This is my first story, l intend it to be the start of a series, l am grateful for any constructive criticism. Hope you enjoy.
I’m often asked if there was one thing that happened that defined the way my life turned out, l always reply that it was one hot morning in May 1965.
I grew up in a small rural town, the sort of place where everyone knows everyone. As far as l was aware l was living a normal life, l had a group of friends in the town and l was popular in school. I played in the town junior rugby team and had been made captain.
Just like any other group of boys the main topic of conversation was either girls or music. It was a time when the British music scene was really taking off and groups like the Beatles and Rolling Stones were dictating our lives.
The main talking point about girls was which one in class had the biggest tits, it was generally agreed it was Heather Rowlands, she was a pretty girl, a bit heavier than most of the other girls but that probably caused her tits to be bigger. A couple of my pals claimed to have given her tits a squeeze but none of us could claim to have seen them. In fact, the only tits l had seen were in the couple of magazines l delivered on my paper round each morning. One magazine in particular had recently started showing bare nipples and most of the boys admitted that the idea of seeing bare tits was a regular wanking fantasy, we would discuss the female teachers in school, speculating on how they would look naked.
My best mate Jimmy often asked me about Laura my sister, she was two years older than me and Jimmy wanted to know if l had ever managed to sneak a look at her in her underwear or better still naked. I had tried a couple of times when l knew she was in her room changing but never with any success.
My parents were a fairly ordinary married couple, my father had a good job in the local ammunitions factory, my mother was just a housewife. My father was mostly in work or at one of his many committee meetings in the evenings so l saw very little of him. My mother was an ordinary looking woman, similar to all the other women her age in town, l got on well with her but she never featured in any of my wanking fantasies.
Wanking had become an obsession with me, l was forever having to find an opportunity to disappear into the bathroom and jerk off, l was fascinated by the quantity of white stuff that shot out from my cock, l began catching it in my hand and studying it, swirling my fingers in it. One day l held my fingers up in front of my face, they were coated in the sticky fluid, l don’t know why but l suddenly had the urge to put my fingers into my mouth. I was surprised that it didn’t taste bad but as l sucked my fingers l could feel my cock getting harder again, l carried on sucking while l used my other hand to wank off. In seconds l was shooting more of the stuff all over the bathroom floor.
All that night l kept thinking of what l had done, twice l had to wank off into a wad of tissues.
The following day l was up early as usual, l had to be at the newsagent by six in order to pick up my paper round. My mother was up as always, making a bacon sandwich for me to eat as l rode my bike to the shop. That morning one of my customers was to get his weekly magazine, l had a quick look inside and saw the main model was my favourite, she was completely nude from the waist up and in one pose she had her fingers in her mouth. I immediately felt a wetness in my pants as l imagined her sucking my fingers covered in my spunk.
My father always left for work before l got home, also my sister as she had to catch the bus to the secretarial college where she was studying. I was always dirty after handling the newspapers and my morning routine was to have a shower while my mother prepared my breakfast.
I was in my room after my shower, l was naked, l kept seeing the picture of that model with her fingers in her mouth. I had the desire to taste my own spunk again. I started wanking, l didn’t take long before l knew my orgasm was close, l was afraid that l wouldn’t be able to catch it all so made a grab for the glass tumbler beside my bed, quickly drinking the water in it then holding it to catch my spunk. I was pumping my cock hard, harder than ever before. When my orgasm came it was so powerful that my knees almost gave way. My cock was pumping spunk into the glass until it was half full.
Suddenly l heard a noise, l turned towards the door and realised l hadn’t closed it properly. I could just make out a movement in the crack between the door and the frame. I was standing there naked, my cock still fully erect, hold a glass half full of my spunk. Panic set in and before l realised what l was doing l drank my spunk down. The realisation of what l had just done made my cock pulse even harder, l couldn’t stop myself as l started pumping it hard again. My head was spinning, l was out of control, l knew l was making strange noises but couldn’t stop. My breathing got quicker and quicker, l was on the verge of another orgasm when the door opened, my mother walked in and dropped to her knees in front of me.
“I want it,” she said, “give me your cum.”
I was frozen to the spot as her mouth enveloped my cock. I came immediately, pumping my spunk into her mouth. I could feel her sucking and swallowing and my hands fell onto her head as l pushed my cock deeper into her mouth. I felt her gagging and started to pull back but she put her hands behind my bottom, pulling me in deeper. I could hear her gurgling as she swallowed.
