I'm not going to lie and tell you that it was the greatest sex ever etc; etc; because as my lips met hers and my tongue slipped into her mouth in conjunction with my dick entering the moist tight tunnel of moms pussy I exploded so hard that to me it felt like I was pissing. For a horrible heart rending moment I thought I had, I mean my cum just came out in a solid stream and it seemed as if it would never end. As she held my small quivering body tight I started crying telling her I was sorry but she just whispered that it was all right and that the next time would be better. As always mom was right, because after resting for about a half an hour with her arms around me kissing my lips, neck and ears my cock got hard again and this time as I entered her we worked together almost in slow motion. To me it was pure heaven as I listened to her soft voice and her gasping breath and somehow I knew to let mom control everything, and this time it was the best sex ever, though to be honest in the months and years that followed, sex with mom was always great but still the first time is always the best. From that day on Mom and I slept together and when we made love it was gentle and tender because it was love, not just sex. Now being 19 years old and horny as I don't know what meant that mom and I were making love two sometimes three times a day and she would tease me about wearing her out but she never refused her little man for she dearly loved me. Maybe two, three months into our affair she showed me a catalog from some women's specialty shop asking me if I thought any of the outfits would look good on her or would they make her look like a cheap hussy. Instead of answering I just grinned like an idiot as my eyes flashed over page after page, envisioning as I did so her dressed in much the same manner as the models. Then with childish enthusiasm my fingers stabbed at maybe two dozen models wearing scanty lingerie and sexy dresses as mom's tinkling laughter tickled my ears. Later, after again making love as she lay curled in my arms her hand slowly squeezing, stroking my soft cock while nibbling on my ear and whispering she loved me I again looked at the catalog realizing as I did so that the lingerie I liked the most were the bralette sets with the hipster boy briefs instead of the thong style that most boys my age liked. To my mind it made a woman sexier, more alluring and enticing then a mere strip of cloth between her legs which left little or nothing to the imagination. Taking a pencil I circled several I liked along with a few thigh high stockings I thought might look good with them and then just before throwing the magazine aside and again climbing atop mom because like always she had again aroused me with her caresses and soft warm mouth I circled several lace trim chemise I liked.

It was maybe a week later that mom surprised me by wearing one of the chemise that I had chosen and had since forgotten about, and though I was tired from a hectic day at school I couldn't keep my hands off her and when she finely let me undress her my young heart almost stopped beating because beneath the sheer chemise I had just removed she was wearing hipster boy briefs with matching bra along with back seam scallop lace-top thigh high stockings. From then on to my immense pleasure that's how mom dressed, even when we were out together in public, though when that happened she was careful to chose an outfit that though still highly arousing wasn't as sheer as some of the outfits she wore when we were alone together. After supper while I did my home work mom would most often slip into a sheer fly-away gown discarding the g string that most often accompanied it in favor of pair of her skimpiest hipster boy leg style panties. Then sitting next to me she would nibble on my ear whispering softly she needed her little man while at the same time lightly scraping her long painted finger nails along my thigh and over my crotch. I honestly don't know how I ever managed to pass but I did. I found her style of dress as well as her actions so provocative that I literally trembled each night as I slowly inch by inch wormed her skimpy panties from her hips and down her long graceful legs. The only thing that stayed constant no matter what she wore were her thigh high back seam stockings and I'm sure the reason for that was because she knew I thought she looked extremely sexy wearing them as well as how much I loved the feel of them against my skin when she wrapped her long slender legs about me. It was about then that Mom taught my how to make love to a woman using my tongue, telling me that women liked their lovers who could pleasure them as much with his tongue as with his cock. Always eager to please her I was never the less somewhat reluctant for the thought of sticking my tongue where my dick went was alien to me. But from the first moment my lips touched her inner thighs and then slowly worked up between her legs to the treasure she possessed, her quivering body and excited moans let me know that this act was indeed one that she received great enjoyment and pleasure from. The heady scent emitting from her almost made me swoon, not in repulsion but in arousal, and a mad desire to please and pleasure her like never before overcame me. As my tongue tentatively touched and then licked up over her quivering pussy lips I silently vowed to give her as much pleasure if not more then she gave me whenever she took my dick into her mouth sucking me to ejaculation.

My ears filled with the sound of a million buzzing of bees so even if she had been telling me what to do I wouldn't have heard her. My tongue licked and poked at her quivering pussy as my hands slide beneath her slowly squirming buttocks. As my hands caressed then tenderly squeezed and massaged her ass cheeks I began raising her slightly while at the same time drawing my knees beneath me. With me now kneeling between her widely splayed legs and her slowly jerking loins almost two feet in the air supported only by my hands my nose and tongue pressed against and into her. Moisture tickled my tongue and as if seeking its source without my willing it my tongue wormed into her opened pussy as if it were my dick. I felt her fingers twist into my hair pulling, yanking but I felt no pain. Her jiggling hips danced and ground into my face faster as if wanting me, willing me, to bury my whole head inside her. But instead and as if it had grown a brain of its own my tongue poked upward finding then stabbing at a hard nub that seemed to be vibrating like a tuning fork. Faster my tongue worked as my lips pressed tight to her pussy sucking drawing the little vibrating nub against my teeth. Scrapping, lashing, sucking, then just as my mouth was overwhelmed by a pleasant tasting fluid her scream burst against my ears and in panic I dropped her madly squirming body. Her fingers which were still tightly gripping my hair pulled my face downward and tighter to her madly gyrating loins while thoughts that I'd hurt her raced through my brain. Her scream faded then turned to garbled moans of pleasure as her spasmodic jerking body settled to a steady shuddering tremor. Her fingers relaxed then slipped around my head pulling me and without resistance I let her pull me up over her graceful body until I was looking down into her misting eyes. Before I could tell her I was sorry, tell her that I hadn't meant to hurt her she brought her lips to mine kissing me deeply while moaning into my mouth she loved me. From that moment I knew that I had given her pleasure not hurt and though I still desired and enjoyed the feel of her warm mouth and beautiful lips around my dick it was secondary to my desire to pleasure her. From then on whenever I'd slide her skimpy hipster boy leg panties from her curvaceous hips I would kiss and impishly nibble my way back up her long graceful legs until my face was once again against her pussy. Then accompanied by her whimpering joy of pleasure and with her body quivering like Jell-O I would tongue and lick her till reaching the pinnacle of arousal her juices flowed like sweet nectar into my mouth.

