It was a Friday night in a random week; it was 23:42, and I climbed out of bed to get myself a glass of water. I walked down the stairs to the 1^st floor, when I heard the muffled sound of a voice coming from my mother's bedroom. I noticed the door was slightly open and dimmed light was shining through the opening. Because I didn't know what was going on (my mother and I lived alone, my two sisters had their own place), because she was supposed to be alone in her room, and I heard a voice, I decided to sneak a peak in there just to make sure everything was alright. I silently tiptoed towards the door, and took a look in the narrow opening.

What I saw right then and there shook me all the way on my feet and would change my life forever.

My mother was lying on the bed, dressed in nothing but a pair of brown nylon knee stockings. She was lying backwards, legs spread wide, bent at the knees, and a humming vibrator deep in her ass! She was constantly curling her toes and I noticed clearly how her hairy sphincter was constantly tightening and loosening around the pumping vibrator.

This image aroused me so much my cock was at attention in no more than 2 seconds.

The fact was: I had been fantasizing about my mother for several years now, and believe it or not, my fantasies were mainly anal in nature and her feet made a frequent appearance in them as well. It was like a fantasy come true!

On my PC I had converted all my fantasies into stories, with the intention of posting them to one of those sex story sites. So the coincidence involved in this situation was beyond belief. The only thing missing here was that this discovery would turn into a real life fuck-fest; but I realize that would be pushing the moment. So I decided to enjoy this thing to the fullest and be the luckiest peeping Tom ever.

I took my boner from my underpants and started jacking off while gazing at my mother and that humming sex toy in between her butt cheeks.

God, how I wished to find out what that asshole of her smells like, and tastes like, and feels like throbbing around my shaft.

I heard her moaning again, and decided to listen in on what it was she was moaning.

"Oooh, yesss. Ram that lovely fat cock in my ass to the balls. Push it al the way inside. I want you in my ass so fucking much."

I was overcome by lust outside that bedroom, enjoying the images before me and that fucking hot language coming from my own mother. I'd never heard her utter any of those words in my life.

"Yeah, like that. Put your tongue in my mouth, pour all that delicious saliva down my throat, and taste mine," my mother whispered wantonly.

If she was going to keep that dirty talk up, I wouldn't last a minute and I'd cream her door at the spot. I was furiously jerking away and the side of my hand was making pounding sounds on my nut sack.

Suddenly her voice became louder.

"Jesus, Simon, my cunt is just squirting juices all over the bed. That's how wild you drive me."

Holy mother of God, my mother is talking about ME. She's fantasizing about ME!

That vibrator is continually sliding in and out of her nasty brown pucker and she is imagining it to be MY cock.

Whom else would she be referring to; after all, I'm the only Simon in her life.

I was more and more aware of the fact that my mother, my horny mother, has been fantasizing about me for some time now too, and that very thought was rocking my world.

I kept jacking off, waiting, hoping for more revelations.

"Are you sliding nice 'n good, Simon? Is that fucking hot cock meat of yours sliding deep inside my butt? Is my asshole milking your dick really good? Is it? That's because your cock is making my ass feel so good."

If I weren't this horny, I'd laugh my ass off, hearing her talk as if she's talking to a small child. Yet at the same time it was exciting me beyond belief.

"My asshole has the hots for you like my whole body has the hots for you. My tongue has the hots for you, my tits, my nipples, my sopping wet pussy, my ass, my toes... I know you would like very much to suck my toes, Simon. That's why I decided to wear these stockings, especially for you.

Uuuhhn, please... Please Simon, please suck my toes."

I could no longer restrain myself and stormed into my mother's bedroom. I knew I was taking a big chance, but I knew she could no longer deny her feelings for me. And she obviously knew what I felt for her.

My mother watched me barge into her room, cock bouncing along, yet was looking at me as if it was the only thing she expected.

"So you finally decided to come in. I thought you would never do it. I knew you've been standing there and I was hoping you would find the courage to come in, and give me what you've been giving me in those hot, nasty stories you wrote about us."

I looked at my mother in pleasant surprise as she confessed her knowledge about my main hobby.

"Yes, that's right. I know about those, because you see, I've read them all. Each time you went out, I immediately went to your room, turned on your computer, and checked for new stories.

You wouldn't believe how hard I came each time I read a new story. And since we obviously made each other so hot, I decided it was time to see if you were ready for the real thing."

"I can't help it, mom. You're turning me on so much," I answered, almost whining.

"It doesn't matter, hon. You're making me hot too. And now we know about each other, so we have no more reason to hide it. In fact, now you can start writing below the title of your stories that it's all based on fact. We'll do all of it together, and you'll send the stories to those Internet sites with those sex stories. I've heard that a lot of people secretly get turned on by incest stories. But let's start now, honey. I've been waiting for far too long now, and so have you. Do what ever you wanted to do to me the most."

"This is going to be so good, momma. This is going to be such a hot night. I wanna suck your toes, mom. I wanna lick al over the seams of your stockings and suck your toes while you're wearing them."

"Go right ahead, son. Come here and suck on momma's toes."

