CAUGHT BEATING OFF

I was a senior in college at the time. I was staying at 
my parent's home to save money at my dad's request.

Dad and mom were both restaurant managers and usually 
worked late. Dad would get home after midnight most 
nights. And mom would get there around 10 p.m.

I had finished my work and it was about 9 p.m. when I 
decided to watch a porn flick and jack off. I needed 
the relief since I couldn't find anyone willing to fuck 
that night.

I'm sitting on the couch watching an old Seka and John 
Homes flick and I'm beating away at my dick, a large 
one, about 10 inches and thick. Just then, the door 
opens abruptly. There I am, a 23-year-old man, video 
going, Seka moaning and me like a deer in the 
headlights, holding my big black dick with my pants 
around my ankles as my mom stands in the door staring 
in disbelief.

I quickly jump up gathering my pants, pushing my dick 
in and trying to pull my drawers over the top of it, 
and pop off the VCR. I was totally embarrassed, not 
knowing what to say. I felt like shit!

"John! What are you doing?" mom asked.

"I'm sorry mama. I'm so sorry," I said, grabbing the 
videotape from the player and walking to my room.

I stashed the tape and mom said nothing. I went back 
into the den a few minutes later and mom was eating 
dinner, telling me how she had a backup manager who was 
closing for her tonight.

We made small talk, neither of us saying anything about 
her busting me beating off. Then she said she was going 
to bed after a bath.

I was so embarrassed that after the 10 p.m. news, I did 
the same thing, went to bed.

It bothered me all night and I slept very little. The 
next morning as I was preparing for class we all ate 
breakfast. Dad said nothing, so I figured she had not 
told him about it. That was good.

A few days went by and it was back to normal. I was out 
with Charlene the next Wednesday. We had fucked, but 
not nearly enough.

After dropping her off, I went home and I noticed mom 
was off. I walked through the door at 8 p.m. and she 
was sitting in the recliner with her bathrobe on.

We spoke and chatted a minute. I went to the 
refrigerator and grabbed a beer then returned to the 
couch. Mom got up and went to the kitchen table and 
called me in.

She started laughing uncontrollably, asking me about 
the night she busted me beating off. We laughed about 
it and she told me she'd tell no one.

Then mom asked me to see my hand. She asked me hold 
back my middle finger as far as I could in my palm. I 
did it. Then she sort of laughed again and said, "yep. 
It's big."

I kept asking her "what" and she was cracking up 
laughing.

Next thing I know mom sits back from the table and the 
robe flops open. She had on NOTHING!

I'm staring at her huge milky breasts and her big hairy 
pussy and I don't know what to say, or what to do.

Then mom closed the robe and blamed it on her laughter.

I had just seen the forbidden. And my dick was getting 
hard as hell. I told mom I was going to take a bath and 
go to bed.

She started another conversation about my crazy cousin, 
the one who had a crack addiction and was caught at the 
middle school, sitting on the principal's dick by a 
couple of administrators who were taking in an unruly 
child. We laughed and talked about that poor fool. All 
the while, my dick is half hard in my pants and I'm 
laughing, trying to get to the point where I could 
leave the room without her seeing I'm getting hard.

As I rise and tell her I need to get to bed because of 
tough exams the next day, mom says, 'sit down. I want 
to ask you something.'

I sat back down and now mom was sitting on her right 
hand, her chin on her left hand as we chatted.

"Boy, when I walked through the door the other night I 
almost collapsed!" mom said. "I thought you had a log 
in your hand until I looked closer. Why were you 
beating your meat.'

I didn't know what to say and sort of played it off 
saying, "mama, I was just in one of those moments where 
I wanted some, but I didn't have anyone to give it to 
me. I'm so sorry you saw that. I really am."

I then headed to my room at the rear of the house.

It was 8:45 p.m. and time seemed to have been flying.

I went outside to get some items from the car and when 
I returned, I didn't see my mom. So I went back to my 
room, flopped across the bed and cut on the television.

I rose to take a piss and when I opened MY bathroom 
door, my mom was standing ass toward me, leaned 
forward, wiping the water from her feet and leg, with 
her right foot propped on the toilet, wiping off. She 
had taken a bath back there in my part of the house.

Her pussy was so lovely, standing wide open as she 
wiped water from her lower body and sort of glanced 
back saying, "I'll be through soon baby. Come on in."

I hurriedly closed the door and apologized. Mom walked 
out of the bathroom with a really short pink robe on. 
As I passed by her to go take a piss, it became evident 
where her mind was. She smiled at me and licked out her 
tongue. I closed the door and pissed. I washed my hands 
and walked out. There was mom sitting at my table.

Mom let the robe fall open and I could see her right 
hand had a finger in the pussy. Then she removed it, 
brought her right hand to her mouth and puts a finger 
in her mouth and sticks it back into her pussy.

"It's alright to do it sometimes John," she said. "I do 
it too from time to time."

I didn't know what to say or what to do. I sat staring 
at her and she rose from the chair and placed her big 
hairy bush right into my face before sitting on my lap, 
facing me.

"Smell my finger," mom said.

She stuck her finger into my mouth. My dick was already 
hard and I still was afraid to make a move as she told 
me about how she used the dildos hidden in top of her 
closet four to five times a week.

Then mom stood up and sat on my bed, patting the place 
beside her. I sat down and she laid on me, pushing that 
tongue into my mouth.

My mom, at 43, was 5'10'' about 155 pounds and very 
lovely. She was light skinned, or high yellow as black 
folks say. She had really large, firm tits, with large 
brown circles on them. Her nipples looked about the 
size of a .38 bullet.

On top of me laid a titty goddess. The most lovely 
light brown tits, hairy black bush and sweet looking 
pussy lips you'd ever imagine.

I was into this now, and as we kissed, I got on top of 
her. I started to suck each tit, nibbling the end of 
it, making her nipples stand straighter. Then I reached 
down and pushed the head of my dick into her.

"No baby. Not so fast. Hold on," she said as she 
scooted out from under me.

Mom leaned down and started to suck my dick. Then she 
pulled me to the edge of the bed and she got on her 
knees, sucking my dick down her throat. I was wanting 
to fuck, but she mumbled, "no. Wait."

I sat there for about five minute and started to fuck 
her mouth, grabbing her head, thrusting my dick as long 
and hard as I could into her throat.

As I started to tense up and cum, mom looked up at me 
and said, 'uuh, huum. Ooh. Oooh, eeh."

I shot into her mouth and she swallowed it. She kept 
sucking and then got up off my hard dick.

I couldn't stand the sight of that sweet pussy, so I 
exchanged places with her and let my tongue plow 
through that jungle of thick black pussy hair.

As I ate her pussy, with her legs dangling over the 
edge of the bed, I tweaked her nipples at the same 
time.

My goodness, within three minutes she was moaning like 
hell.

"Oooh baby. Oooh damn, that's good baby. Eat my pussy 
baby," she purred as she arched her back preparing to 
cum.

"Awww shit!" mom yelled. "Hot damn. Hot damn, hot damn. 
Oooh you pussy eating motherfucker!"

I was tasting her salty slick discharge and I'd found 
her Achilles heel. Her pussy was so sensitive to being 
licked.

After she had cummed enough to soak the sheets I rose 
up with 10 inches of manhood standing just inches from 
my belly.

I was about to place it into her belly, if I could sink 
in that far.

I eased mom up the bed, laying her head on the pillow 
and I just laid on her. Into her pussy I sunk, little 
by little, until I was far in enough that I could feel 
her IUD sticking the head of my dick.

I reached beneath mom and gripped her tight ass, then 
started to work slowly in and out, back and forth as 
she licked my face and neck, sucking my lip and sucking 
in my tongue, moaning like a beast, as if almost 
crying. After five minutes or so of this she started 
talking crazy.

"Oooh motherfucker. Oooh you big dick motherfucker. 
This is your pussy baby/ This is your pusssssssyyyy, 
baby," mom was saying. "Ooooh, ahhhh, damn. Get it all 
baby. Bust me open Mr. Big Dick. Bust me open baby. I 
don't care, just hurt my pussy baby."

We fucked in several positions for the next two hours. 
Shortly after midnight, we bathed together knowing dad 
would be home around 1 a.m.

We changed bed linens and sprayed Lysol throughout the 
house to contain the scent of fucking.

The next evening, it was on much the same. For the 
first six weeks in fact, we fucked everyday, even when 
mom was on her period. It was just that good.

As we sat there one evening, feeling on each other, we 
watched a Vanessa Del Rio flick where she was taking 
this guy up the ass. It was awesome and erotic.

A little while later, we watched a Seka movie, in which 
the platinum blonde who could have passed for my mom's 
white sister, was taking a huge dick in the ass. Mom 
asked if I'd ever done it. I told her no. She said she 
had never done it, but had wondered how it would feel.

We said we'd try it. I ran my finger into a jar of 
Vaseline and proceeded to ease it into her ass. I was 
finger fucking her in the ass and she could take it. 
She said she didn't know if it felt funny or if it was 
stimulating. I pulled out after a few minutes and my 
finger was smeared with shit that stank.

After washing up, mom went to the bathroom and filled 
the red hot water bottle with vinegar and warm water, 
the stuff she used to douche her pussy with, and eased 
it into her bottom. After it filled, she sat on the 
toilet and "whoosh," she evacuated her bowels. She did 
that three more times. Just the sight of it had me hard 
as shit, but I decided to continue watching before 
fucking her. I had never seen this before.

After the water released from her asshole was totally 
clear, we went back and sat on the couch, her on my 
lap, with a finger in her pussy as we continued to 
watch Seka's anal scene.

When it was over, mom dropped to her knees and started 
sucking my dick again. I laid back in ecstasy. She had 
taught me to get the first nut with her sucking, and we 
could fuck for hours afterwards because my mind would 
not be so quick to want to blow a load.

Down the hatch, she sucked that load. I ate her pussy 
and finger fucked her. I now smeared her ass with 
Vaseline and ran my middle finger in and out. Now I had 
two fingers in the tight brown hole and she was 
whimpering and moaning.

