“Wow! This is a lot to take in, Mom,” I commented. “So what do you want me to do? Fuck Lacey during the day, and then fuck you during the night?”
“Sure. Why not? That sounds good–if you’re up for it, that is. If not, then I guess your sister and I could always go out for a night on the town together, and then bring home some anonymous guys that we pick up at a nightclub or bar, so that they can fuck us both.”
“Ew, that’s just plain gross! Please don’t do that, Mom. You never know how many loose women’s pussies that a stranger’s dick has been in.”
“But I do know how many pussies your dick has been in, son: Zero. You just admitted that to me yourself a few moments ago. And so I know that your dick has to be in ‘clean and pristine’ condition–and best of all, VD-free. And that’s exactly the type of penis that I want in my vagina–and especially in my daughter’s fertile vagina. Capiche?”
“Okay, Mom. You sure drive a hard bargain. I’ll go ahead and do it. Because I love you guys. I’ll fuck you both with my ‘pristine’ penis, just like you’re asking me to. I promise.”
“That’s great to hear!” Mom said, “Thank you, son, for your special Christmas present to me, and to your sister.”
“But, Mom, you’ve gotta promise me that what happens in Vegas will stay in Vegas, if you know what I mean? This has to remain our own dirty little secret for the rest of our lives.”
“I promise. I’ll also get Lacey to promise you that, as well.”
“One last little detail: How’s Lacey going to explain it to her husband, if I do manage to get her pregnant over the next few days?”
“She’s going to lie to him of course, and tell him that the baby is his. She and her husband have been trying to start a family for a while. And so she makes sure that Tim fucks her every time that he comes home from one of his business trips. Are you okay with that?”
“Sure. Why not?”
“Good. We’re all set then. Now, do you want a preview of tonight?”
“What on earth are you talking about, Mom?”
“Do you want to see the pussy you came out of when you were born?”
“I’ve seen it before, Mom. When you were getting out of the shower that time and you accidentally dropped your towel.”
“But all you saw was my pubic hair. You didn’t actually get to see my pussy. And that’s what I’m offering to show to you right now. So I’ll ask you once again, do you want to see my pussy?”
“Sure, Mom.”
“Okay, then first, you’ve got to show me your bare package. I’ll bet you’ve already got a hard-on just from us talking about all this stuff.”
“Okay, Mom, you’re right. I do have a hard-on,” I admitted as I stood up from the kitchen tabled, unbuckled my pants, unzipped my zipper, and pulled my pants and underwear down around my thighs to let Mom get her first glimpse of my erect penis and scrotum.
“Oh my! Your dick has gotten a lot bigger since I last saw it.”
“When was that, Mom?”
“You know? Remember that afternoon when I came home from work early, and caught you ‘doing your thing’ after you had come home from school?”
“Heck, yes, I remember that. I was so embarrassed. Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be sorry, son. You weren’t doing anything wrong. But do you want to know what I did after I caught you that afternoon?”
“Yeah, sure. I mean, you seemed really upset when you ran off, after catching me in the act, like that.”
“Well, I was. But I wasn’t upset with you. I was upset about my own reaction to what I caught you doing. You see, I immediately went upstairs, locked my bedroom door, and masturbated while I was fantasizing the whole time about what your private parts had looked like. I knew that what I was doing was so wrong and taboo. But I just couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head.
“And while I was masturbating that day, I also couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to actually let my own son fuck me.
“And I almost acted on that thought that day. But I finally decided it was best for me to just stay in my bedroom and masturbate, instead of coming back downstairs to try to seduce my own son into fucking me.
“But I’m curious though. If I had gone ahead and come back downstairs that afternoon while you were still doing what you males do–at least I assume you continued to ‘do your thing’ after I caught you, and then left the room–would you–”
I rudely cut Mom off mid-sentence, “–You assume right, Mom. I did go ahead and finish what I had started. You always taught me to do that. And so that’s exactly what I did.”
“But if I would’ve asked you to have sex with me that day, would you have gone ahead and fucked me that afternoon?”
“I honestly don’t know what I would have done way back then, Mom. Okay?” I said, while feeling uncomfortable about my own mother staring at my exposed dick and balls. “What I do know, is that now it’s your turn. Please show me the pussy that I came out of when I was born.”
Upon hearing my request, Mom got up out of her chair, unbuttoned the front of her housecoat all the way down, put a hand on each side of her stomach, and in one smooth motion, pulled the front of the gown wide-open to show me her entire naked body. It definitely wasn’t anything to write home about.
