Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 3

... with another beer, but the wind was blowing the rain straight in over the whole, open-topped veranda, so inside it was. I stripped off my clothes, put other things away, and lay on the bed, intending to read there, and later, maybe go and eat something little, somewhere. `The best laid plans of mice and men…` and I fell asleep. I woke to a nipple being pushed in my mouth, and I didn`t need to wake further: I was sublimely happy to have a breast to suck, and seek milk – albeit, none of my new Mothers could have this for me. The point was: they offered their breasts to me, to try. And this breast was so heavy over my face, even my unopened eyes and almost un-awakened consciousness knew it was my newest Mae Noi`s breast. “All for you, my son” was all she said, “and this is all for me” and now I felt her hand on my cock, and it was standing up and straining, yearning for her, as her heavy body, all of it, came down on me, her breast still at my mouth, my face, my head even, while her – yes, bushy – cunt came down wetly and on my seeking, now-so-happy cock… …well half-way down, before she squeaked “oh no, I can`t take this, son” but I paused my sucking and rubbed her breasts and her back and down to her thighs and I whispered gently “You can, Mae – just slowly, and you can; I won`t hurt you: I promise, Khun Mae Noi” and she slipped down another 2-3 cms, choked off a squeal and sat down further, and, in small stages, her bush came to mine, and her body became joined with mine, as ...

... millions of others before us. But perhaps not as many in a coupling which was playing out a Mother and Son`s incest fucking. “Oh, my son, where have you been hiding this” she wailed, rising and falling fully now. “I didn`t know my Mae would want her son to offer this, Mae” as I joined the pantomime, but she pushed her tit hard against my face and hissed, “Never deny your Mother what you should know she has been denied for so long!” That told me Mae Noi joined the others in not having, or not enjoying, whatever sex life there was in their lives. It also meant, to me, that, though they played the role of Mother-Son, it was purely symptomatic of their needs. Her cunt hammered down on me, and she seemed content to do this, while I could be – more than - content to use hands and mouth on her breasts, swapping, and sucking, and nibbling on nipples which were easily as long as a first knuckle on my fingers. But then her words struck an emotional chord in me: `…denied for so long` and I felt tenderness rise, and I asked her to roll over, and I made love to her with my cock and my mouth, still suckling, but alternating to her mouth, but always gently, and I didn`t ram my cock inside, but rather made it slow and – to me – a romantic making of love, a ritual of true lovers, beyond raw sex. When she came for the first time, after a long time, it wasn`t a violent shuddering; she shivered and clutched my back, but not harshly, and she sought to put sound to her thoughts: “oh, my son, my ...