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Mother 's Day


(. Y. )

'' Hey headwaiter ! '' I said into my phone.

'' Hey sailor boy ! '' my dad said.

'' How are they hanging ? '' I queried.

'' One in front of the early, for speed ! '' He 's a battler archetype, that 's the touchstone reply. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high speed, low-drag sir ! '' We both chuckled. I 'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the lingo pretty good.

'' You 're going nursing home for Mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going home, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. Please tell apart me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his wife was n't his mother, he did n't need to get her anything for mother 's day. That is the improper impression, think me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to transport something because he was TDY ( temporary responsibility ) in Italia. Dad was a Captain, bucking for Admiral, so he was very busy. The planetary house is in El Iskandriyah, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the road a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my poor boy. He shot down a MiG-27 in the first Gulf War. He was a blue sky Angel for 3 years, including serving as Flight leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under fire, not bad under pressure, and a fucking risible guy and a great dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than half my life.
My comrade and me were pretty goon customers as nipper growing up, but we were no peer for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was enough'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older pal never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the limit. He 's now living in New House of York with his new wife. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my terminal class of the day on Thursday, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my history professor that the Friday class was cancelled.

cool. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and wash and sped for rest home. My girlfriend and I broke up last week so I had no reason not to go home early. Speaking of fucking retard, god she was needy. Texting me all fucking day, getting angry when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within arcsecond. Hey babe, I was taking a psychometric test, calm down. No ! You do n't love me blah rant blah, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple years, and with Dad being gone so much, Mom really looked forward to my time at home with her. She 'll be happy to see me home early, I thought. I 'll storm her.

The two-hour drive went by moderately spry, and I pulled into our little mansion. It 's a Navy-owned business firm that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay let, but not what it 's really worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the house is 5 bedrooms, colonial style, big in-ground pool in the immense backyard. I stepped out into the warmth. It 's weird, being so hot in ahead of time May.

I unlocked the threshold and stepped into the cool house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some hoi polloi up there ?

I walked up the stairs to look into. I did n't anticipate out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was citizenry, women 's voices, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't make it out exactly.

I made my way down the hall, stepped into my parent 's bedroom, and got the shock of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her head propped up on some pillows. Her large breasts cradled between her subdivision. Her arms were together because she had two hand on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her naked pussy.

But that was n't all.

laying next to my mom was another cleaning woman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. Pink, I think it was. They were laying right adjacent to each other, their coat of arms and legs touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the other gal, I 'm not exactly sure whose.

I turned my pass to the apartment silver screen on the wall, the source of all the noise. A porno played, a crew of young lady doing one of those Lesbian spirt drunken revelry. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a black chick named Jada something, Britney Stanley Smith Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The porno is where one young woman gets `` girlfriend cum '' sprayed all over her human face by all the other wench. But, it looks pretty often like pee. But it 's not chickenhearted, it 's all clear like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the point of the story.

The compass point is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another nude woman.

All this takes longer to describe than it actually took place, I think I was only there a yoke seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both fair sex jerked their heads towards me, screamed, and tried to find the blanket. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was variety of funny, or even damn funny. But at the moment, I was pissed.

What the fuck was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our country and she 's ... doing whatever the roll in the hay this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my name the unscathed way.

As I drove away, my speech sound rang. Mom. I 'm not answering that.

I begin to head up to the motorway to join the traffic jam out of DC to go back to schooltime. I did n't be intimate what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger hindquarters when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the fuck did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nobody 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a John Roy Major fucking pothole receding in the space. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the front cycle go all wobbly and shit. I managed to attract over to the position of the road. Looking under the figurehead end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't think that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 minutes and towed me to the nearest auto repair sheik. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a prompt look.

'' Tie Rod, '' he said. `` Can probably get one tomorrow, have it done by the end of the day. ``

Great. None of my crony are home yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so sorry Travis I can excuse -- ''

'' Mom ! '' I tried to disrupt, she just talked faster.

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

'' MOM ! '' I hollered into the phone.

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you come get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

'' Sure, um, I 'm leaving right now. ``

'' shuffle sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to have her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some time to cogitate about this. And I came to the decision that I did n't know what to reckon. Was she cheating on Dad ? sort of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the the true in this household ! '' That line was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably placid ride back home.