After what felt like ages but was probably only a few seconds my orgasm subsided. She kept my cock in her mouth, sucking my last spunk. When she did finally release me she looked up at me, she smiled. There were trickles of my spunk running down from each corner of her mouth, as she looked at me she used her finger to scoop each side and put her finger into her mouth, sucking it clean.
“We need to talk,” she said, “don’t go to school today, l’ll ring the school and tell them you are unwell. You need to clean up, go and shower, don’t shut the door.”
She left me and went downstairs. I was standing there, not sure if l had been dreaming. When l eventually summoned to urge to move l walked along the landing to the bathroom. I could hear my her on the telephone talking to the school. I stepped into the shower and just stood there with the water cascading over me as l tried to make sense of what had happened. I heard the shower cubicle door open and she stepped in, she was naked. The cubicle was not very big and as she stepped in her body pressed against me, she took my hands and guided them to her breasts.
“Have you seen real breasts before?” She said, pressing my hands against them.
I could only shake my head as l felt how soft and warm her tits were, l could feel her nipples were hard.
“Well now you can see them whenever you want,” she said.
She took my one hand and guided it down her body to a neat triangle of dark hair, she parted her legs and pushed my hand between her thighs.
“Do you know what that is?” She asked.
Again l could only shake my head.
“The proper name is a vagina,” she said, “some people call it a pussy and some call it a cunt, which do you prefer?”
“I….l….l don’t,” was all l could stutter.
“You can call it my cunt,” she said, “l would like that. Did you like what we did, did you like it when you came in my mouth? Would you like me to teach you how to cum in my cunt?”
Her hands went to my cock.
“Your cock is beautiful,” she said, squeezing it gently as it hardened in her hands. “I think he’d like to cum again, would you like me to show you how to cum in my cunt, it’s called fucking, would you like to fuck me.”
As she spoke l could feel her trembling, l couldn’t answer her, my fingers had found the slit between her thighs, my other hand squeezing her tit.
“We’re going to have so much fun John,” she said, “l want you to treat me like your sex slave, we can play lots of games, l can get you books and magazines to give you ideas of things to do to me, l’ll never refuse you John, it’s going to be so much fun.”
“What about Dad?” I asked, at last finding my voice.
She reached behind me and turned off the water.
“He must never know,” she replied, “there are many things he doesn’t know, l will tell you all of them. I love your father, he’s a good man but he doesn’t excite me, when l saw you masturbating and catching your cum, l knew what you were going to do and l knew straight away that you would excite me, then when you forced your cock deep into my mouth l knew you would give me what l desire, l want to be your sex slave John, l want you to do whatever you want with me. You don’t understand yet but you will soon, you will learn how to treat me, now come with me into your bedroom and let me teach you how to fuck me.
As we stepped out of the shower l reached for a towel.
“Don’t bother baby,” she said, “l’m going to have to change your bedding after we’ve finished.
She turned to face me, l was an inch or two taller than her. “You’re going to be a big man,” she said, she took hold of my cock, “and with a cock to match, the girls that get this up their cunts will love it once l teach you how to fuck a girl properly.”
I didn’t know whether to pinch myself to spin out of this dream, it had to be a dream, this couldn’t be the boring, mundane mother l saw every day, l couldn’t take my eyes off her tits, they were every bit as beautiful as those in the magazines. I know plenty now about sagging tits but remembering how she looked then they were full and heavy and l just wanted to bury my face in them.
She led me through to my bedroom. “I take it you’re a virgin,” she said, sitting on the bed.
“I don’t know what to do,” l replied, conscious of the fact that standing before her my fully erect cock was only inches from her face.
“Don’t worry, just do what comes naturally, he is so beautiful,” she replied, leaning forward and kissing the head. There was a bead of clear liquid oozing from the eye.
“That’s called pre cum,” she said, “it’s to lubricate a girl’s cunt, most girls your age will need lubrication to take a cock like this but don’t worry my cunt is creaming, do you want to see?”
“I’ve never seen what a girl has down there,” l said, “that old man in the market sells books with pictures from nudist camps but you can never see anything down there, only a smudge.”
She moved back onto the bed she laid down with her legs parted, her knees bent. I was staring straight at her cunt, there were two flappy folds protruding l immediately compared it to the petals of a flower. The triangle of her pubic hair sat just above like a crown. She put both hands between her thighs, touching the folds.
“These are called labia or cunt lips,” she said, “you know what lips are for don’t you?”
“Kissing,” l replied.
“Would you like to kiss them?” She said.
