except for me and my favourite turgid dog. I was feeling randy. When the air came through the open threshold I could separate. My cunt was wet and the air cooled me, only making me Sir Thomas More hot and ready to go upstairs with Duke…my enceinte fatal lab. OMG, we were a team and we joined…as in joined…together for fun whenever we had the opportunity. This afternoon was one of them.

Children were at school, hubby away on one of his travelling outing. Being alone was a form of stimulation and I called Duke. We moved upstairs to my bedroom for a footling frolic. I chuckled his auricle, he had that doggie smile, he was breathing from climbing the stairs and with each breathing time his doggy shaft pointed our of its sheath…inhaling, exhaling and his stopcock in unison. I petted his head, played with his sheath and out came a pulsing, dripping cock. I stroked the tool, leaned down and kissed as it grew surd and bend to the spot of my quick fondling. I sucked the tip.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in my sang-froid house coat which hung loosely on my torso and down to my knees. It was our footling game and Duke nosed up the hem several sentence and then moved forward. He knew what to do. He was under my dress. I spread my stage and he took a big brilliant slurp of my cunt sending boot through my body. I lifted my frock to my waist and Duke was in serious attending. I lifted my cunt for him ; disseminate my brim and he didn't disappoint with his wonderful, soothing tongue. If only I could teach a man to inunct me with his mouth. Some did. A lot didn't but I had my dog. Good old true Duke ! Hard at his task…as in really hard, dripping, moving from side to side.

The sight of this dog's shaft and the tactual sensation thrilling through my body from the licking that were too much. There was a short time before the children came habitation from school but I didn't want to wait to be fucked. It was such a quiet morning and good afternoon I had it on my mind for hour and the fourth dimension had come…I could have probably climaxed all by myself but right now I had help. I climbed on the bed, pulled the housedress over my rear end, took my position : arms forward, face down, ass and cunt up and waiting. I was so hot I didn't even hear the close call of the screen threshold and didn't care. It was probably just the breeze.

Actually it had opened to a altogether new excitement for me. Meanwhile, Duke had mounted me, poking around, it was division of our foreplay : his peter slapping around my ass, poking around and wetting and cooling me. I could suffer taken a insensate bath right then and still have been hot. I grunted and closed my centre. His putz had finally found my cunt and entered. It always made me oink. He was a fine big boy and was pumping now ; my excitement building and I knew a wonderful climax was on its way to sanctify my body.

"Mom !"OMG, my son Eric had come plate early…that was the noise from the covert room access. I looked back only to see him at my door, his mouth wide surface at the tidy sum. I muttered :"Please close the door. Go downstairs. Mommy just can't stop right now. I'll see you in the kitchen."Letting out another grunt and I could feel that releasing climax traveling from my toes and shoulders focusing on my hot cunt being churned. Feel it flowing from my face, down my neck and breasts…my stallion body in emotion and all focusing on my puss. OMG it was here and now ! His mile was slapping me. He was trying to go in me. We made more noises. The climax throbbed through me ; the dog finally climbed down oblivious to Eric and the interruption. You can't interrupt a dog at piece of work or, in this pillowcase, break up Mommy for a little chat with her one-time 13 yr old son.

I rested for a few minutes, gathered my braveness and went downstairs."Eric. What you saw was your imagination. Duke and I like to wrestle."Eric's eyes got bigger…they were already big…he hadn't heard his Mom lie very often. He said :"Mom. I don't have that good an imagination. Duke sure has a big dick !"“ Yes he does,"I said,"and sometimes mom needs it to relax. promise that it is our mystical ? If so, I have another surprisal for you but only if it is our hidden and no one else's"I let out my breathing time when he said :"okeh Mom. I won't tell Dad or anyone. So what is the surprise ?"

"It's time for us to talk, beloved. Sit down. I don't know what you've done about sex or lady friend and it's clock time we talked about it…we're humans and sex is part of humanity. Come over her and sit across from me."He did."Mom and Dad do the same things sometime as I was doing with Duke but Dad is gone for a long time sometimes and I get intimate feelings that are frustrating if they aren't taken care of. Understand ?"He nodded."It's a little like when we're athirst and we need food. Sometimes we have feelings that need sex."Eric was sitting there staring at me."Mom you're very pretty and have a reasonably pattern. Some of the son at school tell me how pretty is my Mom."I loved these Word and continued :

"When a man and woman have sexual flavor they need to learn maintenance of them. Usually Dad and I go upstairs. I take down his pants and he puts his hands under my wearing apparel and tactile property me. When I take down his bloomers and then his underwear his stopcock gets stiff and he likes me to buss it, lick it, put it in my sassing, and run my tongue all over it until he is make to put his stiff cock inside me and then we feel really salutary. Having sex is a wonderful experience."I looked at him. He was Isidor Feinstein Stone silent. Fascinated with my words. I looked down at his waist. He was wearing shorts. I could see the bump in his pants. I hesitated with my next gradation but I was getting hot again and with my son ! I was still coming down from my sleeping room experience. Looking at my son's bulge made my nipples hard. I was ready but waited to see what would befall. It was very quiet in our kitchen as my son looked at me ; questioning. Then he broke the silent, anticipant moment.

"Mom,"he said :"What ?"“ I think I'm having those sexual intuitive feeling that you were talking about. What should I do with them ?"I smiled…he was old enough…and as I knew, a"big boy"…we didn't circumcise our baby and sons had big dicks."standstill up,"I said and he did."ejaculate over here,"I said and he did. I loosened his smash and unbuttoned him."This is our secret. right hand ?"He looked at me and nodded. I had his pants down now and his bombastic peter was out. I was afraid brother and sister would be domicile and glanced at the clock…we still had fourth dimension for our lesson. I stroked his putz which was big and stiff, the tip wet, I looked at him and he had this big smile."That tone just Mom"he said."Keep doing that."I stroked him more, cupped his testicle, holding his Lucille Ball, stroking and then reached down for a buss and lick. I licked the al-Qaeda of his cock ; his helping hand touched my ear and I began to suck him."Mom,"he said."What ?"I mumbled through my sass."It is feeling different now and getting …ah ! … better…much…much better."His fingerbreadth tensed on my ears asI continued licking…he exclaimed :."Please don't period Mom !"

And of course I didn't. I couldn't stop consonant in my lust for this beautiful big son cock. He had a grand"man hammer"not a footling boy cock and his precum was slippery on my tongue aiding me in giving him pleasure. I licked the sensitive skin underneath as he squirmed and flexed with each clout. Then he tightened on my ears, tensed"MOM ! Oh…Mom…"and then he came in my mouth…I felt his first burst of semen and then another…a big, big come from his"Man Cock."My short boy all grown up wetting his Mom ‘ s throat with his sweet sperm. I swallowed and licked him down to flaccid. He sat back down, his bare keister on the president."Gosh. Oh gosh. That was great !"It was all he could say. I heard the shaver arriving. We had had our fun just in the knick of time.

"Pull up your pants. Your face is red…go splash some water."He got up but stopped, looked at me, said :"Mom. If I don't tell. Can we do that again ?"I just smiled…and said :"Of track and I have some other lessons."He ran off to get his nerve washed and in came the children running up to me giving me a hug, walking over for a drink of milk."Have a nice day honey ?"I asked."Yes we did. Did you have a courteous day ?"I said it had been a wonderful day, which, in fact, it had been and more. I couldn't wait to teach Eric a few more things. things that send Mom's into"Gosh"land. I hoped I didn't have to wait long .