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 This is a story that I put together a long time ago, and never really
finished.  Here it is:

   1. Informed
 It's funny how you can go most of your entire "life"
without knowing the truth.
A few weeks ago I turned 16, and my mother
sat me down and told me (and I paraphrase this):
"Katsu, son, I know
you're a big boy now, so you can handle it when I tell you that I need to
explain some things to you.  First off, the reason why you have an Asian
name and this is a Caucasian family is because I am not your real
mother."
This was a lot more shocking then than it is now.
She
continued to tell me that her father was obsessed with keeping it in the
family, so he would have intercourse with his daughters on the day they hit
puberty.  Oddly enough, my mother was an early bloomer, and hit at the age
of eight.  After a while of trying, though, she could not produce the child
her father was wanting.  However, all this trying did make her into a
walking child nymphomaniac.  At the age of nine, she gave birth to a son;
me.  Childbirth was hard, but they managed to pull it off with modern
medicine.  Unfortunately, that son was to a white friend of her father's,
so the son was banished from the family.  That is how I ended up
here.
My "mother" (I'll call her Deb from here on out) said that it
was time for me to return home due to my age and the fact that my
grandfather had recently died.  She also told me that she made up a letter
with more in it that I could read on my way back to my true home.

   2. Trip
 This is where I finally got the chance to thumb through
the letter that Deb wrote.  As it would seem, my mother finally had two
other children by my grandfather, a boy and a girl.  The boy is 12 and the
girl is about 7, they are not even sure, it is rumored that they couldn't
keep track of her with all the other fucking.
Deb also tells me to
not worry, that even though this may seem very bizaar, she is still a
wonderful mother, and she treats the children very nicely.  She says that
my mother (Ayume) is a very well-known and loved individual, and that she
no longer has sex with random men, but she told Deb directly that she was
still a nympho.
This is all in the letter.
Ayume is only 25,
which is extremely young for a mother of three.
I know it seems that
I am very nonchalant about this, but that is only because it is sometime
after all this happened.  At the time I was shocked out of my mind at
first.

   3. Arrival and Lunch
 Upon my arrival, I got off the train and
onto a bus which took me directly to the house.
I got off the bus
after they pulled up the small 2 story house, and as I walked to the door
and the bus drove off, a beautiful young woman walked to the door to greet
me.  She was about five foot, eight inches, probably about 125 pounds.  She
smile and reached out to me as I leaned in a hugged her.  When our bodies
come in contact, I noticed her firm, breasts, which were probably about 36
Cs.  
As all this ran through my head, I couldn't help but feel
disgusting, but as this was the first time I had ever seen this beauty, I
felt that it would be okay to casually look at her.  What was odd is that
she smiled as though she noticed me doing so.
Her hair was dark and
semi-long.  Her smile was beautiful, much like her face, which was riddled
with Asian gorgeousness.  
She smiled and kissed me on the cheek,
saying "Welcome home, son," as she pulled me into the door.  This pleased
me because it proved that she flawless in the English language.
"The
kids are still at school," she told me, "why don't you have a seat on the
couch.  I am fixing some lunch as we speak."
I opened my mouth to ask
what it was, still a little nervous to meet my real mother, but she cut me
off quickly with an answer.
"Chicken," she said.
I sat there
uncomfortably waiting for lunch to finish preparing, and she called me into
the dining room when it was ready, and sat across from me as I
ate.
"I know how it is to meet someone new and know you'll be around
them for a while, so I will start the conversation."
This is where
she and I caught up on the current situations in one another's lives.  She
told me all about the kids and what was going on with their lives, as well
as hers.  Well, all except for one part, but I will save it for later. 

On the other hand, I told her about my life, and what I had been
doing recently.  Not really much to share, but I said what I could and what
I needed to.

