The Undeniable Pt. 06

Chapter: 1

A Night Out to Remember

When you wake up in the morning with your better half at your side, the physical connection is bliss. It had been months since Vivian (my Mom) and I started to share the same bed. Yet, it never ceased to feel amazing, having her stout, warm body against me. Sometimes we cuddle under the covers or we reap the benefits of a good old fashion morning sex before breakfast.

It had been a month and five days since I began college, just a dozen minute drive from home. Things were going nice and dandy. I got to meet new people, make some friends and was accepted to the swim team competing for the institution. My studies were between fine and great, and things were looking up every week.

The only snag I could think of was the amount of girls trying to get my phone number in order to hangout or something. They were pretty, beautiful even, but it never went anywhere with any of them. Mom was all the companionship I needed. She was smart, creative and sweet with a heart of gold. She could cook the best meals ever; she was playful and always mindful of my needs. What more could I ask?

The mere thought of her was in my mind, as I extended my hand on her side of the bed only to find out that she wasn't there. Figuring that she must be in the kitchen, I remained lying on my back, glancing at the ceiling until I got bored, fully awake to start my day. Wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, I exited the bedroom and walked across the corridor until I found her bent over the sink to rinse the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher.

With her bronde hair tied in a bun, and her black leggings full of that MILF booty below her loose-fitting tank-top, Vivian seemed even more gorgeous with the sun shining from the window, viewing the backyard. Even though she heard me approaching, she feigned ignorance until I hugged her by the waist from behind.

"Good morning," I whispered to her ear with my semi-erect cock pressed against her generous ass.

"Good morning, honey," she replied after lifting her upper body only to push her matronly rump more intimately against my pelvis. "Slept well?"

"Like a baby," I said before I softly nibbled her earlobe and then trailed the tender skin of her neck with kisses until I reached her shoulder.

"Noah, I... I have something to tell you."

A little surprised, I stopped teasing her and drew back my head to see if there was something wrong. My concern grew as Vivian spun around and took my hands to hold them tight in her palms. She looked at me in a way she never did before. I could tell her feelings were mixed between anxiousness, fear and somewhat excitement. Whatever she had to say, it was pretty damn important, perhaps even life-changing.

"What is it?" I asked, starting to feel a little contaminated by her nervous demeanor.

"I... I am... I'm pregnant," she finally spat out, her brown eyes in tears. "I'm pregnant, Noah."

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Two Months and a Half Earlier

"Coda, here we go, baby!" LeShawna enthusiastically shouted as soon as we were on our way to the nightclub inside a Sedan limousine that Mom and I acquired for the evening.

As we had planned for over a week, LeShawna and her young lover, Don came to visit Toronto by flight in order to spend time with us for old time's sake. The ladies were so happy to see each other the day we picked them up from the airport and invited them to our home for supper. We would've gladly allowed them to stay at our house for the weekend, but LeShawna already reserved a luxury condo for rent in the city to stay the night.

The night out to the club was my idea for the next evening where I thought we could party like we did on the cruise. Everyone agreed of course, thus here we were, cruising in a fancy limo downtown with a glass of Champagne each. Given that we were practically married, Vivian and I, this was kind of a celebration for our engagement.

I was wearing a simple white shirt with short sleeves, while my chestnut brown hair looked sharp and handsome with the small dose of gel I coated the top of my head with. As for my dear mother and wife, she was as ravishing as ever for the night in her cherry red dress matched with a pair of stockings that made her shapely legs look appealingly feminine along with her high heels on her feet. I thought her curves seemed enticing the first time I saw her in that outfit. But after months of consistent exercise on the bed with me, or in the gym, she might as well be a Lane Bryant model with her eye-catching waist that was narrow between her big breasts capable of forming the loveliest cleavage, and her wide, flared hips matched with her luscious ass.

Besides Mom and her flawless hair, LeShawna was just as gorgeous, wearing a black, sleeveless bodycon dress that suited her sizable hourglass figure that complimented her buxom, voluptuous and Amazonian shape. I always thought she was a beautiful and well-toned, mature woman with her chocolate milk skin and her big curves in all the right places.

