Message-ID: <41684asstr$1049681402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: extra.newsguy.com!newsp.newsguy.com!editors From: AllMe Archives X-Original-Message-ID: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit User-Agent: MT-NewsWatcher/3.2 (PPC Mac OS X) X-December2001promo: Unlimited 5-Day Trial sponsorship X-5-Day-Trial-URL: http://fetishclub.com/clubtour/ X-Spamscanner: mailbox1.ucsd.edu (v1.2 Mar 17 2003 15:04:36, 3.2/5.0 2.43) X-Spam-Level: Level *** X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 75604 h36FNVok082279 mailbox1.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 06 Apr 2003 11:23:26 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} A Mother's Love {A.G.Thomas} (mF incest oral anal mmmmmmFf bondage) RP Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2003 22:10:02 -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: newsman, gill-bates --------------------------------------------------------------------- A.G.Thomas gangbang stories at http://allme.com/stories/agthomas/?nsg --------------------------------------------------------------------- "A Mother's Love" by A. G. Thomas Mom died last year and I miss her. I miss the only woman who I have ever loved. But the memory of our love keeps me going and not a day has gone by that a smile doesn't cross my face as I think back all those long years ago when I was the ripe young age of fourteen in 1973 when Mom and I became lovers. My dad had served as an advisor from 1958 till 1963 in Viet Nam after the French lost at Dien Bien Phu. For five straight years my dad lived in the jungles training and fighting beside the people trying to keep the communists from taking over South Viet Nam. While he was gone I was born, conceived the night before he left when neither of them knew if he would ever come home. During the first few years of my life I had no dad around and when my Mom did get letters from him they only told of friends of his that had either been killed or were missing in action. When he finally came home in 1963 his family, Mom and me were like strangers to him, and though he tried Mom would tell me that he found it hard to love a son he had never met and a wife who he had not seen in years. Mom loved him deeply but his sudden rages as well as his withdrawing from the people that loved him put a strain on our family life. Mom would cry a lot when he flew into one of his rages and as the months went by she even started drinking. And then one day in 1967 he didn't return from Fort Dix and when after 3 days Mom called the fort asking for him they told her that he had shipped out to Nam again. Mom became depressed and had to visit a doctor quite often. Through all her troubles Mom took care of me, protecting and sheltering me from the cruel things that were said about my dad and the other men serving in Viet Nam and then one day in 1969 when I got home from school Mom was sitting in the kitchen crying. Broken dishes as well as pots and pans were laying all over the floor and at first I thought she had hurt herself but then she grabbed me hugging me so hard that I started to cry, telling me in between sobs that my dad was missing in action. To me Mom was the most beautiful woman in the world and one of the strongest as I found out in the next few years. As she pulled my young nine year old body to her lap and rocked me as if I were a baby I swore to her that I would be her man and that I would never leave her like my dad had done, and here begins the story. Mom made our home happy again and over the next few years she hugged and kissed me a lot, telling me that she loved her little man and my heart would swell with pride and love for her as I threw my little arms around her and kissed her back. About the time I started noticing girls in 1973 my friends and I would talk about some really pretty girl that we had seen, saying how big her titties were and how well her body was shaped and even though none of us had even kissed a girl let alone slept with one we would say how nice it would be to fuck her. One day one of the guys snuck his dad's girlie magazine out and we spent the afternoon looking at naked women. I couldn't help but compare them to my Mom as I looked at the pictures, to me none of them looked anywhere near as pretty or had a figure like hers. You see Mom worked out at least three times a week and though she was 32 years old, her slim girlish figure and beautiful face made the women in the magazine look ugly by comparison. Until that moment I had never really compared her to anyone else, she was just to my eyes the most beautiful and loving mother in the world, but now as I pictured her in my mind comparing her to other mothers as well as the women in the magazine I could see her long reddish blond hair surrounding her lightly freckled face and her tits though not large like the women in the magazine, were what us boys called a hand full, and her waist was narrow flaring out to hips and buttocks that were perfect. And as I pictured Mom's figure in my 14 year old mind, I felt my dick get so hard that my balls hurt, because the only way to describe her was to say she was a foxy lady. I began sneaking peeks at Mom whenever I could, trying to see up her miniskirts without her noticing and watching her through cracks in doors as she either showered or dressed. Mom had never worked because dad had left her a great deal of money through insurance and investments and though we were not what people called rich we never hurt for anything, so