Message-ID: <7501eli$9804032136@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Ann Douglas Subject: RPT- Home Again (2/2) MF Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <3.0.1.32.19980402133042.006b8a9c@pop.tiac.net> Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age in your comments. It gives me a better idea who my audience is. Home Again Part Two by Ann Douglas Mary sat silent for long moments as the only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock on the wall and the beating of their hearts. A.C. could feel beads of sweat on his neck that began to run down his back. What had he said? Mary finally smiled and reached out and took his hand in hers. Her grip was firm but gentle. Her voice, when she spoke, was gentle and soft. "You know A.C., when you and Josh were younger, I sometimes wished that you were really my son. I couldn't have cared more for you if you were though. Right now, at this moment, I'm glad you're not. Because if you were, I could never say what I think I'm about to. A.C. could feel a slight tremble in her hand, a tremble that could be reflected in the pit of his own stomach. "Take me to bed, A.C." she finally asked. "Be my lover for tonight. Just tonight, I'm not that foolish to think there would ever be anything beyond that. But just for this moment in time, help me remember what it's like to love and be loved." "Oh God!" A.C. thought as he looked at the sincerity in her eyes. "What have I done?" The ticks of the clock on the wall seemed to stretch to minutes instead of seconds as he carefully considered his response. If Mary were just some woman he met in a bar, twice his age or not, he'd have no problem taking her to bed and forgetting about it tomorrow. But she wasn't just some woman, she was Josh's mother. She was the closest thing he'd ever had to having his own mother. He couldn't do something like this. "A.C.?" Mary softly asked. He knew she wanted an answer. He ran the words over in his mind one more time. That the two of them would almost be like incest. Yes, that was the track to take. Despite all his boyhood fantasies, they were almost family. Didn't he read once somewhere where a lot of guys had sexual fantasies about their mothers. A second voice told him that he was being silly, no matter what he thought, they weren't related. She wasn't his mother. Finally, a new question popped into his head. Why was it that the idea of spending the night in Mary's bed didn't seem as bad an idea as it did just a few minutes ago. Could it be that without admitting it to himself all these years, it was what he really wanted to happen? "Mary. All my life, I've thought of you almost as if you were my mother." he began as he gently took her other hand in his. "But right now, for the first time I can remember, I'm glad to know that you're not. Because if you were my mother for real, I wouldn't be able to do ... this...." The tall young man leaned forward and kissed Mary on the lips with as much desire as he had felt towards any woman. It was definitely not the kiss of a son. Surprised for a moment by the kiss, Mary had only the slightest hesitation before she responded in kind. A.C. in turn was startled to find Mary's tongue pressing between his lips but happy to open them enough to permit it's passage. He felt Mary take his left hand and slide it up and under her shirt, placing the flesh of his outstretched palm against that of her naked and ample breast. A bridge had been crossed. A decision made. Whatever the morning dawn brought, neither of them would regret it. The interplay of tongues between them was electric as two sets of hands explored each others body. The soft flesh beneath Mary's shirt seemed on fire as A.C. played with her bounty. His thumbs pressed against her nipples, marveling at their size as he imagined how nice they were going to feel in his mouth. Unable to wait any longer, A.C. grabbed the side of Mary's shirt and pulled it upward, exposing one of the white globes to the cool air conditioned air. Mary's breast was capped with one of the widest areolas he'd ever seen, over two inches across. In the center was a long thick nipple as large as that on a baby bottle. "You are so beautiful." A.C. exclaimed as he planted a soft kiss on the top of Mary's exposed globe. A loud sign erupted from Mary as she felt the wetness engulf her mound. It'd been so long since she'd known any touch other than her own. She closed her eyes and savored the sensation. As A.C. made no effort to quickly expose her other breast, it was obvious that he was going to take his time. His tongue darted to and fro, tracing wide circles around the large nipple. Then he would tickle it directly before taking it whole into his eager mouth once again. Like a babe seeking nourishment, the younger man nurtured at the source of motherhood. Each movement of his tongue, each nip of his teeth, send long absent sensations though Mary's reclining form. "Oh, this feels good." Mary moaned as she laid back with her eyes closed and just enjoyed the feel of A.C.'s attentions. A few minutes later, A.C. finally exposed her other ample breast and repeated his performance. The result of which was to send Mary further into a blissful