Chapter 52

Cindi knew that dad needed rest now. She reached down and pulled a blanket to cover them, and kissed dad once more.

"Let's sleep for a while daddy."

"Hold me tight and we can make love when we wake up."

Dad pulled her lithe frame to him and smiled. Feeling her tits pressing into him, still with their excited nipples. She laid with her head on his chest and they drifted off to a needed sleep.

I awoke finding my self spooned into mom. My cock was pressed along her ass crack.

My hand had gone automatically to cup her tit. I could feel her gentle breathing as I softly caressed her pliable tit in my hand. How nice it felt.

Such beautiful things to look at, feel, lick and even excite a woman. Not knowing just what it was about them that excited us men about them, but their enticement was very clear to me.

I knew that women treated them as their obvious sexual enticement for men, but what was their real attraction?

We NEVER tired of seeing them or realizing how hard our cocks got when we saw them or even parts of them in their clothes. I guess it must go back to our infancies when our mothers used them to bond with us male babies. Feeding us with them, and feeling her own body's reaction that excited her own female organs as she nursed or had a man sucking them.

I knew from books that nursing their babies helped a woman's uterus return to normal much quicker after birth.

I felt mom's nipple now. It always became so hard at the slightest touch. Just like our cocks with their similar heads so sensitive. I thought of mom, Donna and my sisters, as I sucked their tits and expecially their nipples.

Each one of them becoming so excited and always more tender in their manner as I sucked their nipples.

A mix between a motherly caressing of our head and a certain sexual excitement combined, I thought. Feeling their chests start to breathe faster as I sucked them. Hearing their soft throaty moans as their nipples became harder in my lips and tonguing.

Yes! Each woman was the very same when it came to having their nipples and tits sucked and caressed, I decided. I remembered each of them now, laying there, anticipating my hard cock as they stared at it, just before they knew it would be inside them.

Seeing each of them with half closed, aroused eyes, and very often caressing their own tits as they awaited this entry of my cock into them. Watching their pussies seem to writhe. How much women were the same, yet each so different in the way they each finally came to their orgasms.

I had a lot to learn though, I thought.

I felt my cock begin to throb as it hardened with all my thinking in the early morning darkness. It was now embedded against mom's pussy lips as her legs pressed together on her side.

I felt pangs of guilt now. Knowing my own lover, was laying behind me sound asleep. Feeling that my attentions should be made to her first, rather than my own mother whose body I was pressed into.

My hips automatically began to pump very softly inside mom's closed thighs. I could now feel some wetness surrounding her pussy lips as my cock scraped along their warm opened slit.

Feeling her tit still, in my caressing hand and playing with the nipple with my fingers as I decided to aim my cock very deftly into her vagina. One swift retreat and then a studied aim with no hand, I slid into her now, from behind. Feeling my cock surge deep into her, and its immediate clutching of me. I stayed there. Right there deep inside her.

Feeling her pussy walls surrounding my cock, and the minute bumps and ridges that made a man feel so welcome inside a woman. Feeling her wetness and its gentle squeezing. Almost as if it was actually kissing and sucking my cock from within. Feeling mom slightly stir as her body was being invaded once again. Knowing she would instantly recognize what it was, once her brain let her return to this real world from her sleep.

Knowing mom would like this invasion and favor it with more of the wet world pleasure I was already recieving inside her.

I began to move inside her now. Slight pushes in and out. Wanting to make her pussy wetter and more excited to feel as her eyes would open and feel her son fucking her.

Wanting her to be already further aroused before her brain connected with what was really happening to her. Before her brain and body actually realizing in her wakening moments, that she was being fucked by her loving son.

Feeling my cock throb as it scraped the front wall of her pussy. Knowing damn well of her's and all other women's G SPOT that I hoped to excited now.

Now, after several deep strokes into her, knowing mom was now awake. Feeling her realizing all this. Feeling her body quietly reacting and caressing the cock that was pleasuring her now with no words.

The telltale movement of her ass back into me, inviting more and more of this pleasure giving cock that was embedded deep in her.

Now, feeling her own hand coming up to cover my own on her tit, still with no words. She liked doing this.

Then, the deliberate and pleasurable pushes at each other. The actual fucking process had begun.

Now, my deliberate and harder pumps and more of her wetness. More of her urgent pressing back into me for more and more cock. Our soft moans to each other were the only sounds.

Both of us trying to pleasure the other.

Feeling her hand leave mine on her tit and going to massage her own clit as my cock slid in and out. Her tenseness now as I knew she was about to cum.

The more urgent pumping of her hips back at me, The deeper moaning from her throat, and the shudders through her body as her pussy drenched my cock in wetness.

Staying deep in her wonderful wet softness until my own spasms began, and her harder clutching of my cock as she felt me begin to spurt inside her now.

Feeling my cock rotating and driving into her harder, deeper as my convulsing cock filled her. Kissing her neck and moaning my pleasure into her ear.

Now, feeling my cock soften and being caressed by those ridges and lumps of her wonderful pussy.

Always seeming to be saying thank you for fucking me.

Thank you, it was saying, for letting my pussy do its full womanly duty, to collect my seed.

I could feel mom's hand still softly stroking around her clit and now reaching down to caress my softening cock still inside her. Her fingers sliding up and down her upper slit and my cock also.

Feeling her hand speading her own juices all over my cock and balls as she caressed it in this after sex between us.

After several quiet minutes, I finally pulled out my softened cock and laid on my back. Mom turned around and put her leg over me. Deliberately pressing her wet pussy over my thigh again. Definitely expressing her satisfaction and marking my leg off as her own territory, I thought.

Her hand reaching to caress my face as she leaned over to kiss me.

"It was wonderful honey, I think we both came nice," she whispered in my ear.

Her hand lovingly caressing down to my chest.

Donna was still sleeping on my other side.

I hoped she would stay sleeping at least until my cock could regenerate since I knew she would want it as she awoke.

"I'm going to take a shower honey, and then lay down in Cindi's bed." Right about now, your father is probably inside her again."

"You stay here and get ready to love your girlfriend when she wakes honey."

"Love her like you just did so nicely with me."

Mom leaned up now and kissed me. It was a soft loving kiss between lovers now. Mother and son lovers.

"I have your cum in me now honey. I will be thinking of this as we eat breakfast later."

"I know Cindi will be thinking the same thing about having your father's cum in her too."

The soft streaks of early morning light were highlighting mom's long blond hair and her beautiful body as she stood now, next to the bed.

Seeing the beautiful outline of her tits being stressed by the shadows of the light behind her.

Seeing her caress them as they hung proudly on her chest, and then once again leaning down to kiss me softly, letting me have one more lick and kiss of each nipple before leaving our room.

My mind still trying to wrap itself around the supreme feelings of just making love with my own mother. The gentle throbs of my cock as it rested now, as a reminder.

Remembering the special feeling of just being inside her very womanhood and feeling it as it orgasmed because of ME, her own son, as I fucked her.

No, not Donna as much as I had come to love her, or my sisters or Marie could ever match this Special feeling that only mom and I shared. Realizing time after time, that I was always inside the canal and mother of my own birth. Making love with the very woman responsible for my own being.

Remembering her certain looks up to me as I watched her suck me. The certain pleasure she seemed to have herself. Her warm eyes gleaming up to me, as she filled her mouth with my cock.