I laid mom across the edge of the couch and now 
positioned myself at the entrance of her ass. I eased 
the head to her butt and forced it in.

"Oooh, no. It hurts baby," mom said.

I just wiggled it a little bit, working in about three 
inches of my dick as she adjusted, saying "take you 
time baby. Take your time. I'm real tight back there."

After less than five minutes of having only a few 
inches in her, I shot into her bowels. The feel of the 
cum was good, as she moaned and started to back up to 
put more dick into her bottom. But shooting that wad 
drained me it was so tight and my dick fell out. I 
couldn't remain in her.

We laid together on the floor, talked and kissed as she 
rubbed my dick, bringing it back to attention.

"I think I can get it all in me baby," mom said, as she 
moved her hand slowly back and forth on my dick, 
bringing it back around.

After it was hard again, mom got a finger full of 
Vaseline and leaned over, sticking her finger into her 
ass and moving it slowly back and forth.

I was so excited, I bent over and started to lap at her 
pussy like a cat at a bowl of milk. She was moaning and 
adjusted her body to let me give her the best pleasure 
she ever knew – a long sucking and licking of her 
pussy,

She couldn't keep the finger in her ass now. The pussy 
licking was having the expected result. She was into 
it, rocking her hips, calling my name and pushing down 
on the top of my head to keep me in the right place.

After so much of that I got on top of her, going 
straight into the depths of her hot, juicing pussy that 
was so hot I could barely hold off from cumming.

It was so hot I had to stop fucking and start eating 
her anytime my nut got close. This went on for about 
half an hour when I flipped her over and licked her 
pussy from the back.

"Aaah, ahhaaahhh, shit!" mom said as she jammed her 
bushy pussy up to my face, my tongue both licking and 
sucking her slit. I felt her tense up and I grabbed her 
hips, pulling them back onto my face. I was tonguing 
her pussy like a soldier fighting a war. I was enjoying 
it.

Mom collapsed onto her stomach when she came this time 
and started saying, "wait baby, wait baby. I can't take 
no more. Let me catch my breath."

I waited a while and she turned over onto her side. We 
were both sweating like being outdoors cutting the lawn 
in 101 degree weather.

I moved up on the floor and laid behind her. My intent 
was to slip into her pussy. But I had popped my dick 
into her asshole.

"Oooh shit!" mom said, as she came around from her 
weakened state and jumped straight off the floor.

She was rubbing her asshole, saying it hurt because I 
was too big. I assured her we'd do it right this time. 
I got more Vaseline and rubbed in and around her crack. 
I coated my entire dick with the white petroleum jelly 
and had her to lay her pelvis on two pillows placed 
beneath her stomach. Neither of us said anything as I 
began to ease slowly into her tight brown puckered 
asshole.

I was easing in gradually and at about five inches 
inside, she was so hot back there, I dared not to go 
further. I was at the limit of my entrance.

We slowly fucked and within a few minutes, I was 
blowing my load into her bowels. I continued to grind 
around since the wetness felt so good. No luck trying 
to stay in her as I cummed again in a few minutes. I 
can never fuck her ass more than four or five minutes 
before I cum, it's so hot and tight back there.

Dad left the company he worked for and bought two 
restaurants of another franchise, fast food. One was in 
our city, the other four hours away. And I graduated 
from college with honors and married my college 
sweetheart, Amelia. We immediately got busy having 
children, all the while mom and I continued to fuck.

Dad bankrolled me into a business of my own that's been 
a stellar performer since day one. Mom splits her time 
helping me and helping dad with our businesses. Dad 
told me mom seems so much happier having me nearby. My 
other siblings, a brother and a sister, can't come home 
much because they're officers in the military.

Amelia is a stay home with, busy keeping our three 
children. She's pregnant with a fourth one now. That's 
been five years ago.

And no matter how much pussy I get, like the white girl 
Jill, who works for me as a saleswoman, my mom always 
has the best.

And guess what? She so often gets me worked up when 
she's in the office by walking through the door to my 
private office, leaning over the blue leather couch and 
pulling her panties down to let me see that sweet wide-
open pussy from the rear – the angle that got us into 
this incestuous affair to begin with.

I would guess that since I've been married, the fucks 
have been cut down to three to five a week. It's a good 
thing. When I was single I had to cum twice a day. This 
way I keep it all natural, up a pussy.

To boot, we bought a house next door to my parents 
home. I'm making that much money, yes. So when Amelia 
wants to visit her folks and shop, or spend time with 
her sorority sisters, she's been so thankful that mom 
lives right next door and that I'm hardly ever in the 
streets.

Amelia knows that I'll either be at our house or at my 
parents' house. She just doesn't know that those 
nights, mornings and evenings when I walk next door to 
chat with mom, or those late nights when I got over to 
have a drink with mom, that I'm sipping a little more 
than a beer or wine. And that mom is sucking down more 
than a glass of suds.

And as I said before, dad is elated in the back of his 
mind knowing that his super-lovely wife is spending her 
time with her son and their grandkids – and not 
dreaming about men or being hit on by guys. Dad just 
don't know the whole story!