Message-ID: <25154asstr$963357009@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000711182526.37439.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "brightandshining warrior" Subject: {ASSM} A Mothers Itch (bF, Mg, nc, inc, best, ped,) Date: Tue, 11 Jul 2000 19:10:09 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin <1st attachment, "A Mother's Itch.txt" begin> A Mother's Itch (bF, Mg, nc, inc, best, ped,) A Mother's Itch by Ben Prolog In every young man life comes a time when no matter haw much he pretends, he can no longer, pretend that his parents are not human, or that they do not have needs. There comes a time when they must accept the fact, no matter how shocking it may be at the time, that if it were not for the needs that their parents have, that they would not have come into this world. The following is the true story of the needs of a parent, in this case a mother, and how those shocking needs, came to affect her son in ways that he would never have dreamed. The itch was unbearable. Eunice had tried using her fingers, a brush handle and even her trusty old Alka-Seltzer bottle, but all to no avail. Eunice hated to admit it to her self, but she knew that it was again time to use Tippy. Eunice, went to her bedroom and found the old faded blanket that had recently become her good friend. She placed it under her right arm and smiled to herself as she skipped lightly down the stairs and hurried across the kitchen and out the front door. Eunice looked up and down the long covered front porch, that ran the entire length of white two story frame house, and then turning to the left scurried along the porch to the Northeast corner of the house and disappeared around the corner. She walked up the stone path, and reaching into the pocket of her dress, pulled out the key to the new padlock she had recently placed on the door to the shed. Quickly Eunice opened the lock, removed it from the latch. The door swung closed behind her as she slipped inside, and Eunice grasped the knob on the latch in her right hand and threw the bolt and the door was secured leaving her in the dark. Eunice waited for a moment, for her eyes to become accustomed to the darkness in the shed. Little oblong shafts of light split the darkness as the sun's rays found gaps in the old boards which made up the walls of the shed. These patches of light were small and the darkness of the interior, made it such that any one attempting to peer into the interior of the shed from the outside could see not but blackness. Eunice spread out the blanket on the sodden floor of the shed, smoothed it's surface and feeling her heart racing in her chest, went back to the door of the shed, which was the back entrance to the lower part of the old garage, to get Tippy. The Old Garage had stood for at least 50 years. If it had ever been painted, no evidence of such a painting could be noted on its faded weatherbeaten exterior. From the front, street side, the garage appeared to be a narrow, low, one story, detached garage, with its old wooden doors barley hanging on their rusted metal hinges. The door of the garage was barley wide and high enough to allow the entrance of a car, and once the car was fully in the garage, it would be very difficult, for the driver to extricate himself from the car's interior, as there would be, at best, a foot, between the car and the inside wall of the garage, on either side. The garage was built on the side of a hill next to an old weatherbeaten white two story house, with about a ten foot space between the house and the garage. The sides of the garage followed the slop of the hill, and when viewed from the back, the garage was a more imposing two story structure. A wooden, slat door, at the lower left corner, of the rear of the garage, was the only external entrance to the "shed" which consisted of the hollowed-out area beneath the garage portion of the structure. A trap door connected, the shed with the garage, and this trap door could be removed to allow access to the underside of a car that was parked in the garage. Inside the shed, there was a level area going back about 10 feet and then the dirt floor gradually slopped up till it met the floor of the garage, near its front. Both upper and lower portions of the garage were used for storage, and the door to the garage, on the street side, had always sported a padlock, to keep young hands and eyes from it's dark interior. In recent months, the door to the, shed had not only acquired a padlock, but also a sliding bolt so that it could be secured from the inside, as well as the outside. Ben had always been scared to enter the upper part of the garage. Cardboard had been used to cover the rough studs on the inside walls of the garage, and in the distant past someone had placed their hands in white paint, and then placed the paint covered