For a female powerlifter, she had an amazingly flat abdomen, which was why she fitted so well in her dress. Not to mention her dark, curly, long hair associated with a beautiful face gifted with a full lipped mouth naturally curved upward on the corners, condemning her with a permanent smile.

Along for the ride, Don looked all right with his dashing, short sleeved shirt like me, his high top fade haircut on his head, and with his good-looking face, freshly shaven. Still the friendly and easy going dude that I met on the cruise, we stayed in touch, chatted and kept each other posted on our sportive pursuits, which was why I knew we were going to have a great night, all four of us.

The club was crowded with a lot of beautiful people. Vivian was a little intimidated at first, feeling out of place with all these hot young girls parading their assets. Fortunately, it was nothing a few drinks couldn't fix at the bar.

"I dunno about you, but sexy here and I are gonna dance," Don said over the music before he dragged a giggling LeShawna by the hand to hit the dance floor.

Emboldened by our two friends, Mom and I went for it to put our moves to the test. Like before on the Oceanus, we danced under the influence of alcohol, as we got into the groove, performing slick moves that drew us closer until Vivian backed up against me to grind her sexy ass into my crotch. I could feel my cock getting hard, while I held her by the hips, gyrating right back against her to make sure she could feel my boner rubbing her cheeks. Don was in the same position I was, with LeShawna twerking her black ass against his thrusting hips.

After a few more potent drinks and several songs, a slow grind tune came on for us to get even more intimate. Nobody around us would have thought, or even guessed that Vivian was my mother the way I glided my hands up her torso to caress her breasts. To the guys that must have been watching, she was a hot MILF who had me under her thumb. Paying them no mind, we danced the evening away until it was time for us to head back at the condo where we were invited to stay for the night, liquored up as we all were.

After a quick ride in the limo, and a brief ascension in the elevator, the four of us made it to the living room on an L-shaped sofa where Don sat on one side and me on the opposite. As soon as our respective ladies joined us by flopping down beside us, we started laughing over anything that came out of our mouths. The dirty jokes we exchanged would be enough to make a comedian blush with the Mojitos that we shared from a bottle.

One conversation led to another until out of the blue, we started talking about group sex. Having seen a few videos of this type of content on PornHub, I thought it was pretty hot watching four to six people having sex as pairs in one room. Over time, it was more of a distant fantasy than anything else until that night.

Intoxicated as we all were; the notion of having sex with Vivian in the presence of our friends seemed ridiculous, but tempting at the same time. As the conversation on the matter dragged on, one thing led to another, while Don and LeShawna were cuddling, touching and even groping each other until they were all out molesting one another's parts right in front of us. A minute or two later, the beautiful black woman was on her knees between the legs of her young lover just so she could unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants and underwear. I tried to avoid looking at his black junk, but it was a little hard to miss when it came out, free and hard as a rock. Let's just say that it was big enough for LeShawna to hold the shaft like a sword with her two hands the moment she grabbed him in order to lean forward and lick the sides of his dark brown nut.

I remember his eyes widened as her pink tongue went down his fleshy shaft all the way to his ball sack. Then he shivered with pleasure, as she was smooching her way up his canon until her full lips were all over his dickhead.

"Holy shit!" I said, amazed to see the female powerlifter circling her tongue around Don's glans as if it was the sweetest, tastiest lollipop she ever licked.

That was before I noticed the pair of hands that were fiddling with my own belt to open my pants. And those pretty hands belonged to none other than Vivian who had knelt before me to spread my legs open and snatch out my manhood already pointed at her beautiful face.

"Holy shit!" I repeated after my wife-of-a-mother guided my dick straight into her mouth before her lips were sealed tight around my shaft that she immediately began to suck, as if she had been starving for it this whole time.

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The view of the city was beautiful this evening from the large windows of the living room enlightened from the light of the ceiling above the debauchery that was taking place.

"Mmmhhh!" I shivered, reclined against the cushion of the sofa with my pants and boxers around my ankles, as my sweet mother took her time, using both her hands to pump my throbbing shaft, and suck on the head of my cock.

The lewd, slurping noises that came out of her vacuuming mouth was accompanied by the muffled moans of LeShawna with the mouthful of dick she had in her hands with Don, who was savoring the moment, laid back over the couch, like I was. Her head was bobbing up and down faster the further down she went to take in more of her stallion's black pole. Meanwhile, Vivian carried on with her wifely and motherly duty of blowing my engorged cock soaked wet with saliva.

One time, she took a break, running her tongue up and down along my rigid meat, and delivering sweet pecks all over until she guided the tip back into her mouth. Her tongue was gliding under my erection by the time she started bobbing her head over my crotch, as if to catch up with LeShawna's tempo by sound. By the way things were rapidly going down; the ladies were moaning and purring in chorus, as if they were communicating the pleasure they were reaping in sucking our dicks, like succubuses of ancient myth.

I thought that it couldn't get any better, but I was wrong the moment Mom popped her lips from my strawberry-shaped glans and placed her hands on my kneecaps for leverage to gingerly stand up, towering over me on her high heels. Inebriated as I was of both liquor and lust, I slowly registered the fact that my motherly wife had reached underneath the edge of her short skirt to shed down her drenched, red laced panties from her wide, rounded hips until she made them slid down her stocking-clad legs straight around her ankles. My animalistic hunger was getting the better of me when Vivian kicked her skimpy underwear aside and peeled up her dress while spontaneously pivoting around to serve her naked, doughy ass on a silver platter, so to speak.

"Lube me up, honey," she said to me, her voice soft and sultry.

At this point, Mom didn't give a rat's ass that we weren't alone, and neither did I when I dung my fingers into her fleshy cheeks, and spread them apart to plunge my mouth in her crack where my tongue started excavating her anus. Since I first introduced her to butt stuff, Vivian became something of an anal enthusiast, especially since she stopped using birth control pills in preparation for her future pregnancy.

"Dayum, girl! I never would've guessed that you like it dirty," LeShawna said, as a compliment, while giving a quick handjob to her man.

"What can I say," Mom replied, before she moaned the moment my soft tongue pushed through her puckered orifice. "The anus is rich in nerve endings... so we might as well use 'em for... mmhhh... for the f-fun of it... ohh, baby!"

Very pleased to have drawn out such a delightful reaction from my anilingus-loving wife, I grinned, as my tongue was at work, jabbing through her rectum in a successive back and forth motion. And for the few minutes that followed so swiftly, my attention was entirely devoted to my wife's bakery of an ass. It never ceased to amaze me how warmer, thicker and softer her buns were with my face further buried between her large mounds. It was as if some sort of primal instinct was taking over, urging me to venture into Vivian's most private place where I was given an exclusive VIP membership.

Feeling her quivering as her hips gently pressed back onto my face made me extra voracious for both her ass and her pussy. I didn't care if we were being watched by our friends. All that mattered was my need to sink in further. My chin was soaked by the juices of her cunt, as the taste of her anus tingled with my taste buds with every plunge of my tongue, searching for more flesh to graze.

"All right... okay, young man... that'll do," Vivian shuddered before she reluctantly removed her ass from my face and spun around to face me, while looking sexually in trance with her eyes fully dilated and her cheeks blushing all over.

Without adding another word, she climbed on top of my lap, and awkwardly hovered over me before my fully erect cock was led by her right hand for my bulbous tip to find the entrance to her gushing, wet A-hole. With my shaft coated with warm precum mixed with fresh saliva, it was almost too easy, entering her tight backdoor with the benefit of a significant amount of practice that we had back home.

Mom whined after plunging half of my length up inside her in one, swift, downward thrust that also made me gasp. And my hands were already on her thighs, at the top edge of her stockings when she moaned again the moment her full-figured body ascended and descended back down to impale herself deeper and deeper onto my fleshy sword. It took her at least a minute of sitting still, while straddling my hips before she instinctively began to rock her haunches, using my rod to feel the utter fullness that she had been craving for.

"Ugh, yyyess... that's so good!" Vivian faintly uttered, as soon as her ass was fully adjusted to my size for her body to autonomously bounce up and down.

