Each Day of the Week

She smelled of fresh body spray and cream, meaning she'd already had her bath.

"Good morning." I replied, and leaning forward kissed her lightly on the lips. The tip of her wet tongue quickly darted against my lips, surprising me, and before I could open my mouth to reciprocate she stepped back out of reach. I looked into her eyes and it was at that precise moment I knew that I was 'in like flint' as the old saying goes; she was mine to have. And oh, how I wanted her; how I wanted to drive my cock into my sweet mom.

"We both overslept, you'd better hurry." She twirled around and briskly walked away. I followed her with the sole aim of looking up her ass as she climbed the stairs.

"And in case you're wondering, I am wearing Friday."

She bounded up the stairs like a sprightly filly and I marveled at the sight of thick thighs, bouncing backside and the handful of prime pussy snuggled between. That sight stayed with me for the rest of the day, pleasantly haunting.

We had an early dinner that evening, chatting lightly and relaying funny tit bits from our respective offices. Immediately after, I went to the bathroom and took a long shower. I was tempted to jerk off, still thinking of the sight of her going up the stairs that morning, but I resisted, wanting to have a full load of sperm to blast against my mom's womb if things went the way I was hoping. Shortly after, Maggie got up and announced she was going upstairs to freshen up before bed. She pinched my cheek as she passed by me and I slapped her ass playfully. I just knew I was going to fuck her before the night was through; I could feel it.

Less than an hour later, Maggie came back down looking damn sexy in the short black silk wrap from her birthday package. It was knotted loosely around her waist and I could see creamy flesh from her neck down to her navel and a good deal of thigh as she passed in front of me headed for the kitchen. She returned with a bottle of malt from which she took a long drag and then licked the top of the bottle neck. She was bending over to place the bottle on the table when I said:

"Do I have to ask what day it is?" I asked, smiling wickedly. She released the bottle and straightened up.

"Not really, dear, I was just about to inform you."

Turning around and looking steadily at me, her hands went to her waist. She slowly undid the strings and gripping the two sides of the robe pulled them apart. My cock instantly sprang alive as I looked wide eyed at the thick juicy body of my mom covered from just below waist to fat crotch in white cotton basic underwear. It was tight, probably a size too small, so it sunk into her flesh and created the nicest looking covered vaginal mound I'd ever looked at. I could see a clear sunken line between her pussy lips. I would never have believed that I could be so turned on by the sight of a woman in that kind of underwear. My cock had found its way through the opening at the front of my boxer and stood tall to salute the magnificent woman in front of me. She let the robe drop to the floor and I stared hungrily at the long stiff nipples on the tiny breasts that had years ago been my main source of nutrition. How I wanted to feed off them again. She stepped forward to stand about two feet in front of me. She hooked her thumbs in the waist of her panties. I stood up and her eyes levelled on my rampant man tool surging wildly through the fly of my boxer.

"I know you don't like this type of ladies underwear, so I am going to take them off."

Without taking her eyes off my bouncing dick she was out of the panties in a flash, like she was in some kind of undressing race. I noticed that the untamed bush I'd spied between her thighs a few weeks ago was now neatly trimmed above and around her smooth shaved pussy, no doubt to prevent any spillage from out the sides of the thongs. An engorged and sizable clit greeted my eyes. I reached out and groped between her thighs. She spread her legs wide to allow me better access as I cupped her hot flesh hard, causing her to let out a loud aaahhhh. I bent my head and a mouthful of soft breast disappeared. I sucked on it and roughly rolled the hard nipple between tongue and teeth. She made a sound that indicated pain, but instead of pulling away she grabbed my head and forced it harder against her chest. Her hand reached out and grabbed my tool, squeezing it hard as she shifted it from side to side like a gear stick and even tried to bend it. I let an eager middle finger plunge into her hot wet tunnel and she retaliated by pushing against it sending it all the way into her as she started a hard grind.

But suddenly she gave an anguished howl and pulled her hand away from my cock, pushed my head away from her breast and grabbing my hand wrenched it away from her dripping pussy.