I knelt beside the bed and looked closely, l could see her cunt glistening with moisture, l wanted to kiss it. I leaned forward, brushing my lips against her labia. She let out a deep sigh and trembled and l saw a trickle of liquid oozing from her cunt. I pressed my mouth against her, licking the moisture.
“Oh my god!” She cried out, “oh yes! Put you tongue inside me.”
The tip of my tongue found the hole, l pressed harder and my tongue slipped inside. I loved the taste of her and pressed harder to get my tongue deeper inside her.
“Oh yes!” She sighed as the trickle of moisture increased, l swallowed it, it had more flavour than my spunk and l liked it.
She pushed me away then using her fingers she parted her cunt lips. Her one finger pointed to a lump just above the hole where my tongue had been.
“That’s my clitoris or clit,” she said, “that’s the most sensitive part of my cunt, you can make a girl cum just by playing with it, with some girls it’s bigger than others, just like boys with their cocks, but if you kiss it and suck it it gets bigger.”
I leaned forward again, my lips locating the rubbery nub, l kissed it then sucked on it, feeling it swell. She groaned in response and l sucked harder.
“Yes…yes!” She cried, “bite it…..bite down on it.”
I wasn’t sure if she meant it so gently took it between my teeth.
“Bite harder!” She shouted, “do it now you gorgeous boy, bite me.”
I bit harder and immediately she cried out, her back arched and she shuddered just as a jet of liquid shot from her cunt straight into my mouth. She grabbed my head and pushed me hard against her cunt as more liquid shot into my mouth, l swallowed it hungrily as l felt her thighs clamp round my head. She trembled violently again. I wanted more of her liquid, l managed to locate her clitoris and bit down on it again. She screamed and shook violently as another jet of the sweet nectar flooded my mouth.
She collapsed back on the bed, her body trembling. She reached out her arms.
“Come to me you beautiful boy,” she said, “kiss me and tell me you love me.”
I climbed onto the bed and knelt above her.
“I do love you Mum,” l said, “l love what we’re doing.”
My face was covered with the juices from her cunt. She pulled me down and kissed me then began licking it from my face.
“I want you to fuck me now,” she said, “there are lots of positions for fucking, l will teach you them, but first l want you to do one of my favourite ways but l want it hard baby, l want you to be rough with me, l’m your slave and you have to treat me like that, you own my body baby.”
She told me to stand up, then she lifted her legs. She told me to hold her ankles and press them down so that they were either side of her head. I could see how that left her cunt stretched open the petals of her cunt lips pulsing as if her cunt was breathing. She told me to get above her and she guided my cock to the entrance of her cunt.
“Now l want you to come down on top of me,” she said, “l want you to drive every inch of your beautiful cock deep into my cunt.”
I couldn’t hold back, l crashed down on top of her feeling the heat of her as l gave her every inch.
“Yes….yes!” She cried, “again, do it again, pull back and ram it up me, keep doing it.”
The second time l put force behind it, l saw her eyes roll backwards as my body crashed against her.
“My tits!” She cried, “squeeze my tits, twist my nipples, do it baby.”
I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her tits as l began pumping my cock into her cunt. Her cunt felt like a furnace. I pinched her nipples hard, l was out of control, l wanted to hurt her.
“Oh yes baby!” She yelled as l felt a flood around my cock. “Give me your spunk baby, put your seed in my belly.”
It was like fireworks going off in my brain, l cried out as l crashed down hard again, my fingers digging deep into her tits. The pain shot through from my balls and along my cock until l came deep inside her.
I’d had some big loads of spunk since l started wanking but this one was gigantic by comparison, my cock was pulsing wildly inside her, l felt her cunt contracting as if she was milking me, that just made me pump more. I looked at her tits, they were bright red and bruised and somehow that made my cock pump harder until l finally collapsed on top of her.
She held me, kissing me as l lay on top of her, both of us exhausted, my erection slowly subsiding until she sighed again as it slipped from her cunt. I rolled off her, lying beside her on my side. I looked at her breasts.
“I hurt you, l’m sorry,” l said.
“Don’t be baby,” she replied, reaching over and squeezing my cock gently. “It feels like you’re ready for another,” she giggled, “oh the miracle of youth, but you must be hungry, you haven’t had your breakfast yet, let me get you something to eat then you can fuck me again if you want.”
“I keep waiting to wake up and realise this is just a dream,” l said.
“It’s me that’s in dreamland baby,” she said, leaning over and kissing my cock, “l’ve wanted this for so long, you wouldn’t believe how close l’ve come to ripping my clothes off in front of you and begging you to fuck me, l spend hours fucking my cunt with anything l can find wishing it was you inside me.”