hands on the cardboard covered walls, leaving white hand prints, on the cardboard, which looked very much like skeleton hand prints to the young boy. Ben would only enter the upper part of the garage in the company of his father or one of his older brothers or sisters. The shed portion of the garage, with it's lack of windows and dark safe interior had been one of his favorite play areas, at least until recently. It was now near the end of August, and Ben, in his 12th year, had spent the summer, with his married sister in Idaho. Upon returning home, a couple of weeks earlier, than this fateful day, he had found that his old play area, the lower level of the old garage, which they called the shed, was now off limits. He had been told that the shed was now being used to store some valuable things and so to protect these things, the lock and latch had been necessary. This new development was generally OK with Ben, because if he had wanted to look for things of value, he would not have looked in his own garage, as his family was very poor, but he would have looked in some other person's garage, where he would have had a better chance of finding something of value. On the other hand, a young boy's curiosity is another matter. Eunice heard a noise at the door of the shed, and with a smile on her face turned to the door. She would not have to find Tippy. Tippy had found her. Eunice opened the door and Tippy was through the crack in a moment. His whole body wagging. The door closed behind him and he was sniffing and jumping in excited circles around his mistress. Eunice was a big woman, between 5' 9" and 5'10", and weighing about 200 pounds. At 52, her hair was now a steel gray and just off her shoulders. Eunice smiled at the dog with a toothless grin, having left her teeth in a glass of water, by her bed, as the dog bounded around her, and lifted her dress with his nose, sniffed at the joint of her thighs. Pushing Tippy down, Eunice went to the center of the blanket and lay down on her back and allowed her legs to splay. She pulled her dress up across her breasts and as she did so Tippy used his nose and tongue to move the open crotch of her underwear out of his way. Tippy was a medium sized white mongrel, with medium length curly hair and black spots. His tail was all black except for a white spot at it's end and thus his name. He was a young dog at about 2 years and was always on the lookout for female companionship, and was now overjoyed by the new interest and opportunities afforded him, recently, by his mistress. As he saw his mistress lay down on the blanket and open her legs to him, Tippy quickly moved in and then moving the open crotch of her underwear out of the way with his nose, tasted of her warm salty sweet wetness with his long pink tongue. He could hear her make moaning happy sounds, as he parted the folds of her skin with his tongue and licked right up inside of her body. Eunice was beside herself, as Tippy licked her deeply. She looked down and watched his head move and his tongue snake into her body. The itch that had been bothering her for days, was now a flaming forest fire. It radiated out from her pubic area, sending licking flames of fire throughout her shuddering body. Eunice arched her back and placing her hands under her buttocks lifting her nether lips up to meet Tippy's ravishing tongue. She could not hold back the cries of passion that escaped her lips as the first waves of orgasm raked through her body. Eunice bounced on the blanket, as Tippy stayed right with her, his tongue licking her depths and his long red shaft, now extending fully three inches from his hairy sheath, bespoke his own enjoyment, and anticipation. With the last waves of her orgasm ebbing from her body, Eunice collapsed back on the blanket and her breath came in short pants, as the warm glow started to drain from her body. As his mistress settled back Tippy lay down himself and licked his protruding pink shaft, in preparation for what he hoped would soon come. Eunice noticed his actions and on shaky knees, with her back to the door, she crawled to Tippy, and taking his sheath in her hand, first stroked it up and down his shaft and then bending down, drew his shaft in between her moist lips and toothless gums. Tippy let out a little yap of pleasure as his mistress took his entire length into her warm wet mouth. It was especially good for Tippy, as Eunice used her lips tongue and gums to massage him, as she had no teeth to get in the way. Ben, who had been told by his mother to go play with his friend David, had not been able to find David at home and so he headed back to his own house. Ben was skipping down the steps, which ran from the street, along the far side of the house to the front of the house. He was skipping and not thinking of anything in particular, but as he rounded the corner of