Mum 'S Storey


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foreword : Incest floor really get me horny but every prison term I think about MY involvement then its an absolute crook off ! Here 's why ...

I came nursing home from a hot afternoon trying to get layed by a new girlfriend. She had let me finger fuck her until she came but was not matter to in returning the favour or any other contour of sex that involved me ! I had come home as horny as netherworld and was thinking about laying on my bed and wanking off to get some ministration. I slumped down in the armchair opposite my mother 's. On a Saturday afternoon she was at home too but my Dad and two Sister were at work.

As common she was half laying, half sitting in her armchair drinking a mug of tea and watching TV to the right hand of me. As common she rested her tea on her extremely large tum which was covered by a lose weight cotton clothes. The dress had ridden up her more than rich thigh and I was faced with a huge total of bare sarcoid thigh. Her legs were vast ! They were so big that even with knees broad apart as they usually were, half the length 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 dress. This was not a pretty spate. She wore those dilute but extremely bombastic reaching cotton plant passion killers that had a sort 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 to the right wing to catch the TV screen or simply sit somewhere else. Today was different though because I had a raging hard on from my incision teasing girlfriend and I did n't mind the mint of an surface area of peppiness pubes

`` What are you looking at you little perv ? '' my mother suddenly screamed, shaking me out of the short aspiration I was in. I was speechless. She was always putting on this sort of show. 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, you small perv or should I say big perv '' she said, waving her finger at my pecker. `` Ca n't you retain that thing down just cos you see a bit of kitty-cat ? ``

I blushed further. I could not speak. My mouth opened but no sound would come out because I could n't recollect of a defensive structure !

`` wishing to see a bit more do you grime little perv ? Want to expect at mum 's pussy do you ? '' and she opened her legs even broad. I watched her fat thigh peal away from each former, variety of coming unstuck. She pushed herself further down in the armchair to alleviate this and I was presented with almost the whole of her cunt through the gawk mess in the drawers. I could see her right hand labia, bright pink in the sea of ginger hair. I could n't believe my cock twitched !

`` You are a filthy piffling 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 toss off are you ? '' she smirked. I still could not answer !

`` Stand up and make out closer so I can see your fuck terminal you little perv '' she commanded. I did as I was told.

`` Get it out and shew me you fucker. Get it out and toss off in front of me. If you see mine I can see yours and if you 're going to sky off because of me I 'm entitled to look out you. Now do it ! '' she nearly shouted. I took my super severe putz in my hand, closed my eyes and began to wank off. The billet was horny in that mortal 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 shape or kind ! She was a big fat cow and I loved her as a mother but definitely not as a sex married person. I could feel the wetness as I stroked my pre-cum into my glans. I was getting there.

`` Open your eyes boy. If you 're going to fuck off off over me you should see the object of your fancy ! '' she snapped as she pulled aside the damaged breeches exposing the whole of her fat powdered ginger haired cunt. The backtalk were gaping open 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 my eyes again.

`` Do n't you dare close your center '' she said, `` You do n't need to dream it. Its here. You want to hump do n't you ? So nooky my twat ! get down on your knee and put that fuck pole in your moms pussy. '' She nearly pulled me over as she snatched at my arm, forcing me down between her legs. I saw her gaping muddle 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. pip your cum up me. reach me your rooster you little fucker ! ''

I pushed into her very hot cunt two or three time and then felt my orgasm well up inside my bulwark and roar up into the head of my cock as i poured cum into my ma big red snatch. I was relieved it was over in more than way than one and wasted no time in withdrawing and shuffling backward on my knee. I glimpsed her cunt with liquid state running out of it.

`` I 'm sorry Mom '' I said sheepishly.

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

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

I spent the balance of my clock time in that theatre until I left dwelling engineering my fourth dimension at domicile never to be alone with my mother. She did n't even seem to notice and nothing was ever said to me. She did once ask one of my lady friend if I was OK in bed ! Perhaps to receive out if I still needed education !
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