“But you never….”
“How could I,” she interrupted, “l was terrified you would tell your father.”
“Is he rough with you when he fucks you?”
“Oh no.” She laughed, “your father hasn’t fucked me for years, he believes we’re too old for that, if it wasn’t for the parties l would go mad.”
“What parties?”
“Look,” she said, sliding to the edge of the bed and standing up, she took a wad of tissues and pushed it between her thighs. “Let me clean up and slip something on, l’ll get you breakfast then tell you everything l promise.”
“Don’t put anything on,” l said, “I like seeing you naked.”
“Okay baby,” she smiled, “l promised l would do anything you tell me to do and l meant it but we have to keep it secret from your father and Laura.”
I waited for her to finish in the bathroom before l got up, then I went in, l needed to pee, my cock was still hard and showed no sign of subsiding.
When l entered the kitchen she was cooking on the stove, l took a second to look at her, l could never have imagined her as sexy but the view l had of her and the memory of what we had done had changed all that. I walked over to her, standing behind her, l put my arms around her and held her breasts, pressings my erection against her back.
“Careful,” she giggled, “these sausages are spitting, l don’t want hot fat on my tits.”
“I want to fuck you again,” l said.
“Eat your meal first,” she replied, “l have a lot to tell you but yes you can fuck me again, hopefully we can get a couple of fucks before your father and Laura come home.”
We sat opposite each other at the table, it was a surreal moment, both of us naked and anticipating what was to come. I stretched out my leg and placed it between her thighs. She parted to give me access and giggled when my toes made contact with her cunt.
“You’re learning quickly,” she grinned, “are you happy to be fucking Mummy.”
“I still can’t believe it,” l replied, “don’t you do any of this stuff with Dad?”
“He’s never been that interested in sex,” she replied, “he saw it as his duty to get me pregnant twice but after that he decided his duty was done.”
“So you don’t get any sex at all then.”
“That’s what l need to tell you,” she said. We had finished the meal so she suggested we move into the lounge. We sat side by side on the sofa, she immediately took hold of my cock, stroking it gently. I put my arm around her, she leaned toward me allowing me to hold her right breast, playing with her nipple.
“You know that l grew up on a farm,” she began, “it was a big estate owned by the local Lord. It was the nineteen twenties and early thirties, your Grandad worked with the heavy horses and Grandma worked in the dairy as a milk maid. It was hard work and we never had much money but we were happy. My sister, your Aunt Carol, is two years younger than me but she was always more adventurous. When l was sixteen it was decided that we would both have to go into what was called Service. We were sent of to the vicarage in town, l became the upstairs maid, Carol worked as a kitchen maid. The vicar and his wife were very kind and we enjoyed working there.”
I was enjoying her playing with my cock and sighed when she pulled back my foreskin and traced her nail around the sensitive head, l pinched her nipple and she turned her face to kiss me.
“Towards the end of the thirties it became obvious that there was going to be trouble. The local army camp was filling up with new recruits. When war was declared the vicar was told that some of his staff would have to do war work, it was decided that Carol would stay and l would go to work in the ammunitions factory. I was still allowed to live at the vicarage.
After the defeat in Europe when our troops had to be rescued from Dunkirk, the army camp filled up. There were dances held at the weekend, Carol and I would go and it was there she met your Uncle Jack. I was never very happy with Jack, he always seemed to pay me too much attention and would often put his hand on my bottom.
Carol and Jack had been seeing each other for over a year when she discovered she was pregnant. A wedding was hastily arranged but Jack had to stay living in the camp. When she was four months pregnant she told me that Jack didn’t want to have sex with her in case he hurt the baby, he said he still needed to have sex though so he would have to find someone else until the baby was born. She was upset, afraid he was going to ditch her and leave her with the baby. She said she had pleaded with him, saying he could still do it with her but had to be gentle, she said he had always enjoyed being rough when he did it to her, that she had enjoyed it too, she said she was so afraid she was going to lose him, she said she knew that Jack fancied me, he had often talked to her about how good it would be to have both of us in bed with him at the same time, she asked me if l would let him fuck me.”
“Wow!” I said, “did you let him fuck you?”
“Not at first no,” she replied, “but when she told him that l had refused he said that he had already started seeing another woman and he would do it with her instead. She pleaded with me to let him fuck me, she was desperate so l agreed.”
“Were you still a virgin?” I asked.