   4. Remainder of the Day
 After lunch, I felt much more comfortable
with my mother.  It was almost like we had known one another for my entire
life, even though we had just met that very day.  
She had me go rest
on the couch while she got everything ready for the kids to come
home.
This is when I fell asleep and went into the deepest sleep I
had been into for a long time.
During the sleep, I felt so
disgusting. I kept thinking of my mother and how beautiful she was.  I
dreamt of her shedding her clothes to me and baring that light skin of hers
to me.  I dreamt of those luscious breasts and round hips and ass.
I
woke up in a cold sweat, feeling very odd and confused.  A bit disgusting,
too.
"Ah, just in time." My mother told me as I woke up.  "I went
ahead and prepared the kids a separate dinner.  I figured you and I could
sue a little more time to talk, so I made us something
different."
"Did I miss meeting them?" I asked.
"Of course you
did, silly.  It's nearly 8 o'clock, they're upstairs doing their homework.
You can meet them later."
I nodded a bit and she kissed my
forehead.
Dinner was something you'd expect a married couple to have.
Well prepared meatloaf (normally I do not eat it, but this had something
distinctly Japanese to it...  it was very tasty) and wine.  I asked her if
she knew that I was too young to drink wine, and that is when she said, and
I quote "There's a lot o things that go on here with people who are too
young."
I smirked at the remark, not quite sure what she meant by
it.
It was about half way through dinner when she asked me something
I didn't really expect to hear.
"How many girlfriends have you had in
the past, son?" she asked me.
"I don't know, two, maybe three," I
replied.
"I see...  did you love any of them?"
"Sort of, I
guess.  I don't think it was a very strong love, but I did."
"Well,
son.  I love you more than any other mother could ever love her son, you
always remember that, okay?" 
I nodded a bit and smiled.
She
looked at me and smirked, then without shame or hesitation, she asked "How
many of them have you fucked?"
I almost choked on my food. 

