Pat put her arm around my neck and laid her forehead on my shoulder. My fingers began moving in and out of her vagina."Ooh yes Gary, just like that, M...mn, fuck me."I'd forgotten that Dave's cum was helping lubricate Pat. My fingers began to move faster, and Pat pushed her hips forward, pushing herself onto my fingers."Yes, Gary keep going, fuck Gary, you're making me cum again."Pat's arm tightened around me, and she screamed, "Fuuuck."I felt her juices running down my fingers. I took my fingers. This is a real story about how I developed sexual feelings towards my mother and eventually managed to satisfy my urges. So sit back and enjoy part one.A little background about me. My name is Akshay. Thin build and am about six feet tall. Many people often tell me that I look like a stick figure. I won’t pride myself as a good looker. I have a decent penis size of 5 inches. I just graduated as an architect last year and am 24 years old.Before this, I was not inclined to have sex with my. After the award ceremony people were coming up to me, congratulating me more on the kiss then the award. Lunch time rolled around. Mrs. Olson congratulated me and unlocked the band room to let me do my daily practice. I slipped into the band room, caught my breath, walked up to the piano and said, “Well old friend, it sure is good to see you today!” The lights were dim just the sun light coming in through the big windows. I looked out side where Kristen, Jenny and Renee usually were but only. “It seems like this could be your first time. Do I have that right?”No response, but you finally break your stare at the TV and look into my eyes. Yes, I must have that right.“Listen, I’m going to be perfectly transparent with you because I want you to be comfortable and enjoy your first experience.” I explain. I see that you’re listening to me now, so I continue. “I love cum. I love to taste it. I love to drink it. As much as possible. It’s my.