Her hands were gripped after the recliner on either side of my head when the pounding began with her buxom tits quaking in the cleavage of her dress. She was mewling by the time she rode me, bouncing her round, thick ass with full, heavy strokes as we were all out, fervently fornicating on the comfortable couch. We were getting carried away so fast that I popped her utters out of that red dress of hers after unzipping it, just so I could finally smother my face into the tender flesh of her plain orbs. Her left hand was pressing against the back of my head, while my lips were tightly sealed on one of her rock-hard nipples on which I groaned and greedily suckled with the hunger of a feisty baby.

I was doing my best to buck my hips upward and match the rhythm of my mother's insisting strokes, relishing once more in eagerly stuffing her sweet, claustrophobic anus with my throbbing, hard cock that was squeezing its way in and out. We've been at it for what seemed like a while, and Vivian was tirelessly on my case, riding me like a bronco, while slamming her ass on my lap.

Meanwhile as I watched this goddess of a woman in action, the black couple caught my eye from their side of the sofa. Don was still sitting, his pants pushed all the way down his ankles, and his mouth latched onto LeShawna's wobbling breast. Speaking of her, the sexy powerlifter was straddling the strong legs of her basketball player-of-a-lover with the skirt of her dress hitched up past her large hips, and with her top pushed down around her waist, riding her young steed like there was no tomorrow.

Her moans and squeals were loudly unsubtle as her naked, round, big black ass pounded down onto Don's thighs. As she was already near her first orgasm, the middle-aged woman cried out in relieving pleasure before she arched her back and sat up straight, causing her boob to pop out of her lover's mouth. It was pretty awesome, seeing her climax like that before she quickly recovered and resumed bouncing her rippling butt up and down. Her bounding hips were by then rising higher and higher, to the point that I could almost see Don's thick, glistening cock appear and disappear in and out of the clutching folds of LeShawna's drooling sex

From my perspective, Don was like an anvil, and his woman was the hammer. She was hammering him so hard in fact that he seemed to be sinking deeper into the soft cushions of the couch. I mentally encouraged my friend to hold on; as I began to worry that the wanton female powerlifter might actually fuck him to death.

"Oh shit... ohh shit!" Don groaned, his hands gripped tight on her haunches. "I'm about to blow!"

"Yeah, baby! That's ma boy!" LeShawna cried out, their bodies slamming into each other faster. "Bust that nut inside me! I want that creampie!"

"Ohhh Noah... sweety!" Vivian suddenly hollered in urgent ecstasy. "I'm so close... gonna... I'm gonna..."

And just like that, all four of us collectively climaxed, as we kept on thrashing in wild, uncontrollable abandon. LeShawna trembled as the powerful orgasm rolled through her body, while my mother convulsed, her mouth agape in a silent scream to the seventh heaven.

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The afterglow punctuated by the euphoria of our coupling lasted for a good while, long after Don and I each blew our loads inside our respective ladies. We could have called it a night, but we boys still had some juice left in us for another round, while our two MILFs were also still in for some more snu snu. Regardless that we were completely nude, we made it into a room containing the largest bed I had ever seen. I learned later that it was an Alaskan king size, meant for four people at most, which was perfect for us to continue the fun without a care in the world that we were about to share the same bed.

Don was the first to get into business with LeShawna after a little foreplay before he climbed on top of her in missionary, guided his cock to her pussy, grabbed a hold of her hips, and pushed the bun inside the oven. The scream of joy she bellowed was all the motivation he needed to sink the whole length of his black dick all the way in before he began to pound away, watching her big tits bounce back and forth.

While they were busy moaning and fucking on their side of the bed, Vivian was also on her back with her ass on the edge of the mattress where I stood between her legs to grab a hold of her knees so that her calves could rest on my shoulders with her feet up in the air. With a helping hand, Mom directed my rod in target with her anus already lubricated with some of my load still inside. I practically had to bend my beautiful wife in half to gain the best angle possible for me to penetrate her as easily as a knife through butter.

"Give it to me!" she uttered, excited in the heat of the moment, while almost positioned as a croissant with her arms around my torso to hold me close. "Give it to Mommy... hard!"