like I said Mom was always at home. I had always hugged and kissed Mom before and after school but now I began to let my lips stay against hers more and I would rub my young body against hers as I told her I was her man and loved her. I was walking around with a hard on almost all the time and a couple of times as I held her close and kissed her Mom would pull back, gently holding me at arms length while looking at me kind of funny. A couple of months after I had started all this I asked her why she had never gone out with anybody in all the time my dad had been away and a small tear slid down her cheek as she told me that she still loved my dad and that she prayed that some day he would come home, and then tussling my hair playfully she said besides she had a man at home that loved her and who she deeply loved. That was it, I was utterly and hopelessly in love and not even God himself could have stopped what happened that Saturday morning. Mom came into my room to wake me as usual but I pretended to be asleep and then telling her little sleepy head to wake up she pulled my covers off. And there I lay stark naked with my 5 inch prick pointing straight to the ceiling, she gave a slight gasp, and then to my delight stood there looking at my boner. Still pretending to be asleep I stretched lazily and put my hand around my dick murmuring. Mom bent down to hear what I was mumbling and as her hair brushed my face I whispered that I loved her and then I threw my arms around her neck pulling her atop me and kissed her lips pushing my tongue into her mouth like I had heard older boys say that girls liked. At first she didn't do anything but then she tried to untangle my arms and rise from the bed. My hand touched her breast and without knowing why I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it between them. Pulling away from me she just sat on the edge of the bed with her back to me and as I tried to hug her she brushed my hands away sobbing "don't." As I lay there naked with her sitting fully clothed on my bed I told her I was sorry but that I loved her so much it hurt and then I rolled over. Putting one leg up as she turned and brushed my face gently with her hand I turned back to her and my cock seemed to grow another inch and get twice as hard. Moms skirt was almost around her waist exposing her panties to my young eager eyes and then she bent forward pressing her lips to mine pushing her tongue into my mouth. My heart was beating so fast and loud that I thought it would burst from my chest as our tongues entwined and then her fingers raked softly over my chest and belly before closing around my throbbing dick. Moaning softly into Mom's mouth as we kissed and her fingers clutched and unclutched my dick I heard her whisper that it had been so long and for her little man to go slow. Now telling a young 14 year old sex crazed boy in love to go slow or be gentle is like asking water to flow up hill, but I tried, God knows I tried. Pulling her on top of me and running my hands over her body as I kissed her deeply I breathed into her mouth that I loved her over and over. Her fingernails raked over my heaving chest, scraping my nipples sending electric shocks up my body and then she pulled away from me and slid her panties down her long legs and then half crawled and half lifted me until I was laying on top of her. And then looking deep into my eyes she reached between us and guided my dick to her pussy whispering that she loved her little man. I'm not going to lie and tell you that it was the greatest sex ever etc; etc; because as my dick entered the hot tight tunnel of Moms pussy and her legs wrapped around my lunging hips, I exploded so hard that to me it felt like I was pissing. I mean my cum just came out in a solid stream. As she held me tight I started crying telling her I was sorry and she just whispered that it was all right and that the next time would be better. As always Mom was right because after resting for about a half an hour with her arms around me kissing my neck and ears my cock got hard again and this time as I entered her we worked together almost in slow motion. To me it was pure heaven as I listened to her soft voice and her gasping breath and somehow I knew to let Mom control everything. From that day on Mom and I slept together and made love at least three times a day. Love, not just sex, but love because it was gentle and tender because her little man loved her dearly. Mom started wearing just negligees around the house and when I asked her why she just didn't go naked she told me that a woman always looked sexier wearing at least something, peaking a mans imagination and making him want her all the more. About then Mom taught my how to make love to a woman using my tongue what some people called eating pussy. I had not thought I could love her more then I already did but I was wrong, our love making grew more intense as the weeks and months passed and I was walking around with a shit eating grin on my face all the time. By the time I hit 15 my friends started bragging about fucking this girl or that one and Donald even bragged about fucking his younger sister. Of course I kept quiet even though I wanted to shout out my love for Mom and tell the guys what a great woman she was. Now Donald took a lot of ribbing about fucking his little sister, you know, things like being full of bull shit and stuff like that especially when he told us that his sister would fuck all six of us. She was only a year younger then us and quite