A Potential Lesbian Loves Cock Fucking (Part 1)
by lovemom4ever
I am Shirley and I am thirty-six. I maintained my body weight all through my adult life, that is, from the age of twenty until now. I am plain looking but I have a devilishly sexy body. I am five feet seven and weighs 60 kilos, more or less. I kept my boobs, my butt, my waist, my thighs taut, and in good proportions. I love sports too much. My friends said I behaved a little bit masculine. I have a strong libido and as such I was always aggressive and adventurous in sexual matters. James, my husband looked gorgeous and a little bit feminine. I played the lead in bed both before and after marriage. I kept our sexual life going well all these years. I had tried out various fetishes and kinky sex with him to know what I needed to do to get him to fuck me. I realised that he was a potential homosexual and I suspected that I might be at least a little bit lesbianish to love having sex with such a feminine looking man. Maybe I actually got my lesbian sexual urges satisfied through having sex with James. What an unusual combination, a potential lesbian matched up successfully with a potential gay man? But this insight might be more than just my unverifiable theory. I got a confirmation of this unusual sexual proclivity from a comedienne, a certain Miss. Morgan. She said that her first lesbian-like sex was actually with an Asian guy who looked and felt like a pretty girl – a hairless, smooth body and a feminine looking face. But according to Miss. Morgan, unlike potential homo, this Asian guy was a great alpha male fucker. Now back to homo James. Alas, even with my scheming and efforts I could not prevent the inevitable from happening. After fifteen years of marriage I lost my James, not to another woman but to a man. James finally found his homosexual destiny but not before giving me a son and a daughter, Doug and Serena. They had inherited their father’s gorgeous looks.
I have to find another James, a feminine, gorgeous looking young white man. It was not easy. Even when I did find and seduce one he often turned out to have low libido, a lousy fucker and a one time thing. My problem was that I loved to be fucked by a cock and I have no interest in eating pussies. But at first I did try to seduce Doug when he finally came of age. I exposed my sexy body to him any way and anytime I could. I left the bathroom door open when taking my bath. I purposefully left my computer on with porns of young guys fucking the hell out of MILF. I even tried to get him to talk sex to me. Such as: “You must carry condoms with you all the time just in case a chance for sex might be around”; “You know something? Too much masturbation can get a guy insensitive and unresponsive to real women.”; “Having sex with young guys can add years to a women’s life”, etc. All to no avail. I could not even get a hard-on from him. Is he even more homo than his dad?
I finally figured out that the solution to my sexual problem is some Asian fuckers. I was constantly on the look out for a feminine looking Asian alpha male fucker. I am in Vancouver, Canada, and there are so many Asians here. So it is quite possible that I would find one. To a white woman like me many Asian men looked feminine with their round faces, small mouths, small eyes and fair complexion. I figured this out. With Asian men the feminine look is a racial characteristic and not a homosexual “trade mark”, which is the case with many such white men.
One day one such speciment turned up at my clinic. As he was the last patient in the waiting room and it was one hour before the closing time, I told the staff to call it a day so I could be alone with him in the clinic. He was taller and bigger than the average Asian guy and has bigger eyes.
“So, Mr. Song. What seems to be the problem?”
“Lately, I have some difficulty emptying my bladder.”
“Right. Take off your pants, etc, and lie on the bed for me, please.”
I inserted one finger into his anus and started massaging his prostate gland with my right hand while playing his cock with my left. Well. I’ll say probably a little over five inches long and four inches around. I put his very hard cock into my mouth and started sucking.
“So. The rumour is true then. Asian men do have small cocks.”
“Madam. You will be sore for saying this.”
“You mean ‘sorry’, don’t you?”
He jumped up, grabbed me by my shoulders and meshed his mouth onto mine. After a few minutes of furious kissing, tongues and all. I pushed him away and started undressing. He did the same. He then took the rubber mattress off the bed, threw it on the floor and threw me onto it. He grabbed my two boobs, squeezing them hard, and rubbing my nipples deep pink. He then assaulted my pussy with his mouth with the same ferosity. Wow! A fucking feminine looking guy has never sexually attacked me like that before. I could feel blood rushing into my face and I was breathing hard.
“You fucking small dick Chink. You fucking don’t have what it takes to make my pussy sore. You mother-fucker”
“Like I said before, Madam Bitch. You will be sore for saying this.”
I was already moaning when he pushed into my leaky pussy. With his other end, his mouth, he continued assaulting my boobs and my mouth. He was quite an expert with his five inches. It never slid out of my slippery hole with all that pounding. And he banged so hard into my clit. I sank my nails into his back and rolled him over. He wasn’t too heavy for me. He was now lying on the bare floor, not on the mattress. I didn’t give a damn.I gribbed, gyrated and thrashed his pole with my puffed up pussy. I scratched and bit into his chess. The chinky mother-fucker came first and then my “water broke”. My continuing push and pull brought out lots of fluid.
“Not bad at all. Chinky mother-fucker.”
“Are you feeling sore now, Mom? It was your fault. You tried pile-driving my cock back into my abdomen.”
“I see. So you do wish to fuck your Tiger Mom, huh? You are angry with your Mom?”
“Oh! So you are familiar with the Tiger Mom rumour. Yah. She did drive me to succeed. But I don’t hate her and I had never thought about fucking her. I was playing along with your “mother-fucker” name calling. Since we are on the subject. Have you ever thought about fucking your son?”
“To be honest. Sometimes.”
“Mom, I am sorry. I was too rough with you. I didn’t have sex for a long time.”
“I actually love it a little rough. Bye the way, you must be too choosy. There are many Chinese here.” .
