The raucous sing-song of squeaking springs vaguely filtered into my sub-conscious as I slipped in and out of a light, restless sleep. A slight breeze gently ruffled the curtain at my bedroom window as it tried to relieve the oppressive heat that had built up during the day. I glanced at the clock beside my bed. 5:30. Still a couple of hours before I had to get up. I turned over, trying to get back to sleep but the bedsprings seemed to get louder, more insistent. Soft, hushed sounds drifted from their bedroom. I heard a sharp intake of breath, then a quiet but steady moaning mixed with the squeaking springs. Dad must be getting a morner, I thought as I covered my head with a pillow, trying to blank the sounds from my mind. It didn't work.

In my minds eye I could see what was happening in the other room. Dad kneeling between Mom's legs, his big hard cock sliding in and out of her hairy cunt, as her tits bounced with every thrust. She'd have her legs wrapped around his back, urging him on, twisting and grinding to meet his cock as it invaded her inner-most depths.

Suddenly I heard him gasp out, "I'm cumming, baby, ready or not."

"Not yet," I heard Mom say, "I'm not ready."

"Sorry, hon, too late to stop," I heard my dad answer, then a loud groan and silence.

A short time later I heard him get up and go to the bathroom, then in a minute the shower started running. I kind of dozed off but awakened as Dad left for work. I heard the car start and the rumble of the muffler fading as he drove away. I got up to go to the bathroom and after relieving my self, walked to the door of Mom and Dad's room. I'll never forget the sight laying before my eyes.

Mom had fallen asleep after Dad had finished and was laying on the bed, still on her back with her legs slightly spread. The sheets were on the floor at he foot of the bed and her nightgown was up under her arms. She was whimpering softly in her sleep, her hips making small involuntary jerks as she dreamed of something. My cock started to swell, stirring in my shorts, longing to fulfil the desires of Mom's dreams. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly with her quick, uneven breathing and her nipples were large and erect. The lips of her pussy were red and swollen from the fucking she had received, and the dark, curly hair was still wet and matted from the cum that had been spurted onto it.

I slid my hand into my shorts and stroked my throbbing prick. I wondered if my six and a half inches would satisfy a grown up woman. I wondered what Mom would do if it slipped into bed beside her. I wondered if she would yell at me and tell Dad what I'd done. I wondered but there was only one way to find out.

I quietly and carefully crept into the bed beside my Mom. She stirred restlessly in her sleep as I slipped my shorts off and lay next to her, slowly inching my way closer to her until finally I was pressing softly against her naked body.

I raised up on one elbow and tenderly brushed one hand over her brow, whispering breathlessly, "Mom... mom, are you okay."

She drowsily opened her eyes and answered, "Yeah, honey, I'm okay. Why?"

"Well," I started, "you were kinda moaning in your sleep and I was worried that you were sick or something. It must have been a bad dream."

"No, hon, It wasn't a bad dream. In fact it was kind of a nice dream," she said, smiling up at me and reaching to draw my head down to her chest, to comfort me.

She gasped as my open lips pressed against her naked nipple. She tried to sit up and pull down her nightgown, realizing for the first time where her nightgown was, but I was pressed against her chest so she couldn't get up. My tongue flicked against her nipple and made circles on her heaving breast as she struggled to rise.

"Oh Billy, don't," she sighed, "we can't do this. It's not nice."

"But Mom," I replied, "didn't you tell me sex was beautiful between two people that love each other?"

"Well...yes," she hesitated, "but..."

"And don't we love each other?," I continued.

"Well...yes," she said, relaxing a little as her hand started stroking my hair and pushing my head toward her breasts again.

I gently grasp one breast in my free hand, rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

"Ohhhh...does baby need to feed?," she whispered, pressing my mouth to her tits.

"Yyaehhh," I mumbled, my mouth full of succulent, erect nipple. I rolled over her and felt her legs spread wide to accommodate me. Her hot, wet pussy pressed tightly against my bare belly. Her hips were pushing up against me in a soft but insistent rhythm as my tongue lashed first one nipple then the other. Now that I was on top, both hands were kneading the fleshy softness of her tits as my tongue teased the upright nipples.

"Oh baby," she finally moaned, "Momma wants you inside her. Could you do that?"

"I guess, Mom," I whispered, "but you'll have to help me. Tell me what to do. I've never done this before."

"Okay, hon, slide up on me a little farther," she said, helping me move into a better position.

I felt her tits squash against my chest as I moved and the hot wetness of her pussy across my belly as I crawled higher on her. Her legs came up to encircle my waist and I felt my prick rubbing on her slick hairy cunt.