state. Again and again he covering her flesh with his warm mouth, leaving a trail of warm saliva. A.C. buried his face in the valley between her breasts and drank deeply of the mixture of perfume and sweat. It was an inebriating aroma. Her eyes still closed, Mary ran her hands across the back of her young lovers head, guiding his tongue to her most sensitive areas. Lifting his head, Mary pulled her shirt completely off. With a wide smile on her face the now topless woman eased A.C. back onto the sofa cushion. Duplicating his own actions, she slid his own shirt up over his chest, exposing a well developed set of pecs and apps. She leaned over and kissed him lightly. Continuing downward, she kissed each of his nipples and gave them a playful lick as well. A.C. had never considered his own nipples as a sexual area before. It was an idea he would have to look at more in the future. Right now, Mary had a more immediate goal. Kissing her way down across his flat stomach, the blonde paused at the elastic waistband of his shorts and pulled them down, taking his boxers with them. To her delight, his hard cock sprang free, bouncing in the open air. A.C.'s cock had grown considerable during his late teen growth spurt. Fully erect it stood almost eight inches and was as thick if not thicker than her husbands. "Now that is beauty." she said as she traced her outstretched finger along it's length. Mary continued to play with A.C.'s cock, cupping his balls in her hand as she ran her other hand up and down it's measure. Closing her fingers a little tighter she could feel the power of his young manhood. Leaning forward, Mary tongued the tip of his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. A.C. thought he would explode right there and then. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down the length of his shaft and swirled around his balls. He couldn't wait for that hot, wet sensation when her mouth could close over his aching cock. Taking her time, Mary sucked on his balls, then moved her way back up his shaft. Then in a fluid motion she engulfed the length of his cock, sliding his young meat all the way down her throat. She let it slide out slowly, then swallowed it again. She could feel the heat in his balls, she knew it wouldn't take many strokes before she was rewarded with a steady stream of hot cream. "Oh God.....Oh God!...." A.C. gasped as he tried to hold back. It was a one side contest. Mary had almost three decades of practice behind her, she played his cock and balls like a musical instrument. "I'm gonna come...." He managed to gasp, seconds before bursts of salty cum erupted into her mouth. As soon as she felt the first drops, Mary deep throated his cock and swallowed the seemingly endless stream as fast as it came. She'd always like the taste of her husbands cum, but was glad to learn that A.C.'s had its own special taste. With a slight reluctance, Mary let the semi-hard cock slip from her mouth. A strange thought filled her head. It was like riding a bike, how easily it all came back to her once she got started. A.C. was still speechless, the enormity of what had happen was still sinking in. Extending two fingers of her hand, Mary wiped a small stream of whiteness that had dripped from her mouth. Running her tongue across her fingers she licked them clean. "That, was the best." A.C. said as he finally found his voice. "I really mean that." He sat up and kissed her, tasting his own ejaculation on her tongue. Usually, this turned him off like a sudden cold shower. This time he found it highly erotic. "Now it's my turn." A.C. grinned as he slid down to the carpeted floor. Following A.C. instructions, Mary slid off her shorts and panties and spread her legs. A.C.'s eyes opened wide as he looked up at the hairiest bush he had ever seen. Mary's entire crotch was covered with long blonde hair. All of the women the young man had been with before had trimmed their hair. Like the kiss, he also found this to be erotic. A.C. reached out between Mary's legs and traced the outline of her light colored mound with his finger. He moved to the center of her mound and rubbed back and forth against it. As his finger became lubricated by the wetness there, he slowing slid it between the folds. A soft gasp escaped Mary's lips as A.C. slid the finger in and out, again and again. After a few minutes, A.C. replaced his fingers with his tongue. An action that met with louder moans of approval from Mary. "Oh God yes!" Mary exclaimed at the touch of his tongue against her valley. Mary leaned back on the couch and spread her legs even wider, inviting A.C. to further take of her delights. He kissed left and right of her treasure, before spreading Mary’s moist lips with his fingers to exposed the excited clit within. A loud sudden cry escaped Mary’s lips as A.C. made contact with her love button. Countless nights of practice on a steady stream of willing coeds proved their worth as A.C. demonstrated his skill as a first class pussy licker. Raising one of her legs atop the back of the couch, the 45 year old rolled her head back and closed her eyes, loosing herself in the warm sensations radiating out from her sexual center. Mary’s cunt grew wetter and wetter with