“Not at all. I am on a student’s visa. I have just finished my Phd in Biio-science. I have spent a lot of my parent’s savings. There is no job in my field waiting for me in North America or China. I am trying to earn as much as I can as a trucker while I am still here. I can’t afford to spend much money on dating.”
We made a date for lunch tomorrow and following that, a tour of his truck. I had to know if I still have a chance with Doug. The only way left was to try the extreme measure. I wondered if my new fuck-buddy was game for it. I called him on the phone.
“Hi! I hope it is OK with you if I call you Charlie. Look. Er….I have a special request of you. Er…Can you still perform with a third party present? Er….I would like my son Doug watching us doing it.” I had to be sure because none of the other men I have had would go for it.
“Call me anything you like as long as I can call you Mom. Ha Ha. And the….I haven’t done it before. But I don’t think I’ll have any problem if he is an adult. I have had sex under some unsual conditions before and in some pretty weird srroundings.”
I told Serena to spend the rest of the day with her friend, Diana, after her ballet lesson, and arrange for a sleep-over at her place for the night. I told Doug to be home by two because I wanted him to meet a special house guest. No other details. It was Saturday. Charlie and I arranged to meet at the clinc and go for a quick lunch at Subway. After that, I took Charlie to my house on the outskirt of the City. After our shower together we sat waiting for Doug. During our chit chat, among other things, Charlie told me that his previous sexual experiences have been only with prostitutes. Because of the social meleus he belonged to sex with girl friend and married woman was never an option. That meant that those sexual encounters were all “quickies”. He was now going to do to me things he had seen in the porns and had only fantasized about. He was telling me how awesome and gorgeous my arse was when Doug came through the door of the living room. Without saying too much, the three of us went up to my bedroom. With Doug sitting on the armchair next to the bed, Charlie and I undressed and got started. He asked me to lie on my stomach.
“A picture to remember it by is not enough. I want the image of your arse forever etched in my brain.” He caressed, bit softly and kissed my arse, every inch of it. Then he moved to the back of my upper thighs and then back to my arse. This went on for at least ten minutes. I got nothing out of all these until he started licking my anus. Then I felt my pussy coming alive. He asked me to turn over and open my legs for him.
“I am glad you did not shave the thick hair on your Mound of Venus and in your Valley of Milk and Honey.”
He lapped the entire camel toe with the flat tongue. Then he stiffened his tongue and slid it up and down the gap, over my inner labias; always stopping at the clit to flick and twirl his tongue over it. He left the boobs alone until the Honey started flowing down my Valley. Then he squeezed them and licked the aerolaes and nipples with the flat of his tongue. Next he did something unusual. He pressed the hard top surface of his cock shaft against my long clit. In other words, the springy shaft was forced at an angle of slightly over 90 degrees away from his belly. Now he lifted his butt up and down rubbing the shaft’s hard top surface against the clit and the entrance of my pussy. Fuck! My Honey was flowing and I needed his cock inside.
“Mother-fucker, go in now. And Doug, go to the end of the bed for a better look”.
Charlie told me to raise my butt on a pillow so as to get a better fuck. He raised the upper part of his body and transfered his weight to his hands on the bed. He kept his legs slightly bent at the knees between my thighs. He pushed his cock in only enough to reach my G-spot. He lessened a bit that cock and pelvic angle so that the head of his cock could hit my G-spot while the rest of the cock was still outside massaging my clit. Ten minutes into the fucking he was already sweating and panting. Obviously it was a strenuous exercise. But luckily for him, I felt I was moving pretty fast towards my orgasm.
“Come on, Charlie. I need you to show Doug how to give his mom an old fashion fucking. Go all the way in, man.” Charlie shifted a little lower and sank the whole five inches into my craving pussy. He gave me the furious banging I was used to and I blasted off spewing my juices all over. Next, I decided that I would not want his Milk and my Honey mix to flow from my love canal and down my Valley. I wanted to drink his Milk straight from his Fountain of Youth. I told Charlie to get up on his knees. I removed the pillow and sat up. I took his cock in my mouth and finished him off.
“Doug. See what your brother could do with his five inches long and four inches circumference cock? Don’t feel inadequate just because you do not have the size of that huge dildo you saw me used five years agao. Take off your pants. Come over here and let mummy have a look at your joy-stick.”
Doug came to the side of the bed. Thank God he had a hard-on. Looked like it was six inches long and definitely thinner than Charlie’s. It could still grow, I guessed. Charlie took his seat on the armchair and Doug took his place on the bed. I started giving him a velvety mouth fucking and he actually came in my mouth. Not much cum though, but I still thanked God for it. I took my two sons down to the kitchen. I offered Doug his first half glass of red wine and Charlie insisted on his coffee, without milk and sugar. Charlie then got a call from his despatcher telling him that he had to deliver a load, to reach Houston as soon as possible.
“Sorry guys. I must leave you now. Doug. Take care of Mom while I am away for the next few days. And Mom, do go easy on Doug. You can get most of what you need from me.”
I wished Doug would say something about the experience he have had just now. But he didn’t, and I decided not to pressed him for it. When bedtime came around I asked Doug to sleep with me in my bed. We had our pyjamas on. I kissed and caressed him, including his cock, hopping to get another hard on. It took quite a bit of work but I did get his cock hard enough for the penetration. After he put it in, I told him to take his time with it. After about five minutes of fucking his cock went soft and I was not sure if he had an orgasm or not. But it was still early days and I just had to be patient with him. Nobody says a Mom’s job is going to be easy. I just have to try and try, don’t I?
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