Tim pulled into the driveway of his home. He climbed out tiredly and stumbled toward the doorway of his home. Inside, he found the nightlight burning and he sighed deeply as he made his way up the stairs to his room. He looked in on Michael, then on the twins.
Tim suddenly sobered. He saw his two golden-haired daughters lying naked on the bed, arms entwined. He looked at their still forms and he thought of his dead wife, Peggy. A dull ache began low in his stomach as he crossed the room to stand by the bed. The girls were sleeping peacefully, and Tim was enchanted by their loveliness as he gazed upon their naked bodies. As he reached for the sheet to cover them, his hand brushed a naked thigh.
Tim touched his daughter's warm flesh. In the dim light he could not be sure whether it was Trina or Trish. He moved his hand slowly up her body until he reached her breast, then he stopped. He felt the fullness of her tit and a thrill coursed through him. Tim ached to take them into his arms – to feel their warm bodies next to his, to love them.
Pulling back, Tim sighed and covered the girls. Then he went to his own room. Tiredly, he climbed into bed and closed his eyes. As he lay there, thoughts of his daughter, his dead wife, his sister and finally his mother came to him. They were all so alike, it seemed.
And Tim recalled the night so long ago that his mother had come to his room. It was shortly after the divorce and Tim fancied himself as the man of the house. Lying there with his eyes closed, Tim experienced the old feelings as he remembered the thrill of that night.
Tim heard the door of his room open, then close softly. He knew it was his mother. He could smell her perfume as she crossed the room to sit on the side of his bed. She brushed his forehead with her lips. Tim smelled her breath and knew she had been drinking again. He felt her hand on his chest and wonder was replaced by fright as she moved her hand downward to his stomach. His heart was beating rapidly as he felt her fingers brush the outline of his prick inside his pajamas. Then, she slipped her hand inside the flannel garment, and Tim fought to control his breathing as her warm fingers fondled his prick.
Immediately, his prick came to life. Silently she sat there on the side of the bed and stroked his growing prick. Then, Tim felt her pull back the cover of his bed, and he felt the cool air.
"Oh, Tim…" she murmured, then she lifted his hand and pressed it against her tit.
The feel of her warm flesh excited him. She was naked beneath her, gown. As she rubbed his hand over her tit, he felt her nipple stiffen. Again she moaned and leaned over him, but this lime he felt her lips on his belly.
He shivered as he felt her fingers fumble with the tie of his pajama pants, then open them fully.
Tim felt his prick jerk in his mother's hand. He knew that if she continued playing with him, she was going to have a mess in her hand. He fought to control his breathing as her warm mouth kissed toward his prick, and he wondered why she was kissing him down there.
"Oh, Tim…" she groaned again.
Then Tim felt something warm and wet envelop the head of his pulsing cock.
Tim could not believe it. He opened his eyes as his mother licked the length of his prick. She was actually sucking him! Slowly, he began to respond to her oral manipulations. His breath came in sharp gasps as his mother's mouth took the entire length of his prick and sucked it hotly. He began to squeeze her full tit, and she began to moan.
Tim gasped. He felt his juices boiling up. He experienced a moment of panic as he realized he was about to cum in his mother's mouth. "Ughhhnnn…" he groaned. "Mother… Oh, Mother! I'm… Oh… oh… oh!"
Tim's prick exploded as his mother's tongue flicked along the underside of his throbbing prick. His cock jerked strongly and Tim shuddered as his cum spurted forth. He felt her swallow time and time again as her tongue washed sensuous circles around the swollen head of his prick.
Tim placed his hand on his mother's head and was urging her on.
Finally, the contractions had passed and Tim lay gasping for breath as his mother licked his cock and fondled his aching balls. He was dizzy as he lay back heavily on his pillow.
Tim's hand dropped from his mother's tit. She raised up and kissed his belly softly. Then, her lips found his in the darkness, and he was thrilled as she offered him her tongue to suck.
"Oh, Tim…" she sobbed. "I'm so lonely can you forgive me?"
Tim held her as she cried. There was much he did not understand about sex, but he knew his mother missed his father. As he held her, she lay down beside him, and the thrill of her nearly-naked body next to his made him ache. His face was wet with her tears as they kissed again, and Tim felt her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his pajama shirt.
Finally, she sat up and shrugged out of her thin robe. Then she pulled his pajama pants off and pulled him to her.
"I… I need you, Tim…" she said thickly.
His prick came to life again as she pressed her soft, naked body next to his.
Tim was thrilled by her warmth and softness. He had never held a naked woman in his arms before, and his only encounter with sex had been in the garage of a neighbor – the neighbor's seventeen year old daughter.
Now, he lay with his mother, and Tim was so overwhelmed with love for her that he could not speak. He felt her soft tits pressing against his chest. As they moved together, his prick nestled in that thick thatch of hair between her legs.
"M-mother…" he choked out finally as her crying stopped. "I… I'll love you… you don't have to worry… I'll love you."
He cupped her full tit.
He felt the nipple grow stiff again as her mouth found his. They shared a long, sensual kiss. He sucked on her soft tongue, then forced his into her mouth. She pressed her hips against his. Her hand moved from the small of her back to cup his tight, muscular ass-cheeks.