each passage of her younger lover’s tongue. He again slid a finger inside her, adding it’s motion to the rhythm he’d established. Faster and faster, moved both appendages, saturating the surrounding blonde hair with a sticky nectar. And with each repetition, both the waves of delight and resounding cries that accompanied them increased as well. “Oh yes,” Mary yelled. “Lick my pussy, you’ve gotten it so..so wet. I want to cum!” It wasn’t long before she got her wish as she felt her body tense up and eruption of fire explode between her legs. Cascading waves of passion ripped through her quaking form as the byproducts of her eruption trickled onto A.C.’s face. Ever since the night he had first sucked Jenny's pussy, A.C. had loved the taste of a woman’s juices. He eagerly lapped up as much as he could. The oscillating surf that gripped her had barely crested before Mary quickly shifted into an upright position and pulled A.C. to her. She kissed him hard, enjoying the tasting of her own fruit in his mouth. Again and again she kissed him, alternating those deep soul kisses with ones on his cheeks. Kisses that cleared the sticky residue that covered his cheeks. “I want you inside me.” she panted in between kisses. “I want your cock in my pussy!” she said in a much louder voice. It wouldn't be until the next day when he was a thousand miles away that A.C. would realize how much he had been turned on just hearing Mary talk like that. Her words were right out of his teenage masturbation fantasies. A.C. took hold of his cock and guided it to the entrance of Mary's pussy. He rubbed it up and down against her wetness a few times, covering his hardness with lubricant. Mary reached down and closed her fingers around his cock and helped guide him into her, not that he needed it. Mary let out a small gasp as she felt his cockhead push aside the outer walls of her pussy. It'd been quite a long time since she'd felt something warm and alive inside of her. A.C. echoed the soft moans as he felt those walls wrap around his hard flesh. It may not have been a tight fit, but it was most definitely a comfortable one. Because she was much looser than the majority of his previous lovers, Mary was able to take A.C.'s full length without any effort or discomfort. She lifted her ass off the floor as she pushed forward and seemed to pull him even deeper. Already he had slid in and out of her a dozen times, sending oscillating waves of pleasure radiating outward from her sexual core. Waves that became more frequent and intensive with each additional thrust. It wasn't long before the two were matched in a perfect rhythm. Each thrust being met by that of the other. Tiny droplets of sweat covered the warm flesh of each of them as they lost themselves more and more in their sexual joining. A.C. could feel that he was only minutes away from a explosive climax. So it was with a sudden disappointment that he suddenly felt Mary's hands pressing against his chest, halting his energetic thrusts. "What's wrong?" A.C. gasped. "I want to fuck you!" Mary said, her brow covered with sweat. "I thought you were." A.C. grinned. "No, you're fucking me. I want to fuck you!" she continued. A.C. finally understood and agreed with a smile. Easing the young man's firm body off her, Mary pushed him down on the soft carpeted floor. She spun around and mounted him. Her breasts hanging above his face, he was able to reach up and take hold of them. With a firm grip on each soft mound, A.C. played with each nipple as she began to ride his ever hard cock up and down. “Oh yes....yes!!” Mary panted as she felt A.C.’s manhood fill her again and again. It felt so good. It had been so very long since it had felt so good. Pinned down by her weight and the force with which she slammed her sugar walls down around his pleasure pole, there wasn’t much A.C. could do but lay back and enjoy the ride. Not that he was complaining of course. It was the first time a woman had ever taken control in love-making and he realized he could easily grow to like it. “Deeper....deeper!...Omigod...yes!” Mary yelled yet again. Beads of sweat continued to run down both their bodies as they began to rut like wild animals. . As she felt each new thrust of A.C.’s cock, Mary thought of the countless nights she’d masturbated thinking about how much she missed having a man. Breaths came in labored short gasps and Mary felt her vision blur as what had to be the most intense orgasm in a very long time set her body afire. Bright lights flashed before her eyes as she soared above that plateau that had existed for so long only in her dreams. Then as quickly as it had occurred, the sensation began to fade. Her vision cleared, and in the silence her heartbeat began to slowly return to normal. But the memory would never fade. It would be something she would remember night after night. "Oh God, that was so wonderful." Mary moaned as she laid atop A.C. and let her body relax. A.C. reached up and gently caressed her breasts, planting a kiss on her cheek as he did. His still hard cock slid from her. Reaching down between her legs, Mary took hold of his erection. She realized that she'd been so wrapped up in her own climax that she hadn't noticed that he hadn't