the house and was heading for the front door, he heard what sounded like a little cry coming form the other side of the house. Fearing that someone was hurt, he went right past the front door and around the Northeast side of the house to see what had made the noise. As he rounded the corner, Ben could see nothing, but then he heard another cry, and this time he could tell that it was coming from the shed. Ben went at almost a run to the shed, but as he reached for the door, something told him to be careful, and so slowly he open the unlatched door, just a crack, and peeked in. It took a moment for his eyes to become accustomed to the darkness. And as they did he saw his mother, on her hands an knees, crawling toward Tippy, who was laying on a blanket on the floor of the shed. Ben's mother crawled to Tippy, and then, with her back to Ben, she bent down and started to suck on Tippy's penis. At the sight of his mother taking a dog's penis into her mouth, Ben did not know what to do, and not being able to move, stood there frozen to the spot. His mouth came open, but no sound escaped his lips. Ben could see the glistening pink flesh of his dog's penis as it slipped in and out of his mother's mouth. His mothers cheeks seemed to collapse inward as she sucked on the slippery penis of the dog. Ben just stood there, shaking his head and watching the scene before him. Eunice loved the slickness of Tippy's penis as it slipped in and out of her mouth, and Eunice truly loved to suck on a penis, any penis. Her father had taught her at a very early age the pleasure that she now so craved, to have the penis of a male in her mouth. Eunice had been the apple of her father's eye and starting when she was very small he had taken her everywhere with him. He delivered freight between two small towns and he and Eunice had spent many long hours on the side of the road with his long fatherly penis sliding in and out of her young mouth. Eunice loved every thing about sucking, the taste, the feel and of course the ejaculation. They all gave her the greatest of satisfaction. As Eunice had grown her father had introduced her to the joys of all aspects of sex, she loved the feeling of a tongue in and on her private parts, as Tippy had done so well, just a few moments before, and then the feeling of having a penis within her body. Eunice couldn't really remember how old she was the first time her father had entered her, just over 8 she thought, but it didn't matter, since then it had been a major part of her life and she had loved it. After Eunice had gotten married, her husband had traveled a lot, and she had gone back to live at home while her husband was traveling to earn a living, and her father had continued to enjoy all aspects of sex with her, even after she was pregnant with her first baby. Her first son did look like her husband, at least her husband thought he did. Over the intervening years, Eunice had found various ways to satisfy her urges, while her husband was gone on his frequent trips, often lasting for months at a time, and these "ways" had helped her to satisfy her urges until her husband returned. In recent years her husband's health had started to fail, and the problem was that now, since he had become sick, when he got home from work, he was to tired to satisfy her, and she had felt sexually alone, even though her husband didn't travel much any more. Thus Eunice found herself, her on the floor of the shed, with Tippy. Eunice could feel the knot on Tippy's penis start to swell and she new it was time to truly satisfy her itch. Reluctantly she let the long hard pink shaft slip from between her mouth and gums, and pulling her dress up over her back and holding the open crotch of her underwear out of the way, she got on all fours with her rear end facing Tippy. "Come on boy" she said and patted the right cheek of her large bottom. Tippy had been enjoying having his penis sucked by his mistress. He had been with his share of bitches in the last year or so, and it had always felt good as he had mounted them, but there were usually other dogs present and the whole affair had always been a little hurried, and not as satisfying as it might have been. The feeling of having his mistress draw his penis into her mouth and work it with her lips, toothless gums and tongue were fare better than any bitch he had been able to mount. On some occasions his mistress would suck and work his penis until he would ejaculate into her mouth, with her sucking and drinking every drop. Dogs start to ejaculate their thin watery sperm, soon after their knot reaches it's maximum thickness, and continue to ejaculate for many minutes while they continue to work their penis and knot into the bitch. The knot will then stay large and hard for 15 or 20 minuets more, allowing time for the bitch to be thoroughly fertilized before