I crawled onto the bed where my mother was laying with legs spread, feet in my direction, and grabbed my mother's stocking clad feet. I started massaging her big toes between my thumbs and index fingers, and then lifted them to my face. While my mother was watching on with squinted eyes, I tenderly licked over the seam of her brown stockings, over the tips of her toes. I tasted the synthetic nylon, and felt her toes wiggle underneath the tip of my tongue. And then, under the hottest moans of my mother, I pressed both feet together, side to side, stuffed as many toes as possible into my mouth, and started sucking them passionately.

As my mother moaned, and curled her toes in my mouth, my tongue slid all over and around her toes. I sucked them with vigor. I playfully pushed my tongue between her toes, pressing the nylon of her stocking in between, and then gently bit her toes.

"Oh God, you're toes are so delicious, mom. They taste so good on my tongue. It's just driving me wild."

Then I dragged the full length of my tongue across the soles of her feet, from her heels to her topside of her big toes. Then I started sucking again.

"Keep sucking my toes, son. From now on you can suck on them as whenever you want, as long as no one is around."

"Thanks mom. But your toes were not the only thing I think are worth sucking," I said mysteriously as my eyes were transfixed on her hairy, dripping brown snatch. Her oozing cunt was so wet, that her brown rug of hair was damn near completely matted against her skin.

I slowly crawled forward, and the scent of her leaking pussy was getting more and more eminent. The more intoxicating the odor of her cunt got, the more I just wanted to press my tongue into her slit, and suck her dry. And I knew I would get the chance to do just that.

At this moment I felt I was in heaven. By now I was lying with my head between her thighs, and pushed her legs wide apart.

"Lick it, Simon. I can no longer wait, son. Lick my pussy. Suck out my juices."

"All right," I said and immediately started lapping between her thick lips from bottom to top with the full length of my tongue. I tasted the saltiness of her cuntal ooze, and thick strands of my saliva, mixed with my mother's juices connected my tongue with her fragrant muff, as I licked and slurped at my mom's pussy like a thirsty dog.

"Aaahhh, Jesus. Yes, like that. Eat my cunt, stick your tongue in my pussy and fuck it. Yeah like that! UUUnnnh, shit, you lick your mother's cunt so fucking good," my mother yelled out uncontrollably.

With muffled sounds and moans I had my face pressed tightly against her slit, with my mouth over the opening of her vagina, and started tongue fucking her pussy HARD. The scent of her ripe cunt made me dizzy and more excited simultaneously. Her thick vaginal syrup dripped from the corners of my mouth downwards to my chin and to where her pussy stopped, and the crack of her ass begun. And when she wiggled on the bed, and the cheeks of her ass were moving, the juice would leak across her asshole to the sheets, making a large dark stain.

Under sloppy sounds, my tongue was sliding in and out of my mother's pussy-hole like a pile driver, drilling into the red, warm tunnel I appeared from some 18 and a half years ago.

"Mmmmp, mmmmp, mmmp, your pussy is so hot, mom. Hot and wet," my voice managed to utter coming from between my mother's brown cunt-flaps.

A thick drop of vaginal fluid slid across her left buttock and quickly I licked it off before it ended up wasted on the moist sheets.

"This is unbelievable. I could never have imagined that my own son would be such a fantastic pussy eater. Had I known, I would have kicked your father out the door a lot sooner. Oohh, yes. Keep sucking that clit."

Which is what I proceeded to do for some time.

This slurping and sucking activity went on for minutes until the room was filled completely with the odor of wet cunt.

My mother could stand it no more and grabbed a handful of my hair, to pull me forward carefully. I had my face hanging just inches over her face, and looked her straight in the eye. About ten seconds had passed when she suddenly, without warning, stuck her tongue, layered with thick saliva, deep in my mouth. Her drool dripped down my chin and over my tongue. White foaming spit filled up the spaces between the corners of our mouths. When our lips finally unlocked they were connected with many thick, strands of our oral fluids.

"Like it?" my mother asked huskily.

"I love it," was my reply, after which I filled my own mouth with my saliva and closed an open mouth over my mother's, and flooded it with my oral fluids. She swallowed it all moaning heavily.

"Don't spill too much of it, I want a lot of that stuff in my hole. You know what hole I'm talking about, don't you?"

I sure did.

"Your asshole."

"That's right," my mother whispered as she looked me straight in the eyes. "My shithole. My ass. My brown crease. My pucker. My anus. My butt. I want your tongue over it and in it. Right NOW!"

"Mom, I'm gonna lick and suck your asshole until it swells to a red, wrinkled pucker, like I've seen on the Internet just days ago."

I could no longer contain myself and dove back and down, pushed her legs up until her knees pressed tightly against her fleshy boobs (damn, in all my haste I'd just ignored those lovely, succulent breasts. Well, we've plenty of time).

With both hands, I pulled my mother's ass cheeks wide apart, and exposed her brown, clenching starfish. A fat, wrinkled, hair covered anus. Her asshole winked at me.

I dove between the cheeks of her ass face first, pressed my nose tightly against her hole, and snorted hard to inhale the smell of her asshole. FANTASTIC!

