"On top," Mom barked out another order. "Get on top of me."
I shook my head. Gleefully, I reminded her. "I'm in charge now, sweetheart. We fuck like I say we fuck. Now, get on your hands and knees."
A frown creased Mom's face. "On my hands and knees?" she echoed, puzzled. "The dog-style position. Oh no, Son. That wouldn't do with your own mother. It's really quite improper."
"Piss on what's proper or not proper," I hissed. "Get on your hands and knees. I know what I'm doing Goddammit," I cursed at the delay. I couldn't hold my stiff-on forever.
Mom hesitated but only for a moment. Then, a slight smile curved her lovely lips. I was acting like a man, and that pleased her... I was taking charge.
"Yes, dear," she murmured, meekly. "I'm sure you know what you're doing. It's vulgar for a son to fuck his mother in a dog-style position but... go ahead."
At the moment, I could care less about vulgarity... I knew what had to be done to sustain my erection. Mom, as promised, took up the classic stance of the female bitch in heat. Positioning herself on her hands and elbows, she stuck her ass up in the air and reached back to pat her cunt. "Right here," she called back. "Stick it in the right place." She was afraid I was going to fuck her ass. She was partially right.
The first time I had seen Mom's bared I fell in love with the way it was shaped. Despite her age, there was plenty of firm, shapely ass to her buttocks. I loved the way they flared out from her hips and the way they, broke apart at the middle to reveal the hairy, rectal area. At first, I wanted to kiss Mom's ass but then, I received another inspiration.
Kneeling behind Mom's curved backside, I picked up the artificial prick, the dildo that Mom had pumped into my own ass. Now, I was going to return the compliment. I was going to fill both of my mother's erotic holes at the same time.
"What are you going to do?" my mother asked as she looked around over her shoulder.
"Hold tight," I chuckled. "Hold good and tight. I'm going to fuck you from both ends, and at the same time."
But Mom didn't think the idea was such a good one. "No, Son," she shook her head. "If you stick both pricks into my body at the same time, I won't be able to properly appreciate what's going on inside of my cunt. That's where I really want to feel it," she told me. "I want to feel my sonly prick deep down in my pussy. Can't you wait until later with that dildo?" she asked.
But there was no longer time to debate the issue. I couldn't sustain the erection for much longer without letting the tool come into contact with some cuntly meat. "Relax and enjoy yourself," I told Mom. "Don't knock the double fuck until you've tried it."
And without further talk, I leaned forward and let the head of my tool surge through the wet cuntal lips. These lips puckered over the meat as it fell into the groove, and held it tight.
"Ahhhhhh," Mom cried, happily. "My own son's prick inside my cunt. How good it feels. Oh boy, but it feels Goddamned good. Now," she ordered. "Fuck me. Fuck me, darling. And forget about the dildo."
But I couldn't forget about the artificial prick. As my own cock whistled in and out of the incestuous groove, my eyes remained fixed on the adorable hole of the bum, an area that filled me with great passion and love. I could feel the warm flow of air flow through the fleshy cheeks. It felt good.
"Oh Mom," I cried. "Have to. Simply have to pump out your asshole, too," and before she could issue another protest, or forbid me to desist, I held up the dildo and aimed it at my mother's spread ass.
"Wider," I begged, "spread your asshole wider. You'll love it, Mom. Honest you will," and before she could move a muscle, I hurtled the cockly weapon forward. The head brushed through the cheeks and zoomed towards the tiny opening. Would I be able to make a penetration on the very first thrust? I quickly received the answer. The cockhead forced its way past the rim of the small hole and managed to burrow a bit inside the groove.
"Ohmygawd," Mom shrieked. "What are you doing?"
I didn't reply. Encouraged by my partial success, I proceeded to work the artificial cock down further. Finally, after twisting the shaft back and forth like a corkscrew, I had the entire instrument, buried down the bung hole. And Mom began to change her tune.
"Oh, Son," she cackled. "Is that your real prick or the dildo. Feels... feels kind of good," she had to admit.
I stopped fucking for just a moment, long enough to tell her the best was yet to come. "Just wait until you get the double fuck, Mom," I cried, happily. "Just wait until I start pumping the dildo up your ass, and my prick up your cunt. And at the same time," I yelled. I no longer sounded or felt like an impotent man who was over the hill. I suddenly felt young again, capable of taking on two women at the same time if necessary. I had, never felt stronger, and my own prick had never felt more rigid, more capable of sustaining the erection until the very last drop of screw serum had shot through the eye of my dick and up my mother's twat.
"Go, Son," Mom yelped. "Fuck me, lover. Show me what a beautiful mother fucker you really are. Hurry! Go! Fuck!"
Nodding silently, I started off in a determined effort to prove, my manhood once and for all. I knew that Mom had always been suspicious. She thought I was a little queer because I had never been interested in sports. Now, I'd show her how manly I really was.
With my left hand, I gripped the bare cheek of Mom's left buttock, and pried it as far apart as possible. With my right hand I threw the dildo clear up the asshole, and felt all resistance melt away. At the very same time, I thrust my hips forward, and let my sonly sex stick barge through the cuntal lips and bump against the bottom of the love pocket. At that precise moment, Mom had two pricks deeply imbedded in her body. The artificial peter was imbedded all the way inside of my mother's rear end. My own clink was similarly ensconced in motherly cunt. Then, as I slowly pulled back the dildo, I reared my hips backward, too. Dildo and cock moved, in unison, back and forth, in and out. And the object of their attentions happened to be my own mother's naked body, the two love holes that had been denied me up until now because of silly rules. Now, I was breaking every rule, and loving every moment.
I knew something was happening inside of Mom's mind and body when she reached wildly back and grabbed hold of my balls. Starting to squeeze and fondle them, she cackled in a broken voice.
"That's it, Son. Fuck me. Fuck your mother. Pump her cunt and asshole. Don't stop," she pleaded. "For crissakes, don't stop!"
I had no intention of stopping until I cracked my nuts. Aside from a few unpleasant jackoffs, I hadn't cracked my own nuts for months. Now, I felt the surge of joyous cream leap out of my testicles and caroom towards the exit like a runaway locomotive.
As the first drop of cream spurted through the eye of my dick, Mom let me know that she was exploding too. And to my delight, she didn't limit her effluent. Liquid streamed through the lips of her cunt but also from the rectal area. A thin, oily and slightly brownish fluid poured through her asshole. The stuff burned my bare skin as it hit my thighs.
Then the dam burst. My genitals vomited out gobs of cream while Mom shot so much fluid through her cunt thought she was taking a piss. The outpourings went on for a full five minutes. Then, I staggered backwards as my wet and limpid dick waggled out of Mom's cunt hole. Mother dropped onto her stomach and remained inert for the longest of times.
Despite my weakened state, I was delirious with joy. "I did it, Mom. I fucked you. I got a stiffer one and dropped it inside your cunt without any problem at all. I'm cured. Oh Mom, thanks to you, I'm cured."
Wiping off her box, my mother said, "I hope so, Son."