"My Goodness!" she exclaimed, in surprise, "tights and all, you don't look quite comfortable, but you'll do;" as her eyes must have caught sight of my state of erection. "See what your Mamma will think of you," with a curious look on her face.
"Kiss me then, Patty," I said giving her a hug and pressing my lips to hers, which she freely returned. "Now, go along and don't be rude, Mary must have taught you something."
"Could you teach me anything, Patty, will you give me a lesson some day?" I said, looking full in her eyes; "I think you can."
Blushing crimson, the girl got away from me, and ran into one of the rooms; perhaps she expected to be followed, but I had other games in view, relegating the pretty Patty to some future opportunity.
Entering Mamma's bed room as quietly as possible, I again contemplated that divine bust till my Prick was rampantly stiff, the compression of the net-work tights seeming only to increase the lascivious desire which inflamed it more and more every moment. I was hot all over, and my trepidation was so great, my knees knocked together; a shiver passed through my frame.
Dare I kiss them? How awful should I be repulsed. Desperation gave me courage.
"My beautiful Mamma, do let me kiss your lovely titties?" was all I could say almost in a whisper as my voice quite failed, so great was my agitation. First laying my burning cheek by the side of her heaving bosom, I took a nipple between my lips, but had hardly done so, when:
"My darling boy, are you kissing your Mother's bosom? I was just dreaming of my Percy. How nice of you to awake me like that;" but seeing my get up, she started in surprise: "What have you got on? my things, oh, you funny boy!" drawing my face to hers, and giving me such kisses as I had never had from her before; they were like flames, making my blood boil in a moment.
"Now, let me see how you have dressed your self, Percy," opening the muslin robe. "Ah, chemise too, none of your own things." Playfully lifting it up, you should have seen her eyes start as she caught sight of my lower parts encased in her own open-net, blue tights; seeing how Mr. John Thomas was excited, and seemed fit to break out at the instant.
"They are not big enough, they irritate you, Percy let me get them off," she said, raising herself and as the bed-clothes fell back giving me a sight of her golden-haired mount for a moment quickly as she pushed her chemise over it. It was perfectly maddening, but I had to act the innocent, and know nothing. "Come on the bed, then I can pull them off, you silly boy, why did you put them on?" So I mounted on the bed by her side, and she assisted me to remove the tights, lingering, as I thought, unnecessarily long in doing so.
"Now, I can cuddle my boy. I haven't had you to myself for ever so long, and how that thing of yours has grown! That net-work chafed you, my dear, or it would never get like that."
Saying which, she made me lay by her side, clasping me tightly to her bosom, which heaved tumultuously. "Poor thing, how hard and swollen it is," she said, putting her hand on my affair. "Let me soothe it; there-there-there, it will be all right soon," but I could feel her heart beating furiously, whilst her beautiful face was aflame, and those deep blue eyes seemed to dart sparks of love as she regarded me.
Imperceptibly I was drawn between her legs, and my tool throbbed against her belly. "There is only one away, Percy, to cure that stiff thing of yours; let me put it somewhere for you, my dear;" I was passive in her hands, and she presently placed the head of my Prick just inside her moist warm Cunt, for she had been spending in anticipation, the effect was electric as far she was concerned, her bottom gave one big upward heave, and I felt myself at last buried to the hilt inside my own Mother. "Mamma Mamma, where have you put it? It feels so warm and nice."
"Oh, my own boy, my Percy, I must have you; push it all into me, dear.
I must teach you; you will find it delicious to be cuddled in that way;
Ah, my love, my own boy, let me feel your soul flow into mine; let me make you feel what real love is like."
"Mamma, Mamma darling, how nice! What are we doing to each other?"
"Making love, Percy dear, don't you like it?" as she pressed me closer and tighter in her arms every moment, whilst her hot swimming Cunt sucked me in ravenously at each thrust I gave.
"Making love is nice; may I often do it to you, Mamma?"
"Yes, my lovely boy, only never let a soul know it; it is thought so improper, but now Percy, now push it all in-faster faster; I give you my very life. Oh-Oh-I'm coming; can't you feel my warm flow?"
"Yes-yes, what is going to happen, Mother-Mamma I shall burst.-Ah-there it is-Oh," as I had played my part to the end, and was fairly exhausted by the spend and the intensity of my emotions.
Her arms held me tightly to her bosom, as she panted after her excessive lubricity, keeping me still on the top of her, whilst the contractions of her vagina treated my Prick to the most exquisite compressions. I put one hand down to feel where I was, and ran my fingers all round the lips of her salacious Cunt, putting them up inside as far as they would reach. "Let your hand play with me, and move yourself on me at the same time; let me teach you how to please your Mother, who loves you so; do you know Percy, I have given you my very life, my honour, — fancy a boy like you putting horns on the head of his Father!"
"Mamma, dear, what do you mean, you talk so funny, how can I make horns for Papa?"
"By what you are doing my love, by perhaps making me a baby; you will understand some day."
"And would a baby be a brother, just like me?"
"Yes love, a brother or a sister-but Percy never a word to any one, as you love me; this is so naughty, so wicked to do."
"Naughty, wicked, how can it be so to play with my Mamma!"
"Fathers or Mothers must not have their children like this, nor even Brothers their Sisters; it is through awful called 'Incest' in fact.
The Clergyman would say we were cursed-but that is all nonsense. We know better; it's their business to call everybody sinners."
My Prick was now going great guns once more, swelling and poking her to perfection.
"How long I have waited for this! Do you know what you are doing to me, Percy."
"No, Mamma, what do you call it, and what is the name of the beautiful place you put me in?"
"It's 'Fucking', that is the word for it, and you are in my Cunt, dear."
"Then I'm Fucking my own Mother, and my affair in pushing into her Cunt; it is nice, Mamma."
"Yes, Heavenly, and call your affair your Prick; you have a grand Prick for your age, my boy. Fuck me, shove it up as far as it will go at every stroke you give. You can't hurt my Cunt; it will take your hardest poking, the more vigorous you are, the greater the pleasure; then when we come together, it is the greatest possible bliss. Love your Mother, I have given all to possess my boy."
"What a glorious Mamma, and how I love her; you make me feel a very part of yourself."
She heaved in response to every dig, faster, more furiously Fucking every moment, till we both spent at the same instant, and my Prick revelled in a very ocean of sperm, and we lay faint and spun out by our exertions. "Let me look, Mother dear, I want to see where I am," I presently said, throwing off the sheet which covered us, and then for the first time had a realistic view of her belly and swelling mount, covered with a luxuriant growth of reddish-golden hair; my fingers instantly sought to part the curls which encircled my Prick, and drawing out a little I could see the clinging vermilion lips of the maternal vagina, which held on to my shaft, as if loth to part with its prize. For a moment or two I continued the slow in and out motion to see how it acted, but that was all she would permit, assuring me further exertion just then would be too much for me. — "Percy, I must mind you don't injure your health, so you must rest a little, then perhaps tomorrow, my love."