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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Carly Mom XV by LaurenMom (MF, inc, cons) (May 2008)
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Summary: After spending time in the morning updating Linda on the
current events in her family (which made both women excited and
resulted in a joint, solo masturbation romp), Carly went on to
the rest of her busy day. When she had attended all the meetings
and completed all the tasks on her list, she headed home, where
she met her husband Paul. He shared some information that took
Carly totally by surprise and which sent her quickly out of the
house to accomplish one more goal for the day.

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Carly Mom XV by LaurenMom (MF, inc, cons) (May 2008)

Carly left Linda's feeling exhilarated by their conversation
(which these days often turned to sex and the goings on of
Carly's wild family situation) and the subsequent masturbatory
fling the two women shared. Carly hadn't done that with another
woman in a long, long time and she found it to be a fabulously
fun escape. And while she might have been tempted to do more than
diddle herself with her friend, the busy day ahead kept her from
diving in between Linda's wide open legs.

And yet, while Carly had a great time with Linda, she also left
still feeling a great longing for her new lover (although it felt
like forever since their one time together) and son, Stephen. She
acted on her to-do-list in typical Killer Carly fashion, moving
from meeting to meeting and project to project with skill. But
all the while, she kept thinking about Stephen, how much she
missed him. And how much she wanted him back in bed.

Weeks had passed since mother and son had consummated their lust.
Carly and Paul had been reconnecting in their marriage and
Stephen and his wife Paige were doing the same. Carly reminded
herself that Paige was indeed pregnant now. And even though her
own husband Paul was the father of their daughter-in-law's baby,
she knew that as the parents of record, Stephen and Paige would
have lots to talk about.

Carly wondered if Paul and Paige had missed being together in the
last few weeks as much as she had missed being with Stephen. That
thought was on her mind when she arrived home at the end of her
hectic day. Paul's car was in the garage and she met her husband
in the kitchen. The two kissed and hugged, something they had not
done much before the crazy events of Paul's affair with Paige and
Carly's romp with Stephen had been revealed. But now Carly and
Paul had even had fairly regular sex... something else that had
not been for a long, long time.

"How was your day?" Paul asked his wife.

"Fine, fine," Carly replied, sounding exhausted. "Tiring, but
fine. I got lots done. But it was just fine. How about you?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary," Paul replied. "I led a senior
seminar, met with the students I'm mentoring and had a few other
meetings." Carly nodded her head absentmindedly. "Hey...are you
here?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Paul," Carly said with a smile. "I'm really just
kind of tired. And well... never mind." Paul looked inquisitive.

"What?" he said.

"Oh, it's nothing," Carly replied. "I really shouldn't say
anything."

"It's OK Honey," Paul said. "I mean, you don't have to tell me,
but you can if you want. After all we've been through, I don't
think we have any place for secrets anymore. Maybe a little
privacy, but no secrets. So, go ahead."

"Well, OK," Carly said. "I was just wondering, Paul...now keep in
mind, this is still kind of awkward. We haven't talked much about
this outside of the bedroom..." Paul looked patiently at Carly.
"Well, OK...I was wondering if, you miss..."

"If I miss what?" Paul asked.

"If you miss being with Paige," Carly said. "I know, like I said,
that we haven't talked about the, you know, relationship
part...just about the sex, in bed...which has been really fun by
the way. But I mean, in these last few weeks when we haven't been
able to be together with them...you know...you and Paige, me and
Stephen...I was just wondering if you miss her and being with
her. I mean, Stephen and I were just together once, but you and
Paige were together for months before this all came out. So,
that's what I was wondering. Sorry if it's too awkward." Paul
looked slightly frozen as he considered his next words.

"Uh, Carly..." Paul began. Sensing his discomfort, Carly jumped
in.

"I'm sorry, Paul!" she said. "It's too soon to ask about that.
I'm so sorry!"

"Honey," he continued, "It's not that." Now Carly looked
inquisitive. "Well, uuhh... actually, I've been with Paige."
Carly looked stunned.

"You've what?" Carly asked.

"Yea," Paul said. "I've been with her several times. I just
assumed you knew that and that you had been with Stephen as well.
I thought we just weren't talking about it. You know...privacy."
Paul surveyed the look on his wife's face. "I take it, you
haven't been with Stephen?" Carly shook her head. "And further,
I'm taking it that you want to be?"

"Shit!" Carly finally said. "Yes, I want to be! I can't believe
you've been with Paige! When?"

