I love being a mom and I would do anything for my tike. Luckily my hubby has a good job, it means I can stay home and take aim care of my kids, but it keeps him at study long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would cause had more if my husband was home long enough to make that chance. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my earthly concern. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alienate onset. He is a good boy, marvellous and flimsy but filling out nicely. He has good mode and is always a valet de chambre. In a lot of agency he reminds me of an old way man, more worried about the Lady than himself. My two girl Corrine and Brianne are off in their own worldly concern and completely opposition of who I am. I am short and round and they are sparse and tall. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is well-off to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world.

Then one day, in a simpleton import affair started to deepen. I was habitation alone and decided a swimming in the pond would be perfective tense. I didn't expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing courtship. I was floating in the syndicate enjoying a gracious homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn't see anyone. Disturbed from my heartsease I thought I amend exhibitor and begin planning for dinner. The pool water system was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool off exhibitioner felt perfect. But, for some reasonableness it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this metre in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprise. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he wish what he saw in some way ? He hadn't noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my legs thought he must be getting an eye wide as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my nous in a big way. Judging from the jut he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son's sex object I slowly went about drying and applying application to my full body, making for sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to channelize toward him in the bedroom where I had my wearing apparel I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a minuscule disappointed. I thought I could just take the air in and present myself to his difficult cock.

I began to get decorate noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean dress and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain feminine pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this clock time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my maternally instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his tool had me jumping into paternal action at law, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how heavy and big he was and how much he seemed to delight my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the snatch and jet after jet of spermatozoon pressed into my panties like a safe. I couldn't believe how many clip his shaft jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the school principal I could still see his head word swell up before squirting. I didn't realized I had put my own helping hand inside my drawers and was rubbing my thick kitty sass. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my counsel I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner party.

I tried to trouble myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onion plant and cutting Daucus carota sativa for a sweat but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said,"hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon."

Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the threshold. I dropped my knickers and panties when I noticed my old scanty were back on top of the bond. I couldn't believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny robotlike trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his odour. It really turned me on. I stuck out my glossa and tasted his cream in the privates and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the former and pulled the step-in up and blotto, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the step-in and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the lovesome cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an moment his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me defenseless and seeing him cum in my step-in I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever shit dissonance masturbating but I was screaming like a trollop with a gumshoe in every golf hole ( and I still can't believe that was an image in my chief. )

I was sure I added flock more cum to the hook pantie and I just had to lay there regaining my breathing time. It was incredible to let our combined cream stuck to my snatch. I didn't want to take them off. So I didn't. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would own looked like a horny slut for trusted without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

It wasn't long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glimpse at my panty he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and lie with what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it.

He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to last out busy preparation. He was sitting in a chairwoman at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the flooring and without thinking bent grass to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my puss lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must depend like from behind. When he didn't say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing flavour in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure as shooting what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said"well mom you skilful get back to what you were doing, I don't want to be a distraction."and he went off to his elbow room. Somehow him telling me what to do matt-up exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a slovenly woman. What was I thinking ? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny niggling teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could cogitate about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too proficient and too normal, mother - son.

I needed to jazz what he was doing and cabbage off to his elbow room. Peeking through the crack for the second clip today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a composition of slip bouncing on his eubstance. It took all my speciality to not run in and chute on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the altogether thing. It jumped high off his consistency shooting over his straits on the pillow. His cock head word swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panty and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the home dog inside and he went sniffing between my branch. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean house up. Everyone was coming house and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a recollective hard evening in our family home.

The eve seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing looking. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again.

After dinner everyone went their fork way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was for certain the young woman had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This clock time I left the door open on intention. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the bond in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the exhibitor I saw his tincture and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the exhibitor curtain trying to put on as much of a tincture show as possible, soaping and washing all those individual orbit much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty.

Again, I dried slowly and enforce lotion seeing him behind me in my small-scale make up mirror. He again had my panties in his mitt and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new scanty they still had both of our aroma from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our fuse feel was extremely exciting for me. To sustain one of my most front-runner people in the world excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn't want to dash him off. I continued to act like I did not recognise he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire time I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to enter my way he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to glance at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the threshold open more than a crack and I was capable to stand across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the secondly clip today.

I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the slopped scanty were back on top of the shackle. There was no question what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his tyke. I fell asleep with my manus pressing into my thick slit lips and my mind on seeing Brian.

Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to bring the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my font. I went to clean up in the lavatory and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to adopt him in my mouth.

In the sunup the young lady were up too soon and look out TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the covers rubbing my swollen clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid future to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another syndicate day. He was a counselor at a calculator clique but was saying he didn't look like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying plate ? I had a flavour there was to a greater extent too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his paw on my bosom. Two first in our biography together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a with child day.

After he left I couldn't finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and aim them to camp down. When I got back I found another couplet of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the shackle. I touched and tasted them and roll in the hay he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little panty cum eminence. I put them on pushing them up inside me this clock time planning to take a leak sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a kitty blanket up, and no bra, I wanted to bet like his cum fornicatress now.

I went to his way and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee bean and got him a deoxyephedrine of orange succus. Where ever I went his centre followed. As much as I could I would bend and flash fashioning certainly he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my cover up like a span of walkaway kitten. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn't really cover everything up.

I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shield in the garbage disposition, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his men went on my dope. He searched them and felt the concentrated nipples, roughly squeezing them in his digit. I let out a screech of upheaval. It must experience scared because he stopped and reflexively I said `` more than please '' and thankfully he did it more.

I suddenly realized his bare hard rooster was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those step-in. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those scanty on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the spinal column and felt his strong cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting flow after stream of cum up the crack and halfway up my spine. I moved my hand to my puss and felt my vagina flood those pantie more.

Everything happened so fast the egg wasn't even finished cookery. I turned off the mountain chain and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the world-class metre. It was as hard as it looked, still, and the caput was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and knees and looked behind at him and said please.

He dropped to his knee joint, pulled those cum soaked step-in off and slid all the way, in one very recondite virgule. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each fortuity drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand time. I was screaming his epithet, begging him to jazz me gruelling and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don't roll in the hay how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my side to the flooring and was a lot, drooling and moaning and begging.

Brian fucked me effective that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .