Some guys are obsessed with tits.
Some guys are obsessed with legs.
Some guys are obsessed with pussies.
And since it’s 2017, many guys are obsessed with cock.
Me… I love all of it… including eyes, lips and hair (but not cock).
Until this summer, I’d never had sex, so the only pussies I’d ever seen were on the internet and truth be told, they were a bit of an enigma to me: both how they work and, to me, their lack of visual appeal. I wasn’t sure how any guy could say he loves the look of a vagina. The feel of one perhaps, but I was in no position to judge.
Me, I love legs… especially legs in nylons. Partly because my Mom always wears them, partly because Mrs. Walker, my favourite teacher, always wears them, and partly because the cheerleaders always wear them.
But my biggest obsession, even more than legs, what instantly gets me hard, is a nice plump ass.
I don’t love all asses either.
Prime ass needs to be plump.
I need to be able to grab both cheeks and get two handfuls of ass… in theory… since I’ve never actually grabbed an ass.
I don’t want any anorexic ass.
I like a girl with some meat on her bones… which usually means she’s considered chubby by today’s sexist superficial standards… although today Marilyn Monroe or Jayne Mansfield would be considered overweight.
So although my mother had never gotten rid of her baby weight from having four kids and getting Hashimoto disease, she was still very pretty with crystal blue eyes and a sweet smile.
To me she was beautiful.
Full figured with huge tits too… which I wished I could nurse on again.
She also had nice legs that she usually showcased in sheer hosiery, heels and skirts; she was a secretary at a law office and always dressed professionally.
Although I loved seeing her legs in hosiery, her breasts in flattering blouses, and her facial beauty, it was the sight of her plump ass, always showcased in slightly tight skirts, that really got my cock ready to burst.
I tell you all this because when I was eighteen and at the lake with my mother for two days by ourselves before my three older brothers arrived, I achieved the unimaginable goal of losing my virginity to my mother and fucking her ass.
Here is the story….
The only time Mom could get a week at the lake on the 150th anniversary year of Canada was the third week of August.
Unfortunately, or so it seemed at the time, all three of my brothers would be returning from a two week trip to Amsterdam that in their opinion I was too young to go on.
It likely was because of the fact that although all three of them are big, burly football players all playing college ball, I was the skinny, underdeveloped nerd and would likely hinder their style… since, of course, the age limits in Amsterdam are only guidelines.
Anyway, although I was originally pissed, it did open the door to some alone time with Mom… this being the first summer since Dad had left with his younger (and to my mind far too skinny) secretary three months ago.
The first day at the lake, Mom was lying on the beach reading a book, wearing a surprisingly skimpy bikini which had been keeping me hard all day, when she asked, “Cameron, I hate to ask you to do this, but can you put some suntan lotion on my back and legs for me?”
My already hard cock agreed instantly to the request, which would place my hands intimately close to her plump ass, and my eyes in a location where they could stare to their heart’s content without her noticing.
Of course like every horny son who fantasizes about fucking his mother I agreed with my cock’s decision, unable not to stare at her voluptuous breasts barely restrained by her bikini top, “Sure, Mom. Anything for you.”
She looked up at me, pausing briefly as she noticed the tent in my trunks, as her eyes went big and her cheeks instantly flushed to an attractive pink, “That’s so sweet.”
She rolled over and lay on her front, her plump ass in a tight blue bikini bottom now staring back at my appreciative eyes.
My cock flinched eagerly in my trunks.
My hands trembled as I reached for the lotion.
My mouth watered as I stared at her plump ass: it just seemed made for fucking.
Now before I continue I should highlight a few things:
1. I knew my Mom liked taking it in the ass. My bedroom was right below my parents’, and I’d often overheard them having sex when they were still married. I would hear Mom beg, “Pound my asshole,” or “Slam that big dick in my ass,” or “Yes, fill my ass with cum!”
2. I knew she was submissive. I mean it was obvious in her willingness to look after four sons while Dad did very little… but it was also apparent when Dad would tell her things like:
-“Take it all, you little slut.”
-“Suck my dick that was just in your fat ass.”
-“Swallow my load.”
-“Rub my cum all over your face before you go downstairs to make dinner.”
And, “Beg me to fuck your asshole,” he would order.
Mom would respond with desperation in her voice, “Oh, please shove that big cock up my asshole.”
3. Although Mom was prim and proper as a mother, in the bedroom her true nature and nasty tongue were awakened:
-“Oh yes, come all over my face.”
-“Oh shit, I’m going to come from having your cock slamming my shit hole.”
-“Fuck your slut.”
-“Yes, I’m a dirty cum bucket Mommy whore,” she declared once, which baffled me, but still made me shoot my wad all over myself.
4. One day while she was at work I snooped in her bedroom and discovered she had an abundance of sex toys including vibrators, handcuffs and anal toys.
5. I knew she was going through cock withdrawal as she hadn’t been with anyone since Dad’s betrayal. Once I even overheard Mom complaining on the phone to someone that she felt her pussy had shriveled up like a prune.
Probably more of a backdrop than you really needed, but I’m just trying to point out all I knew, and why I was feeling just a glimmer of hope about this trip.
Anyway, I knelt down next to her, squirted some lotion into my hands, happy I wasn’t squirting anything in my trunks, and began to massage it onto Mom’s back.
After a minute or so, Mom surprised me twice.
1. She asked, “Honey, I need you to really rub the lotion into my skin. Can you do what your father used to do and straddle me so you can put some muscle into it?”
I stammered, my cock again twitching in its restrictive trunks, “S-s-sure Mom.”
“Good boy,” she said, as I tentatively straddled Mom so I was actually sitting over her legs, my cock almost poking against her butt.
“Anything for you, Mom,” I repeated, trying to hint just how much I wanted to fuck her.
“Be careful what you say, dear,” Mom said, her tone playful. “I may take you up on that offer.”