And so I did, pushed and driven by impulse to pound Vivian's ass as hard and deep as I could. The sharp claps of flesh on flesh and the sound of our furious fucking were in sync with her increasingly wild moans and untamed cries of passion. She didn't last long before she came, her whole body shaking violently underneath me. The next words that came out of her open mouth were too incoherent for me to understand as I continued to fuck my motherly wife with everything I had. We kissed a lot and said many, naughty things that spurred us on like minks.

I was all hot and sweaty the moment my arms were wrapped around the crease of her spread legs for me to bend her over further and pin her down in place. My hips were moving like an over-speeding oil rig on top of my mother's groin coated in her vaginal fluid.

"OH, GOD, OH, GOD BABY!!" she yelled, pummeled into submission, as my pistoning cock could reach deeper inside her ass than before. "KEEP GOING, KEEP GOING... UGH FUCK, DON'T STOP HONEY... DON'T STOP!!!"

Vivian was on the verge, I could see it on her face by the way her eyes were turned upside-down. I was literally working my ass off, moving my hips faster and plunging my dick as deeply as I could into the only fine ass I would ever fuck. The bedroom was filled by the building crescendo of my low, raspy groans in chorus with Mom's plaintive mewling and panting gasps, while Don and LeShawna were also reaching the climax of their unchained coupling.

"AAARRGHHH!!!" I roared, empting the air in my lungs before I brutally slammed the entire shaft of my cock into my motherly wife one last time and blasted the bottom of her rectum, rope after rope of thick, warm jizz.

I growled again, as my balls were spasming hard, unloading their content out of my rigid meat. Vivian bellowed a scream of her own the moment she slipped her legs from my arms, and clamped them together around the small of my back, just in time before she arched her back, shrieking like a banshee. The orgasmic explosion that thundered throughout her whole body couldn't have found a better timing as my phallus was erupting the last remnant of my load deep inside of her married ass.

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As the night went on, we continued having sex, despite that we had finished several times so far. I eventually lost track of how many times we came or what time it was. The rest of what went down was like a haze during the next twenty minutes that followed. The first thing I saw since Mom and I started doing each other in 69 was Don doing LeShawna in doggystyle.

The guy was like a machine, holding onto her hips and thrusting his BBC into her at a ferocious pace that she took like a champ, with her soft, round ass cushioning the blows from his pelvis against which she pushed herself back for her cervix to meet with his nut.

Even while Vivian was sitting on my face for me to lap at her pussy, I had a few glimpses of LeShawna's ass and her fat cheeks bouncing and quivering in waves with each pump of her lover's dick reaming through her insides. The last thing I remember of them was how the big beautiful powerlifter had her face buried in a pillow, screaming her way through an intense orgasm, as her big ass kept on rippling from the constant, heavy impact of Don's rolling hips until he buried a fresh load of cream into her sloppy cunt.

Mom wasn't far off, humping her addictive pussy on my open mouth, and coating my face in her wetness before she came again. She was even more insatiable than usual for reasons that eluded me when she decided that she wanted my dick back inside her ass. I barely registered what my wife said before I felt the weight of her lower half pressing down onto my face the moment she leaned over to give my phallus one last kiss, as if to say 'goodbye, until next time'.

Deprived of her pussy that I loved to eat so much, the disappointment was short-lived the second I began to watch my mother sway her flared hips as she slowly crawled forward, giving me a good look at her dripping womanhood between her thick ass cheeks. She chose to do me in reverse-cowgirl style, one of our favorite positions. I remember how she eased herself back onto my hard pole. I also fondly remember her sweet moan as her tight A-hole was spreading open at my passage.

It was all too good to watch, her wide hips astride over my pelvis, and the alluring fat of her butt and thighs engulfing my crotch, as my engorged shaft was wedged as far into her insides as it could reach. Her waist instinctively went to work, making her sexy rear hop up and down, while her inner muscles were keeping me from popping out. Vivian was by then holding onto my ankles, as I had my hands on her calves, using them as armrests. Her short moans quickly turned into sharp gasps, and her whole body was getting hotter and sweatier.

