The boundaries of lust
That evening, the description of which I will begin my story, was ordinary and absurdly mundane. I spent the whole day studying geomorphology, which they relentlessly loaded us with in college. I took on this task with unusual zeal, as if it were something new to me. I have always loved the unknown, hiding within itself the secrets of science, local meanings, and so on. Coming home that evening, I left my bag in the hallway, greeted my mother, and went to my room; I was not very talkative. Entering my room, I looked around, took time to notice the glints of the evening sun on the neighboring house, which was reflected in my window. Only my mother and I were in the apartment. And to somehow break
the silence and create an atmosphere of harmony and family, I went into the living room and sat down next to my mother. She asked me about my affairs, and we continued watching TV together. And then, this happened... It all started when a bedroom scene appeared on the screen. I began to feel embarrassed. Mother was also nervous, and it was evident from her that she was experiencing similar sensations. When it ended on screen, I started telling my mother that my father, back in the day when I was just a child, used to watch porn as if he were alone in the room. He should have feared God! — I said. Mother began to condemn my father, we brought up this topic again and again. Then, at some point, a pause and silence arose."Do you have any porn movies on discs or on your computer?" — my mother inquired.
I didn't particularly hide that I watch such things. Hesitating a little with the answer, and suppressing my surprise at such a question, I replied:
"Yes... A couple..."
"Then put one on for me. You don't have to watch it yourself, and you can turn off the sound. Put it on, I'll watch."
"No, Mom! What?! Are you serious?!" — I exclaimed.
"You watch it yourself, but I can't? Come on, put it on!"
"Alright... Fine, I'll put it on... But I'll turn off the sound..."
I went to my room and among the discs, I took one that had several choice films stored on it. Returning, I looked at my mother; she was biting her lower lip and was nervous. I inserted the disc and chose a film at my discretion, one with many scenes of double penetration and magnificent blowjobs, as well as excellent scenes of women squirting. I myself went to the kitchen, reheated dinner, and began to eat somewhat nervously, with a lump in my throat. When I finished, I decided to go to my room. But leaving the kitchen, I paused. On the screen, in close-up, two cocks were moving tightly and slowly in a woman's pussy, whose perineum was the color of scarlet organza, so juicy. And the gap between her ass and pussy was so small that it seemed the woman was being fucked by two shafts into just one of the holes. And it was as if in a haze, a kind of sweet half-light in the style of Mario Salieri. I also wanted to look at this beauty and sat down nearby. Mother watched every movement on the screen; she was engrossed. Her face was somehow different, not like usual; it was consumed by passion. Watching everything happening, I myself began to get aroused. My cock hardened. It stood as never before; it was hard as a rod, protruding and clearly rising upward. Mother glanced at me while I was looking at her. And at that moment, something terrible happened. A spark flashed, which awakened sin, animal sin, hiding in its shadow dogmas and morality, all those things that were and will be, and to violate which is a sacred taboo. But at that moment, the brain was intoxicated. Mother looked at me with some kind of drunken eyes. She put her hand on my cock and began to squeeze it through my pants.
"Do you want...?"
"What...?"
"Do you want to fool around? We're alone... No one will ever know about this... We can do everything we dream of right now, and it will stay within this room..."
Mother didn't wait for an answer. She leaned towards my cock, stretched out, thrusting her hip, positioning herself so that my leg was under her armpit, and her head was positioned with the back of her head towards my stomach. Mom freed the rod from my pants. She timidly stroked it, brought her mouth to the head and breathed on it, examining the head. A little later, she ran her tongue along the shaft and finished by taking the entire head into her mouth and sinking the cock halfway into her mouth.
"Fuck, so delicious! How I've starved for this! Forgive me for dragging you into this, but I'm burning up inside."
"Mom... Mmm... Your mouth is so sweet..."
"Oh, yes! Turn mom into a whore! Turn mom into your bitch!"
Mom tormented the cock for about twenty minutes, sucking it in different ways. Then she stood up again and headed to the kitchen. I didn't understand why she went there until I saw sunflower oil in her hand.
"Do you want it like on the screen?" — asked my mother, pausing, then adding — "in the ass."