the knot finally shrinks and allows the dog's well used penis to slip from the bitch's vagina and retract back into the dog's hairy sheath. On other occasions, and it looked as if today was one of those occasions, his mistress would suck on him until his knot had started to swell and then she would get on all fours and have him mount her and he would feel the glories of her inner depths. Tippy would then be allowed to work his knotty penis in and out of her to his heart's content, with no other dogs with which to share or to make a problem and then when he was through ejaculating, he could stand there with his knotted penis deep within her wonderful warm vagina, and enjoy the experience as his knot held them locked. Tippy's knot would slowly shrink, and his penis would slip from his mistress's body. Ben could hardly believe what he had seen thus far, but when his mother let the dog's penis slip from her mouth and got on all fours in front of the dog, trying her best to get the dog to mount her, Ben was really in awe. Ben watched Tippy as his front paws went up on his mother's back and then around her waist, and then he saw the dog as he tried to hump his penis into the human bitch kneeling before him. Ben had seen his dog Tippy mount female dogs on many occasions, and he knew that after he was finished with them, that he was usually stuck to the other dog for some time. This sight had always fascinated Ben and on several occasions, when no one was around Ben had even taken a hold of Tippy's sheath and moved it up and down the shaft of his penis until the dog had humped the air and started to shoot a thin watery fluid out of the end of his penis. At these times Ben had even felt the thick knot about two thirds of the way down his dogs penis as it grew, but he had no idea of it's function. Tippy's penis was fully erect and as he tried to mount Ben's mother, Ben could see it flop all around her rear-end, but it was not going into her as Ben had seen it go into female dogs. Now to see Tippy trying to get his penis into Ben's own mother, the very penis she had so recently been sucking, both terrified the boy and at the same time made his own penis start to swell. Ben's mind was quickly snapped back to the present as he saw his mother look up, and her eyes met his. Eunice knelt slapping her rear-end and trying to get Tippy to mount her. Then she felt his paws on her back and then the full pressure as they grasped her around her waist. Her underwear had fallen in the way and she could feel Tippy try in vain to enter her with his long tapered penis, but he could not find her vaginal opening. Just as Eunice was wondering how she could get his hardness where she needed it, the thought flashed through her mind that she had forgotten to bolt the door after she had allowed Tippy to come in. Her head shot up toward the door and her eyes fastened on the eyes of her young 11 year old son Ben. Eunice heard the words as they escaped her lips, "Get in here and lock the door!" Her son would do just what she told him, he always did. He would dare to do nothing different. "Help him get in me!", Eunice then heard herself say, and Ben came to her side and knelt by the vainly humping dog. Eunice felt the fabric of her open crotch underwear as it was moved out of the way by Ben's hand and the long, cool wet tip of the dog's penis as it slipped into her body. Eunice felt the dog thrust rapidly into her and soon she felt the swelling of his doggie knot as it pressed at her vagina lips on every inward thrust. Eunice felt her vaginal lips spread and stretch until finally the knot slipped within her body and then the depths of her vagina and her cervix were stimulated by the rubbery tip of the dog's penis. Now Eunice felt the knot on the inside of her vaginal lips, as it stretched them on the out stroke. Her vaginal lips grasped the knot and held the dog in her depths so that even the violent nature of his thrusts could not dislodge him from her. Oh the pressure and the pleasure that coursed through her body, Eunice thought she would die. She could feel spurt after spurt of the hot dog sperm as it hit her cervix and vaginal walls. Tippy had started to ejaculate shortly after his knot had found it's way into her depths. On and on he thrust into her willing womb and on and on his canine seed shot fourth into her warm, willing, human body. Eunice was delirious with passion and she felt her vaginal walls start to contract around the invading penis as it moved piston like into her depths. The pressure, the heat and the dog seed in her vagina were all taking her to the brink of an enormous orgasm, and then the realization that her son Ben was not only watching her be mounted by the dog, but had taken the dog's penis in his little hand and actually placed it in between the vaginal lips of his mother so that the dog could