My mother was a big-boned, fairly tall, brown-haired woman of mostly Italian descent. Her large breasts were pretty saggy, she was at least 50 pounds overweight, and her entire pubic area had been shaved hairless.
Just for the record, Mom’s whole pubic area was really hairy back when I saw it the day that she came out of the shower and accidentally dropped her towel.
Mom walked around the kitchen table over to my side of the table, and said to me, “Sit back down, son.”
And so I did, with my pants and underwear still pulled down, and wrapped around my thighs.
“Do you want to suck on my breasts? They’re the same breasts that you used to suck away on back when you were a baby.”
I just nodded, slid my chair over to the left to face her, and leaned over toward her chest. I gently grabbed hold of her right breast, and pulled it over to my mouth, so that I could latch onto her large nipple, and start sucking away on it, just like a baby would do.
When I did that, my mother cradled my head in her hands, and I heard my mother say, “Oh, God yes! I’ve waited so long for this moment. To feel your wonderful mouth around my nipples again.”
After a few minutes, I shifted my mouth over to Mom’s left nipple, and gave it the attention that it deserved.
Mom asked me, “Do you remember how old your were the last time that I let you suck on my nipples?”
I shook my head from side-to-side, as I continued to suck away on her large nipple.
“Well, you were seven years old, believe it or not. You got really scared by a nightmare you had one night, and you came and jumped into bed with your father and me.
“I moved over to the middle of the bed to let you snuggle up next to me while you were lying on one side of the bed, and father was still asleep on the other side of the bed.
“I remember that you had your face pressed up against one of my breasts. And so I went ahead and backed away from you for a moment so that I could pull my breast up out of my nightgown.
“And then I gently rubbed my nipple all around on your lips, mostly just to see what you would do.
“And you shocked me when you latched onto my nipple, and began sucking away on it hard, just like you used to do as a baby. It felt as if you were trying to get milk out of my breast.
“So I just lay there on my side and quietly let you suck away on my nipple until you finally fell asleep.
“I’m just glad your father didn’t wake up that night. He would’ve definitely freaked out, if he had. But to this day, I don’t regret what I did.
“But I only did it that one time, because I was afraid of getting caught. It was considered very weird and strange–and quite taboo–for a mother to allow her seven-year-old son to suck on her breast like that.”
A few seconds later Mom abruptly changed the subject when she said to me, “Do you want to touch my pussy, and see what it feels like?”
I didn’t answer. I just nodded a couple of times, and pulled my mouth away from her nipple.
Mom straightened back up. She had been leaning over towards me to give me easier access to her breasts, and to caress my head in her arms while I was sucking on her nipples.
But now, with Mom standing up straight in front of me, I was looking directly at her pussy, and seeing it close up for the very first time ever.
And my mother’s pussy was not a pretty-looking pussy by any stretch of the imagination. It was however an incredibly nasty-looking pussy. She had super-long inner labia hanging way down out of her crack, looking like small darkly discolored skin-curtains. But that wasn’t the most unique or nasty-looking feature of her pussy. Her clitoris was.
When I got my first close-up view of Mom’s pussy, and saw her clitoris, I instantly thought to myself, What the fuck is that sticking out at the very front of your pussy? It looks like a small dick!
But of course, I didn’t vocalize my thoughts to Mom.
I slowly reached down between Mom’s legs, as she spread her legs apart just enough to give me easy access, and I inserted my fingertips up into her slit, and felt her wetness for the first time ever. And I thought to myself, My God! You’re already soppy-wet and ready-to-fuck.
Mom reached down into the front of her shaved-hairless crotch with both hands, placed one hand on each side of her pussy crack, tilted her pelvis forward, and pulled her pussy crack wide-open so that I could plainly see all the various parts that were normally hidden down inside her inner pussy lips.
All I can say is that her clitoris was a real turn-on for me. It was huge. A little over 2 inches long and about 3/4 inches wide. And it even had a distinct head on it with a small, darker-colored corona encircling the rear part of it, making it look much more like a small penis than a large clitoris.
I couldn’t help but grab hold of it and start gently moving her clitoral hood up and down her long shaft, as if I were jacking off a small penis.
And I automatically thought to myself, I wonder what Dad’s reaction was when he first discovered that Mom has a huge, dick-looking clitoris at the front of her pussy.
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