Rosemary, or Rose as she was known, was in her home getting ready to go and meet her best friend Anna in town at 11.00, they had been friends forever.
They had first met when they were three years old, and now at 38 years, they were still the same.
Everyone who knew them including their husbands, all said they should have been twins.
As they had grown up and into their teens, they had experimented as lovers too, not that it led to anything more, they were both certainly heterosexual, and had no desires to be lesbian.
They had even swapped boyfriends on occasions!
They knew everything there was to know about each other, each others families, and each others secrets.
They were like two peas from the same pod.
They were both married now, and even got married within 4 months of each other.
Both had two children, Anna had 2 boys and Rosemary also had 2 boys, although Anna's were just a little older than hers.
Both were housewives, their respective husbands had good jobs and they both lived life to the fullest.
Rose's eldest boy Rob was nearly 20 and in college, the youngest Gary, was just turned 18, and waiting to go after summer.
Anna's 2 boys were at college already.
Rose set off in her car to meet Anna in town; they were going to have a shop day!
Lunch, and then more shopping, they both loved it.
After they had met up, Rose guessed it was the wrong time of month for Anna, her face was dark, she could tell she was tired, and felt ill. Rose immediately cancelled their day and sent Anna home; the only thing that would ever alleviate her cramps was bed rest.
This was the only difference between them that made them different, Rose's periods came and went, absolutely no problems at all.
Rose did a little shopping on her own, but wasn't in the mood for it now, she returned to her car and went home.
Rose was 38 years old, 5ft 8"ish, good looking without being beautiful, very attractive really, had a good body, lovely face, nice hair, and all in all, she considered her self fortunate to look the way she did.
She was a sexual woman, the only fault she could really lay at her husband's door, was his lack of sexual prowess. He was a good lover when he felt like it; the trouble was he didn't feel like it anywhere near as often as Rose did!
Rose for her part had had 2 brief affairs at times when she was on a low about her lack of sexual attention from him.
Anna of course knew it all, and sympathised with her.
She was her best friend so Anna supported her all the way.
'It really is a beautiful summer's day today,' Rose said to her alone. She was wearing a light white summer blouse, and a calf length pleated skirt, stockings as usual, and heels.
Her soft light to brown hair was up in a cooling pile on her head.
As she approached her house, she lamented on the fact that she and her husband hadn't made love for over 6 or 7 weeks. She was always feeling horny these days, and it seemed like he was feeling less and less horny these days!
And on top of that, she was actively considering calling her previous lover Thom, she needed a good fuck, that all it was, but a good fuck was needed!
Never mind, I can always take my self in hand, she laughed as the lewd thoughts ran through her mind.
She parked the car in the drive, humped her bags from the back seat, and went in through the rear door.
The house was hers for the rest of the day, she contemplated dumping the bags, or going straight up stairs to relieve the tension, and the growing itch in her sweltering shaven pussy.
She opted for the latter, and walked down the hall and upstairs to her room.
Her bedroom was at the back of the house overlooking their expansive garden.
It was quite a large bedroom, it had a 3 seat sofa in it, a credenza, an en suite, and king size bed.
There were 2 smaller bedrooms off to one side at the top of the landing, and at the front off the house were 2 other rooms, one housed Rob, and the other Gary, in between them was a family bathroom that they both shared.
Rose walked into her room, and into the en suite, she looked for the bottle of baby oil she had there, not only for her skin, but it also it acted as her lubricant for the vibrator she used.
It wasn't there, or for some reason, she couldn't find it, so she walked up the hall to her son's dual bathroom, to see if she had somehow put it in there.
As she approached it, she thought she saw a movement in the crack of the door to Gary's room, which was, as normal left halfway open.
Taking a backward step she peered through it, and nearly had a heart attack, she stepped closer still to the door jamb, and looked in properly.
Gary was on his bed, stripped naked and, with cock in hand, was wanking himself slowly.
And on the side cabinet next to his bed, was her bottle of baby oil, Gary was also using it as a lubricant while he had a wank!
Stunned wasn't the word for it, she was frozen to the spot she was stood on.
Her eyes didn't see Gary any more, all she saw was his cock, being worked slowly up and down, the shaft was hard and red, and the rounded dome like head, was aglow, blazing red in colour.
And it looked a fucking good size too, her mind and eyes told her, but she had trouble hearing it, although the message got locked into her brain.
She wanted him to speed up, seeing her son in this situation compelled her to witness it.
'Go on, faster,' she said to herself, although again, the words didn't register, but the message again locked into her mind.
Then she wasn't looking through the crack in the door, somehow she was standing in the doorway, in the room, staring at the most erotic sight she had ever been privileged to see.
Gary was one of those boys who was always shifting things around, and his bedroom was no different.
At this moment in time, his bed was in the centre of his room, half facing the far corner, half facing the window, so the door was partly behind, and to one side of him.
Rose then found she was almost at the side of his bed, but stood at the corner edge. She was mesmerised by the hypnotising sight of her son's hand sliding up and down his prick.
Gary's eyes were closed as he focused his attention on the woman in his mind, the one he was fucking into oblivion, the one who succumbed to his sexual domination.
She was his to fuck whenever he wanted, no resistance, no questions.
She was completely, and forever submissive, to his eternal power over her.
She wailed his name in his mind, as he pumped at his prick.
He was thinking of his mum's best friend, Anna! He was fucking Anna right now, here on his bed. His mother had arranged it, talked her into making love to Gary. Because she was her best friend, and would do anything for Rose.
Anna had been uncertain, but as soon as she had seen his prick, she surrendered forever.
Rose had no idea, no inkling that Gary had the hots for Anna, as far as she believed; he was just a growing boy with sexual awareness around the corner, and sexual experience to be had.
Rose was suddenly aware, as he had started speeding up a little, to the heat in her own pussy, as it got hotter and hotter!
She tried to turn and leave, but she couldn't, she was drawn to the spectacle in front of her, like a moth to a flame.
Her body was on auto pilot, she had now moved silently to his side, and saw her own hand reach outwards, and downwards. It grew nearer to his prick; it was as if it had detached itself from her body.
Then it was over his hand, pressing it down, so to make room for hers.
Gary jumped in shock and surprise, to awareness.
'Mum,' he hollered at the surprise, 'what, what, what are you doing..., oh mum?' he moaned, as her hand clenched to a firm grip on his spongy, yet rock hard cock.
'Mum, please mum, what..., oh Christ, mum.' His groan was low as his prick gave in to the soft but insistent hand, which now held it firmly in its grasp.
Rose quickly sat on the side of his bed, not letting go, sort of facing him. But her eyes were locked onto her hand and his beautiful throbbing prick; she could feel the pulse of it transmitting through to her hand.
'Darling, let me, please? I want to,' she whispered, still not looking at him.
She was staring at the gorgeous cock in her hand, she wasn't thinking of what she was doing, it wasn't her son there on the bed; it was a man, and a prick. She needed to feel a man's prick, to hold a man's prick, touch it, work it, and make it do what only a man's prick can do? Shoot loads of cum!
Gary, like any other young man on this planet, gave in to the wonderful sensation of having a woman wanking him off.
He couldn't resist that fabulous feeling of a soft hand sliding up and down it.
He flopped back onto his bed and his eyes closed momentarily.
But opened quickly again, when her grip changed, his mum had 2 hands on it now; he was in heaven in a flash.
Both hands in unison were sliding up and down his lightly baby oil covered cock, but the upper one was the one sliding painfully wonderfully over the thick ridged head of it.
He was going to cum in a few seconds; he knew the exact mille second he would burst forth.
'Mum, I'm going to cum, oh mum, oh Jesus mum!'
Her hands sped up, she didn't know it but they did.
Her eyes were glued to the tip, waiting, watching for the moment it erupted.
It did!
And she felt the surge, the pulse and throb as it raced up his prick, like a volcano going off; it shot out in a steaming hot, streaming salvo.
She was stunned by the power the intensity, and immensity of it, it shot way over his head and onto the floor, as it spat and ejected his cum, until finally, it dribbled to a stop.
She just sat there looking at it; her eyes were now slits, her focus still on his power pump.
It wasn't until she felt hands on her shoulders that she began to come back to life, if not normality.
She shook her head to try and rearrange her brain, and to take in what she had just done, and witnessed.
'Oh Gary,' she moaned, 'I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me, please forgive me baby, please don't tell anyone, please?' She begged.
Gary, ever quick witted, suddenly said, without thinking.