By the time I hit 17 my friends started bragging about fucking this girl or that girl, but I kept quite and just listened even though I wanted to shout out my love for Mom. Donald though always had to go everybody one better and he began bragging about fucking his older sister. For several weeks Donald took a lot of ribbing about fucking his sister, you know, things like him being full of shit and stuff like that especially when he told us that his sister was so cock hungry she'd fuck all six of us if he told her to. After listening to his drivel and getting sick of his bragging we finely decided to go over to Donald's house the next day so as to prove him wrong and to finally shut him up. Instead were surprised when in answer to his yell for Barb to get her skanky ass into the living room and entertain his guest his sister sheepishly walked into the room. Now his sister Barbara was almost a year older then me and quite pretty compared to a lot of other girls I knew and I'll have to admit that I'd had a crush on her before mom and me became involved. In fact I still felt something toward her but I hadn't tried so hard to get in her pants over the last year like I had before. In the past whenever I'd gone to Donald's house I was always trying to get close to her and whenever we thought no one was around she'd let me kiss her as well as feel her tits. Barb's tits weren't big, they were about the size of small oranges (just slightly smaller then moms) but like mom's they were firm and her figure was pretty good too and she really looked hot in her little micro mini's. As we all plopped down either on the furniture or on the floor Donald patted his lap and without a word she walked to him and sat down and in less time then it takes to tell she was kissing him. Breaking the kiss he whispered something into her ear and when he did her eyes darted over us and for a second she looked like a deer caught in the spotlight of a poacher, but I dismissed it even when she looked at me directly. Causally he began fondling her cute little breast as he whispered to her then he stuck his tongue into her ear and even nibbled on her ear lobe for a moment. Again he kissed her, and when he did she moaned softly and squirmed in his lap like her perky little butt was on fire, and though I don't know about the rest of the guys it looked to me like she was getting all hot and bothered. I guess we were all dumbfounded, I know I was because as they sat swapping spit we just sat there open mouthed without saying a word, but I remember thinking to myself that it should be me with my tongue down her throat. One of his hands slipped beneath her short skirt and as it did her legs parted allowing him freedom of movement and we could all see that she wasn't wearing any panties. Breaking the kiss but still continuing to finger her he laughingly asked if we thought his sister was hot. But before we could utter a reply he looked into her eyes asking if she was eager to start entertaining and even as she nodded he pulled her face to his hissing you better not embarrass me slut. If I hadn't of been sitting so close I wouldn't have heard what he'd said but as I looked at him quizzically he just snickered then turned toward the others.

"How 'bout it guys, any of you want to fuck this skanky whore cause if your game I'm sure sis here would be more 'en happy to oblige. - Wouldn't you cunt? - Yea I thought so - Well - what do you say guys, do you want to dip your wicks or not, she's horny as hell, and it ain't every day you run across a bitch that's so cock hungry she'd take on all seven of you sorry asses without blinking an eye." Pushing her from his lap he told her she knew what to do and a minute later accompanied by some raunchy music along with excited shouts from quite a few of the guys she slowly did a little dance while removing her clothes. As her skirt slid from her hips she stepped in front of us asking if we would please fuck her. Now if you want to see something funny, you should see a bunch of horny, eager 15 to 17 year olds trying to shed their clothes so as to get to a pretty girl who had just asked to be fucked. In spite of all the bragging everyone did I was pretty sure that other then Donald and me none of the guys had ever fucked a girl before and I was right because even though they were all eager to fuck Barbara none of them wanted to have at her while the others watched. Not that I blamed them cause the way we always joked on each other they were probably afraid they'd be made fun of. I wasn't crazy about the idea either but that sick fucker Donald said unless we fucked his sister where everyone could watch we could just forget it and beat our meat. I knew then that the reason wasn't to poke fun at the guys, even though he would, it was to humiliate his sister and I guess me too in a way because he knew we liked each other. As we stood there, most of the guys fidgeting, wanting to fuck Barb but yet afraid, she reached out taking my hand, then with head bowed and with Donald's remark of "Ahhhh, - ain't that sweet - the fucking slut picked her boyfriend to pound her horny little pussy first" echoing in the silent room we walked to the couch. I wasn't sure what he meant by it and I really didn't give it much thought at the time, but later when I found out, let's just say that Donald paid a heavy price. But a lot happened before then that if I'd of been thinking with my brain instead of my dick it could have been prevented. As each of the others in turn took their place between her legs Donald kept mouthing off, most of it directed at Barb telling her shit like fuck that dick whore, fuck it good, show the guys how much you get off on cock, that's it, that's what I want to see, oh yea - move that ass you cock hungry slut, whooehhhhh, look at the bitch go fellows, she sure likes having that snatch pounded don't she, that's it sis, that's what your brother wants to see, fuck that cock slut, fuck it. But all his attention wasn't on his sister, because when three of the guys shot their wads just as their dick's touched her cunt he smacked their asses calling them whooshes laughing uproariously.