shot his own load. A.C. was one of those guys who always took a long time to come a second time. "Oh A.C., I'm sorry." she said apologetically as she stroked his cock. "It's OK." he said as she kissed her again. "No, just give me a little time to get my breath." she smiled back. "Then we'll take care of that. A half hour later, Mary was happy to say she was indeed ready to go at it again. She didn't know if was because she had been celibate for so long or the excitement of loving her almost-son. She only knew that if she was to have only this night, she wanted to make the most of every minute. Running her hand across A.C.'s sweat covered chest, toying with his matted chest hair, Mary had a sudden inspiration. She brought her lips to his ears and whispered. "What would you think of a shower, if only to clean some of this off us?" It took A.C. a moment to realize that Mary had said "us" not "you". The idea that she was going to shower with him seemed a more carnal thought than had fucking her. "That sounds wonderful." A.C. beamed. "I love this!" A.C. said as he felt the cooling water splash against his skin. "It feels great!" Mary joined him in the shower and was instantly in his arms. They kissed for a few minutes, rubbing their hands over each other, letting the hot water cover their bodies. They each covered their hands with liquid soap from the wall mounted dispenser and soaped up each others body. A.C.'s hands slid across Mary's body, playing with her breasts, pulling them to his mouth. Again he took his time, playing with each nipple with both his fingers and tongue. Mary closed her eyes, letting herself drift in delight. It felt so good. So right. They soon changed places and Mary took one of her new lover's tiny nipples into her mouth, again showing him how erogenous an area they could be. She reached down and took his once again hard cock in her hand. "I want you to fuck me again." Mary said as her soapy fingers slid up and down his hardness. "But this time I to try something different. I want to give you something I've never given anyone else." "What?" A.C. said as warm water ran down his face. "I want you to fuck my ass." Mary said. "Your ass?" A.C. repeated in disbelief. "Yes." she confirmed. A.C. couldn't believe it. With all the girls he screwed, none had ever let him try that. It was an exciting idea. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes, it's something I've wanted to try for years. Ever since I saw it in one of those magazines that Josh keeps hidden in his desk." "You know about those?" he asked in amazement. "Of course." she smiled. "There was little I didn't know about." "Amazing." A.C. laughed. "Should we do it here?" Mary asked as she pressed her soap covered ass against his hard cock. "I think it might be better on a bed." A.C. suggested, trying to hide the fact that he'd never done it before. "Then a bed it is." Mary agreed as she gave his cock a playful tug. No sooner had they dried off and made their way to Mary's bed when the older woman hopped onto it and took up a position on all fours. Eager as well, A.C. climbed up behind her and ran his hand across her ass-cheeks. "I think we're going to need some kind of lubricant." he said, remembering an article he read in a magazine somewhere. "I have something we can use in the night table." Mary replied. Leading him over to her night table, A.C. took out a large tube of K-Y Jelly. It wasn't the tube that surprised him as much as the large flesh colored dildo that laid next to it in the drawer. This was truly a night for shattering his illusions about Mrs. Austin. Popping the lid off the jar, Mary reached in and scooped up a generous portion of it with her fingers. First she smeared it over the head of his cock, then the base. That done, she slid a gel covered finger into her ass, then a second, moving them in and out. Evidently, she actually had given this a lot of thought. Finally, satisfied with both the level of lubrication and tightness, she again took up position on all fours and spread her legs. She pushed two pillows under her chest and lowered herself onto them. Her ass hung high in the air, inviting A.C.'s entry. A.C. hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. In the "how to" article he'd read, it had said that anal sex could hurt a lot if you did it wrong. What was that saying he'd once heard. "If sex is a pain in the ass you're doing it wrong!" "It's all right. I'm ready." Mary said as she reached back and again took hold of him, guiding him to her smaller, tighter hole. "Here..." she said as she eased the head of his cock against the opening. Pushing forward, his cockhead slid inside her, her ass wrapping itself around the gel covered cock. A.C. couldn't believe the tightness of her ass, or how good it felt around his cock. A.C. had been with virgins that hadn't been this tight. He slid back a little, drawing it out about and inch, then two, then he thrusted forward and buried his shaft deep inside her. "Fuck yes!!!!" Mary yelled as she felt the pain / pleasure combination rip into her. "Fuck my ass, fill it with that big beautiful cock!" As her hole relaxed more, A.C. began to develop a rhythm, thrusting harder with each stroke. Mary