"No, we must stop this, this is so wrong." She said, stepping away from me. But I grabbed her and pulled her close to me, grabbing her big butt cheeks in both hands and sinking my spread out fingers into the inner walls as I pulled the mounds apart.

"No Mike, please, I can't, we mustn't."

I took hold of my cock and guided it between her thighs, feeling it slip along the wet vulva lips. But she wrestled free and shouted, almost angrily:

"Mike stop, I don't want this!"

Those words and the tone got to me and I stepped back. She sank into the chair weeping. I looked at her shaking frame and for a moment I felt some remorse and the thought of abandoning my quest to fuck Maggie entered my head, but only briefly, for even as I watched her crying, my cock that had deflated a bit suddenly found new life and urged me to go for it. I decide to do so, but in a different way, for out of the blue an idea came to my rescue and I started to play it out.

I brought my hands up to cover my face and pretended I was sobbing into them.

"I'm sorry mom, I'm so sorry, please forgive me. Please say you forgive me."

"I forgive you baby. Everything is going to be all right, we can get through this together, don't you worry."

"No mom everything could never be alright after this horrible thing I just did."

"No baby, we'll get over it, and it's not all your fault, I'm to blame too, maybe even more than you. It was just a little mistake we both made because of circumstances we found ourselves in, sometimes feelings creep up on us and situations direct our actions. But it will be all right, I promise you.

"Mom it will not be alright and this is not a little mistake it is a huge mistake. Oh, I feel so bad about this I feel like killing myself."

"No baby no, don't you say that Mike, don't you even think about it. I tell you it was not your fault at all it was all mine, I should not have given in to the longing I saw in your eyes or the longings and passion I feel for you, I am the guilty one I should have controlled myself. I don't blame you; you are young and hot blooded.

"No mom, I am the one to blame I baited you. What kind of man tries to fuck his own mother? Not because you are so beautiful and so fucking sexy I have to fuck you. I was so wrong. I treated you like a whore, you don't deserve that. Oh I really feel like dying or just falling through the floor and disappear."

"Mike, please stop all that talk of wanting to die, you're scaring me. And I don't want you to disappear either; I want you here with me. I love you so much baby, I would do anything at all to please you or make you happy."

"I love you too mom and would also do anything it takes to please you or make you happy, but I feel so bad about this. Look, even as I talk to you my cock is still trying to get to you, I'm a dirty son of a bitch I don't deserve you." I stepped forward, bringing my cock almost to her face. She stared at the massive erection and I could see the torment on her face as lust battled with decency; I could see the desire in her eyes as she licked her lips and wrenched her eyes away.

"Mike, come sit with me let's talk it away or better yet just drop it and watch a movie. Everything will be alright baby, you'll see. After a good night's sleep we will both wake up tomorrow and find that all's well between us, mother and son, just like yesterday."

"Just like yesterday mom? Yesterday I wanted to fuck you, like I did today like I do now even though I'm burning up with shame; can't you see, I can't just wish this away" I looked down at my cock that I was deliberately bouncing. Her eyes followed mine to the stubborn horny member.

I turned around and started to walk away.

"Mike baby, come to me please."

"I'm sorry mom but I can't trust myself near you now, or maybe ever. I might just have to move out and go live by myself. I'm going up to my room."

I heard her painful sobbing as I walked away, hoping that I had managed to pull it off. I went to my room and leaving the door wide open lay on the bed without getting dressed, knowing that even if she didn't come now she would have to pass my room to get to hers and just maybe the sight of me would be enough to lure her in. I turned over on my belly to hide my erection and waited, my face turned away from the door.

Less than ten minutes later I heard the sound of the door being closed and knew that I had won. I heard the slight creaking of a floor board as she softly came to the bed. I could feel her standing over me looking down at my naked body and at the same time felt my cock trying to raise me up. Then I heard her soft voice.

"Mike."