'Mum, I won't ever say a word to anyone, unless you refuse to do that again within the next 15 minutes.'
'What? What do you mean Gary? I can't honey, I'm sorry.'
'Yes you can mum, that was the most erotic and the best thing I have ever experienced, you can't refuse me now mum, not after that, please mum please?'
'Gary, please don't make me, I'm so sorry I did it, can we just forget it please honey?' She pleaded.
He was, as she was speaking, gently pulling her down into a lying position.
He guided her hand back onto his prick, where it closed around it with a naturallity, that was as much a primal need and act for her, as it was her sons need for her.
He needed her to do it again, to relive the unexpected total surprise of his mother wanking him like that.
Rose felt his need seeping from him into her. Her hand on his prick made it move involuntarily, it twitched and pulsed, this in turn forced her hand to clasp it tighter.
She realised that she was now laid at his side; on her own side facing him, her head on his shoulder, his right arm around her, holding her firmly but lovingly.
His left hand was on her wrist, softly but insistently holding her hand in place.
She couldn't resist again the pulse and throb of his prick, as it reengaged its need and desire for more womanly attention.
Her hand began to move up and down again, slowly rubbing it,
Gary laid back and tried to relax, as his mother began to fall into her own sexual seduction.
He, being so young wasn't aware of the sexual nuances that existed between lovers, he knew what he wanted. He wanted to be jacked off again by his beautiful mother, end of. But he didn't really know, or understand what she was in need of.
Rose's body did though; it was in desperate need of sex, of being fucked, of being ravished, taken, and lovingly abused.
Gary was well in range of it, he didn't know it yet, but he would, very soon!
Her hand began its journey and hers, into a love affair with her son, unknowingly and unwittingly, her descent into it was becoming irrevocable.
She did naturally, as a woman engaging in sex does, snuggled closer to him, his arm wrapped now, tight around her. His left hand stroking up and down her arm, as she increasingly caressed his near full grown prick.
His hand moved to a tit, cupping it, then finding and squeezing and rotating a fully hard and an, oh so very sensitive nipple.
This brought an illicit groan and moan from Rose's lips.
She was locked in now; her body was taking her to its ultimate aim, and desperate need, to be fucked, hard, and long!
Her leg rose up, and placed itself over his naked one, she pulled it to her, where it raised its foot, and rubbed it up and down his, in an act of love and submission.
Gary took things in his own hands now; he had just shot a massive load of cum all over the bed and floor.
So he knew he wouldn't blow another lot just yet, no matter what his mother did in between time.
He let go of her tit and nipple, and reached for the buttons on her blouse, he quickly got them undone, and pulled it out of her skirt, having accomplished this easily; he reached over her back and just as quickly, undid the clasp of her bra.
This gave him complete access to both nipples and tits now, he still wasn't aware that given his mother's sexual need and condition, that she had already submitted to him.
But given the fact that it was her primal need to be rutted and bred, the fact that she wanted to be loved and fucked, and fuck back too. It could have been any man here with her; her body was edging her toward having its desperate urgent need satisfied.
She moaned in pleasure when Gary squeezed each nipple in turn, then rotated them, followed by tweaking them in just the way she loved the most.
Her sigh of acceptance wasn't lost on Gary.
He slid a hand down her back and carefully undid the hook on her skirt, then pulled down the zip.
He pushed it down as far as his hand could reach, which was just below her lovely rounded arse.
Then using his left foot, he hooked it into the loose waistband and pushed it all the way down, Rose assisted him unknowingly by raising her body and legs as it went, and finally using her own feet to push it right off.
All the while, Rose was humping her hand up and down his now totally erect, very hard big prick, her bodies desire now was to get it into her shaven pussy. Where only it, and it alone now, could quench her practically unquenchable thirst to be fucked.
Gary knew now he was going to fuck his mother, 15 minutes ago, he was wanking to thoughts of her best friend, the woman he had spent his life calling Aunty Anna.
And now in a few minutes he would be buried to the hilt, in the yet to be discovered for him, her shiny, hairless, glass smooth pussy.
He tugged at her panties to get them down, Rose did it, she was so completely committed to being fucked now, wild horses, or even her husband walking through the door, could not have stopped.
Gary rolled her over onto her back, and pulled her under him, Rose still had hold of his prick, she couldn't seem to let go of it.
He lifted his young strong body over hers, he looked at his mother, and her eyes were closed.
He found the entrance to her golden honey pot, and pushed the head at it, it went in, but it stopped at her fist.
'Let go mother,' he told her, as he tried again to get it all in.
She didn't, she didn't even seem to hear him.
'Let go mother.' He said loudly at her.
Her eyes flew open and her hand came off his cock, and in it went all the way to the hilt!
Her mouth was in a perfect 'O' as she looked up into her sons wonderful eyes.
Gary went at her hammer and tongs, driving it in and out in seconds.
Rose's knees spread as he did, then her feet lifted upwards, her knees went under his shoulders. Her arms went around his tight body and held on for grim death, as he pummelled her into the orgasm she so badly needed.
Her legs and feet were waving about like flags in a strong breeze.
Gary buried his face in her neck as he targeted his efforts on her.
He never gave his mother any respite, if that was what her body and mind had wanted, but didn't.
But it was giving her exactly what she so needed. She was being absolutely wonderfully and beautifully hammered, by her 18 year old son and it was heaven.
'Oh my God, Oh Oh Gary, Gary, Gary. Oh me, oh my, Hmmmm. Arghhhh, Ohhhh, ooooh.
I'm Cumming! I'm Cumming! I'm Cumming, Oh my God, Oh my God.
'Me too mum, me too,' he brayed at her.
Then his prick blasted him and her into orbit, his jism took off out of his prick and into her still fertile womb, at a rate of knots that would have lifted a rocket off its launch pad!
Rose felt faint as her stomach churned, her loins grabbed at her, her tits inflated. This always happened when a huge orgasm would hit her. And then her orgasm blew threw her in waves of love and lust, in waves of passion and desire, that she hadn't felt for a long time, and certainly not with her husband.
Gary kissed his mother softly, and briefly on the lips. Rose put her shaky hand to the back of his head and pulled him down and into a proper lovers kiss, he loved it, to kiss his mother like this cemented what had just happened.
He didn't get off her, he didn't want to, and he wasn't going to. He didn't want the moment to pass, so he stayed hard on top, holding her while they shared more passionate kisses.
Eventually, he lifted his head and looked down at this sexy, passionate, beautiful woman that he had just insanely fucked and loved.
Rose smiled up at him weakly, she whispered.
'Gary, I don't know what to say, I had no idea this was going to happen, I don't even know how it even did?'
'I don't know how, or why it happened either mum, but you will never know how glad I am that it has,' he said quietly to her.
He was worried now that she would somehow blame him, and he would lose her.
She didn't, she did say though that they would have to talk about it.
'Yes mum, but not yet okay?' he asked.
'Okay darling, but we will have to, won't we?
'Yes mum, I know.'
Then he started humping slowly and softly, his prick slithered up and down the walls of her cum filled pussy.
'Oh Gary, you can't still be hard, can you?' She whispered to him in his ear.
'Not all the way hard mum, not after all that's just happened.' 'But I will be soon, if you'll be a bit patient with me? He beamed at her.
'Oh Jesus Gary, I will be as patient as you want me to be, you just give me as much as you want to baby, as much as you can, I want all you've got there for me darling, all of it okay?' She told him.
'Love me baby; fuck me, fuck your mum as hard as you like, anyway you like Gary, anyway, anyway!' She moaned.
Gary took no prisoners, just like boys of his age are, he wanted to fuck, his cock was hard now, it had a mind of its own. It controlled him, not the other way round.
His sole intent was fucking, it was his mother yes, but his prick didn't know that, to his prick, it was a pussy, all it was bothered about was the fact that it was in a pussy, and it was fucking it.
And he did, he fucked her with such ferociousness, he even went blind with it, she withered in front of it.
And neither knew the other was there until they both orgasmed, her first, and second, then him, he ejaculated with such power again, it knocked his mind into never land.
Whilst they were both fully aware of each other, both were unaware of the culmination of their collective fucking and lovemaking.
He was laid on top of his prone mother; she was blissfully laid under him, his weight keeping her content, and within the passion of what had happened, not only to her, but to him too.
It was a seemingly age before they dragged their minds back to reality.
Gary kissed his mother like it was the first real time; it was a kiss of utter love and desire.