followed the rhythm, pushing her ass back to meet each new thrust, until his now engorged balls slapped against her ass. Her frenzy increased with each new penetration, until she could no longer speak, only utter a grunting noise. As one hand balanced her against the bed, the other had found it's way to her clit and she frigged herself incessantly, adding to the fires raging within her. Feeling A.C. begin to tense behind her, she managed through sheer effort to again find her voice. "Fuck me...." she panted in gasps. "Fill my ass with that beautiful cum." A few seconds later, A.C. fulfilled her request as he experienced the most explosive orgasm of his young life. Mary's sphincter tightened around the base of his cock as a fountain of cum rushed into her. Each additional thrust brought more, until he was finally drained completely. Then in exhaustion he collapsed on top of her, his cock still inside her as if, even drained, she was unwilling to get him go. The second session of lovemaking left both of them totally exhausted and they slept the sleep of the contented. It was early morning before either of them opened their eyes. "Good morning, lover." Mary said as she kissed A.C. awake. "Good morning." the young man responded as he sat up in bed and looked at the nearby clock. They looked at each other for a moment. Neither had to say it, they both knew that the intimacy that they'd shared mere hours before was not to be repeated. It would however live forever in their memories. "Breakfast will be ready in about fifteen minutes." Mary Austin said as she adjusted the belt on her robe. "You have time to grab a shower if you want." "Sounds like a good idea." A.C. said as he slipped out from under the sheets and stood up. Strange as it seemed, given the events of last night, but he felt a little funny standing naked in front of Mary. He did however take note that she hadn't offered to join him in the shower. The night was really over. A.C.'s showers was brief and he stepped out of the bathroom ten minutes later. As he stepped out into the hall, he was so preoccupied that he didn't notice the tall figure standing alongside the bathroom door. "I hope you had the decency to bring your own clean underwear." said the deep male voice from behind A.C. "Josh!" he said as he whirled around. The two friends exchanged hugs, it was as if it had been days instead of months since they'd seen each other. It took only a few minutes to bring each other up to date. "I hope you haven't left my bed the mess you usually leave yours in." Josh said as he took a step toward his room, the one closest to the bathroom. "Oh shit!" A.C. said to himself, horror flashing through his mind. Josh's bed was as crisply made as it was the previous afternoon. It would be obvious that A.C. hadn't slept in it. "I knew it!" Josh exclaimed as he stepped into his room. "Josh, I...." A.C. said as he followed him. Horror turned to relief as A.C. saw that the bed was an appropriate mess. Mary had even thought of that. "..... I was just going to get to that." A.C. finished. "Hey, I'm only kidding." his friend laughed. "Let's get down to breakfast." Breakfast was as good if not better than last nights dinner. By the time the two young men were done, both of their plates were empty. A.C. couldn't remember the last time he'd had such an appetite. Mary was about to say something when the phone rang. Josh started to get up when she said she'd get it. "If that's the office, tell them I died." he quipped. The call turned out to be from Mike Ford, one of the teachers at the school that both boys had attended long ago. Mary still did some volunteer work for the PTA. The conversation was brief, merely a confirmation of previously agreed on plans. It was the tag at the end of their chat that surprised the two young men at the table. "Oh Mike, does that offer of dinner still hold for Saturday night?" Mary asked. "It does? Well then why don't you pick me up around 07:30. Good, I'll see you then. Bye." Josh Austin looked at his mother in shock. Mike Ford, a widower himself, had been asking Mary out for three months now. On every other occasion, she gave him the same pat answer - that it was too soon. Josh had begun to think that she would still be giving that same answer until long after anyone stopped asking. "What brought on this change of heart?" he asked. "Not that I'm complaining." "Oh I don't know." Mary said as she picked up the two empty plates. "I guess A.C.'s visit made me realize that I should stop acting my age - or at least how I thought a woman my age was supposed to act." "That's my friend A.C." Josh said as he slapped him on the back. "I always said you had a golden tongue." "I can attest to that." Mary said too low for her son to hear, but the wide smile on her face was evident to all. END The entire Ann Douglas collection,as well as a multitude of other great stories can be found in the alt.sex.stories.moderated archive If you are just looking for a part of one of my stories go to http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/dec.html For the main page with full listings go to http://www.qz.to/files/Authors/eli/www/erotica/assm/ -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |