Mum 'S Narrative


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Preface : Incest story really get me horny but every sentence I think about MY involvement then its an absolute turn off ! Here 's why ...

I came home from a hot afternoon trying to get layed by a new girlfriend. She had let me thumb fuck her until she came but was not matter to in returning the favour or any other form of sex that involved me ! I had come household as ruttish as hell and was thinking about laying on my bed and wanking off to get some relief. I slumped down in the armchair opposite my mother 's. On a Sabbatum afternoon she was at home base too but my Dad and two sis were at work.

As common she was half egg laying, half sitting in her armchair drinking a mug of tea and watching TV to the right hand of me. As usual she rested her tea on her extremely large abdomen which was covered by a thin cotton plant dress. The wearing apparel had ridden up her more than ample thighs and I was faced with a huge measure of bare fleshy thigh. Her ramification were vast ! They were so big that even with knees wide apart as they usually were, half the duration of her second joint were firmly stuck together ! As usual though I could still see her kickers because of the position of the hem of her clothes. This was not a pretty mass. She wore those sparse but extremely large stretch cotton passion killers that had a kind of pattern woven into them. They were also not unusually porous ! Her peppiness pubes showed through the top of an obviously much larger hole that extended down between her legs. I had seen this before and usually would swing myself round of drinks to the right to view the TV screen or simply sit somewhere else. Today was different though because I had a raging concentrated on from my motherfucker teasing girlfriend and I did n't listen the mass of an expanse of gingerroot pubes

`` What are you looking at you lilliputian perv ? '' my female parent suddenly screamed, shaking me out of the little dream I was in. I was speechless. She was always putting on this form of display. Why had she suddenly noticed me looking ? I took my centre away from her crotch and blushingly looked at her face. She had some kind of smirk on it but she was not looking me in the eye either. Her gaze was fixed on my cock straining in my jeans.

`` You 're just like your Father-God, you fiddling perv or should I say big perv '' she said, waving her fingerbreadth at my tool. `` Ca n't you keep that thing down just cos you see a bit of pussy ? ``

I blushed further. I could not speak. My mouth opened but no sound would fare out because I could n't call back of a defense lawyers !

`` Want to see a bit more do you dirty picayune perv ? Want to look at mom 's puss do you ? '' and she opened her legs even wider. I watched her fat thighs peal away from each other, sort of come up unstuck. She pushed herself further down in the armchair to alleviate this and I was presented with almost the unit of her slit through the gaping hole in the knee breeches. I could see her the right way hand labia, bright pink in the sea of pep haircloth. I could n't believe my dick twitched !

`` You are a filthy trivial bastard just like you father. Getting turned on when there 's a twat about. I suppose you 're going to run off to your bedroom and chuck off are you ? '' she smirked. I still could not respond !

`` stand up and amount closer so I can see your fuck terminal you short perv '' she commanded. I did as I was told.

`` Get it out and bear witness me you fucker. Get it out and toss off in front man of me. If you see mine I can see yours and if you 're going to toss off because of me I 'm title to watch you. Now do it ! '' she nearly shouted. I took my extremely punishing cock in my hand, closed my eyes and began to wank off. The situation was horny in that soul was watching me and I would soon cum. After all I 'd had this erection for about an hour ! But my mother was sadly mistaken if she thought she was turning me on in any way physique or form ! She was a big fat cow and I loved her as a female parent but definitely not as a sex partner. I could feel the wetness as I stroked my pre-cum into my glans. I was getting there.

`` Open your center boy. If you 're going to wank off over me you should see the aim of your fantasy ! '' she snapped as she pulled aside the damaged knickers exposing the whole of her fat ginger haired cunt. The lips were gaping undetermined and fluid was beginning to bead at the bottom of her slit. My mother was turned on ! ! But I was n't. I needed to close down my eyes again.

`` Do n't you dare close your eyes '' she said, `` You do n't need to dream it. Its here. You want to fuck do n't you ? So shag my pussy ! get down on your knee and put that screwing magnetic pole in your mama pussy. '' She nearly pulled me over as she snatched at my arm, forcing me down between her legs. I saw her gaping hole being pushed toward me and I guided my cock into her. I could only get about one-half of it in as my physical structure was held away by her enormous thighs. `` That 's it, fuck me. Shoot your cum up me. Give me your cock you small fucker ! ''

I pushed into her very hot puss two or three clock time and then felt my orgasm well up inside my groin and roar up into the nous of my cock as i poured cum into my moms big red bitch. I was relieved it was over in more agency than one and wasted no time in withdrawing and shuffling backward on my knees. I glimpsed her puss with liquidity running out of it.

`` I 'm no-account Mom '' I said sheepishly.

`` You 're just like your dad. He had a whisker trigger when we first started. You 'll get better. I 'll show you ''.

I nearly threw up ! The medical prognosis of ever doing that again filled me with dread. I had n't wanted to do it and I never wanted to do it again. I made an excuse about going to clean up and left the room. I stayed in my bedroom until I heard my sister come home and then changed and went out. Mom just behaved as normal with me in strawman of my sister and asked where I was going in her normal way.

I spent the eternal rest of my time in that house until I left home engineering my time at home never to be alone with my mother. She did n't even appear to notice and nothing was ever said to me. She did once ask one of my girlfriends if I was OK in bed ! Perhaps to find out if I still needed grooming !
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