"Just a few times," Paul said. "She's come over a couple of times
when you were at work. And I stopped over there on my way home
from a seminar the other day. And uh...well... she was out kind
of late one night going for ice cream and she stopped by to see
me here."

"You did it with her while I was in the house?" Carly asked.

"Honey, I really didn't think you'd mind," Paul said. "This whole
idea of continuing our relationships was your idea. What's the
problem?"

"The problem is," Carly replied, "That I've wanted my son to fuck
me for two weeks and because I was respecting everybody's
boundaries and giving him and Paige time to reconnect in their
marriage, I haven't done anything about it. And now I hear that
you're fucking Paige every other day!" Paul smiled, seeing that
Carly was more frustrated than upset.

"It really hasn't been every other day," he said. Maybe, 2-3
times each week. And besides, you and I have been together during
that time."

"Yes, Paul," Carly said. "And Sweetheart, it's been great. Don't
get me wrong. It's been really great. But clearly you wanted to
be with Paige. In fact, how the hell have you been able to do it
fairly often with me and then with her too?"

"You know, the little blue pills?" Paul said, smiling again.
"Seriously Carly, I'm sorry. If I had known, I absolutely would
have encouraged you to have fun too. I really thought you knew we
were doing it and that you were with Stephen too."

"Well, I wasn't," Carly said. Without further discussion, Carly
scooped up the purse she had put down on the counter minutes
before and fished for her keys.

"Are you going out?" Paul asked. "You just got home."

"I'm afraid so, Paul," Carly said as she approached the door to
the garage. "There's one more thing I need to take care of before
the day is over."

Once in her car, Carly was immediately on her cell phone calling
Stephen. He answered and she began talking immediately. "Hi
Sweetie...yep, it's me...listen, where are you? At home? Where's
Paige? Out shopping with her friends? Any idea when she'll be
back? Well, when did she leave? Not too long ago? So she'll
probably be out for a while then. Great. Don't go anywhere."

Stephen was home alone and that was all Carly needed to know. She
immediately became a woman on a mission, driving to her son's
house in record time. Expecting something was up, Stephen was
waiting for his mother at the back door when she arrived. Carly
parked her car in the driveway around the back of the house and
met Stephen at the kitchen door. Barely allowing time to enter
the house, Carly threw her purse on the floor and grabbed Stephen
and began to kiss him passionately.

"Whoa," Stephen said when Carly allowed him to come up for
breath. "Mom, what's up? I mean, I'm really glad to see you, but
what's going on?" Carly had thrown her jacket aside and was
unbuttoning her blouse while heading for Stephen's living room.

"Did you know that your father and Paige have been together?" she
asked. "That they've been together a bunch of times in the last
two weeks?"

"Well, I guess I didn't know about a bunch of times," Stephen
replied. "But I knew they had been together." He followed his
mother into the living room. She had stopped near the couch and
was unbuttoning her jeans. She grabbed Stephen again and returned
to kissing, now running her hands up his back inside his shirt.

"Well, nobody told me!" Carly said. "I've been dying for you! If
you knew Dad was with Paige, why didn't you call me?" Carly
removed her son's shirt and kissed his chest as she unzipped his
pants.

"Mom," Stephen said, still trying to comprehend what was
happening, "When you didn't call me, I thought you were too busy
and that you needed time to think about things. I didn't want to
be too pushy."

"Think about things?" Carly said. "I've been thinking, all right.
I've been thinking about this!" Carly had dropped her son's pants
to the floor and slid her hand into his briefs, grasping his
flaccid penis. "I've been dying to have this inside me again,
Stephen. I thought we were all taking a break, so you dad and I
and you and Paige could reconnect." With that, Carly dropped to
her knees in front of Stephen. She pulled his briefs down to his
ankles and began kissing his cock while she stroked it to life.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Stephen said. "I've so wanted to be with you.
And Paige and I have reconnected. It's been good. Very good." He
paused to sharply inhale as his mother sucked his growing penis
into her mouth. "Wow, Mom...we've talked a lot about the baby and
we've been really good together. But I knew she was going off to
see Dad and like I said, I thought you knew too."

"Nope," Carly said, taking Stephen's prick out of her mouth for a
brief second, then quickly returning it to the warm wetness
between her lips. It didn't take long for Stephen to get with the
program. He felt himself growing steadily harder as his mother
slowly but firmly sucked him. He put his hands on her head and
felt her soft hair as she moved back and forth.