Then I could no longer control myself and started to lustfully lap over her shithole like a thirsty dog.

"UUUUHHNN. Yeah, like that, Simon. Lick my ass, son. Lick all over my brown crease. Taste my ass. Stick your tongue in, tongue-fuck my ass, boy!"

I puckered up, and let a thick drop of saliva descend onto her horny brown anus, then rubbed it smoothly over her hole with my index and middle finger.

After lubing it up, I aimed my tongue at the center of her wrinkled backdoor opening, and slid deep into my mother's ass thanks to the abundance of spit.

I felt the narrow channel of her ass push me back out nervously, but I pushed right back and managed to slide a little deeper. This way I fucked my mother's butt with my drooling tongue, until I managed to get all of my tongue in her tasty, smelly ass.

"Yes, that's right, Simon. Stick it all the way in. Fuck my ass with your tongue. Deeperrrr. Uuuunnh."

After a few minutes of this it got a little rougher and I bobbed my head and drilled a pointed tongue into her ass continuously, an ass that by now sported a gaping, red hole. The sloppy squishy sounds I at first made in my mother's pussy, I was no making in her nasty butt, my mother's butt!

I pressed two fingers in her asshole, twisted them around and frigged away. Then I pulled them out and stuck them in my mouth, tasting her ass even better. After this, I followed the same ritual, but now offered my fingers to my mother's: "Want a taste?"

"I'd love to," she uttered and took my fingers between her lips. "Mmmmm. I never knew my own ass tastes so good. I'm sure gonna enjoy it more from now on."

"In a moment you can taste mine, mom. But first I'm gonna enjoy this," I said and closed my mouth over her brown shitter.

Then I proceeded to suck on her butthole hard, making obscenely loud smacking and slurping noises.

"Yesss. Like that. Suck my ass. Goddamn, I've never felt anything like this. Someone sucking my asshole the way you do."

I drilled my tongue back where the sun never shines and savagely twisted my head, cleaning out her ass with my tongue.

I pulled back and noticed my mother squeezing her ass muscles, pushing out a thick yellowish drop of ass juice.

I didn't hesitate for a second and lapped the drop off of her swollen pucker.

Then my mother caught me by surprise as she let fly a meaty, long lasting fart, straight into my face. The hot gas blew partially into my nostrils, partially into my mouth. The seconds following that, as I lay stunned between my mother's thighs, a funky odor filled the room.

"It was bound to happen, son," my mother chuckled, "After all this was in one of your stories too, and the opportunity arose."

I couldn't deny I had indeed fantasized about my mother blowing farts into my face. But somehow I never thought she would do this. I thought she would draw the line somewhere.

Lucky for me I didn't have any written fantasies about watersports or scat, or things could have gotten really messy.

After the element of surprise had passed, I decided to enjoy this to the fullest, and inhaled my mother's intoxicating fart smell. Then I continued closing my mouth over her brown poop-chute. I continued sucking and slurping away at that still swelling pucker.

"Ooh, yes, that's what I like! Suck that ass of mine!"

Suddenly my mother grabbed me by the hair, pulling me forward without force, right until my face was looming over hers.

Again she pried into my soul with her brown eyes.

"Tell me what turns you on the most. What makes you hotter than anything? Look into my eyes and tell me."

As I gazed into her lust filled eyes: "Everything that concerns you. Sucking your tasty asshole; drinking your ass juices. Sucking your toes; with and without stockings. But what I would also love is for you to tongue fuck MY ass, for you to taste and smell my asshole. I can hardly wait to feel your soft, wet, warm tongue sliding into my butt, mom."

"Why don't you turn around, so momma can give you what you crave for?"

I lay back on the bed, pulled up my legs, bending at the knees, and spread as wide as possible.

Never in my life had I felt more exposed as I did then. Each part of body, normally covered or clothed, was now open and offered for my own mother to view.

She could look straight into my ass. She looked at all of it.

I felt her gaze floating over my crotch, my cock and balls, and a shudder of pure pleasure thundered through me as I could just feel her eyes concentrating on my hairy brown asshole.

Like a panther on the prowl my mother slowly crawled towards me, right until her face was just about 4 inches away from my buttocks. She should have been able to smell my ass at that point. She laid a hand on each of my butt cheeks, and pulled them apart as much as possible.

Then I felt how she brought her nose between my globes, moaning extremely hot, inhaled the smell of my brown starfish. I was right after that that she pressed her nose hard against my pucker and snorted long and hard. I shivered because of the feeling, but also because this wild situation.

"Uuuuhmm, your ass smells so hot," she whispered, hotter than I'd ever heard.

"So hot, I wanna taste it, Simon. Can I please taste it?"

"If you remain calm, you can have a taste. Then you have to tell me how much you enjoy the taste."

My mother licked at my brown-eye with the tip of her tongue. I shivered again at the sensation of that wet squirming tongue on my hole. The feeling caused me to pinch my sphincter repeatedly, that way teasingly pinching the tip of my mother's tongue with my asshole.