Ribald Writer - Tales of Lustville Book One

Satisfied that he was done for the moment, she drew his cockknob to her lips and kissed it tenderly. She licked the last drooling drops from his piss hole, and laid his cock gently on his stomach.

Climbing back up onto him, she reached down and grasped his cockshaft again, fitting the swollen knob between her puffy pussylips. When she had it firmly inside her, she slid down on it slowly, not stopping till she had it buried all the way inside her.

She stretched out on top of him, wiggling her hips to get his cock situated, then kissed his cheek with her jizz coated lips.

“Sleep, baby.” she whispered in his ear. “Mom loves you so much. Sleep and have good dreams. And tomorrow, we’ll start making them all come true. together.”

Not bothering to turn off the light, she closed her eyes and drifted of into a sleep filled with dreams of her newly found love for her son.

Tracy woke up the next morning, stretching lazily before she opened her eyes. She felt wonderful, and it seemed like her dreams hadn’t faded completely, because her pussy was still sopping wet, and she still could feel Kyle’s cock sliding slowly in and out of her pussy hole. Then she felt a panting breath on her thigh, and her eyes popped open in surprise.

“Oh, Kyle!” She gasped.

Reaching down, she pushed his face away from her fur lined cunt slit.

“I’m all dirty down there. I don’t see how you can even put your face down there right now. God, I can smell it from here. Yuccchhhh!”

Kyle grinned as he slid up next to her and gave her a soft peck on the lips.

“No tongue kisses either until you brush your teeth, right?” he laughed. “God Mom, sex is supposed to be hot, nasty and dirty. Didn’t you know that?”

“Yes, I knew that you little smartass!” she shot back.

She reached down to grab his cock, and gave it a quick squeeze, then letting it go and rolling off the bed, she headed for the bathroom.

“But I like my body to be clean when I fuck. It’s the deeds that should be nasty and dirty, dumbass, not the tools!”

Kyle rolled onto his back on the bed laughing.

His mother stopped in the door to the bathroom, and looked back at him.

“Why don’t you go see if you can find something for breakfast, I think I’m gonna take a nice long bath this morning. You rode me hard, and put me to bed wet last night. I need some recovery time.”

Closing the bathroom door behind her, she turned the water on, so the tub would start to fill, then stepped over and stood in front of the mirror. Gazing at her reflection, she cupped her breasts, lifting them, weighing them in her hands. Then she moved her hands down into the rich bush covering her cunt mound, running her fingers through it gently.

“I think it’s time for a new doo,” she muttered as she spread her legs and pulled at the dense fur fringing her pussylips.

Bending down, she opened the doors to the vanity, and looked around inside it till she found her husband’s beard trimmer. She plugged it in, and turned it on. As she looked at the buzzing head of the trimmer, she noticed that it had an adjustable guide that she could set for different lengths. Sliding the guide up as far as it would go, she moved the trimmer down between her legs, and taking a deep breath, ran it slowly into the thick hair of her cunt bush.

Tufts of hair fell to the floor as she moved the blades through her bush, stopping at the top of her pussy slit. She repeated the process several more times, then stepped back to observe her handiwork.

Not bad, she thought. But not sexy.

She adjusted the trimmer again, moving the guide to its lowest setting, She laid two fingers in the middle of her bush, and ran the trimmer down either side of them, so when she was finished, she now had a cute little landing strip bordered by two patches of stubble.

Now that’s sexy, she thought as she posed in from of the mirror. A little clean up with a razor, and she’d be done. Lifting one leg, she rested her foot on the counter and leaned down, getting her face as close to her pussy mound as possible.

This is gonna be tougher, she mused.

She considered asking Kyle to help her trim around her pussylips, but she wanted to surprise him when she showed him her new look. Then, taking another steadying breath, she got to work.

Taking one puffy pussylip between her fingers, she pulled it toward her other leg, and eased the trimmer down slowly between her pussy and her inner thigh. She repeated the process on the other side, then grabbed her hand mirror off the counter and held it between her legs. She was pleased with the result, and glad that she hadn’t nicked herself. She hoped she had as good a luck with the razor.

She turned off the trimmer, then leaned over and turned off the water in the tub. Kicking at the tufts of hair on the floor, she worked them into a pile, then crouched down and scooped them up, dropping them into the trashcan next to the toilet. She got a new razor out of the pack, and sat it with a bottle of lotion on the rim of the tub.

The water felt a little hotter than she liked as she stepped into the tub and eased herself down into it. Stretching out, she sank down till just her head was poking out of the water, and closed her eyes with a happy sigh. She lay in the warm water for long minutes, letting the heat soothe her aching muscles. It had been more than two years since she’d been fucked, and she was sore all over from the unfamiliar exertion.

Her hand slid down between her legs, and she liked the way her pussylips felt without all that hair around them. She wondered idly why she had let herself go like that. She remembered when she used to shave her pussy two or three times a week. But she knew why, she hadn’t had a man in her life, and now she did. It was time to get her act together.

Sliding up out of the water, she sat on the wide edge in the corner of the tub, and spread her legs apart. She picked up the lotion, squeezed a dollop out into her hand, and massaged it into the hairs left on her pussy mound. Her fingers felt good sliding all over her pussy, and she leaned back against the wall and just rubbed her cunt gently, not playing, but just massaging her cunt mound softly.

She squirted another dollop of lotion onto her fingers, and worked it into the hairs covering her pussylips. Picking up the razor, she cocked one leg up, and ran the razor slowly up the outer edge of her pussylip. She repeated the process several times, making sure not to press too hard, trying not to cut herself in such a tender spot.

She tapped the hair out of the razor against the side of the tub, then ran it over her soft skin a couple of more times to catch anything she might have missed. The skin felt soft and silky as she ran her fingers over it, and a shiver ran through her as she caressed her bare skin.

Lifting her other leg, she shaved the other side quickly. Stretching both legs back into the tub, she leaned back against the wall, and started working on the stubble on either side of the small patch she was going to leave. It only took a dozen strokes to clean up both sides, and when she was done, she had a two inch long, one inch wide patch of hair perched right above her cunt slit.

She picked up the bottle of soap from the shelf next to her, and squirted it onto her pussy mound, and worked it in slowly. She splashed some water up out of the tub, and worked up a rich lather, massaging it into the soft, smooth skin of her pussy mound. A soft sigh escaped her lips as her fingers slipped between her cunt folds and brushed over her clit. Eyes closed, her breath starting to come in soft pants, she stroked with her clit lazily with her soapy fingers as she fantasized about her first fuck session with her son.