As usual, I couldn't focus on anything but my wife's bouncing cheeks, the way her thick thighs rippled with each collision, and with the brief glimpses I had of my boner each time she rose only to fall back down, swallowing me whole again and again.

"Need... more!" Vivian breathed in frenzied arousal. "Gimme a hand, sweety."

Still straddled on top of me, she shifted her position until she was squatting above my hips. It was as if she was posing like a sitting cat with her hands on my knees, while mine were on her ass, supporting her up from behind. And without missing another heartbeat, she began to bounce harder on my cock with the help of gravity on her side. In this position, my rod was reaching up so deeply inside, I thought I was poking at the threshold of my own mother's guts.

The clapping of her meaty cheeks echoed in the bedroom in addition to her squeals. At the rate Mom was going, she was slamming her booty so hard on my lower half that my breath was being taken away with every downward stroke. It was at this moment that I felt another orgasm resurface, as I was admiring her ass endlessly bounce on top of me. I could only take so much before it was time to take matters back into my own hands.

And so without warning, I gave her big butt a push with enough strength to make Vivian tumble, face-first into the messy covers of the bed. Her yelp of surprise swiftly altered into a moan of anticipation upon flipping her onto her belly, and mounting her from the rear. Prostrated on her knees with her bootylicious rump held up high, it was easy to slide my dick back inside her rosebud, instantly filling it to the hilt.

The low growls that came out of my mouth were animalistic the moment Mom began to thrust her butt upwards and sink the small of my back lower, while parting her cheeks, bowing to guarantee a smoother access and deeper penetration. It was enough to ignite a surge of desire that drove me wild when my hands clamped down on that ass along with the curves of her full, childbearing hips, holding her like a horndog on his submissive bitch in heat. The cacophony of our fucking was louder that time, as we both groaned and moaned in glorious, blissful passion backed by the slapping sound of my sturdy abdomen against Vivian's fleshy buttocks.

It was such a sight to behold that it made me pump my hips faster and forcefully up against her matronly cheeks that shivered and rippled, as I banged her with all the strength I had left. In my urgent need to burst, I was railing her sopping anus without pause to hasten my nearing climax.

"Oh fuck!" I swore, my manhood on the verge of detonation. "I'm gonna... gonna..."

"I know, baby... me too!" Mom managed to utter, considering how she was being thoroughly fucked and ravished beyond compare. "Oh fuck... ugh yeah!! Fill your Mommy's ASS!!!"

In that moment, we were utterly animals driven to mate and breed, as I thrust the end of my shaft to the limit. I could feel her spasming when we simultaneously came in raw ecstasy. With me holding my motherly wife in place, while still mounted on her soft rear, we stayed like this for what seemed like more than a while. I could feel my semen draining into Vivian's butthole before the lust eventually faded, replaced by love, knowing that we had each other to give and take what we ached for.

Chapter: 2

Blind Love

It was still dark outside when I woke up, holding Vivian in my arms. And like a puppy seeking more warmth from its mother, I slipped closer on the sheets next to her, and sighed with delight at the sleekness of her back against my chest. It appeared to me that we had fallen asleep after that last orgasm we shared full heartedly. We blacked out so completely in fact that the light from the nightstands on either side of the bed didn't disturb my slumber until then. It wasn't rare for me to wake up like this in the middle of the night or early in the morning. What was out of the ordinary however was that we weren't alone on a bed that wasn't ours.

I merely had to turn my head around to see Don and LeShawna sleeping together a meter away behind me. It was at this moment that I fully realized what a crazy night we had. I never would've thought that group sex could be this exhilarating. Glancing at the black couple doing each other, while fooling around with Vivian was an experience I would never forget.

In any case, my attention was drawn back to the sleeping beauty that was my motherly wife. Despite how hot she was after the numbers of times we fucked, her disheveled hair that was damped from sweating so much smelled like her usual, sweet and feminine scent implemented with the natural shampoo she uses in the shower. As if that wasn't good enough, her big, soft boobs felt great as I palmed those perfect, fleshy globs of hers gently in my hands.

