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A Mother's Touch

Copyright© 2003 by Arin

Chapter 3

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A close shave led to an unexpected occurrence... with my mother!

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Consensual   Reluctant   Incest   Mother   Son   First   Oral Sex  

I stopped cold. Disappointment flooded through me. I had been so close. I expected her to get up, or say something else. But she continued to just lie there passively. Her eyes were still closed and her face looking slightly flushed.

I didn't know what else to do at that point, so I just continued what I was doing — sliding my hands rhythmically up and down her thighs and buttocks, each time giving the increasingly moist area of her labia passing attention.

I occasionally moved my hands to her buttocks, letting the side of my hand slide over both her anus and her wet pussy. I could hear her breathing become shallower.

Then, another spurt of excitement as I saw a single, clear drop of her juices at the bottom of her pussy.

I could no longer resist.

Moving my hand between her thighs, I let my index finger cross the divide of her labia and run between the lips of her slippery pussy.

"Ohhh, Jeff, no. No, we can't." she said. Looking into her face, I saw that her eyes were clenched shut.

But she again made no move to resist or avoid my touch.

For several seconds, I let my finger run down her wet opening, ending at the hard nub of her clitoris. She gasped as my finger slid over it. Her breathing was now rapid, and her buttocks slightly clenched.

Then, ever so slowly, I slid my finger into the delicious warmth of her pussy. She was unbelievably warm and wet inside. Excited almost beyond belief, I slid my finger slowly in and out of her.

"Uhhh, no, Jeff, we have to stop this," she said throatily. "Please stop."

But she lay prone, making no move to resist. I kept my finger in that incredible warmth, now starting to slowly slide a second finger into her. I still couldn't believe this was happening as she arched slightly to receive my fingers. Pushing them in all the way to the hilt, I felt as if my fingers were swimming in her juices as I felt the soft, inside walls of her slick, warm pussy. I began to slide my fingers rhythmically in and out of her sopping cunt.

"Unghh... Oh God, Jeff, we can't do this," she gasped.

I still didn't stop. I didn't know why, but some instinct, some base instinct told me to go on. I continued to slide my fingers deep into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, Jeff... Jeff, no... we've got to stop... now," she said.

Her words were coming in ragged gasps. But she was still making no move to pull away, and I continued my assault. Her eyes were still clenched tightly, her mouth open, breathing heavily. It was almost as if she didn't want to see it happening. Yet, she was abetting me, moving slightly in rhythm with the thrusts of my finger. I had to be dreaming, I feverishly thought, it couldn't really be happening.

Still sliding my fingers in and out of her, I felt my thumb make contact with her puckered anus. It was oily and slick from the massage oil. As I slid my fingers into her, I made circles around her anus with my thumb Feeling her move her hips, I continued my joint ministrations, now concentrating on her taut, wet clitoris. She began to moan slightly and then, suddenly, her buttocks clenched and she gave a long, shuddering moan.

I had brought her to orgasm.

I had made my mother come!

The thought made my rigid cock — already straining against the confines of my pants — even harder. It was so hard I felt it could burst at any moment, a single touch making me spew.

Suddenly, a frenzied realization flashed into my head — I could fuck her. I could take my cock out, lift her up and slide it into her sopping cunt.

The sudden insight almost paralyzed me. Now I knew that down deep in my heart, this had been what I was after all along. But it didn't matter. I had to have her.

Feeling my urgency growing, while I continued to stroke my fingers in and out of her cunt, I reached down and undid my belt. I unbuttoned my pants and slid down the zipper. Pushing and straining, I struggled to shove them off. Finally, they lay in a puddle on the floor.

"Oh, Jeff. No. We can't do that," she said.

Her eyes were still closed but, intuitively, she knew what I was doing. What I was preparing to do.

But I couldn't stop. My cock, unbelievable hard and stiff jutted out. I had never seen it so big and hard. It stuck out from my groin like some huge growth, dancing and jumping about maniacally.

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