She got on all fours, leaned on the back of the sofa, thrusting out her forty-five-year-old ass. She rotated her ass, running her middle finger over her brownish-crimson anus. Her mature ass looked desirable enough to take advantage of the opportunity. It wasn't as toned as a young girl's, but it still had a certain charm, and this charm can only be felt by true perverts, like you and me, my reader. The very fact that I was about to penetrate my mother's ass made me tremble. My cock was as hot as a fiery poker. Mother was on all fours, eyes closed, working on her back hole. I opened the bottle of sunflower oil and carefully poured a little onto the cleft of her ass. The oil flowed down in an amber stream, lingered in the hollow of her anus, and then continued along the crevice of her mature pussy, giving her cunt a wet sheen. I first knelt before her holes. For about five minutes, I examined her anus and pussy, breathed on her vagina, kissed around her bud. After that, with my cock standing erect, I stood with my feet on the edge of the sofa, holding her shoulder with one hand; with the other, I grabbed my cock and placed it against her chocolate hole. She began to breathe heavily. I firmly pressed against her anus. It was so tight that it seemed I wouldn't be able to penetrate her.
"Mom, haven't you tried that before?" — I said with a smile.
"You are the first and, probably, the only one who will fuck me there," — mother replied languidly.
Mother arched her back even more and reached her hand to her pussy to simultaneously caress her clitoris while being fucked in the ass. She rubbed her clitoris with the pad of her finger and rolled her eyes from intense arousal. I, meanwhile, continued to brazenly press against her ass. I felt the warmth of her anus with the head of my cock. Pushing forward a little harder, I plunged the head into my mother's ass, then her hole itself swallowed the cock up to the base of the head.
"Oh, yes! I've dreamed of being fucked in the ass!" — mother grinned.
"What a tight slit you have! What an ass!"
"Do you like turning me into a fallen whore? Do you like giving in to incest? Having mom in her holy of holies?"
I fucked her with half my cock, pressing my palm on her shoulder, thereby pinning her to the sofa.
"Oh, yes! So tight! It would be great to have another cock in the pussy! So you'd get the full treatment."
"I'll surprise you if you pound my back beauty a little longer!"
After three minutes, she slowly freed herself from the cock by leaning forward, and soon retrieved a medium-sized dildo from the hidden corners of the closet.
with bent knees. She wanted to crawl away from the powerful thrusts of the cock, but I didn't let her slip off it. She moaned and asked to tear her ass apart. She called herself a whore and a bitch. We completely freed ourselves from boundaries. After some time, she backed up towards the dildo. She inserted it back into her pussy and ordered me to pull out of her ass and insert another one into her pussy. I firmly inserted my cock on top of the rubber one. It had never been so firm, so tight before. It seemed to me her slit would crack at the seams. But she liked this slight pain and asked for more and more. She rubbed her clitoris. When she was ready to cum, she went limp, screamed loudly, and fell chest-first onto the floor, crawling forward from the two shafts. Watching this and feeling the tightness of her slit, I myself erupted. I grabbed her by the hair so she wouldn't twist away, brought my cock, which was standing impossibly hard, to her face, and only then came as I never will again. I screamed throughout the apartment. There was so much cum that it seemed the Devil himself had been waiting for this moment. I watched in the mirror's reflection as my mother's face, lips, and mouth were flooded with a stream of semen. She caught the streams with her mouth and spat them out; cum hit her chin and lips. The first stream was so powerful that it ricocheted off her lips and teeth, and this stream broke into splashes. Mother didn't miss a single stream with her face or mouth. She sucked the entire cock clean. I shuddered with every suck.
"Oh, Lord! This is something!" — I said, releasing my mother's hair.
"That's an understatement," — she replied.
"You know what else I dream about?"
"What?" — asked my mother.
"Like Aunt Larisa's daughter..."
"Mashka?"
"Yes... I often imagine you and Aunt Larisa directing her head towards my cock and I flood her little mouth and lips. How that girl's face is all in splashes..."
"Mmmm... I'm still burning between my legs... How fucking awesome!"