This is Part Three and the final part of my story of how I came to be sharing my mum's bed, making love to her and generally having a fantastic few years of incest. Please read Parts One and Two first for best results...
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At the start of our sexual life together, I was too young and naive to appreciate the pleasure of going down on a woman and it was a pity that it took so long for me to get round to sucking her down below. Her pussy would lubricate very freely when she became aroused and she had a lovely proud clitoris which would become erect and hard and stick out just like a small cock -- I loved to take it in my mouth. It made it very easy to find, to rub, lick or suck and to bring her to orgasm -- she'd have several in a row before she was satiated. And she was seldom happy with just any orgasm -- they had to be really intense orgasms that would leave her shaking and covered in sweat. Regrettably, dad was back from his house-hunting just as I was getting into oral sex and as mum liked to be undressed and hated to have a quick bit of loving, that that aspect of our love-life remained a rare treat. But there was plenty more to enjoy!
When my dad was home, it was his habit early on a Sunday morning, to drive to the local shop to get the paper and then take the dogs for a gentle but fairly lengthy walk -- and then my mother and I would have usually a couple of hours or so to ourselves. I'd wait in bed, playing gently with my already erect penis and if Barry was at school then almost as soon as dad had driven away I'd be into my mum's bedroom waving my erection before me. Usually, as soon as my mum saw it she'd push back the bedclothes to reveal her hand working away at her pussy -- she knew what was coming and she too would be ready for a fuck.
"Hello darling," she'd open with, "Quick off the mark today, aren't we? Coming to make me happy, are you!"
"Definitely, mum -- definitely going to be doing some coming!" I might say, "Couldn't wait!"
This was one occasion when we had enough time to enjoy some oral sex and if she was in the mood to be seduced by my tongue then she's often sit up and hang her legs over the side of the bed.
"Lick me, lover -- lick me -- make me cum!" she'd say, spreading her legs and, in all probability, spreading her lips with her fingers to reveal her already sloppy pussy.
"Dad been at you already?" I might ask if she was really wet.
"Last night -- we had a quickie, the usual Saturday night effort, but it wasn't really enough," mum would say, "that's why I'm ready for you now. So stop talking and come here, darling!"
I'd sink to my knees by the bed and move closer to her. Soon I'd be able to smell that lovely womanly scent that only a hot, wet, excited pussy gives off -- a scent that travels directly from the nose to the cock! I'd move in and bend down, to firstly kiss and caress her lovely belly and then to move down, in small kisses, to her inner thighs -- making her shudder and shiver with excited tension. And eventually I'd reach her pussy.....
What I loved to do firstly and best of all was to use my fingers; to run them, feather-light, over her curly pubes. Mum would drag in huge shuddery breaths as I teased her and her mound would hump up against my fingers -- which I'd quickly lift out of reach. Then I'd do it again -- or perhaps lower my head and blow on her pubes or on her lips.....usually with the same kind of result. But teasing is best in small quantities and soon I'd lower my lips, stick out my tongue and slide it completely up the length of her slit, ending at her clitoris. There I'd use my lips instead, to suck in the flesh of her lips.....and then to engulf her clit itself.....making her gasp and groan as the sensations drove her quickly towards her first orgasm.
"Ooooooh lover -- do that again! Suck it again! Yeah -- like that -- like that! Ooooooh," the last being a shuddery cry of delight.
Using my lips, teeth and tip of my tongue, I'd continue my assault on her clit and it wouldn't be all that long before a sensory overload disrupted her mind!
"Is that good, mum," I'd probably say, as I stopped -- just to tease her again, "shall I keep going?"
"Don't you dare stop now -- oh no -- oh, oooooh, ooooooooh -- yessssssss!" she'd cry as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth once more.
After she had orgasmed once or twice more, I'd move upwards to take her breasts in my hands and her nipples in my mouth until she had orgasmed at least once more and now, if not ages before, she was ripe and ready for a fuck.