“Technically yes,” she replied, “Carol and I had played with each other with one of the church candles so my hymen was broken. We used to giggle with each other on a Sunday when the vicar lit a candle during service wondering if it was the one we had been playing with the day before.”
“How did you do it with Uncle Frank?”
“He had a job as a driver on camp and borrowed a car to take us into the country for a picnic, both Carol and I were nervous. He took us to a field way out in the country, we were laying out the picnic when he told me to take my clothes off. I was shocked but also had a funny feeling in my tummy. I was on my knees on the blanket, he was in front of me. He undid his trousers and took out his cock, l’d never seen one before, he told me to kiss it. I went to protest but Carol stopped me saying that he liked her to take his cock in her mouth, she told me it was alright, that it wouldn’t hurt me.”
“So you were a cock sucker before you were fucked,” l laughed.
“It’s alright for you to laugh,” she smiled, “l know it sounds daft now after what we’ve done but decent girls didn’t do things like that in those days.”
“But you did it though?”
“He said that if l didn’t agree to take my clothes off and suck his cock he would ditch Carol and find another woman,” she said, “Carol was crying and pleading with me, she said that if he ditched her she would be without money and out on the streets.”
“All this time he was stood before me, his cock was fully erect right in front of my face, l couldn’t take my eyes off it. I had a wet feeling between my legs, it felt the same as when Carol put the candle inside me. I felt all my resistance fading away. I stood up and started undoing my dress. Frank said l was too slow, that he wasn’t going to wait all day, he told Carol to help me undress. As she did she whispered to me, telling me to do as he said, that l had to make it so he enjoyed fucking me.”
I turned towards her and put my hand between her thighs, she opened wide and I pushed two fingers into her cunt, her grip tightened on my cock and she began pumping me. We both knew it was time to stop talking, that neither of us could wait any longer. I went to get between her legs but she stopped me.
“Like this,” she said, twisting away from me and getting onto her knees, bending over the back of the sofa. “They call it doggy style,” she said, “you can ram it in harder and deeper.”
I got behind her, she reached back between her thighs and held my cock, guiding it to her dripping wet cunt.
“Just do it,” she said, “deep and hard…do it now.”
My head was banging, my cock felt as if it was about to burst. I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her it was like fucking a bowl of boiling liquid. My body slammed against her buttocks she screamed and came, shaking violently. I couldn’t hold back as my cock exploded inside her pumping my spunk deep. I kept heaving, trying to get deeper, l could feel her pushing back as liquid squirted out around my cock. I collapsed on top of her, my cock pumping until l was dry then carried on pulsing as her cunt gripped me, milking my spunk.
“Oh god Mum,” l whispered, “l never thought it would feel like this, does everyone feel like this when they fuck?”
“Only the lucky ones baby,” she said, “only the very lucky ones.”
“I’m trying Mum but l don’t think l have any spunk left.”
“That’s okay baby, keep trying, keep ramming and pulsing it feels so good.”
“I love fucking you Mum,” l said, “l want to fuck you for ever.”
“You can baby,” she replied, “you can have me whenever you want, you never need to ask, just take me, l’ll do anything you ask, anything.”
Even though l was dry my cock was still rigid, still pulsing. When l pulled out she turned taking hold of it, kissing it and licking the mixture of our juices.
“I want yours,” l said, pushing her back onto the sofa and spreading her legs wide. Her cunt was gaping and l could see she was full of my spunk. I pressed my mouth to her cunt, my tongue delving into her boiling pot as l licked and sucked and swallowed. I could feel her clitoris as hard as a nut, l bit on it, she squealed and liquid jetted into my mouth. Her legs wrapped around my neck, squeezing tight, forcing my mouth hard against her.
When she orgasmed once more she finally relaxed, lying back on the sofa. Our bodies were bathed in sweat, she was heaving, gasping for air. I rolled onto the floor and she came with me, lying on top of me, her head on my chest. We held each other as our breathing calmed, l could feel my heart beating against her. Slowly we drifted, her body pressed against me felt good.
She stirred first, l had no idea how long we had been asleep. When l opened my eyes she was staring down at me, smiling. She kissed me then slowly slid down my body, kissing my chest, sucking gently on my nipples. Her kisses went lower over my tummy to the sparse hair barely covering my groin until she found her prize. My cock had finally subsided but as she kissed it and took it into her mouth l felt it coming back to life. She released me and looked up smiling.
“See,” she smiled, “l can raise the dead.”
“I love you Mum,” l said, “l’ve always loved you but this is more, l want to live inside you, l never want anyone else.”