Rose took the kiss in the way it was given, and gave the same back.
She didn't know it quite yet, but she was embarking on a long and torrid affair with her son.
She didn't know it because she hadn't even thought of any possible consequences to it, but there was one. One that reared its head, and had to be resolved, and resolved it got!
Gary rolled his body off her, and his cum covered prick fell out of his mothers sopping pussy.
Rose's pussy felt so sadly empty, it hurt.
She rolled over onto him now, or half over him.
'Darling,' she said. 'I don't know where, this is going, or why it's happened, but I have to admit, that that was the best sex I have ever had. The fact that it was you, my own son doesn't seem to matter, you gave me what I needed, I never meant for this to happen. But I am more than happy that it has.'
'Please baby, tell me how you feel, have I hurt you?'
'Have I disappointed you, will this make any difference to how you feel about me?'
'I would be absolutely devastated if you told me you hated me?'
'As your mother, I know I haven't behaved as I should, but please darling, please tell me you still love me.'
'Mum, I will love you till the sun dies in the sky, till the stars stop shining, I will love you for eternity, and even when we are no more.' He told her with all the love and conviction, he could muster.
She nearly died right there with the joy and happiness in her heart, she thought she would burst!
'You have just made me feel the best I have ever felt honey, not because of what we have just done, but because of what you have just said darling.' She told him.
'Come on babe, its nearly 4 o clock, I have to get your dad's dinner ready. We will discuss this more later, or tomorrow.'
'But we must never reveal what we have done Gary. Do you understand that?' She asked.
'Yes mum,' he said, 'not a word will ever pass my lips I promise, I don't ever want to spoil this, ever!'
'Good,' she said, and kissed him lovingly.
They got up, and stripped the bed; he took them to the laundry room. Rose had a shower, followed by Gary, who molested her before she could get out laughing giddily.
Her husband came home, kissed his wife's cheek, asked her how her day had been, picked up the paper and had his dinner.
That was it, a night by the television; Gary came and said hi, had his meal, then he went back up to his room.
All evening Rose's mind was in turmoil, but her pussy was in love, her nipples agitated the life out of her, and her stomach churned.
She would have to wait until the morning before anything happened again with Gary; but her mind wouldn't, and couldn't, leave the thoughts and images, of the afternoon with her son.
She prayed that he would feel okay about it, that as he had more time to think about things, he would be okay, as she herself was thinking the same thoughts.
She went in to say goodnight, and she whispered to him.
'Are you okay baby?'
'Yes mum, I feel fantastically wonderful,' he said.
He jumped off his bed, grabbed her into his arms and kissed her.
The flood gates opened, Rose wept with joy and total relief, she had been in pain thinking the worst.
She dashed into the bathroom to recover, and went to bed with hope and love in her heart.
What a day it had turned out to be, it had to be the best ever day of her life, never had she ever thought of such a thing.
And now she had been made love to, and beautifully fucked by her darling 18 year old son, and she loved it completely.
The following morning Rose woke with a severe headache, brought on by the events of yesterday afternoon. The guilt, the worry and the pure delight, that she felt in her satisfied belly, of remembering how Gary's prick had felt in her.
She saw her husband off to work, showered quickly, brushed her hair to a shine, wore it down, and made herself look good, really good.
She put on her sexiest underwear, a small flimsy gown, and sent Gary a text, he was only in the next room, but she hadn't the courage to walk in to him. She wanted him to come to her, so then she would know that it was all okay.
'Where are you baby? I'm lonely.' It said.
Seconds later, her door started to open, Rose quickly arranged herself on her bed, in a (she hoped) very sexy pose, and looked to the door.
Gary entered, smiled at his mum, but his eyes were on her body!
He was wearing only a pair of boxer's that he slept in.
And Rose could see the already bulging prick in them.
'Get them off Gary, I want to see you honey,' she said huskily, pointing at them.
He dropped them where he stood, and jumped his mother, Rose managed a brief glimpse at it, but she was under him in the next moment, he feeling for the panties so he could get them off, and get his throbbing prick into her as fast as he possibly could.
All he managed to do was tear them away, her pussy was already wet, slick and waiting for its onslaught.
It wasn't disappointed, he piled it in and began a hard thudding fuck fest.
If it had been a fight, it would have been carnage, her pussy was thrashed, beaten, taken prisoner, captured and defeated.
She loved it, she had an orgasm the instant his prick hit bottom.
And she would have more as he hammered his way to an ejaculation; he came with a loud, 'Oh mum! Oh mum! Arghhh.'
And shot his lot deep into her.
It had taken less than a minute, he had emptied his balls as quickly as he ever had, but he had done the business too, his mother had come so violently with him.
He looked down at his blissfully happy lover mum, and said.
'Good morning mum, are you okay?' And he laughed.
Rose broke into a belly laugh too, it was so comical, her son had just fucked her in half, and then come out with that!
Gary lay down next to her, 'are you lonely now mum?' He asked.
'Not any more sweetness,' she murmured, 'not any more.'
'Gary, we must keep this a secret, please say that you won't say or do anything silly.'
'Mum, I've told you, nothing will ever be said from me, and that's a promise you can take to the bank.' He said.
'Okay darling,' she said, 'I won't mention it ever again,' and kissed him.
She felt for his prick, half sat up, and said, 'I want to inspect my prick,' with a giggle.
'Inspect away mum, its all yours now.'
'Hmmmm, yes it is,' she said, as she felt it, checked it, spread her hands around it, caressed his tight balls, and checked them over too.
That's when her body took over again, and made her bend her head down to kiss it, Gary gasped as he watched his mother kiss then lick it.
Then she plonked her mouth right over the sticky bell end of it, and began to suck slurp, and chew.
Gary fell back on her bed and bathed in the glory of the sensations now rushing to his prick, it grew in her mouth and made her pull back a little, all she could comfortably get in was about half.
She gobbled away as hard as she could, really getting into it, and savouring his taste, a taste she would come revel in.
Her soft hands were working on his balls, tweaking and stroking, lightly squashing and scratching at them with her pink nails, as she fought to bring him off.
He had just blown a load into her, so she knew she would have to fight to do it, but it was a fight she wasn't prepared to lose.
His hands went into her hair, as if in defence against her lifting her mouth off him, until he had done her bidding.
He felt that familiar tension in his nuts, and his legs stiffened, denoting what was about to happen, he tightly held her head in place, and this in turn let Rose know what was about to occur.
She went at his prick manically, hoovering it up into her mouth, sucking as hard as she could, she was sucking so hard she envisioned a hickey on the end of it when she finished.
Her hand was wanking at his balls, she was silently urging him to cum in her waiting hot mouth, and she was demented now, her head bobbing up and down to make him cum.
And then he did.
His hips jumped from the bed, it forced his prick right into her throat before he fell back and flooded her mouth with his hot thick powerful sperm.
Rose took as much as she could, but there was so much she had to let some out, or drown.
As she managed to get a much needed breath into her lungs, she took all he had left, drinking at the dregs as it dribbled out of his cock.
Gary was laid back spent, his mother stayed where she was, head on his stomach, hand on his balls, licking and sucking him gently, feebly running her hand around him.
As they both recovered, she pulled herself up and into his arms; the kiss between them was now as meaningful as it would ever be.
They both gloried in the love they had just shared, and knew there was more to come.
But now Rose had a subject she wanted to broach, but wasn't sure how to.
She wanted Gary to fuck her in her arse, she and her husband had done it in the past, but not often, he wasn't too keen on it, but Rose was, Rose loved it.
Her first lover had liked it, but not her second, so she hadn't had it in there for such a long time.
And now she needed Gary to do it to her.
The only way to find out if he was 'up' for it, was to find out.
But first, she insisted they showered together, they got in and had some amazing fun, she was on her knees, before him, he was on his knees before her, than she slid a soapy middle finger up his bum hole and wiggled it.
He yelled, 'Mum, what are you... Ooooh mum I like that,' he moaned.
She was beside herself, he liked it?
'Do you baby?' She asked.
'Oh yes mum, its lovely, don't stop.'
She didn't, she pushed it in and out, wiggled it about, and with her other hand she played with his cock and balls.
She kissed him at the same time, at this moment he was completely under her control. A control that was soon to be relinquished, because her control forced her to orgasm as she was stood there, with her finger lovingly embedded in her son's tight arse hole..
She heard her voice say, 'I'm glad you like it darling, because I like it too?'
'You like what mum, your bum being played with like that?' He asked her.