"One of them, I replied.  Just one."
"I see.  Was she
good?"
"She was alright, could have been a lot better."
"Well,
maybe she just needed more experience," my mother said.  "I have a lot of
experience."
"R...really?" I asked, not sure if I should even try to
be in the conversation.
"Yeah, I've seen my share of cock.  Done some
pretty sick stuff, too.  Loved pretty much every moment of
it."
"That's...  that's great.  It's good that you enjoyed
it."
"It sure is.  How about I tell you some of the things I have
done...  maybe that will help you a little bit."
"Sure, whatever," I
replied.  I had to admit, I had some idea of what to expect.  The scary
part is, as much as I didn't want to, my thoughts kept going back to the
dream, and my pulse kept rising.
"Well, of course I have had it in
the cunt...  I love it in the ass, I don't know what it is, but I am really
sensitive there."
I nodded uncomfortably and continued
eating.
She went on to mention things about bathrooms, but she said
that she wouldn't go into too much detail, and then the part that got me
the most occurred.
"And of course, I will always have these guys,"
she said as she called out.  "Tetsu, Natalie!  Come here for a
moment!"
My eyes widened as down the stairs bounded two naked
children, Tetsu, the boy first, his penis tapering to his mid thigh,
followed by Natalie, the 7-ish year old girl.
My mother waved them
over and they sat on her lap, each taking a turn to kiss her passionately
on the lips.
I watched in awe.  Quite aroused, but still in
awe.
"Tell big brother how much care I take of you," my mother told
them.
Tetsu spoke up, "Mommy makes sure to suck my cock very
frequently, and even sometimes she lets me fuck her, but she says my dick
is still too li--"
"Shhh, shh, that was good, Tetsu," my mother says,
stopping him.
"What about you, Nat?"
"Mommy makes sure she laps
my cunny very often...  she says it will make a nice hole one day for a
lucky man.  She also loves to play with my little butt hole.  She said
that, too will be nice and dirty for whoever wants it."
"And that's
not even half of it, my mother tells me as she kisses the kids again and
sends them off to bed.
"You can join in as soon as possible," she
tells me.
"I..I don't know, you're my mo--" she cuts me off.
"I
thought I'd hear that.  So what if I'm your mom?  You going to let some
taboo stop us from the best sex of our lives?  I wouldn't.  Now I know that
I'll have to make the first move..."
I smiles a little, knowing deep
down this is what I really wanted.
"Fell free to go on to bed or
whatever, I will be sure to clean up."
I dismissed myself from the
table and headed up to my room and began to unpack and settle in.
I
then got my clothes and went to the bathroom for a shower.
As I
walked in, I immediately noticed how small the room was.  The shower was
the size of the showers in a trailer, but I figured I could make
do.
As I stripped down, my thoughts wondered to my hot mom and my
pulse started to rise.
Just then, as I became more aroused, and my
penis began to swell, I heard something behind me that sounded like someone
pull thing their finger from their mouth, and before I knew it, my mother's
finger was lodged, knuckle deep into my anus.
"How's this for a first
move?" she asked.
I moaned and sighed in surprise,
"Wh...Wow..."
She smirked and wriggled her finger around inside
me.
What a way to start a first experience.
She pulled it out
slowly and popped it into her mouth, moaning "Mmmm, tasty," under her
breathe.
She put it back in and repeated the same routine, only this
time she forced it into my mouth.  I let my tongue lash around my mother's
finger, licking off and savoring the taste of the sweet and sour finger.  I
tuned to her and she smiled at me very motherly, and she brought her lips
to mine.  We pressed our mouths together as I sucked on her bottom lip,
nibbling lightly before letting my tongue explore her mouth wildly.
I
let my hand wander up her nightie and rubbed her inner thigh.
As we
continued to kiss passionately, I moved my hands to place one hand on
either of her butt cheeks and squeezed them firmly, toying with
them.
My mother gently pushed me back onto the toilet and told me to
relax.
"Mommy is going to make her big boy feel super special," she
said to me.
I watched as my mother wrapped her luscious red lips
around my penis, engulfing it with her head.  I closed my eyes and laid my
head back as she bobbed her head, letting her moans become muffled around
my shaft.
She picked her head up and smiled at me, little strings of
spit still clinging to my dick.
"How about we take this a bit
further?" she grinned and suggested.
"Whatever you want,
mommy."
She smiled a bit and lifted the bottom of her nightie and
started to raise it over her head.  With every inch, she revealed more and
more.  He nicely, mostly shaven pussy was swelling and moist, and her firm,
large breasts shook a bit as the nightie came off.  Her body was slender,
but stacked at bother her chest and he hips.  Beneath her arms, a small,
but considerable amount of hair.
"Sorry if I have hair in some places
that some girls don't...  Being a mom it's hard to keep up with everything,
and there's just some places I'd rather not shave...  Besides, your brother
and sister think it's kind of sexy," she said with a wink and a motherly
smile.
"At least I know I can agree with them on that," I told
her.
She leaned in and kissed me passionately on the lips.  "How
about the full tour?" She asked.
Before I could answer she stood up
and did a 180, and started massaging her wonderful buttocks.  
"Have
at it, baby, I love ass play."
I smirked and began to feel up her
ass. She bent over.
"Are you ready, darling?"
"For
what...?"
"You'll see." She spread he ass cheeks and reveals her
glorious pink and brown hole.  Surrounding the puckering portal, a ring of
brown.  The sweet stench that poured out was one of the best I have ever
smelled in my life.  The hair around her hole was matted down by the
brown.
"Like it, baby?  I haven't cleaned down there in weeks," She
said.
"Like it?" I asked.  "I fucking fell in love with
it."
"Good, you can get used to it," she replied.
I leaned in
and lapped at it, shoving my tongue in and out of her asshole.  She moaned
as I reached around with my other hand and toyed with her clit.  As I
licked, the hair around her holes became clearer and cleaner, and I licked
even more.
She moaned.  "I love ass play.  You have no idea..."