As for her amazing ass, so round and curvy, I pushed my hips a little bit closer just to spoon her tightly with my legs against the back of hers. To my surprise, my dick was hard again, pressed between her buns. And it throbbed with excitement at an accelerating rate. I couldn't be sure for how long we stayed like this. All I knew was that I was about to doze off back to sleep until I felt Vivian rubbing her exquisite booty against my crotch, as if she unconsciously wanted me back for another round. In a matter of seconds, I wanted to get back inside her too. It was only natural that I began to slowly hump my way to the Promised Land.

Mom's bottom was slightly cool against my warm member. She moved a little in her sleep. And each time she did, she made it easier for me to slip my shaft between her thighs. I didn't care at this point if she was going to wake up or not, I was thrusting my sandwiched meat back and forth, while rubbing my lower abdomen against her tantalizing, compacted rump. That was before I suddenly felt a slick damp spot I haven't ventured in quite some time.

I knew what it was, and I could've stopped then and there, but I didn't. So I carried on, following the trail, sliding towards the source. The further I progressed, the wetter and warmer it was, as I was on the right track. That was until her body froze, finally awakened as she felt me there.

"Mmhhh, honey!" Vivian whispered and then sighed, as she began to wiggle her butt against me.

Sensing no signs of protest coming from her, I held her by the waist and continued to stroke away and follow her movements until I managed to pressure her secret passage to part open and let me in.

We gasped out of pleasure in unison the moment I pressed into my mother. The further I went the better. That familiar feeling was divine. I was home, back where I belonged, embedded into the source of life.

"Oh, Noah... you just... can't stop, can you."

Hearing her voice just made me bolder and hornier before I reached up and clutched her brimming breasts, gaining all the leverage I needed for what I was about to do.

"I want you," I said, hell-bent for one last fuck.

With a yielding moan, she responded by tilting her hips towards me so I could enter all the way. And as soon as my phallus couldn't go any further, she lifted her chin, jutted out her throat, and groaned, as if the glee was too much to hold in. In my desire to make her feel it again, I pulled out almost to the brink, and pushed my pole back in so that I could also feel the waves of delight from the tight clutch of her vagina. The gratifying low grunt of satisfaction she let out was a sound that thrilled me to no end, knowing that I was the only one who could push that sound out of her. So I kept on moving in and out, slowly to make it last longer. Not much could feel as good as this. She was moving with me, eyes closed, mouth open and panting.

The smell of sex that festered in the bedroom billowed out once more, filling our nostrils. My hands were meanwhile busy kneading Vivian's breasts, massaging her honey melons and fondling her erect nipples. They were so soft and yet firm, bouncy and yielding. I was so aroused, squeezing and playing with them, especially with my cock moving back and forth inside her.

Deprived from the possibility of sucking them in my mouth from behind my woman, I made do by kissing and nibbling the back of her neck to then suck it long enough to leave a mark on her skin. Our bodies were working together in perfect coordination. Her bottom was nuzzled up against my tummy, and each time I pushed in, the force of my hips compressed and flattened her cushiony buns.

We were rocking with a mounting passion when I brought one hand down her torso for my fingers to eventually slide through a hot, realm of wet folds between her legs. Knowing that spot like the back of my palm; I didn't need to probe for long before I started caressing her clit while still pumping her from behind.

As our pace gradually quickened, the sound of her breathing sharpened and grew faster before she brought the index finger of my other hand into her mouth and chewed on it like a mouthpiece. That was the moment she came as quietly as she possibly could, thinking of our friends who were probably still sleeping. Her body flexed and stretched, flexed and stretched, while her hips swiveled as if she was dancing with my strokes. It was amazing, terrific even, but I was still hard and aching to cum one last time.

"Noah, baby... let me turn around," Vivian said, breathing as if in labor, recovering from her latest orgasm, while still up for more love-making. "I want you on top."