'Yes honey I do, are you horrified?'
'Not in the least mum, turn around; let me do it to you.'
He got her up against the wall, and slid his hand down the crack of her lovely arse, she opened her legs, and he pushed his middle finger into it.
Rose bent her head and moaned in pleasure.
His left hand went to her pussy, and commandeered that.
'You like this mum, Hmmmm?' He said.
'Oh yes baby, I love it, do it harder baby okay?'
She gasped at the further intrusion.
'Maybe you would like something else up there mum?' He said speculatively.
'Yes I think I would honey, what have you got for me? Do you have anything in mind?'
'This,' he said.
And standing at her back, he pointed his bulbous prick at her arse, bent his knees, and drove up; he hit the target first time.
Rose squealed in pleasure, surprise, and not some little pain as he banged his soapy cock all the way in.
He held her in his arms, one finger on her clit, rubbing, the other at her nipples. Rose stood on the tiled ledge around the bottom of the shower; her feet were now spread wide apart.
She was now directly in line with him, and Gary dutifully fucked her arse into near extinction.
He came in her, swelling her bowels as if she was pregnant, and an orgasm blasted through her.
'This is the most wondrous fucking I have ever had darling,' she shouted at him over her shoulder, 'don't ever stop Gary, don't you dare ever stop.'
He held his prick in her for the longest time; Rose continually clamped and unclamped her arse on him.
Eventually it came out on its own.
They finished their shower in a blaze of love and kisses, dried each other off and staggered back to her bed.
Gary insisted on a 69, he went at his mothers pussy like a flipper on a swimmers foot, he lapped her and plated her into another mind boggling cum, she didn't manage to make him cum again, there was either nothing left, or because of what he was doing to her, she couldn't get a good enough rhythm going.
They spent most of the rest of the day just loving, kissing, touching and moaning into each others mouths as they worked their own way around each others body.
Then she asked him a question.
'Darling,' she said, 'when I came into your room yesterday, and you were playing with yourself, and it all led to this?'
'Yes mum,' he answered.
What,' she said, 'or more to the point, who, were you thinking of?'
Gary stammered at that, 'I, I, I'm not sure what you mean mum?' He replied, but knowing full well what she meant.
'I mean Gary, that when a man has a wank, he has something or someone in mind, who was in yours baby?'
'Mum, you shouldn't ask me that,' he said quietly.
Now she knew she was onto something with that sort of answer.
'Gary Stilgoe, you tell me right now, who were you wanking over, come on, right now, tell me!'
'Please mum, don't,' he bleated.
'Now,' she ordered again.
She kissed him, 'come on honey, tell me,' she whispered softly.
'Mum, you might get angry?'
'I won't darling, I promise.'
'You mean that mum?'
'Yes babe, I mean it, who?'
'It was, it was Anna, Aunty Anna.'
Rose was utterly stunned.
'No, you can't mean that Gary, you can't!'
'I'm sorry mum, but you made me tell you?'
Rose flopped back on her bed, her beloved Gary had been wanking over her best friend.
Then she laughed, 'Jesus bloody H Christ,' she guffawed.
'Oh my God Gary, you beautiful, wonderful young man, I love you with my entire heart darling,' she said.
Later after much more loving, and many reassurances from his mother that she was okay with his revelations, they got up and went downstairs.
That night, she spent in front of the television again, but she did manage a few secret moments and kisses with Gary before she went to bed.
The next morning brought them together again in a crash of loving aching bodies and more thunderous orgasms from them both.
Then at lunch time Anna rang, and said she was coming over.
Rose immediately said no, 'I will come to you, okay?'
Anna said yes.
Rose had a real problem now, one she hadn't even considered.
Gary was lapping her pussy as she finished talking, thankfully.
Rose had in all her life never been able to keep anything from Anna, Anna could wheedle anything, and everything there was to be wheedled.
And Rose knew with an unerring certainty, that Anna would know something had happened in the last 3 days since she had seen her.
Rose had to leave Gary sadly, and went, frightened already out of her wits, by what would happen at Anna's.
As soon as Rose walked into her house Anna knew that something was wrong.
'Okay, what is it?' She said.
'What's what?' Rose tried in vain.
'What's wrong, what have you done, what have you been up to?'
'Nothing,' breathed Rose.
'Nothing? Nothing? Don't you stand there and lie to me Rose Stilgoe!'
'Come on, out with it, have you been naughty again?' She asked knowingly.
She had hit the nail right on the head, Rose was stumped.
'Please Anna, don't ask me, not this time,' she begged.
'If you don't tell me, I will find out myself, now come on, stop being silly and tell me what you have been up to!' She ordered, just like Rose had ordered Gary.
'Anna, please.'
'Now!' Anna grizzled at her.
'Oh Anna, I don't know how to say it.'
'Start at the very beginning, and if you leave anything out I will beat you to death with my skillet!' She laughed.
'You have started something with someone haven't you? I can tell, now come on Rose, out with it.'
'Anna, when I left you and went home, I walked in accidently on Gary, I didn't even know he was at home, I thought he had gone out with his friends.'
'And...?' Anna said, not realising what was to come out of her friend's mouth.
'I glimpsed him through the crack in his door, so I stopped to look.'
'And...?'
'He, he was wanking himself.'
'So...?'
'I, I, I was mesmerised by the sight.'
'Yes, I would be too,' Anna giggled.
'I went into his room, to see better I suppose?'
'You went in Rose?'
'Yes.'
'And...?'
'He was laid there with his eyes closed, his hand was sliding up and down his cock, and its big Anna, I can tell you!'
'Rose, don't tell me what I think you are going to tell me?'
'You asked me Anna, please let me finish this, I need to talk to you, please?'
'Okay Rose, go on, what happened next?'
'I suddenly found myself at the side of his bed, and looking down at the most erotic sight I have ever seen.'
'And what then...?' Anna asked.
'I took his hand off it, and replaced it with my own! I couldn't stop myself.'
Anna looked at Rose in total disbelief. 'You mean to tell me that you wanked off your own son, Gary?'
'Yes I did,' Rose said quietly, and then thinking that if she could keep it at that, Anna would let her off.
But then Anna said. 'And then what happened Rose, it went further didn't it?'
'Oh God, please Anna don't.' Rose whispered to her.
'Rose have you fucked Gary?'
'Don't answer that,' Anna said, 'its plain you have, oh Christ Rose, what have you done honey?'
'Oh Anna, I didn't mean to, it just happened out of the blue, I don't even know how, it just did.'
'How many times Rose?'
Rose looked her and didn't answer.
The look was enough for Anna.
'I haven't seen you for nearly 3 days, have I?' she asked.
'No,' Rose replied.
'And so, how many times has he fucked you, or you him then?'
'Lots,' was Rose's reply.
'Fucking hell Rose, what are you going to do?'
'You can't keep it up Rose, you'll get found out, not to mention the fact that it's illegal!'
'I know it is, but Anna, I don't think I can stop, it's just too fantastic, I have never had anything like it, honestly.'
'Rose for the first time in your life, you have me stumped, I don't know what to say, I really don't.'
'He goes to college after summer, maybe it will stop then hey?' Rose said.
'Yes, and pigs can fly, oh Rose, you have to be careful with it, I would die, if you got hurt by this.'
'I know Anna, I love you you know, I couldn't live without you on my side.'
'Me on your side? Sounds to me you are spending a lot of your time on your back!'
Then Anna laughed so loud, Rose joined in.
Anna asked what it was like, having sex with your son.
'I'm not having sex, we are making love,' she protested.
'Hah, that's okay then hey?' Anna exclaimed.
'Please Anna, it is the best I have ever had, you know I don't get a lot from Tim, he isn't interested anymore, I was actually thinking about ringing Thom, then this happened.'
'Haven't you ever thought, even briefly, about Dan, or Jack?' Rose asked.
'Yes as a matter of fact I have, I have thought about them both, but I didn't do it Rose, that's the difference.'
'He's the best you've ever had Rose, the best?' Anna said.
'Yes, by an absolute mile, I have never in my life been fucked the way he can and is, I can't get enough of it.' Rose said to her.
'Anna, he is so considerate, so loving, so powerfully sexual, and so manly, you wouldn't believe he is only 18, honestly.
'Well if he's that good, I might have to test ride him for you.' Anna laughed.
Rose then without thinking, blurted out.
'Well he did tell me, he was thinking about you and not me, when I found him pulling his prick.'
