I love my mother - part 3 SeXStoRY

In fairness to those who have followed my story, related on June 11 and 16, I feel I should fill in details for the years between my mother's marriage and emigration and her return to England following the death of my stepfather. First let me say that I'm just an ordinary guy. I've no film start looks and I've always been amazed at the number of women who have signalled that they found me sexually attractive. It must be in the genes. When I tracked my father down in later years (he left mom just after I was born) I found that he had 17 c***dren by eight different women only two of whom he had married. First, to backtrack a bit, when I did not spend my leave at home with mom I visited my girlfriend Maria who lived with her elder s****r Mary and her brood of 7 k**s. The Norfolk RAF base where I was stationed was located in a remote rural area with poor transport links. Our squadron leader operated a system where half of us would get a four-day pass on alternate weeks. If there was a busy flying schedule non of us would get a weekend off. It was during a busy period that a letter arrived from Mary. In it she said how much she enjoyed my visits and that she had missed me the past couple of weeks. The letter also contained the phrase 'I could sacrifice half my love for you.' Next weekend off I made my usual trip, arriving at Mary's mid-morning on the Friday. Her husband Tom was at work and so was my girlfriend. The c***dren were at school and nursery. The baby was asl**p in her cot. While I ate a breakfast Mary had cooked for me she sat at the table sippinga coffee. When I had finished eating I looked across at her and asked for a fuller explanation of her letter. 'When you are here I feel very happy', she explained. 'I get this lovely warm feeling. I feel a great ache for you between my legs.' What could a guy do. I stood and moved to where she sat. I bent down and kissed her. Her lips stuck to mine like a magnet as I massaged an ample breast through the fabric of her dress. I could feel her nipple getting hard. Taking her hand I pulled her to her feet and, kissing her again, I raised the hem of her dress and slipped my fingers under the gusset of her panties. Pushing my fingers into her slit I found a wet, warm and silkly hole that was eager for penetration. She moved away and quickly removed her panties. She then pulled her dress up above her waist, sat on the arm of the chair. She lay back, spreading her legs wide, placing one leg on the side table and one on the other arm of the chair. As I slipped out of my trousers I took in the glories sight of her hairy bush between her plump legs. My cock was standing to attention as if on parade at AOC's inspection. I moved forward, my cock in my hand, and began to rub my nob up and down her hot slit. She began to moan and unbutton the front of her dress. She then slipped one of her large breasts from her bra and squeezed the nipple. I couldn't wait any longer and I eagerly slipped my hard shaft into that inviting hole. Moving slowly in and out I savoured the feel of my deep peneration into a pussy that was amazingly tight for one that had allowed teh passage of seven c***dren. As I began to move my cock faster and harder I discovered that Mary was a screamer. 'Oh my god,' she cried. 'Fuck me, fuck me. Give it to me hard. I want to feel your cock inside me all the way up to the back of my throat. Fill me with your lovely cum.' At first I was a bit uncertain about the noises she was making. Realising that the neighbouring houses were sufficiently far away for her not to be heard I continued my pumping operation with renewed vigour. 'I'm cumming, I'm cumming she screamed," as she began to bear down to meet my cock thrusting into her. She began to make mewling noises, her nipples stood out bigger than ever and her body convulsed as she orgasmed. "'Fill me, fill me,' she demanded as my cum gushed inside her. I fell forward onto her and we lay there recovered as she gently moved her fingers through my hair. After one felt like an age she pushed my away from her and when we stood she took my hand. Leading me to the stairs she said:"We'll do the next one in more comfort and with a lot more style." She led me to the bedroom where we both stripped off the remainder of our clothes and lay on the bed where we eagerly explored each others bodies. Taking my cock in her hand she moved down my body and began to suck it like a baby with a teat. Her warm mouth felt wonderful as my nob seemed to be reaching right into the back of her throat. I came once more as she greedily swallowed my semen. Kneeling on the bed with her head on the pillow and buttocks in the air she told me she really liked to be penetrated doggy style. Positioning myself behind her I rubbed her broad back with one hand and fingered her clit with the other. She began to rock backwards and forwards. By this time I was rock hard and ready. Mary did all the work moving herself up and down my erect shaft. Her shouted entreaties were realy getting me worked up and it felt like my cock was about to burst. 'I'm ready now," she called out. "Fill my belly with your best cream" I did. After that we fucked another couple of times before we had to desist before the k**s came home. During my weekends at Mary's house I used to sl**p on the sofa while the rest of the f****y were upstairs. Mary and Tom's eldest daughter Marie was 15 and I had detected a coyness about her attitude around me. One evening, after a f****y, Marie and I, were washing the dishes, when I decided to test the water. I came behind her and reached round to sqeeze her breasts, she froze for a moment and then continued with the chore. I turned her to face me and kissed her. She stuck her tongue into my mouth and we ate each other for a few minutes. Test completed I pulled away. I wasn't going to risk jailbait. This would keep as Marie's 16th birthday was only a few months away. My approach to women was never to have to work hard for sex. If it looked like they needed a lot of difficult wooing I let it go. Only once did I f***e the issue (more about that later). .