“Shush baby,” she said, “there will be others, hopefully there will be many others, l want you to have a full life but l will always be there when you want me.”
“I want to fuck you forever Mum,” l said.
“Even when l’m old?” She smiled.
“Forever Mum, l mean it, l don’t care how old you are l want to be fucking you.”
“That sounds so good baby,” she said, kissing my cock, “there will be others, there must be others but l will always be ready, l want you to use me for your wildest fantasies, there are things you are going to learn about me, l want you to enjoy them.”
I told her l wanted to hear the rest of her story, she said we should shower first. “I need to clean this place up before Laura and your father get home, thank god the sofa is leather, if it wasn’t it would be ruined.”
“Will you stay naked Mum?” I said, “l want to be able to watch you walking around naked, l want to have you naked outside like you were with Uncle Frank, l want to fuck you outdoors, even in places where we might be seen, will you do that?”
“I made a promise baby,” she said, “l’m your sex slave now, you can do what you want with me, but we have to be careful about people seeing us doing it, it sounds fun but in this town there are no secrets and if your father finds out he would kick me out.”
Showering was just another groping session under water, we were pressed together in the small cubicle but l could still get my fingers inside her cunt, she told me how to find the most sensitive areas and l managed to bring her to orgasm. Afterwards she told me to wait in my room while she went downstairs and cleaned up.
“Do you want me to bring you up something to eat when l’m finished?” She said.
“Your cunt will do,” l smiled.
“You’re learning fast,” she said, kissing me, “l love it when you talk to me like that.”
“I’ve never heard a woman say the things you’ve said,” l replied, “l know us boys say dirty things when we talk about some of the girls and teachers but l’ve never heard a woman speak like that.”
“Do you like it?” She asked.
“I think it’s sexy,” l said, “it makes me want to do things to you, dirty things.”
“I’ll get you books to read and magazines to look at with all sorts of dirty ideas,” she said.
“Where do you get them?”
Frank gets them when he travels to Europe.
“So does Frank still fuck you then, all these years he’s been fucking you?”
“Let me go and clean up,” she said, “l’ll tell you everything when l come back.”
I sat on the bed waiting for her to return, thinking about everything that had happened in just over twenty four hours. I know now how many boys fantasise about fucking their mothers, over the years l have read many so called accounts where mothers are described as being super hot sex goddesses. My mother was not like that, she was the sort of woman you would pass in the street and not give a second glance, not because she was fat and ugly, far from it, she certainly wasn’t fat and neither was she ugly. The problem was the way she dressed, all of a sudden l was aware of how her plain simple dresses hid what was underneath. Her breast were big and heavy but did not sag as much as some that l have seen since, not that sagging breasts have ever been a problem for me. I prefer large breasts but have never considered myself that wonderful that l could afford to be fussy, l have learned to appreciate the female body in all its forms.
Sitting there l could see her naked just by closing my eyes, l could feel the heat inside her cunt on my cock, l could taste the nectar from her cunt.
My cock was rigid again when she walked in carrying a glass of lemonade and some biscuits.
“I hope that’s for me,” she giggled, giving my cock a flip with her free hand as she placed the glass and biscuits beside the bed.
“I want to hear what happened in that field,” l said, “did he fuck you? Did Auntie watch?”
“Carol more or less undressed me,” she said, “she seemed to be excited by what was happening. Frank told me to get on my knees with my head down and bottom raised, he told me to spread my thighs. He said he was going to fuck me like dogs do, he said that l would be his bitch, he said that he had two bitches, Carol and me.”
“Were you wet like you are now?” I said, my fingers had worked their way into her cunt and l could feel how hot and wet she was.
“I was nervous,” she replied, “but also l could feel a churning in the pit of my stomach, then Carol reached over, pulled my buttocks apart and told him to make it deep and hard. I realised then that the two of them had set me up and suddenly l was very wet.”
“And was it deep and hard?”
“He was fully in me in one powerful thrust,” she replied, “then Carol started calling me a dirty bitch as he started to fuck me, ramming into me with each thrust, it was just too much, l couldn’t help myself, l had the most powerful orgasm l had ever had up till then, followed by another when he emptied his seed into me. When he pulled out, Carol moved in and took his cock into her mouth, l had never even imagined things like that, l just lay there watching, not even bothering to try and cover my nakedness.”
“Did it happen again?”
“It happened most weekends if Frank could get off the camp, he insisted that l didn’t wear anything under my dress, he would drive us out to the country and fuck me while Carol watched, usually she played with her cunt. I have to admit l soon came to look forward to it, it was the most exciting thing l had ever done.”