'What!' Anna asked astounded.
'He was thinking about me, he was wanking over me?' Her amazement was total.
'Oh Anna, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that, it just came out.'Anna hung her lovely blond head, she was dumbstruck.
'It's easy to understand Anna; you are gorgeous aren't you, every boy's wet dream you are!'
'Gary, your 18 year old son had the hots for me?'
'He calls me Aunty Anna, and he wants to fuck me?'
'Wow,' she said, 'I have to think about this Rose, I'm not sure about this now.'
'Not sure about what Anna, there's nothing to be sure about is there?' Rose said.
'He has the hots for me, he ends up fucking you, his mother, it doesn't mean he stops having the hots, does it Rose?'
'Oh I never thought of that Anna.' Rose said to her.
'I don't suppose it does stop him?' Rose said.
'No, it won't, the problem is what are we going to do about it?' Anna asked.
'Do?' Rose said, 'what do you mean, do?'
'He wants to fuck me doesn't he?' Anna said.
'I don't know about that now Anna,' Rose said, 'he's got me now,' not sure or liking where the conversation was going.
'Rose, Mike is on nights for the next 2 weeks, will you let Gary come over tonight, and let me find out for myself?' Anna asked.
'Anna, you can't be serious, you're not serious are you?' Rose was gobsmacked.
'You told me off for having those affairs, and now you want to have sex with my Gary?'
'Rose, we have always shared everything haven't we, all our lives we have lived for each other?'
'Yes Anna, but this is so different, it's not the same thing, not this.'
'But Rose, at least I wouldn't be doing anything illegal, would I?'
'You have just told me how fantastic he is in bed, Mike doesn't look after me as well as he used to now, he's a bit like your Tim now. I'm horny too Rose, help me out here honey, for me?'
Her husband was upstairs in bed, sleeping to get ready for his night shift starting at 10:00.
'Oh Anna, I don't know?' Rose said.
There it was, a doubt, it would be easy for Anna now; in 3 minutes Rose would agree.
She did.
Anna thought for a moment, to think of the best way forward.
'Ok Rose, this is what I'll do, I'll ring you at 9:30 when Mike leaves, and tell you I have a leak in the roof, you will send Gary round to help his stressed Aunty Anna, a maiden in distress okay?'
'Anna, please?' Rose whispered, knowing she would get her way as usual, and have her son.
Rose went home, heavy in heart, Gary asked what was wrong?
'Nothing baby, make love to me before your dad comes home, we have time baby?'
Gary picked her up and raced off with her upstairs.
He was fucking her dramatically in moments, she orgasmed mightily, and Rose also thought of Anna getting it, it heightened her orgasm!
Gary emptied his balls in his normal thrusting, crashing way, into her throbbing pussy.
That night, his dad picked up the phone at 9:30, after a small chat, he handed the phone to Rose, 10 minutes later Gary was on his way to his dream woman, apart from his mother.Although he wasn't aware of it, and Rose seemed to glean a hint of excitement from him.
He didn't come home until 6:30 the following morning, his mother met him at the door, and he was very sheepish with her.
She ushered him into the house and told him to go upstairs as his dad would be up in 30 minutes.
She went with him, in his room, he took her in his arms, kissed her, he told her he loved her, and that lightened her mood immensely.
She was downstairs when her husband came down, when he went to work, Rose went to Gary's room, he was asleep.
Busy night you've had then my lad, she mused.
She waited until he got up about 12:00 and he came to her, and told her what had happened, he couldn't apologise enough.
It had taken him by surprise, and she knew that, as the boy he really was, refusal wouldn't have been an option.
'Darling,' she said, 'I have something to confess.' It was obvious Anna hadn't told him.
'I know about what happened at Anna's, I arranged it with her.'
'You arranged it mum, what do you mean?' He asked, shocked by her words.
'I had to do it baby, I love you so much, but you told me you were thinking about her when I found you were playing with yourself, that it was her in your head, I had to do it for you, and Anna agreed as well.' His mother told him.
He was shocked into silence for a while. 'I'm so sorry mum, he said, 'I couldn't say no to her, please forgive me?'
'There's nothing to forgive baby, we both love you, you know that now don't you, but I want to know if you enjoyed it, I hope you did honey, I really do.'
'Mum, it was different to you, not better, but different. And if you did that for me, then there's only one way to say a proper thank you isn't there?' He bellowed.
With that he rushed her back to his room, and grabbing the bottle of baby oil, told her.
'On your knees woman, you have a beautiful arse for me to fuck, and fuck it I'm going to!'
Rose gloried in the reaming she got from Gary that afternoon; her arse was opened up like a tunnel through a hillside.
Rose and Anna shared all their experiences at the hands of Gary with each other, he was the consummate lover, nothing was left untried, or unsaid.
They loved him with a passion hitherto unknown to either of them, he truly was a becoming a giant among men.
Though it would be known only to them.
The following 4 months, he shared himself with Anna and his mother, and then the sad day arrived when he had to leave for college, heart broken by his departure, they each loved him.
Rose was bereft; her 18 year old son Gary had left for college, which was a 2 hour drive from her home.
She missed him already and he had only just boarded the train, she had kissed him goodbye on the platform.
Rose had stood there long after the train had gone from view.
That had been 4 weeks ago, and he was coming home for a short weekend, he would arrive this Friday night, and leave again on the Monday lunch time.
The memories of their love affair was seared into her heart, it had been as unexpected, as it had been heart stoppingly delicious, and so dangerously exciting.
She was counting the seconds; her need for him again was overwhelming. And she was going to keep him away from her best friend Anna, his Aunty, or die in the attempt trying.
But only for this one weekend.
Her only possible problem was Anna calling round unannounced and finding her home alone with him.
This was the first time she had ever been untruthful to her, and it hurt her to think she was doing it.
For the last 4 months, before he had to leave, she had had the most torrid and loving love affair with him. And it had all started by her accidental peek of him wanking naked on his bed after Rose arrived home from shopping.
She really and honestly believed that no one on the planet had ever achieved the level of loving, and pure animalistic fucking, that they had.
Unless you reckoned Anna's account of the animalistic fuckings she had received at his hands.
Anna had found out about her and Gary, and Rose had submitted to Anna's heart felt request to let her seduce him, and take him as a lover. This was because she was in the same boat as Rose; both were seriously sexually frustrated by the lack of attention from their stupid husbands.
Her revelations to Rose were every bit as lurid and erotic as hers. Except for the fact that Rose had been handed a lot more absolute heart pounding fuckings, and battering's, from her beautiful son, than his lustful beautiful Aunty Anna had.
Rose revelled in that certain knowledge, but she had never been sure if she minded him having an affair with her or not.
She loved Anna with all her heart and Anna felt the same way for Rose.
They shared their experiences with each other, each making the other a little playfully jealous. They had talked of having a threesome, but never quite agreed on how to get it going, both were worried of affronting Gary.
Rose had been a little dishonest in arranging his weekend at home; she had deliberately misled her husband, by telling him it was the following weekend he would be home.
He had then agreed to his friend booking a weekend away golfing, he always went, but always tried to be home when Rose wanted him to be.
It wasn't until the Wednesday that Rose 'suddenly realised' that it was this weekend and not next, that Gary would be home.
She apologised profusely to him.
But steadfastly refused to let him cancel the golf,
'You have to go,' she told him, 'it's all booked, isn't it.'
'Okay,' he had said, 'but you make sure Gary knows it's your fault that I'm not here!'
'Oh I will, don't you worry, I'll make it very clear it's my fault I'm all on my own with him!' she chortled to her self, her heart missing a beat.
Her husband left on Friday morning, Rose went to Anna's house and spent the rest of the morning there, carefully trying to avoid mentioning Gary, and both were missing him.
Rose missed him because she was his mother, and lover.
And Anna missed him, because she was his aunty and his lover.
Rose escaped Anna and went home, hating herself for the untold lie to her.
She spent the rest of her day preparing for his home coming, not only her appearance, but mentally too, she was planning in her head how it would be, she would have to get enough from him to last her another 4 or 5 weeks.
Her thoughts were totally centred on Gary, she was going to be fucked out of her head, get her brains fucked out.
Get your bum ready, all of you!
He had told her this on the phone last night.
And all the while, Rose pretended to talk casually, as Gary told her of her impending ravishment, because she knew his dad was there.
She was beside herself with the passion and the excitement coursing through her body and mind.
And she was wet through; her newly shaved pussy was dripping like a leaking tap.