"Oh Mom, I've really missed you," Stephen said, feeling and
seeing that he was now fully erect. "I've thought so much about
you." Carly took the dick out of her mouth again.

"Really?" she said, looking sweetly up at him. "Oh Sweetie, I've
been thinking about nothing else but you, and your cock, and you
fucking me!" She slid her hand up and down Stephen's slippery
pole and put it in her mouth once again.
MMMmmm...mmmm...mmmmmmm...oh, Baby I've missed you so much!" This
time Carly appeared to be addressing her son's erection.

Carly arose and pulled Stephen close for another embrace and
kiss. He held her close and ran his hands over her arms and back,
quickly moving to the clasp of her bra, which he undid with one
hand. He began kissing Carly's neck and shoulders, working his
way to her breasts. Her bra fell to the floor as Stephen grasped
one, then the other, squeezing them together and kissing her
cleavage. He plunged his face between the two large, soft mounds
as his hands reached around to caress Carly's padded but firm
behind. His fingers hooked the elastic of her panties and he
gently pulled them down as he kissed his mother's nipples.

"I've missed you too, Mom," Stephen said as he dropped to his
knees. He kissed his mother's stomach as his hands roamed her now
bare butt. He pulled her close as he kissed her pelvis, then ran
his tongue down to her slit. Carly spread her legs slightly so
she could feel her son's tongue searching for her wet spot, which
he soon found. Carly had begun feeling lubricated on the ride
over in anticipation of naked, physical contact with her son.

But Carly had come to the house for one thing and she didn't want
to wait any longer for it. She backed away from Stephen toward
the couch, leading him to come along. She sat against the back of
the sofa, then immediately slid forward, spreading her legs.
Stephen got the cue and moved into the opening, pointing his
hard-on at Carly's waiting pussy. It was her turn to inhale
deeply as she felt her son's hands on her thighs, then as he
moved toward her, felt his cock graze her vulva.

"Oh, Baby," Carly cooed. "Mommy has been waiting, but not very
patiently, to have that big thing inside her again." Stephen
grasped his erection and rubbed it gently up and down his
mother's lips, pausing to slap her vulva with it. "Oh, Stephen
Baby, that feels soooooo good. Please stick that thing in me,
Baby. Please fuck Mommy."

Stephen positioned himself at the opening of his mother's pussy.
He rubbed his glans on the opening, taking advantage of how wet
she had become. He didn't want to wait to be inside her any more
than she wanted to wait to feel him, so he began sliding his
train into her tunnel without hesitation. Both mother and son let
out huge sighs as Stephen entered Carly softly, then boldly.

"I love you, Mom," Stephen said as he began sliding in and out.

"Oh, Stephen," Carly said, "I thought maybe I had dreamed that
you said that to me when we were together. Oh Baby, I love you
so, so, so much....Ohhhhhhh, slide it in me...slide that thing in
my pussy, Stephen...slide it in Mommy's pussy...mmmmmmmm."

"I meant every word I said, Mom," Stephen said. "OOoohhhhh, it
feels so good to be inside of you...to be fucking you. You're my
lover, Mom. You're my lover and I'm totally in love with you,
just like I told you. I have been for years. There's no one like
you and I can't believe I'm inside you now."

"Oh, Stephen," Carly said, near tears. "I love you so much too.
You're so special. I love you, I lust for you, I love having you
like this and you having me, my lover. You fuck so goooood!"
Carly slid her hips back and forth, matching Stephen's firm
thrusts into her wet vagina. "Ohhhh, Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck
Meeeee...." Stephen thrust harder as his mother's tone
intensified. He took her hand and placed it on her clit,
encouraging her to rub herself while he made love to her. Carly
put her hand to his mouth and borrowed some saliva on her hand,
then put the hand back onto her aching clit. She felt a great
rush of pleasure as she pulled back the hood of her clitoris and
began rubbing the button that brought her total ecstasy.

"I want to see you touch your beautiful pussy, Mom," Stephen
said. Rub that beautiful clit while I fuck you." He thrust
himself ever forward and back, moving his bick dick slightly to
the left and to the right, up and down, offering Carly as much
stimulation as she could handle. "I want to turn you over, OK,
Mom? I wanna fuck you from behind."

"Stephen, I'd suck your cock in the middle of the front lawn
right now if that's what you wanted." She waited for him to
disengage before turning herself over and placing her knees on
the couch, offering her backside fully to him.