“Weren’t you afraid of getting pregnant?”
“After the first time Carol insisted he used something, the soldiers used to get issued with a rubber condom, they called the Johnies. It didn’t feel as good as when he did it naturally that first time but l couldn’t take the risk.”
“So did he carry on fucking you after the baby was born?”
“He never stopped, he still fucks me now” she replied, “he even tried to get me fucked by a black man, it was in early 1945, the camp was filling up with American soldiers ready for the invasion, Frank arrived one Saturday with a black man in the car, we’d seen some in town but l’d never spoken to one, his name was Eugene, l don’t think Frank had told him he wanted to see him fuck me, we went out to the country for a picnic and Frank took Carol for a walk, l’m sure they were both hiding, watching us but when l started talking to Eugene l discovered he was a very gentle man, he was nervous with me as he said that back home he was not allowed to talk to white ladies.”
I said l had read about things like that.
“We talked for an hour, he was so sweet,” she said, “he even wrote poetry, he read one to me it was beautiful.”
“Frank was angry,” she continued, “he dropped Eugene off back at the camp then pulled onto some rough ground. He told me to get out and take my dress off, he made me lie across the front of the car. He took off his belt and started hitting my bottom with it, he said if l cried out he would hit me harder.”
I was rock hard by then, my cock oozing pre cum. She used her finger to scoop some up then put it in my mouth to suck off.
“But you still let him fuck you after that,” l said.
“Don’t judge me baby,” she said, “my head was all over the place, l was crying while he beat me but l still came, l was so ashamed, he was laughing at the liquid spraying from my cunt, he called me a dirty slut then forced me to lick out Carol’s cunt while he fucked me.”
“I don’t judge you Mum,” l said, “l just wish l’d been there to see it.”
She laughed then bent over and kissed my cock, licking the pre cum away.
“There was one more big incident at the start of May that year. Frank arrived and said that he expected to be going away for a while, we all knew the invasion was about to happen but never talked about it. He said he wanted a special fuck with me. Carol usually sat in the front of the car but that day he told me to sit in the front and her on the back seat. As we left town he told me to take my dress off, as soon as l did, Carol grabbed it and stashed it in the back so l couldn’t reach it.
We reached our usual spot but instead of him fucking me there he told me to walk with him. We walked down a wide track, it was wide enough for a car so l thought it was strange that we were walking. Carol followed but she left my dress in the car. We walked for about ten minutes to a place where the was a large fallen tree by the side of the track. He told me to bend over the log and spread my legs, my cunt was so wet with anticipation. I looked back just as he took off his belt, l tried to get up but he pushed me down with one had while he started beating my bottom with the belt. He was calling me dirty names and after a few strokes l came. He told me to kneel, his cock was out and he told me to suck it. He kept turning me in different directions, then grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth hard. He was hitting the back of my throat and making me gag, l could feel my cunt creaming and l came again. He put me back over the tree, kicked my legs wide apart then fucked me harder than he’d ever done before, The tree was rough and it hurt my tits and tummy but still it felt good, so much so that when he asked me what l wanted l told him to fuck me harder.
When he came l came with him, squeezing him as he unloaded inside me, l realised he wasn’t wearing a condom but at that moment l didn’t care, l wanted to feel his spunk inside me. When he pulled out he gave me his cock to suck clean, then he put three fingers up my cunt and made me lick the mixture from them. I staggered all the way back to the car, just as we reached it l heard another car, l tried to get into our car but Frank stopped me. Just then a car came down the track, it was full of soldiers, they were all cheering and whistling as they drove past, l realised that l had been completely set up that they had been hiding and watching, that soon everyone on the base would know how big a slut l was.”
“I need to fuck you Mum,” l said, “l can’t hold it much longer.”
“I understand baby,” she said, “I’m not far off myself so don’t wait for me, just fuck me and fill me with spunk.”
I got between her legs and lifted her ankles over her head like the first time l’d fucked her. Her cunt was open and leaking juices. I placed my cock and drove it into her, she sighed as l began fucking her hard but after a few strokes l cried out.
“I can’t help it Mum!” I shouted as l drove deep into her and came.
She shook from top to bottom as her cunt flooded with orgasm, l humped my cock deep, draining my balls then collapsed on top of her, still pulsing until l was dry. She held my face in both hands and kissed me.
“That will have to be the last one for today,” she said, “sometimes Laura comes home early on a Friday.”
“I don’t think l have any spunk left,” l smiled.