She had just shaved it again this afternoon, along with the other bits; her body was smooth as silk. And now she was ready for him.
Her pussy was like glass, not a hair to be found anywhere, she had been so meticulous.
Her nipples seemed to be growing harder by the minute, her body was burning up, she was hoping with all her being, that Gary felt the same as she.
Unknown to her, He did, and he was!
Gary couldn't wait to get home and make love to her, he had been on red alert all week, and as the time was getting nearer, the more fidgety, and more nervous, he was becoming.
And his prick would jump to attention the second she popped into his head, and also when he thought about his beautiful blonde haired Aunty Anna.
Rose met him at the station at 6:00 they hugged and cried to each other.
She was dressed to kill, her heels were high, her skirt was short, just how he liked it, and her top was especially chosen to reveal what he wanted to see. Her hair was up, just how he liked it. Her make up was just how he liked it.
And she was wearing the skimpiest of lacy sexy underwear, including stockings, just how he loved it.
As soon as they were in the car, they were kissing like long lost lovers. He squeezed a totally fully rock hard nipple, and Rose came in her tiny pants.
She stroked his prick, and gasped into his mouth, 'Oh darling, I've missed you so much, come on, lets get home where we can be with each other properly.'
'Yes mom, lets,' he replied, 'and be quick about it will you?' and laughed.
They arrived home 20 minutes later, Gary had fondled her all the way, her pussy was piping hot, and getting hotter!
No sooner had they walked through the door, than Gary threw his bag on the floor, and his mother was in his arms, and the kiss made Rose swoon.
'Please darling lets go upstairs, I just can't wait for you any longer.'
'Me neither mom, I want you so bad,' he guided her hand to his rock hard prick, she squeezed it, grabbed it, and not letting go, she pulled him after her up stairs.
He had pulled his top off on the way, unbuckled his belt, kicked his shoes off, and as Rose turned to him, his pants hit the floor.
Rose tore at his shorts to get at him.
He pulled her top over her head, she didn't have a bra on, but he knew that already, revealing the tits and nipples he now knew so well.
He yanked her skirt down over her shapely hips, without bothering with the zipper, and breaking the hooks.
Her panties were on their way off as they tumbled onto her bed.
He was on her, and over her in one swift movement, her feet went up, his prick thudded home, she gasped and orgasmed immediately, followed very quickly by him.
They were both so wound up with passion and need for each other, they were unable to neither contain, nor resist their collective eruptions.
He blew 4 weeks worth of cum into her howling pussy; she flooded it with 4 weeks worth of her nectar.
It washed out as if she had been jetted.
Gary remained in her pussy, but his prick didn't relax the grip it had on his body.
He was still hard, and ready to go again, and he began the fucking of his mother, as if it had just been invented, it was brand new, untried, untested, and was to be driven to destruction.
He went at the wonderful task before him, and his mother went with him, both were trying to beat the other, both were hoping the other would win, when neither would.
It was a joint effort, in unison, and bonded together forever.
She tied her legs tight over his back, her nails digging wonderfully into him, making him growl with passion, he was biting her shoulder, she would have marks all over her body this weekend.
His prick was pounding within her, it was thunderous, her pussy was screaming with pain, pleasure, desire, and utter need for him.
His grip on her was unbreakable, she would snap in two before he let her go, the bed was moving around such was the intensity of their loving.
The orgasm that was building to its own horizons, was becoming unstoppable, they were both in the throes of their lovemaking, unaware if it's impending explosions.
The enormous spasm's hit them both at the same time, made each of them forget the other, both knew that something stupendous was about to occur, but neither seemed to know quite just what.
Their minds were in flux, the orgasm was approaching like an express train, and they both realised too late, that it was on them, unable to stop the death grip it had on them, and then the explosion hit.
He hammered his loins at his beautiful mother, she crashed hers up and at him, locked now, both in the machinations of sexual defeat and victory, their bodies losing life, it was an orgasm that few people could ever have witnessed or experienced.
Neither knew where they were at that moment, the expression, 'being fucked silly', or 'being fucked stupid', fell in the wake of their unified, bonding, and earth shattering finale!
They came to, still in the place they had started, her hooked into and under him, her shoulders almost snapped by his hold on her.
He had his head buried into her neck, saying her name, and telling her of his love for her.
'Oh Gary, oh Gary,' she whispered, 'am I still alive baby?' she questioned.
'Am I?' was his answer.
'Wow mom, that was different to what we've had before,' he said quietly.
'Oh baby, I've never cum like that before, I know I haven't.'
His mother was better and more experienced than he, but he was the stamina man in this relationship. It was because of him that their combined orgasms had blown them into, wherever they were now.
Their juices were all around them, they were soaked, as was the bed. It had slipped out of her in waves as he had pounded himself, and her to near annihilation.
Gary fell off her, he felt so good, the feeling in his chest and his heart was God given, and Rose was feeling exactly the very same as he.
They lay side by side, fingers entwined in the love they had just given to the other.
It was 7:00 they had been in the house just under forty minutes, and they were wrecked!
Rose knew she would never last the weekend if he was going to be like this, it wasn't a matter of not wanting him and it. It was more a matter of her being able to cope with him, to keep up with him.
They rolled onto their sides, and faced each other.
'Gary,' she murmured, 'I can honestly say I am done for, if you do that to me again tonight, I will die!' she giggled.
'Mom,' he replied quietly, ' I don't think I could do that again, not tonight anyway, maybe in the morning though?' his laugh rocked around the room.
She pulled him into a lovers embrace and the kiss was given with all the love they had for each other.
She was so happy with him; she never even considered that what they were doing was legally wrong. Maybe it was, but not morally, she had told herself, especially if what they did, left them feeling like this.
The thought of him going back was already killing her; she needed to be with him all the time, and began to wonder what she could do about it.
The answer was, nothing, she couldn't do a thing about it.
She made him get up so she could remake the bed; she had had the forethought to put a water resistant sheet under the top ones.
She threw them in the laundry basket, and they took a shower.
Rose, washed him gently, soaping him all over, kneeling and paying particular attention to his cock and balls. Then his lovely tight bum, and his tight little hole got a finger washing inside, and it had him squirming on his feet.
'You wait,' he laughed, 'I'm gonna do your bum hole real good later mom, you just see if I don't.'
Rose increased her ministrations, her middle finger securely ensconced. And she wanked him at the same time, then sucking his now hard prick into her pouty hot mouth.
He didn't want to cum again so soon, but Rose had other ideas, she wanted her son's load in her mouth, and she was going for it. Gary had to hold onto the shower rail as she teased his cock, and forced him to submit. She was going to give her it all. And he wasn't going to stop her from getting it.
Gary was gripping tight now to the rail, he was on his way to an eruption again, he knew what she wanted. And he was going to oblige, but it was on her terms, not his. She had brought him onto a rage of arousal, and his power pump was primed and ready to blast forth in a minute or so.
He propped his body to the wall, he didn't want to fall down and spoil it for her.
Then that familiar tremble Rose knew, he was cumming, she increased the rate of suction, and also the power of it.
His hand held her head now, she would have been unable to get her mouth of now, her body had it locked it on, and his hand was making sure she couldn't turn the key and get it off him.
He yelped loudly when his cum shot out of his prick. It scalded Rose's mouth, it filled it to over flowing, she had to get it all down in double quick time. She did, and was determined not to lose a drop, and she never.
It tasted of him, his smell, his being, even as it was, as thick as it was, it was Gary, her beloved Gary.
As he recovered, he pulled her to her feet and kissed her, their tongues mingling, their lips locked, their arms capturing the other.
Drying each other off, they returned to bed, and lay there in the after glow of something more than splendid, their love was more than splendid.
They slept in the arms of the oneness, they now were.
Lying awake at 1:00 in the morning, looking at her wonderful, sexy boy lover, her son, her 18 year old son!
Rose was thinking of Gary, of her husband, of Anna, of herself.
What was the future, she knew she couldn't possibly keep this up, even if it was just once a month.
Her grief at the thought of losing him caused tears to leak from her lovely eyes.
'What's wrong mom?' Gary suddenly asked, she hadn't realised he had woken too.
'Oh honey, I'm so frightened,' she wept, 'so frightened of losing you.'
'Of this, what we have here ending,' she cried quietly.
Gary rose up on an elbow, and pulled her to him.
'Mom, I'm just as confused as you, I don't know what's going to happen, if anything ever does.'