"Raise up a little so I can guide your cock into me," Mom instructed, moving her hand between our bodies. "Now push in, slow and easy."

I did as I was told and felt the warm, velvety smoothness of her pussy engulf my pulsating prick. The pulpy flesh of her inner lips clasping my boy cock, milking it for her own satisfaction. Her hips were thrusting upwards trying to relieve the itch that was again engulfing her. I started a slow, rhythmical insertion-withdrawal movement and she was soon squirming and pitching her hips to meet every thrust. I felt my balls tighten and my cock started to quiver and jerk.

"Oh mommy, I'm cumming," I groaned, as my hot sperm shot into her already gooey cunt, "I'm sorry. I wanted to make you cum first."

"That's alright, hon, I'm used to it.", she gently replied.

We lay there for several minutes, wrapped in each others arms, my cock still buried deep within her. I could still feel her pussy clasping and unclasping my still hard cock. I started a slow thrusting motion and felt the hot juices from our bodies squishing between us. Soon I was fully hard again and my hips were pistoning my cock into her gooey cunt.

"Oohhh...ooohhhh," she moaned in my ear, "I'm not used to this. Oh, make me cum, baby, make your mommy cum with your hard cock."

I raised up slightly and she lifted her legs and rested them on my shoulders, opening up her pussy even more to my driving cock. I could hear the slurp as I withdrew and a sticky wet slap as I entered her and our bellies came together. The sensual fragrance of her totally aroused sex wafted pungently through the air around us. I reached down between us and dipped my finger into the pool of juice surrounding my torrid prick. Slowly I raised my finger to my face, smelling the musky fragrance then slowly licking the juices from my finger. I repeated this several times, each time her eyes watched me gather the juice, lift it to my face, smell it and finally lick my finger clean. Then I dipped my finger and offered it to her. She looked at me oddly, then tentatively stuck her tongue out to sample the offering. She reached out and took my hand, guiding my finger into her mouth, her eyes were fastened to mine as she slowly sucked my finger into her mouth, her lips pursed around it then began moving her head, letting the finger glide lightly in and out of her mouth. I gasped at the visual sight of Mom sucking the juices off my finger while my cock was sliding in and out of her cunt.

Mom's eyes closed suddenly and I felt her pussy contract tightly around my cock. She threw her head back and let out a long. low moan from between clenched teeth.

"Oooo...ooohhh...aaahhhh, oh baby you made your mommy cum," she groaned in my ear, "Ohhh, baby, it feels so good. I love the way you fuck your mommy." She shuddered and convulsed against my body for a long minute, then slowly relaxed with a long sigh.

I collapsed on top of her and for the second time that morning spurted my load of sperm deep into her belly. We lay there for a short time and then Mom said, "Com'on lazy bones, we got to get up and get dressed. Your sister is supposed to get home from college today."

I groaned a bit because I didn't want to leave the silky warmth of her slippery pussy, but I got up and staggered toward the shower. I stood under a pelting cold shower for a few minutes and when I emerged, Mom was sitting there on the toilet seat, wrapped in a robe, waiting to take her shower. I stood there before her, dripping water, speechless. I didn't know what to say. She brushed by the awkwardness by tossing me a towel and telling me to get my buns out of the road because she had to shower too. I got dressed in a pair of cut-off jeans and a tee-shirt and went down stairs.

After a few minutes Mom came down stairs looking rejuvenated and perky. Her face was scrubbed and shiny and a few damp curls still clung wetly to the nape of her neck. She wore a simple summer dress, one of those that wrapped around and tied, and a pair of penny loafer.

"How about breakfast?," she asked.

"Sure," I responded, "seems I've worked up an appetite."

"Smart ass," she retorted, "If I wasn't afraid of your sister catching us I'd give you something to eat."

She grinned at me all the way to the kitchen. I followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table, watching, while she fixed breakfast. The way she moved, bent over and even stood seemed extra sexy to me. As she came close to me I reached out and put a hand on her hip. She stopped and smiled down at me. I smiled back and let my other hand slide up the inside of her leg. I stopped just above the knee. She sucked in her breath and I looked up to see that she had her eyes closed. I let my hand slide a little farther up her leg and began to knead the soft flesh of her inner thigh. My cock was making a growing bulge in my jeans as I let my hand travel on to the juncture of her legs. I glanced up again and saw that now she was biting at her lower lip and her breasts were rising and falling with her quickened breathing. I let my hand slide on past her pussy to rest on the soft roundness of her stomach, letting my fingers trail softly through the dark curly hair surrounding her cunt,