And my cock would be ready too -- positively straining at the leash, dripping with precum and throbbing with urgent desire.
"Come to me, lover," she'd say, lifting her, by now totally sloppy, pussy up towards my straining cock, "come here and love me!"
Usually our first fuck was quick and urgent.....fulfilment quickly just in case we'd have our time cut short. We never really knew if dad might just return home earlier than we expected, so we'd go at it like rabbits!
"Coming, mum, here I come," I'd say, as I leaned my body closer and closer to her. My erection would be at just the right height for her welcoming hole as she hung her hips over the edge of the bed and, with her exuberant fluids and my precum, there'd be little friction as my cock slid slowly but smoothly deep inside her.
We'd both let out a long low moaning sigh as my cock slid home -- the delight was totally mutual.
"Come on then, fill me," mum would say, "Fill my hole with your cock! Keep it hard -- get it deep -- I love that! Oh god, you're going to make me cum already!"
Mum wouldn't be the only one about to cum! The sexual tension we'd built up already would soon overtake us both and I'd start to move my cock in mum's hole faster and harder.
"Oh yes, that's good," she'd say, "Oh yes -- nearly there -- nearly there!"
"Yeah mum -- ooooooh yeah -- cum when you're ready," I'd say as I thrust my penis into her, "I'll be with you! Nearly there! I'll be cumming too!"
Faster and harder I'd thrust; the bed bouncing mum back at me as I entered her each time and then we were there -- together!
"Cumming, mum, cumming," I'd say, feeling everything tightening up inside, "Can't stop!"
"Yes -- yes -- yes -- cum for me -- cum in me -- I'm with you!" mum would cry, "Keep going, harder -- yessssss -- that's it.....I'm there....I'm cumming! Oh darling -- I'm cumming."
"Uuuuuugh! Aaaaagh! Ooooooooh -- yeahhhhhh!" I'd exclaim, as everything inside me unloaded, as if I'd been a champagne cork!
And she'd fling her arms around me and kiss me with open mouth and flashing tongue -- and I knew we'd reached the pinnacle of our early morning session. What we'd enjoyed was a release of our sexual tensions. Whatever followed would be simply because we both loved sex!
So, sometimes, just that quick fuck was enough for us -- it was energetic if brief -- satisfying if basic......but sometimes we wanted more.
Mum always tried to be careful not to leave too much evidence. Hah -- we shouldn't have left any evidence, but it was hardly avoidable that we didn't leave some wet patches of some kind. Hence her preference for fucking at the edge of the bed -- whatever was left would be on her side only -- more easily explainable, and less often seen. If mum had left a damp patch in the middle of the bed and dad had seen it, she could cast it off as the result of her playing with herself -- or leftovers from the night before. If, on the other hand, there had been fresh sperm as well -- or a really soaked bed, mum might have had troubles in finding a plausible excuse!
But, that was an aside -- we were, first and foremost, together to fuck -- and to fulfil our sexual appetites and so, as I said, mum might well demand more.
We'd clean up a bit first -- and now that I'd 'discovered' oral sex, I always enjoyed going down on mum to clean her pussy of as much of our slippery mixture as I could....while still leaving her moist and ready to fuck again!
Needless to say, my cleansing attention to her pussy, her hole -- and of course her clit, would bring her back to the boil.
"One more time, darling?" she'd say.
"No problem, mum -- loads of ammo left!" I might say.
"Good -- oooooh, that's so good, darling. Let me have you again, sweetheart. But make this one more gentle," she'd say, "Come and love me. Fill me again but love me!"
Remaining at the side of the bed, I'd lean back over her, letting my body collapse gently on top of hers. Her lovely breasts, so firm and well-rounded, would flatten beneath my chest as we'd kiss and caress each other.
For a short while, we'd just enjoy being as close together as lovers can be before the action at one end of our bodies reawakened parts of the other ends!