'That's the problem, isn't it darling?' she whispered, 'not knowing.'
Gary's answer was to kiss her, love her and hold her tight until she fell fitfully back to sleep.
In the morning, she was slightly embarrassed at her talking of her fears.
She tried to apologise to him, but he would have none of it.
'Nothing is going to spoil this weekend mom, we needed this to help us realise and understand this, and us.' He told her.
She visibly brightened as he spoke those words of love and comfort.
'You are more knowledgeable than me baby, you seem to understand things far better than I,' she mewled.
'Just trying to be realistic mom,' was his reply.
He kissed her then, in the way that cooled her fears, but relit the embers of last night, she reached for his cock, and squeezed it.
'Mmmm, mom, you are asking for trouble here,' he sniggered.
'Am I now young man?' she answered him with a beautiful smile, 'am I now?'
He forced her onto her back, gripped her to immobilise her, and got his hand between her cheeks, then forced his middle finger into her arse.
'Oh Gary, Ooooh, oh me, oh my, oh Gary, Gary, Gary, Ooooh no,' she bleated.
She wriggled and twisted, but couldn't get away.
'I told you mom, you asked for it, and now I'm going to give it to you.' He laughed at her attempts to free her self from his iron grip.
Twisting her over and face down, he easily, got over her and bashed his prick into her pussy, first to quieten her, and make her more subservient, and also to lubricate his now hardened prick.
It worked a treat, 'Oh Gary, yes oh yes,' she wailed.
Then he backed out of her pussy, 'please darling it's come out please put it back in?'
He did, right into her loving, scrumptious, and wanton arse, she knew he was going to do it, but she had thought he would wait until he had about fucked her senseless.
But no! He was in her bowels in one stroke, of one, pulsing drive of the mighty weapon that was his prick.
He murdered it; she was helplessly held down, his body and arms completely controlling her utter demise, her complete surrender to him.
She came at the submission within her; the power he was exerting over her was making her cum, not just the meat stack that was embedded in her.
His hands now went under her body, one to her clit; the other to a nipple, her body was in multiple collisions with itself.
Because each part of where his fingers were, and where his prick was.
Her orgasms were devastating her, her climaxes, each were becoming more powerful than the last, she was cumming in one wave after another, until they joined together, and then she fainted.
Gary at the very moment she did, shot a load so hard and hot, into her, Rose had an unconscious climax.
His fingers were still working away at her defenceless body, his control was unmatchable.
She was laid under him breathing heavily; he rolled away and tucked her into his arms.
'Well mom, was that what you wanted and needed?' he asked her
She hardly heard any of what he had said, she was just coming round.
But said correctly, 'yes baby, that's just what I wanted, the doctor has cured the patient, yet again,' she whispered.
'Please darling, let me just lie quiet for a moment, please?'
'Okay mum,' he said, and held her softly in his loving arms.
He lay with her as she gradually recovered from the bombing she had just received.
Her bowels felt like they had exploded, and were now in a liquid state. Her nipples were raw, and her clit was still on fire, blazing away inside her.
'Oh baby, I love you so much, I really do,' she moaned into his chest.
'I love you the same way too mom, I'm not your son anymore, I'm your man, your lover, your captive, and captivator.
As she gained her strength back, she rested in his arms, and in between loving kisses and caresses.
She said, 'can I ask you a question darling, please?'
He was right in her face now, nose to nose, almost eye ball to eye ball.
'Sure mom, ask away.'
'Do you still have the hots for Aunty Anna?'
'Mom, what kind of a question is that?'
There, that was the answer for Rose; yes he did, he didn't immediately say no, he asked her what did she mean?
'I mean,' she continued, already knowing, 'do you still have the hots for her?'
His look said it.
'It's okay baby, I understand, I really do, she is beautiful, you are a young guy, with a cock that can't be owned by one woman, not even me.' She admitted.
'I love you mom, only you,' he whispered not looking at her.
'I know that baby,' her heart was weeping, not because Anna could ever take him from her, but that she would have a part of him.
They talked for a while, and she got him to admit, that he had thought of her, and what they had done with each other.
He reminded his mother, that it was her who had sent him to her in the first place.
'I'll call her this afternoon, she can come and see us,' she informed him.
'Mom, you don't have to do that, I am more than happy, just being with you.' he said.
'Yes I know darling, but I know she'll get it out of me that you were here, and that will cause me heartache.' She mumbled.
They spent and hour embracing each other, their love was cemented; nothing could ever break it now, not even Anna.They showered again; Rose went to make lunch, he went and got back into bed, Rose not mentioning Anna again.
But Rose knew he had a need to experiment, he was a young and very virile man, and his cock work had to be diversified.
The thought did come to her, that who better was there but than Anna? She was her best friend, and would never hurt him. He would be as safe as anyone could ever be with her.
She called her at lunch time, Gary had fallen asleep, and Rose asked her over, and she told her, 'and make your self look good Anna.'
'Why?' she asked.
'Just do it please, okay?'
'But...'
'Anna do it, or don't bother coming, okay?' she raised her voice to quell any more argument.
'Wow,' she said, 'okay bossy boots, I'll be there in half an hour.'
As she waited for her to arrive, Rose guessed as to her where abouts that Anna would be, she had said 30 minutes, she waited another 15 more, and called her home again.
Mike her husband answered, they passed the time of day, and then she said, 'Mike you know Tim is away golfing for the weekend?'
Yes,' he replied.
'Well, would you let Anna stay here with me for the night, I'm feeling a bit lonely, and fed up, I could do with the company,' she told him.
'Why of course Rose, anything for you,' he told her.
'Oh thank you Mike, I'll tell her as soon as she arrives okay? thanks again, goodbye.'
She put the phone down, 5 minutes later Anna walked in; and she looked so good, and so sexy.
They exchanged kisses, and started chatting.
Rose told her she was staying the night with her, that she had squared it with Mike.
'No wonder you wanted me looking good, are we going out hunting tonight, are we girl?' she laughed.
'The hunting has already been done Anna,' she told her mysteriously.
'What do you mean Rose, you bossed me on the phone, and now you are being cagey, what's going on?' she said.
'Come with me and be quiet okay?' Rose said.
She led the way upstairs to her room.
She quietly opened her door; it hadn't been shut, just closed to.
Rose held a finger to her lips, shhhh, she motioned.
She pointed to her bed; Gary was laid on his side snoring softly.
Anna's mouth opened, and her jaw dropped in amazement.
Rose pulled the door to again, and motioned for Anna to follow her downstairs again.
She did, and when they got back into the kitchen.
Anna asked, 'Rose, what the hell is going on honey?'
'You can see for your self very well what's going on Anna,' she said, 'and what's been going on, since he came home last evening.'
'I don't understand it, why did you want me here?' she said.
'Because silly, he still has the hots for you, and who am I to deny him, or you for that matter.' Rose whispered.
'But Rose, are you saying you want to share him with me?' she asked incredulously.
'Not quite in the way you are suggesting Anna, no,'
'Then what way are you suggesting?'
Anna's pussy twinked to her.
'Anna, I have to go shopping, I will be about 3 hours. I would suggest you go upstairs when I leave. Get into bed with him, and see what develops. Can you do that, can you agree to that?'
'Oh Rose, this must be a great sacrifice for you honey,' Anna murmured, and took Rose in her arms.
'It is, but I love you, and I know how you feel, and I love Gary, and I know how he feels too, do this for me Anna, and for him?'
Rose immediately picked up her keys and walked out of her house, got in her car and drove away.
Anna momentarily thought of the situation she had been put in, by Rose.
Then she went upstairs to Gary.
He was still on his side asleep; she slipped her dress off, her shoes and her underwear.
Then she slipped quietly in and snuggled up tight to him, her arm around his waist, slowly creeping down to the cock that had made her know love again in the arms of a man.
She was spooned into him, when he started to wake up, her grasp of his cock, told him she was there, but he thought it was his mother.
Anna cupped his balls, and squeezed softly, then his prick came under attack again, he was getting harder and harder.
He started to turn to her, but she mumbled into his back, 'Ohuh,' meaning no, and bunched her shoulder into him.
He accepted her dominance for the moment.
He was as hard as he was ever going to be, and quietly moaning and moving as she worked him up.
She wanted get him to the point of no return, before she let him see it was her, and not his mother.
Her pussy was fully wired, and her nipples were burning holes in his back.
He reached behind and felt for her pussy, his fingers found it, and they both moaned together.