enter her, sent her over the top. Eunice felt as if her head was exploding on her shoulders and her vagina was a raging furnace as the orgasm, that was now raging through her body, peaked and she shuddered and sobbed, kneeled on the blanket in the dark of the old garage, with her son at her side, and her dog knotted deeply within her womb. Ben had felt as if he was in a trance, as his mother had commanded him into the room. He had done just what she had told him to do. He had locked the door and then, he had gone and knelt beside Tippy and taken the dog's penis in one hand and pulled his mothers underwear out of the way with the other. He had then placed the dog's hard pink wet penis at the entrance of the gaping hole he could now see at the joint of his mothers thighs and then watched as the dog had driven it's entire length into his mother. Ben had watched as the knot on the dog's penis had slipped out of the hairy sheath that had covered it and then he had seen the lips on either side of the hole into which the dog was thrusting his penis, stretch as the knot rammed against them time after time. To his utter amazement he had then seen his mother's lips stretch to the point that the knot had actually slipped inside of her. Ben then saw that there was more of the dog's penis behind the knot and that the knot now stayed in his mother and at the same time the dog continued to work his penis within the hole, at the joint of the thighs of Ben's mother, in an almost frantic manner. Ben could see the dog as it slobbered on his mother's back. Ben could see the dog's fore-paws as they grasped his mother around her waist, and Ben could see his mothers face. It was dark red and he could not tell if she was mad or in pain, but she did not look happy. She was making noises like he had never heard before and Tippy was panting and yapping along with the woman he was penetrating. Soon Ben's mother made all kinds of gurgling and crying noises, and shuddered and then she was still and Tippy finally stopped thrusting into her. Tippy stayed on Ben's mothers back and Ben reached out to try and pull him off of her, but his mother said, "Leave him alone and come here Ben!" As Eunice knelt there on the blanket enjoying the after glow of her wonderful orgasm and the beautiful filled pleasure of being tied to the dog, she felt Ben try and pull the dog free. She told him to stop and come to her, which he did, and then she had him lay in front of her. Eunice unbuckled his pants and helped him pull his pants and shorts out of her way. Eunice looked down at the slim semi-hard penis that now lay before her eyes, and she did not even hesitate to suck it's length into her mouth. She nibbled at it's head with her lips and toothless gums and then felt her lips kiss it's hairless base, but still it did not become hard. Eunice lifted her head and let the long thin penis slip from between her lips and sucked first one his young hairless balls and then the other into her mouth. She could hear Ben moan as she did this, and then she sucked them both into her mouth, testing their hardness with her gums and feeling Ben wince as she gnawed first on one and then the other. This she knew would bring his young penis to it's full length and hardness. Eunice continued to gnaw and suck on Ben's balls until she could hear his now hard penis slap on his young belly, and then she let his balls slip one by one from her mouth, giving each of them a toothless bite on the way out and then she sucked the full 6 hard inches of Ben's young 11 year old penis into her mouth. Eunice gnawed and sucked up and down it's length, all the time feeling the pressure and warmth of the knotted dog penis buried deep within her vagina. Eunice loved the soft smoothness of Ben's young penis, she always had, and had experienced many vibrant orgasms while sucking on it. It had all started when Ben was a baby. He had been so little and cute, and her husband was gone all of the time. Why should she be denied pleasure, just because her husband was gone. After all her father had done it to her. She would suck on her son and finger herself and these two actions had brought her many a wonderful orgasm in her husbands absence. Now this past summer Ben had been gone, and with her husband no longer capable of satisfying her, she had been forced to turn to Tippy. First she had only allowed the dog to lick her, but soon that was not enough, and she had come to the old garage and they had learned to enjoy each other, licking and sucking, and then she had learned the extreme pleasure of having that knotted penis spurting and throbbing and then tied in her depths. The thought then came to her that it was Ben's fault that she had been forced to seek out the dog. If he had done more than just lay there in his bed, when she had sucked on him, and if he had not tried to keep