pretty with tits about the size of small oranges (just slightly smaller then Moms) and her figure was pretty good too and she really looked hot wearing micro mini's. Tramping over to his house the next day just to keep him happy we were surprised when his sister came into the living room and plopped into his lap and began kissing him. Their hands fondled each other and as she squirmed in his lap we could all see that she wasn't wearing any panties. He began finger fucking her right there in front of us calling her a slut and a whore and told her to beg his friends to fuck her. "Do any of you guys want to fuck this cock hungry tramp cause I don't feel like doing it. I've already fucked her twice today but she still needs a cock." As we sat there opened mouthed watching her get hotter and hotter as he talked dirty to her calling her a slut, tramp, and a whore he had her stand and take off her clothes and then ask us to fuck her. Now if you want to see something funny, you should see six boys trying to get their clothes off and get to a pretty girl who had just asked if any of us wanted to fuck her. That afternoon each of us fucked her at least twice as Donald kept yelling obscenities at her while taking pictures of her fucking us. From that day on us boys would gather at Donald's house once a week and smoke pot and fuck his kid sister. She took our cocks in every hole she had but really got off when two or three of the guys fucked her simultaneously. Donald gave each of us a picture of her fucking us like that, and that is where things began to change between Mom and me because one day she found the picture of Tom, Donald and me with our cocks buried in his kid sister, as well as my stash of pot. I had still been making love to Mom at least three times a day except on the day of our weekly sessions with Donald's sister. I began having visions of Mom fucking my friends and heaven help me when she found the picture and pot I told her that I would like to see her getting fucked like Barbara. Mom slapped me for the first time in my life telling me that I was a dirty little boy and that from now on I could just fuck that little tramp. She began wearing clothes around the house again and when ever I tried to touch her she would pull away. I could hear her crying at night when she thought I was asleep and I felt like shit. She no longer called me her little man or kissed me anymore and I would just sulk around the house when I wasn't in school. I began staying away from my friends and Barbara and then one day about a month after Mom had found my stuff and quit making love to me she came into my room and shut of the stereo off saying that we had to talk. I burst into tears as I told her that Barbara meant nothing to me and that I only fucked her because of my friends. I confessed to having dreams of her being fucked by my friends like they did Barbara telling her that sometimes when I had fucked Barb I had envisioned her in her place, but that I had never told any of them about her and I making love. And then Mom told me that because she loved me and wanted to make her little man happy she would let my friends fuck her. Hugging me to her body she told me how to arrange it and then we made love for the first time in weeks. As luck would have it the next day was the day we usually fucked Barbara and when I showed up everybody greeted me and Barb let me go first saying that she had missed having my cock. Things slipped back to the way they used to be and then during the third weekly visit at Donald's house I let slip that even though Barb was a good fuck she didn't hold a candle to my Mom. You could have heard a pin drop a mile away it got so quiet, and when Bill stammered asking what I meant by that I said nothing. They all began talking at once even Barbara asking if I was fucking my Mom and when I just looked at them with a shit eating grin they all said that they sure wished they had a Mom as sexy and good looking as mine, and that they would give their eye teeth to fuck a grown woman like her. As if changing the subject I asked Barb if she wanted another fuck session Saturday, jumping into my lap and kissing me she asked if it would only be me or everybody and then to the stunned silence of my friends I asked if she ever made love to another woman. Donald treats Barb like a dumb slut but she's smarter then my friends because as they sat opened mouthed trying to figure out where I was going Barbara's eyes lit. up like a 1000 watt bulb and gasped out "Do you think I could George, Do you really think she would like me to lick her pussy" and then everybody figured out what I had in mind. Asking how I would get my Mom to fuck them I said that Mom and I usually made love around 9:00 when we woke up and that if by chance they were to show up and catch us they could blackmail her into fucking them. Telling them that they would never be able to talk about fucking my Mom because they could go to jail they began arguing and then finally said they would have to be fools to tell anyone because if I didn't mind maybe they could fuck her once a week like Barbara. Laughing, I told them to show up at my house with Barb and we would see what happened. That night as we made love I told her that I had done just as she had said and as I talked about the boys and Barbara catching us making love Mom arched her back lifting me at least two feet into the air as she screamed out her orgasm. Laying in each others arms as she drifted off to sleep I realized that the woman I loved was