He was as ready as he was ever going to be she thought.
Anna pulled him onto his back and jumped onto him, his prick was up to the hilt in her sopping pussy, in that moment.
It wasn't until her long blonde hair swung across his face that he realised it wasn't his mom.
'Anna, Anna, you, it's you, where's my mom?' he said stupidly, but understandingly.
'Don't worry baby, she had to go shopping and called me so I could take care of you while she was gone.'
'She told me you were up here, and said I had to be here for you,' she murmured sexily.
Her bright blue eyes twinkled devilishly, her body already moving on him. Her gorgeous tits were swaying generously, and so beautifully. And also quashing any possible objection from him, but she really doubted there would have been any anyway.
She leaned forward and kissed him lovingly.
His hands and fingers went automatically to them, finding, and making her nipples buzz.
'Oh Gary, have you any idea how much I have missed you, and have wanted this again, so badly?' she moaned loudly.
She started fucking him heavily, 'I want to cum baby, make me cum Gary, make me cum!' she demanded.
He jammed his hot hard prick upwards into her, then again and again, Anna met his thrusts with thrusts of her own, nature easily taking over made her squeal, it was painful it was glorious, she ejaculated right then.
Gary rolled her over to finish her off; he fucked her as hard as he could.He knew what this wonderful, beautiful, sexy woman wanted. And he gave it to her, but also gave her to himself.
He shot load after load into her heart beating pussy.
Another ejaculation from her, laid Anna to waste.
Anna lay under him, used and wonderfully abused.
'I wish I could bottle what you have Gary, I would make millions,' she gasped for breath, and giggled.
'I wish I could bottle you and take you back to uni,' he told her softly.
'Oh Gary, what a time we would have, wouldn't we?' she said.
'I would never be able to study,' he laughed.
They rested a while and talked.
'What about your mom?' Anna asked him.
'What about her,' he said.
'You could never leave her could you babe?' Anna retorted.
'No, I couldn't, and I never will, but that won't stop me from loving you the way I do Anna,' he told her.
'Yes, I know honey, nothing will ever stop me from loving you either,' she admitted.
He leaned over her, took her in his powerful young arms, and kissed her like she had never been kissed.
Her husband, even after all these years had never attained the height's that Gary had done and was.
Just like Tim had never attained with Rose either, she mused to herself.
He was meddling with her nipple's, sending her into shockwaves, how does he do it, how can he just touch me, and I become a quivering wreck in seconds, she thought.
She would never know, it couldn't be bought or manufactured.
He had the gift, to know everything there was to know, he had been born with it.
He told her to get to her knees.
'Why?' she asked, knowing full well what he was going to do.
And Anna also knew, that even if she had hated what was about to happen, it would have happened anyway, there was no way to say no to him.
It was a good job she loved it, she giggled to herself.
He briefly dipped his prick into her still watering leaking pussy, and then drove it up her rear love chute.
She fell forward with the power of his drive, her knees shot backwards; he fell with her, his beautiful prick lovingly lodged tight into her arse.
He fucked her and it, with such a loving gentleness, she wept with the sweet power of it.
Her ejaculation, when it arrived was monumental, he had brought her to it with such agonising slowness, and she was pleading with him to make her have it.
And then it was on her, he had timed his own cumming to hit her at the same time. She cried out in anguish as she came, it hurt her, it killed her, she was almost driven insane by it.
Gary knew what was going on inside her luscious body; he emptied his prick into her.
And as he filled her beautiful arse, she exploded, her pussy gushed her cum out of her in torrents.
It was so powerful, it actually spat it out, time after time, until she had no more to spit out, but her pussy was still trying to do it.
She floundered on the bed, both of them utterly spent.
As he regained his own senses, he hoisted Anna onto her back and loved her, his kisses held her mind in his, as he completed the utter devastation of her love wracked body.
Telling her, 'I will love her for all time Anna.'
'Oh Gary, I will love you forever too baby, just like your mom will. I will be here for you whenever you might need me baby. I will never turn you down, or away, I promise you.'
They fell asleep then, and were still deep in sleep together, when Rose returned home.
She didn't quite know what to expect, but she was absolutely certain that Gary would have fucked Anna into oblivion.
And she wasn't wrong on that score.
She crept upstairs to find them snuggled together in her bed.
Anna looks beaten, totally satisfied, and wholly happy, she thought.
Looking at Gary, she saw he was happy; his face was a picture of sublime innocence!
That made her laugh softly, she didn't want to wake them, so she went down to her kitchen, and started preparing a nice meal, she had bought huge steaks.
An hour later, Anna appeared in the doorway, in one of Rose's night dresses, and looked sheepishly at Rose.
Rose understood her reticence, and went to her, hugged her tightly, and said.
'Anna, no matter what has happened up there today; I will always love you, and never ever want to lose you, okay?'
'Oh Rose thank you, you have just made me feel a lot better, and so much happier.
'What, happier than he made you this afternoon?' she laughed throatily, 'I doubt that very much Anna.'
'He's one hell of a stud isn't he though?' Rose said.
'I can't believe how good he is, it stuns me totally,' she said.
'Not only that Rose,' Anna responded, 'he is just so nice with it, it's all about you, or me too.'
'He puts himself last, he gets all he wants and needs from us, but he makes sure we get ours first.'
'If you don't mind me saying so Rose, but I don't think that there can be a better lover, or a woman fucker alive, anywhere do you?' Anna quizzed.
'He is a total fuck machine, and he, along with you and me, has been blessed by God himself.' Anna continued.
'I have never ever been made love to, or been fucked like that in my life, and I'll put money on it, that neither have you,' she finished!
'No Anna, I have to admit, you are spot on the money about that, dead right.'
'I don't know how it's happened but it has, and it did. And no one, not even you, can be happier, or felt more loved, or needed than me,' Rose whispered to her friend.
Then she burst into tears. Anna was right with her in her tears, they both wept in each other's arms. For the love they had, for him, the love he had for them, and the love they had for each other.
They both finished crying, by starting to laugh, it brought them out of their sad reverie.
'Let's go and clean our selves up Anna,' Rose said.
They used the downstairs bathroom.
When they finished making dinner, they went upstairs together to wake him, their man, their lover, their utter loving conqueror.
He was in the act of waking when they walked in.
'Hi,' he said, looking at his mother, and then looked away, he was worried she might be angry.
'Darling, don't be sad or upset,' she told him, 'it's all okay honey, really it is, I'm really happy baby.'
'Come on, we have dinner ready.' His mother said.
But she naughtily reached under the covers, and squeezed his prick.
Gary, now knowing it was good between them all now, shouted, 'Mom, you know what happened the last time you did that!' He laughed loudly.
He raced out of bed and grabbed her, squealing with laughter and love, they all raced downstairs, Gary had to return hurriedly, embarrassed because he had been naked.
They all had a dinner, and sat together on the sofa, him in the middle, and they talked, really talked.
They decided that one way or another, one of them would either visit him near his college, and he would see them on visits home, but this was not going to stop, not for anything, or anyone.
Not even in the face of one or both of their husbands discovering one or both of their infidelities.
'One more question to be answered Rose,' Anna said.
'What's that then?' Rose asked.
'Well you asked Mike if I could stay over, yes.'
'Yes I did,' answered Rose.
'Well if you think I am going to spend a night in this house, alone in the spare room, you have another think coming!'
Her laughter filled the room; Gary sniggered and looked at his mother.
Rose looked at them both; the onus was on her now, Anna had practically said, that she was going to be sleeping with Gary!
'Well,' Rose said, 'I am so glad that my bed can accommodate 3 very easily,' and laughed herself.
Gary spent most of the rest of the night fucking his mother, and Aunty Anna, and they loved and fucked him back as much as they could.
They emptied him continually, and both were staggered at the amounts of cum he ejected out of his prick.
And both knew who the master was, and Rose and Anna also engaged in a little fun of their own, much to Gary's delight.
The following afternoon, Anna had to go home, she was openly unhappy to be leaving them, but she had no option.
'I'll see you in 2 weeks Gary okay, I will be up to you, I promise,' she whispered, as she kissed him goodbye.
She waddled out of the door limping to her car, her arse was sore, her pussy was sore, and her mouth was bruised too.
As was Rose's.
But she felt like the happiest woman on earth.
Rose was genuinely sad for her, she knew now that Gary had more than enough for them both, but was also happy, that for the rest of the weekend, he would be hers.
They were both also, but unknown yet, very pregnant.