"Well, we can probably skip the front lawn, at least for now,"
Stephen replied. "Maybe some other time." Mother and son chuckled
as Stephen got to his knees facing his mother's beautiful ass. He
pressed his face against her soft firm cheeks and ran his hands
over her back, hips and thighs. He then began kissing her butt,
something Carly loved. This brought moans of extreme pleasure
which were matched only by the more intense moans which came as
Stephen got closer to his mother's crack.

"Oh, fuck, Stephen," Carly exclaimed. "What are you doing? Oh,
fuck that feels soooooo good. Ohhhhh, oohhhhhhhhhh FUCK
YESsssss!!!" Stephen had began kissing up and down Carly's butt
crack. As he passed her two holes, he quickly allowed his tongue
to dart out and tease his mother's most sensitive spots. This
brought even more intense moans. He ran his tongue over her vulva
and slid it briefly inside her pussy. But nothing elicited more
pleasure than when he landed his licks squarely on his mother's
puckered asshole. "OOOOHHHHHhhh  FFFFUUUUCCCKKK! Oh,
Stephen...Oh, Stephen...Oh, Stephen...Oh Fuuucccccckkkkk! Oh,
lick me there Baby...lick Mommy's butt...oh, I love that so much,
oh fuuuuccckkkkkk mmmmeeee..."

Stephen knew he had brought her mother close to climax but he
wanted to finish her with his cock inside. He stood up and
positioned his erection once again at her wet and waiting hole.
Stephen loved the way it felt to enter a woman from behind,
especially when she was elevated as his mother was, on the couch.
And Carly loved to be entered that way as well. As her son slid
his cock easily into her pussy, Carly could feel him putting
extra pressure on the front wall of her vagina and on each down
stroke, hitting what she was convinced was her g-spot. Many said
the g-spot was a myth, but given the right circumstances, Carly
loved to testify to the existence of the little knob hidden deep
inside her which brought her extreme pleasure. She returned to
rubbing her clit as Stephen entered her, harder and harder,
grasping her butt and pulling her toward him.

"Oh, Mommy I love to fuck you," Stephen exclaimed. "I want you to
cum for me, Mommy. Rub your clit while I fuck your pussy, OK?" He
continued ramming his dick harder into his mother's wet hole,
feeling the impact as his hard- on hit home, hearing himself
slapping against her beautiful ass.

"Oh, make me cum, Baby," Carly replied. "Fuck me harder, Baby.
Fuck your mommy harder. Oh yes, Stephen, give it to me hard,
Baby. Make me cum, make me cum, make me cum, make me
cummmmmmmm..." Carly rubbed furiously on her clitoris as her son
pounded her pussy with his hard prick. "Oh, I'm gonna cum,
Baby...I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, Stephen...oh yessss, ohhhhh,
yesssss, right there... right there in Mommy's pussy...ohhhhhhh,
ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... oooohhhhhh,
Stephennnnnnnn, yessssssssss....."

"Oh, Mom, I love you," Stephen panted. "I love to be with you, I
love to be inside you, I love to fuck you...Oh, Moooommmmmm, oh
yea, yea, I'm gonna cum inside you... OOoohhhhhh, yes, fuck,
fuck, yes, oh Mom, Mom, OOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Stephen held tightly to his mother's hips as he pressed his cock
as firmly and deeply into her as he possibly could. Carly felt
strong pulsing as her son unloaded every bit of semen he had into
her pussy. He then held her in place as they both panted
together, waiting to catch their breath. Finally when their
orgasms had passed, Stephen pulled out of his mother and both
heard the distinctive sucking sound of his big dick leaving her
fairly tight, very wet hole.

Carly turned herself around and sat on the leather couch. Stephen
joined her and took her into his arms for a loving embrace. They
held one another for a minute, then began showering each other's
face with kisses. Then they embraced more. When they had both
calmed down, Carly moved back a bit and looked directly at her
son.

"OK, now listen," Carly said. "Unless somebody's in the hospital
dying from a terrible disease, I don't want more than three days
to pass without you doing that to me again. Understand?" Stephen
clearly recognized his mother's humor, yet also realized that she
was giving a clear message that she did not want to be physically
distant from him for long periods again.

"Aye-aye, Sir," Stephen said, offering a mock salute. "I'm not
sure how we'll accomplish it. But I absolutely want the same
thing. I don't want three days to go by without having the chance
to be a real mother fucker."

The two laughed together before embracing and kissing some more.

To Be Continued...

laurenmom@writeme.com 

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