Compelled to grant her request, I moved back (extracting my cock from her pussy in the process) and gave her the space she needed to rotate on her back with her legs spread to accommodate me. Her hair was like a halo around her head, while her breasts were slightly rising and falling with anticipation, as she watched me, waiting for me to take her. She was so beautiful in every way. She was my Mother Earth Gaia, my mother goddess Rhea, my Queen Jocasta, the woman who gave birth to me. The one I loved

Thus without wasting another second, I lay down on top of my motherly wife and pulled her face to mine. The kiss that followed was languorous, as her tongue slowly swirled into my mouth, as mine retaliated into hers with the taste of Mojitos still in our breath. Her legs were by then further spread beneath me when she managed to catch the lengthy shaft of my cock in one hand, and guide me back inside. Her arms were around my neck, and her hips bucked up the moment I penetrated her sweet cunt, and sank in completely.

Though I could've gone straight ahead and picked up where we left off, I decided not to. I wanted to take some time for me to savor the moment, to take in the emotions that Vivian was expressing through her brown eyes. I couldn't help but revel at the sensation of the softness, the slickness, and the heat of her pussy gripping me like a possessive lover.

Nothing mattered then. There was no past or future. Her face was the only thing left in existence besides her body in heat. She was so sensitive that her hips were moving on their own, as her eyes pleasantly blinked with each stroke of my boner. We simply forgot about everything. Mom continued to kiss me, and I responded, while gracefully rolling my hips back and forth to ease my way throughout her sacred tunnel. Her breathing was smooth, heavy and shuddering when she lowered her hands across my back to then pull me deeper than I already was. I felt the softness of her depth, the wall of her cervix, where nothing was left untouched by my phallus.

"Yes, that's it!" Vivian softly whined, lost in her little cloud of lust, the kind that she was powerless to resist. "Take me, Noah! Love me... love me more!"

That was the key that unleashed the breeding bull inside me for my beautiful mother to enjoy. My mouth was all over hers when I started smashing with our hips, moving in collision as one. There was no pattern or any rhythm in my movements. I simply plunged in and out, using the full length of my cock to fill her up in desperate repetition. Her moans quickly turned into an audible cry that switched into a high pitched sob of pleasure muffled by our kiss.

Things were heating up so fast I barely thought twice before moving my head towards my left and bit down on my wife's neck, making her gasp. As I kept on thrusting, I could feel her tits trembling back and forth under my chest, I could feel her legs wrapped around me, and could definitely feel her polished nails digging into the back of my shoulders. I was fully committed to the task, using all my strength to pour my lust into her, to let go, to make every ounce of myself directed for the sole purpose of emptying myself into my woman.

Her hand suddenly appeared to cover her mouth, failing nonetheless to stifle her cries entirely, while my hips were utterly making slapping noises against her pelvis. The tension in my core couldn't feel more palpable. It was a sensation unlike any other.

"Oh fuck, nnnrrghh!" she voiced, biting her lower lip to hold in a potent scream, as my thrusts were building up in speed.

She was shaking under me at this rate. Her hair was all over the covers around her head, and her hands were clenched on my shoulder blades to hold on for dear life. We were in our own little world of heat, sweat and incestuous ecstasy. And as I fucked her, harder and faster, the buildup became irresistible. I was groaning, I couldn't hold back, I couldn't and wouldn't stop.

"Ugh, God!" Mom finally uttered, letting out a shout that echoed in the bedroom the moment her orgasm took over her convulsing body that made the tightness of her pussy surreal around my cock. "Oh my sweet, sweet man!!"

Grunting uncontrollably, my climax was next to lash out in a thunderclap, exploding hard out of my spasming meat that was shooting jet after jet of jizz into my mother who took it all, arching her back. Everything went hazy again. Our joined bodies were pulsing, and dozens of stars were drifting fast before my very eyes, even while closed shut. I still remember feeling our fluids mingling, the sensation of my hot seed squirting deep into Vivian.

We were both frozen in heaven by then, unwilling to move a single muscle, too busy catching our breath, recovering from the orgasm that burned out all our batteries. I was so dead tired, so lost in the deep afterglow that I didn't think of the consequence of what we just did until three months later.

The thing was, while we were passed out, the semen that I so thoroughly deposited into my mother's womb had been traveling through her cervix and her uterus until one single sperm managed to win the race, fertilizing her waiting egg where I once came from. How about that?

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To be continued

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