I grinned, "I'm loving this, too."
She turned and looked down
at me.  "I only have one rule, she said."
I gave her a look as to say
"yes?"
"If you get to do something with my asshole, I get to do
something to yours."
I asked her what she meant.
"Simple
things...  fingering, licking, things like that.  Nothing you won't
love."
I nodded in agreement, and buried my nose back within her
cheeks.
She pulled away slightly and smiled at me.  I gave her a
questioning look as she turned and sat u on the sink, me still on my
knees.
"What're you...?" I asked.
She motioned me over, and was
I waddled on my knees, my rock hard cock swaying between my legs, so leaned
back and propped herself up on her arms, lifting her legs high in the air
so her sphincter was exposed.
I leaned forward and wrapped my mouth
around my mother's brown-streaked-pink opening.
She grinned and
simply said, "Suck."
Following her orders, I felt her sphincter give
way and open up.  From it, against my tongue, I could taste the strong,
bitter sweet flavor.  I grazed the end of it gently before I let it side
into my mouth.  Once I had a bit, I bit it off.
"Don't let the rest
of it hit the floor," mom told me.  "Then it will get dirty."
I
laughed, muffled by the brown chunk in my mouth as I pushed the remains
back into her with my thumb.
I stood up and leaned over her there on
the sink.  He eyes gazed up at me longingly.
"Come on.  You have the
right idea, my sweet baby boy."
I leaned over and with her shit still
in my mouth, I kissed her deep, and I kissed her passionately.  We rolled
the shit between our tongues for a while, then with my hand, I rubbed the
head of my dick against her soft anus, going in circles to smear the
brown.
She moaned into my mouth as he shared our delicious kiss, and
I slowly pushed my cock into her shitty ass.  As I pumped, I could feel the
rest of her load inside her.  The hard spots scraped my penis, the soft
ones formed around it warmly.  We both moaned while I pumped, our lips
still planted firm against one another's.
During all of this, she
reaches around to the back of me, and begins to rub my asshole again, as I
pump.  I thrust back once, and her finger is inside me.  Twice, and two
fingers.  I moan as she does this, even louder than before.  With her other
hand, she grabs the base of my cock and pulls it from her.  As she does
this, she wraps her fist around me and slides it towards her, collecting
all of her shit in her hands, then going back to her hole to catch some
more that began to come out when he removed me.  With she pulled her other
hand around, and it, too was full of scat.  Mine, this time.  
She
pushed what we shared with the kiss down my throat with her tongue, and
smiled a brown smile.  "Don't just leave me hanging, baby.  Let me feel my
son's cock in that ass again."
I shoved myself back into her, and
with her hands, she began mixing out shit together until it was one ball.
She licked her lips seductively and slipped the ball between them, part of
it still hanging from her mouth.  I leaned over and put my mouth around the
other half, and we did with it like we did with the previous one, only this
time, it was both ours.  Mother and son's.  Our shit, shared together.  It
tasted better than any food I had ever eaten before.
It was at this
moment, there smeared with our shit, sweaty and fragrant, I ejaculated into
my mother's ass.  We both swallowed bits and pieces of the ball and threw
our heads back.  I moaned a bit, as did she, and I let out my final
thrusts, launching the last of it into her.
She gazed lovingly at me.
"I love you, son."
I told her that I loved her, too.
I pulled
my dick from her and dropped to my knees again, wrapping my lips back
around her hole.  Again, I sucked, getting out what I could.  Shit, cum,
whatever, and I swished the mixture in my mouth as I stood.  Mommy laid her
head back with her mouth gaping wide, and I spit it in.  She swallowed
eagerly, and then kissed my lips.
"That was wonderful," I told
her.
"Wonderful?"
I nodded.
"Son," she told me, "that was
barely the beginning of your life here.
For a while, we were quiet
while we washed our faces.  We would occasionally lick spots that we missed
from one another's faces, which caused a giggle, but we were relatively
quiet.
"Are you empty?" she asked me.
I shook my head,
no.
She put the plug in the sink and point at the basin.  "Just leave
it there for now." 
I gave her a puzzled look.  "Why?"
"I'm not
sure, yet, but we will find a purpose for it."
She sat back up on the
sink and let got of what was left in her; a mixture of dark shit and pearly
cum.  I took my turn afterwards.
She dipped her finger into it like
icing on a cake and sucked it clean.
We kissed goodnight, and headed
to the same bed, still nude, for the night.