his penis soft when she sucked on it, to keep her from her pleasure, and if he had not gone off to Idaho leaving her alone, she would not have had to go to the dog. She decided right then that she would teach Ben how to lick hie, just as her father had licked her, and just as she had taught the dog to lick her. Then in time she would take her son's penis into her body, just as she had done with her father and with the dog. Ben would not get away with forcing her to turn to the dog. This thought, along with the pleasure she felt in her groin at being tied to this dog as she was sucking on her son, sent Eunice over the top of another orgasm. The force of the orgasm caused Eunice to suck and gnaw harder on her son's penis, and suddenly as she did so her eyes shot wide open as she felt something warm and wet spurt into her mouth. Ben had done just as his mother had said, and as usual he had tried not to get hard. It was not now, or had it ever been an easy task. Today was even harder for him, as he attempted to keep his penis soft, because he had never before in his life, seen his mother with a dog. He had seen her kneel thus before his dad, when he was younger and was supposed to be asleep in his bed in their room, but never with a dog. Ben started to count, trying to occupy his mind so that he would not get hard, but then his mother sucked his balls into her mouth and he felt her lips and tongue and toothless gums as she chewed and worked on them and though he counted and tried his best, he could feel his young penis as it started to betray him and get hard. He hated himself for it, but he could not stop it. More and more his mother worked on his balls and now his penis was hard and throbbing. Then Ben's mother let his balls slip from her mouth, as she had done so many times before, and sucked his now hard penis into her mouth. Ben could feel her lips gums and tongue moving and chewing up and down the length of his hard penis, and Ben hated himself for getting hard and he hated himself even more, for the pleasure he was forced to feel, but he had no choice, all he could do was try and not get hard and then try and not enjoy what happened. Today's events were harder on him than usual. Watching his mother suck on Tippy as she had sucked on him so many times and then being forced into helping the dog enter his mother and watching Tippy drive his penis into the vagina Ben had come from as a baby, had been to much for the young boy and suddenly Ben started to feel an extremely pleasurable burning sensation in his penis and groin that he had never felt before. His balls were hurting and throbbing and he started to shake all over. A warm brilliant glow started in Ben's groin and burst through his entire body. Then Ben's eyes flew wide open and his young penis started to jerk and he could feel his penis start to shoot something out of his body and into his mothers sucking mouth. Ben shuddered and cried, in the midst of a trauma of pleasure and pain that he had never experienced before, and then as the extreme sensation ravaged his young body, things then went black as he shuddered through the realization of his first release. Ben would have cried more if he had known then, as he shot his first load of sperm into his mother's hungry mouth, that later that night he would learn to lick his mother's clitoris and vagina, as she had for so long licked and sucked on him, and that in a few days the scenario with Tippy would be repeated, only this time Ben would be forced to take Tippy's long thin red pointed penis into his mouth, suck it until it was hard, all the while being careful not to hurt the dog with his teeth, and taste and actually drink the copious thin watery pungent sperm that his dog would ejaculate into his mouth. He would have cried more if he had known that things would continue to escalate and that before to long, Ben would kneel behind his mother, as Tippy had done that day, and thrust his hard young penis into her womb. He would thrust into her with all the vigor of his youth, grabbing her flabby hips, and watching the ripples in the flesh of her fine large rear-end, as he pounded into her, and then drive hard as he would send his seed back, to the maternal depths, from whence he had come. Yes my dear reader, he would have cried more, but those, and many more, are stories for another day. TRUE STORY Even though the events I described above happened almost 40 years ago, they are still clear and vibrant in my mind, as are most of the varied events that happened, on a regular basis, between my mother and my self, until I was married at age 22, and then on and off until she died at age 78. Let me know what you think. Write me at brightandshining@hotmail.com and let me know. Ben <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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