looking forward to being fucked by a bunch of teenage boys and I felt somehow betrayed and hurt. In the morning I told her that I had changed my mind and that I only wanted her to make love to me, kissing me as her hand massaged my dick she told me that I was her little man and the only one she would ever love and make love to. With my friends it would not be love, only fucking, and that she was doing it because she loved me and wanted me to be happy. Unlocking the door we went up stairs and made mad passionate love with her on top and just as we finished I saw my friends and Barbara standing in the door way staring open mouthed and then everyone began clapping as we climaxed together. Mom pulled off her part like an actress, she was startled, ashamed, and angry all at once, and then as they threatened her saying unless she fucked them too, they would tell the cops she was fucking her son. Hanging her head and pleading with them not to tell anyone, they said that a hot looking woman like her needed more than just one cock and that unless she fucked all six of them she would be in trouble. Pretending to give in and accepting what to them seemed inevitable she told them to go ahead and fuck her but that she didn't want her son to watch, but they just laughed as they tied her spread eagle to the bed telling me to watch as they shoved their cock's in her hot cunt and fucked her brains out. Mom fought as they tied her hands and feet to the bed and with tears in her eyes pleaded with them not to do this, and as they undressed our eyes met and she mouthed "I love you." After each of them fucked her Barbara crawled between Moms legs and ate her pussy, and then they untied her asking me if she sucked dick and when I mumbled yes they told her that if she wanted them to fuck her again she would have to beg them to suck and fuck their cocks. I thought things were starting to get out of hand as I had not planned this part and when I started to step forward the look in my mothers eyes stopped me. They were glazed and her body was moving seductively on the bed and then her voice pleaded with them to shove their cock's into her mouth and cunt and fuck her. As the first boys cock slipped into her mouth she mumbled around his plunging shaft for someone to fuck her cunt. When everyone had fucked her a second time and she had sucked all six of their cocks and swallowed their cum as they ordered, they told her to go down on Barbara and lick her snatch. Mom and Barb licked and fondled each other to climax as my friends called them sluts and whores telling them to lick pussy. And then it was over. Smiling at Mom and me as I knelt beside the bed running my hand softly against her cheek and whispering to her that I loved her. They told us that from now on she was their whore to do with as they pleased and that whenever any of them wanted a piece of her hot snatch I would see to it that she fucked them. I was madder then hell at my so called friends, they had gone way beyond what I had told them to do and I swore to get even. As I washed Mom's body and begged her forgiveness she just smiled telling me not to worry and that everything was fine, then she drifted off to sleep. Five minutes later the phone rang and Donald was asking if my Mom was ok and then said he was sorry for going beyond what I had told them to do but they had wanted to make it look real because they all knew that she would never fuck them again, and besides it had made his kid sister hotter then hell. I almost didn't hear what he said because the blood was pounding in my ears so loud as I thought about killing him that I had to ask him to repeat what he had said. In between gasps and grunts he repeated what he had said and then just before he hung up he said again how sorry he was and then I heard him yelp as he screamed at his sister not to bite his dick. When Mom awoke the next morning in my arms she kissed me tenderly and then snuggled closer to me asking if I was proud of her and had she fucked my friends like I had dreamed, with a nod of my head I answered yes. Running her hands over my chest as she looked into my eyes I told her that I had thought things had gotten out of hand and had even thought about hurting or even killing Donald for what he had done to her but she purred softly telling me that she knew her little man would never let anything bad happen to her. I went on to tell her of his call and about how sorry he was. Looking down at her beautiful face I saw a child-like pout, "You mean I'm not their whore and they don't want to fuck me anymore?" I laughed telling her only if she wanted to be. And then we made love clinging tightly to each other professing to always love each other and as she lay in my arms and closed her eyes she sighed deeply and asked if it would be ok for her to be their whore next Saturday. -- The End -- --------------------------------------------------------------------- -----| This story is protected by international copyright law, |----- -----| rights not expressly waived are reserved by its author. |----- --------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------| Feedback? send mailto:editors@allme.OUTRAGE.com |--------- ---------| note: be sure to remove any ".outrage" to reply |--------- ---------| and we'll forward your comments to the author. |--------- --------------------------------------------------------------------- A.G.Thomas gangbang stories at http://allme.com/stories/agthomas/?nsg --------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+