Shortly after my mom found out that she was pregnant with me, my dad was sent overseas on a very hush hush military assignment. About three weeks later, mom arrived home to find two military officers waiting on her front porch. They had came to tell her that dad had been killed during his mission. Since she no longer was talking with her parents, and dad's had died shortly before they married, mom was now all alone.

After I, Danny, was born, she did the best she could to be both mom and dad to me. She made me her first priority. She never missed a basketball or baseball game. She was there for my high school graduation. Any and everything important to me, she was there. Not once can I ever remember her ever going out on a date alone, or doing anything alone for that matter. Everything she done, I was right there with her.

When my hormones kicked in, I was like any other red blooded American boy. I started to notice girls, getting aroused when I saw them in skimpy bathing suits and stuff. I had the usual supply of dirty magiznes hid on the top shelf of my closet where mom wouldn't find them. And like so many other males, I would jake off as I looked through them. I lost my virginity shorty after I turned eighteen to the preacher's daughter. Since then, I've been with several girls and watched numerous porno films. I was defiantely a typical male.

I'm now twenty and still living with mom as I attend the local college. I've lost count of how many times my friends have told me just how hot my mom was. Often times telling me, "If she wasn't your mom, I'd do her." A few of them saying, "I'll still do her." My usual reaction was, "Gross guys, that's my MOM you're drooling over." But I have to admit, the more they commented about her, the more I began to notice her. I started to sneak peaks at her while she bathed. I had even made a secret vidoe tape of her masterbating; which I jacked off too. I was having a hard time fighting off the urge to slip into her room at night and do her myself.

The way our house is set up, we both sleep upstairs. As you top the stairs, the first door is the bathroom, next mom's, then a small closet, and finally mine at the end. So, in order for me to go to the bathroom at night, I have to go past mom's room to get there.

It was around midnight one summer's evening when I had to go. I was half asleep when I went into the bathroom and completely awake when I came out. As I passed mom's room, I could hear low moaning. I stopped just outside of her door and listened. Her low moans sounded so inviting. I lightly pushed on the door and to my surprise it slowly pushed opened; not making a sound as it did.

From my view point I could see mom laying on her back. The light from the street lamp outside gave me plenty of light to watch her. Mom's hands rubbed her ample breasts, ocassionaly pulling at the nipples. Her legs were spread just wide enough that I could see her natural patch of hair. I could feel my dick begining to stir in my boxers. Her right hand moved slowly down her flat tummy and her clit. She moaned and arched her back as she rubbed it. I slipped a hand down into my boxers and slowly stroked my hard seven inches as I watched my mom play with herself. For several minutes I stood there, mom unaware that I was watching her.

Rolling over onto her stomach, she got on all fours. She now had her knees close to the edge of the bed. She continued to rub her natural clit before pushing her middle finger into her pussy. She gave a low moan as it entered her, but the moan was nothing compared to what it would be if it was a cock instead of a finger. I couldn't stand it any longer. I knew it was wrong, but I had to give mom what she so desperately wanted; a cock buried deep in her wanting pussy. After all, she had given me everything that I ever wanted. Why shouldn't I return the favor?

I quitely slipped into her room. Mom now had her shoulders low to the bed with her eyes closed, facing down. Her finger sliding in and out of her pussy, rubbing her clit as she did. She didn't even know that I was standing right behind her until she pulled her finger out and I quickly pushed my dick part way in. Damn was she tight. I knew that it had been nearly five years since she had been with a man so I don't know why it surprised me that she felt as tight as a virgin.

"Oh," she moaned as I pulled all the way out and then pushed myself completely in. I had made a few strokes in her before it occured to her that it wasn't her finger anymore. Looking over her shoulder, she exclaimed, "Danny, what are you doing?" Placing my hands on her hips, I pushed deep into my mom's pussy and said, "Giving you something that you've been needing for a long time, mom."

Mom tried to pull off of me, but I held her in place. I again began to slowly moved in her as I said, "Just relax mom and enjoy it." She stopped trying to pull off of me. "This... is... so... wrong...," she slowly moaned, "but damn does it feels good." She was now moving in rythem with me. Our bodies pulling apart and then pushing back together in unison. Her moans grew louder and more intense than when she was fingering herself. For several minutes I pleased her. Looking over her shoulder at me she cooed, "Let me ride my little boy." I didn't need to be told twice.

Pulling out, I laid on my back. Mom turned around to face me as she straddled my cock. "MMM Danny," she moaned as she slid her steaming pussy back onto me, "your cock feels so good." "Ride me mom," I begged. "Ride me until I cum."

Mom placed her hands on my chiseled chest and began to ride me. Her body moving in circles as she went up and down. "Oh shit, mom," I called out. Out of all the girls I had been with, none of them ever did anything like this. While still on me, she placed her feet next to my hips and balance herself on my chest with her hands. "Oh fuck yeah, mom," I screamed as she literally bounced her pussy on me over and over again. Mom let out a "God Yeah!" as she came.

Mom continued to fuck me in this position until she had came so much that she no longer had any strength left. Pushing her off me and onto her back, I laid between her legs and rammed my cock into her. "Oh Fuck!," she screamed as each time I rammed myself deep and hard into her. "Oh God, Danny," she moaned, "come in me. Come in me. Come in your mother's pussy." I increased my pace and began pounding my dick into the woman that had delivered.

"Come baby. Come," she encouraged me. "Come in momma." I pounded her harder and harder until I finally came. "Oh momma," I groaned as my cum fill her womb; the same womb that had carried me twenty years ago. "That's it baby," she said as we shook from our intense orgasms. "Let momma hold you in her arms." I laid myself on top of her, as she wrapped her arms around me. "I love you, momma," I whispered into her ear. "And I love you, Danny. Momma loves her little boy," she whispered back. "I'm not so little any more, momma," I said. "No," she panted, "you're certainly not little any more. I would say that you were all grown up now."

We laid like this for sometime before rolling over onto our sides and falling asleep in each others arms. This was the first of many nights that I spent in mom's bed..., arms..., and pussy.

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