Without turning over I moved my head and looked at her; she was still naked. She sat on the bed next to me and put her hand on my cheek. I turned over and my dick shot upwards. She jumped slightly at the sight of it, but eyed it hungrily.

"A little while ago you said that you'd do anything to please me, does that still hold true baby?" her voice was a little shaky.

"Yes Maggie, I'm here for you, whatever your wishes."

"Please me Mike, and let me please you. Treat me like a whore again."

I reached out a hand and gently took a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I twirled it around and felt it stiffen. I started raising my other hand but, but before It could reach its intended destination I heard her give a little cry and quickly leaned forward and in a flash my cock was deep in her mouth touching her palate. She just left it there, gagging and choking and breathing hard, drenching it with saliva as her hand gripped my balls so tight they hurt. She was shaking her head from side to side as she made gurgling sounds. After about two minutes she came up for air. I could see saliva running down her chin and along her neck. Her eyes were red and water rolled from them onto her chubby cheeks. She threw herself on top of me and laid still for about thirty seconds breathing hard, her weight pressing down my cock onto my lower belly. I grabbed handfuls of butt cheeks, massaging them firmly. She rolled over on her back, and reaching out her hand grabbed my cock and pumped it furiously.

"Put this in me son, right now, I can't wait another minute. Please fuck mommy."

I rolled between her legs and got on my knees positioning myself for penetration. She raised her legs, spreading them wide as she bent her knees. Her eager hands guided the head of my cock to her wet lips, pressing it into the waiting crack. I slammed into her tight tunnel making her howl. I pulled back almost all the way out and slammed into her again. She grunted and I repeated the movements about half a dozen times before she started to fight back with her pussy, slamming it up to meet my thrusts, grunting all the while. We fought like that for about five minutes until she roughly pushed me over on to my back and got on top of me starting the sweetest grinding, jerking ride I'd ever experienced. As she gripped my shoulders, I just lay there and let her do her thing, only rising up on my elbows after a few minutes to take a stiff nipple into my mouth. Her thick thighs gripped my sides as she rode my cock. I wet a finger in my mouth and brought it around to her butt hole pressing it against the entrance; her wild riding causing it to slip slightly in and out. I rammed the finger all the way in. This seemed to excite her more and she increased the speed of her ride.

"I like being your whore baby, thank you." She bent over and whispered in my ear.

"I love my mommy's pussy thank you" I replied.

I flipped her over and she lay on her back, legs stretched out flat on the bed and spread wide. She remained still as I slammed into her.

"Pound me my big baby; fuck me as hard as you can. I will take whatever you give. Mommy likes it rough."

I continued to slam into her wet but tight pussy, urged on by her continued grunting and moaning. Nothing I'd ever know before felt as good as my cock sliding inside my mommy's cunt and my groin grinding against the swollen vulva lips. She opened her eyes wide and looked into mine, joining our souls. As she stared at me I drew back almost all the way out and slammed into her extra hard. She told me to do it again and I did, letting my cock drill her like that for about twenty seconds.

"Spit on your whore mommy." I didn't oblige because I wasn't sure I'd heard right, but she repeated it.

"Spit in my face."

I spat on her face twice, and felt her begin to buck wildly under me.

"Now slap me, hard." I slapped her face one two three times as she pressed her hands down on the bed raising her hips off it, elevated as I slammed into her. I gave her an extra hard slap and immediately I felt her body stiffen, then begin to tremble, and then jerk as her orgasm owned her body. Without pulling out I raised one of her legs over my head and flipped her onto her belly. I spread her plump cheeks and continued to pound her still twitching pussy. I soon felt the volcano boiling deep inside of me; she pushed up to accept my lava and I erupted, jerking madly against her thick rear, watching it jiggle like jello. As I drained into her I felt her walls contracting against my cock, milking it sweetly. She gives a little wiggle and a sexy contented laugh as I fell forward on her sweaty body. I lay on my mother's back totally satisfied and swooning with pleasure, and I praised the day I bought her those sexy undies.