“You said that earlier but you still managed to find some,” she kissed me.
“What happened after that day, what about Eugene?” I asked,
“Frank let me get dressed once we were back in the car, l was upset but excited as well. I wasn’t sure if l should be ashamed at being excited but every time Frank reached over and put his hand up my skirt l felt my cunt react.”
“He took us both back to the vicarage, l had a bath, l was in my room thinking about what had happened, how l was going to be able to face anyone from the camp when something hit my window. I looked out and saw Eugene. I went down to him, he told me he had sneaked off camp as he had been told he was being moved the following day, he asked if l would walk down to the river with him. It was late in the afternoon and there were few people about although those that saw me with a black man stopped and stared.
We walked along the river bank to a quiet area and sat on the grass. He couldn’t tell me where he was going but the general feeling was that the invasion was close. I asked him if he would come back for me, he said that would be difficult, he said that he could never take me back to his home, he said he would be lynched for being with a white woman. I said he could stay in this country, we could get married. He smiled and said he would like that but doubted if he would be made any more welcome in this country. I said l didn’t want him to go but knew he had to, l said l would like him to make love to me just once, l wanted him to have a good memory to take with him.”
“Did he have a big cock?” I asked, “l’ve heard that black men have huge cocks. Did he fuck you?”
“It wasn’t like that baby,” she said, “it was beautiful, yes he was bigger than Frank but he was so gentle, he kissed me and stroked my body, building me slowly to orgasm, it wasn’t violent like with Frank, it was just beautiful. We lay together for ages after with him inside me then he said he had to get back before he was missed. He walked me back to the vicarage and we kissed outside the front door.”
“What happened to him?”
“It was two months later,” she replied, “l hadn’t heard from him and on top of that l had discovered l was pregnant.”
“Did you have a black baby?” I asked.
“I didn’t know if it was his or Frank’s,” she replied. “I wanted it to be Eugene’s, l went to the camp and asked to speak to someone who could give me information, l had to wait around for hours but eventually l was told that he never actually made it to France, his ship got too close to the shore and hit the rocks, it sank and Eugene didn’t survive.”
“Oh god Mum l’m so sorry, what about the baby?” I could see she was crying, l put my arm around her.
“I was heartbroken,” she said, “then two days later l started to bleed, l was taken to hospital but l lost the baby.”
“Oh Mum, l’m so sorry, so where did Dad come in all this?”
“That was when l went back to work,” she replied, “l was transferred to another department and your father was my boss. He knew nothing about my history, he was so kind and helpful, we started having our sandwiches together at lunchtime. He never made any approach or anything, he was a perfect gentleman.”
“What about Frank?” I asked.
“He stayed in Germany for a short while after the war was over but he did come back for my wedding, l don’t know why l accepted your father’s proposal, l suppose because he offered security. I was in my room in the vicarage getting ready to go to church when Carol came in and brought Frank. Immediately l felt a surge in my tummy. He wasted no time, telling me to lie on my tummy on the bed, l made no effort to stop him, l could feel my cunt getting wet. He lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. I didn’t need to be told, l got onto my knees with my bottom raised and my thighs parted. I came as soon as he entered me, he was quick, just ramming a few strokes into me before he came. He told me to leave my panties off as he wanted me to be standing at the altar with his spunk running down my leg. We didn’t have a reception as such, just a few drinks in the pub. When l went to the ladies Frank was in there, he pushed me over the wash basin and fucked me again saying he wanted to be the first one to fill my cunt with spunk as a married woman.”
“Wow Mum!” I said.
“Well that’s how it all started baby,” she said, “I had to learn how to appear to be an ordinary bothering housewife with a boring husband while at the same time being a sex slave to Frank.”
“l want to know more Mum,” l said.
“I know baby,” she replied, “and l will tell you but we have to sort ourselves out before Laura or your father come home, l’m going to need some time to get my emotions in order.”
“Can l fuck you tomorrow?” I asked as l watched her climb off the bed.
“It’s going to be difficult as it’s the weekend,” she said. “If you can get home early from your paper round they will still be in bed, we might be able to manage a quickie but l can’t promise, l can’t afford us to be found out.”
“I wasn’t to fuck you every chance l get,” l said.
“I know baby,” she replied, “l want it too, l promise l’ll try to work something out.”
She came to me, kissed me the bent and kissed my cock.
“If you have to wank in bed tonight, don’t worry about the sheets, l’ll wash them in the morning,” she said, walking to the door and blowing me a kiss before she left.
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