"Oh, yes, Tim… love me. Love your mother… I… I want you to fuck me… will you do that for me, Tim – will you fuck your mother?"
Her voice was so filled with apprehension that Tim could not believe his ears. His mother had always been so strong and so firm, and to hear her begging confused him.
"Yes… oh, yes… I want to, Mother…" he told her reassuringly.
His mother rolled to her back. He was unsure what she wanted him to do, but instinct told him to wait. His mother moved his hand slowly down her belly. He could feel her quiver. As his fingers came in contact with her thick pubic thatch, Tim was thrilled. His hand eased down between her legs. She spread her legs for him.
Tim felt the soft, wet warmth of his mother's cunt, and his prick jerked strongly against her silken thigh. She moaned as his middle finger pushed between the puffed lips of her pussy. He found the wetness and searched farther as she began to rotate her hips slowly.
"Ughhhn… yes, Tim… up high, baby! That's my clit… finger-fuck me, baby… use two fingers… Ughhhnnn."
Tim kissed her turgid nipple. He felt his mother shiver slightly as she held her tit for him.
"Suck it, baby… suck my titty!"
Tim felt her hand on the back of his head and he thrilled that he was doing the right thing and that it was making her feel good. He wanted to roll atop her and stick his prick where his fingers were, but he was still unsure of himself.
Licking around the raised flesh of her turgid nipple, Tim heard her breath coming in sharp gasps. His fingers had found an erect piece of flesh high in the folds of her pussy. As he teased it, she ground her hips against the mattress.
"Oh, yes, baby. God… you're making me cum! You're making Mommy cum!" She sucked her breath in sharply as his fingers teased her cunt.
Then, Tim felt her hand on the back of his head. She was pushing him down. At first, he did not understand what she wanted. As his mouth came in contact with her belly button, she groaned and he licked her wetly.
"Yes… lower, baby… kiss Mommy's cunt for her… Oh, please! Just a little bit, Tim… kiss my cunt!" She shoved his head down.
Tim's chin brushed the hair above her cunt. He did not fully understand, but he was willing to do anything she asked him to do. As she spread her legs widely, Tim removed his fingers from her dripping pussy and kissed the puffy lips. His mother threw her hips high and Tim found his mouth pressed around her soft, wet pussy-flesh.
"Ohhhhhh… yesssss!" she hissed. "That's it! Use your tongue, baby… I'm cuming… I'm cummmmming!"
Tim forced his tongue into his mother's cunt as she thrashed about on the bed. She held him firmly in place as he licked the length of her cunt, then found that tiny thing high in the fleshy folds.
"Oh, oh God!" she cried out as her body went stiff with passion.
Tim sucked his mother's cunt wildly as she pressed his head between her soft legs. He licked and kissed her wetly as her body grew stiff, and she shuddered violently. Then, she gasped. Tim sensed that she had experienced much the same feelings as he did when he ejaculated, but it was a revelation for him – he had no idea that women did that too! As he lifted his wet face from between her legs.
Tim looked up to find his mother with her arms outstretched. He moved between her legs. They kissed passionately, tongues touching, bodies pressed tightly together.
Tim felt the head of his throbbing prick as it nestled in the warm, wet folds of her pussy. Then, her hand was between them, guiding him in. A sudden warmth washed over his body as his prick slid into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, Mother!" he cried, crushing her tits. "So good… feels so good!"
"Yes, baby… fuck me… fuck your mother! Let me feel your beautiful prick in my pussy… cum in me, Tim… cum in your mommy's cunt!"
Tim began a slow in-and-out movement. His mother grabbed the cheeks of his ass as she wrapped her legs around him. His prick slid all the way into her wet cunt.
"Oh, Mother!" he gasped as he felt her cunt muscles tighten around his cock. "I want to fuck you!"
"Fuck me, baby… fuck your mother's pussy!"
Tim was so filled with wonder and pleasure that he could not believe it was actually happening to him. He lifted his hips until just the head of his prick remained in his mother's cunt, then he plunged deeply to hear her gasp for breath.
"Yessss! That's it! Fuck me deep, baby!"
Again, he raised his hips and plunged deeply into her clasping cunt. He felt himself cuming again. He knew that in just a few seconds his cum would come rushing forth to spill inside his mother's pussy. He sucked her tongue wildly as it happened.
His prick jerked and his legs went stiff. Tim felt the first hot splash of cum burn from his aching prick. He cried out. His mother pulled his body to hers. She cried out and gasped for breath. Again and again, his prick jerked, splashing his cum inside her hot cunt. His hands went to her ass, and he pulled her to him.
Finally, the emotion had passed and mother and son lay in each other's arms, their breaths coming in short bursts. Tim kissed his mother softly as his prick shrank. He closed his eyes.
"Sleep, baby… close your eyes and sleep…" she told him.
Tim's dreams were filled with his mother's soft body, then it was his sister whose face came to him… Jody's sucking mouth and hot pussy enveloping him as he slipped into another dream. Then her face dissolved to be replaced by the face of his daughter… then both his daughters.
He slept fitfully as he saw his dead wife, Peggy, standing beside the bed smiling as he sucked his daughter's pussy while his other daughter licked his prick. "Is it good, Tim?" she asked him. "Are they as good as their mother?"