I went up to my elbow room and shut the threshold. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so confusing. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my family line had squadron parties, all the Jr officers would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the dishes, no let me get the trash, I 'll get more ice ... all that kind of hooey. Dad would get a flush out of it. She was a severe looker, for sure. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty brake shoe, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to play me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner party. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

'' Do you know how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some feast or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air Force substructure in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion bullshit with the male child in blue sky. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds dumb, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 minutes. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a serious way. He was older than me, 8 year, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you kids say, we hooked up. For two week straight. ``

I kind of blushed and turned my head. I do n't want to get word about this !

'' You probably do n't want to hear this, but I need to explain some things to you. Things that parents do n't normally percentage with their Kyd but, in light of certain ... setting ... I think you deserve to know. ``

She started dishing out Aunt Betty 's famous chicken formula. My favorite. What a coincidence.

'' After the two workweek were up, he had to go back to California. On a whim he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a calendar month later. ``

'' Now, in the Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, politics play a big piece of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big plus < i > to your father 's calling ! '' She posed for a bit, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the plot. Yes, your dad is very acutely and all that, but I played a big constituent. It never helps to schmooze your commanding ship's officer, or have your wife do it. ``

I was incredulous. `` You mean, you slept with his -- ''

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little flirting goes a foresighted way. But it never went beyond that. I was always unfeigned to your dad. ``

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically true to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The Sami, however, can not be said for him. ``

I sat very still. No. Say it ai n't so. My dad would never do that.

'' The bluing Angels, that was the first I heard of it. Just little voicelessness at commencement, perhaps some sympathetic face from other wives. They knew. Finally, someone told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me Sir Thomas More than anything, but his urges outweighed his vows. It was n't his geological fault, he said.

'' So I had a alternative. proceed to be the 'good Navy wife'and bring up you two boys and stool a life-time for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

She paused for a while so she could eat, I was trying to work all this. Mostly I was wishing she was n't telling me all this.

'' It was n't easygoing, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big ace. '' I remember some of those. Not commodity sentence. `` But in the end, I wanted the sprightliness. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a static home for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the road'and he never brought it home. I turned the other brass, looked the early way, what ever you want to call off it, and we have a pretty sound life for all of us.

'' Now, he 's what, 52 ? No, 53. And he has n't done anything for age. I know, he wants his admiralship too much so he wo n't even scratch his ass in public, let alone put one over around. ``

'' I ... I did n't sleep with, Mom. ``

'' Of course of study you did n't ! It 's not something that needed to be discussed with you guys. Like I said, he was discreet, and then it tailed off and it 's all gone now.

'' I love your father very much. Always have. And I love our life together. I would n't trade in it for the world. '' She was serious, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answer on her activities of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of rose wine, kid. I shit you not. You know this, Dad could be gone on deployments 6 months, 8 months, one time he was gone 11 months. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her crotch on her plate.

'' Well ... shit ... I have needs, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed true. All this time ... '' I did n't say anything snarky, I just waited her out.

'' I kept thinking, he would just belong to me at some compass point. But, he 's up for admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the most part ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The navy blue hero. Shot down bad hombre, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. the Nazarene the Nazarene, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her letters from him from way back. He was apologizing for some adult female named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's split had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my friend you saw today, is another Navy wife. She 's untested than me by a few years, but in the Same boat. We got drunk once and spilled our backbone, our deeply, deep moxie ! And after respective months of talking, we decided to have a petty joint sitting today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first time ? ``

'' We always tell the trueness in this menage ! '' she said.

We looked at each other for a moment, then we both busted out laughing. That was form of our catchword, but turns out it was a bit empty.

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a the true from me. I ... do n't sleep with what to say at this gunpoint. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to digest. But I 'm distressing I judged you so harshly at first. Obviously, that was n't comely, or very nice. ``

We both stood up and went to each other, we had a very nice hug. She cried a little bit on my shoulder, I reassured her that it was okay.

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to present me and gave a agile kiss on the lips.

'' I love you too, Mom. '' And I kissed her back for half a second.

We had a little afters, then I excused myself for the evening as I was very bore. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG TITs and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a weird issue, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some truth to all that Oedipus shit they talked about in my psychology classes ? I searched instead for that gay woman SQUIRT company that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so much that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's form of Wyrd. It 's more that, this is just kind of ... wrong ... on so many stratum, and yet these dame are having such a fucking clap ! They are either some great actresses ( dubitable ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just have sex this dump. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex fiends and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 bit flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't help but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a Quaker, too. Maybe Mom would like to eat that wench 's pussy and whoa ... screwing ... cum flew out of my cock at close to Mach 1 ! I had to keep it 's chief down or that turd would hit me in the eye or even go on the bulwark. It 's happened before, confidence me.

I slept pretty safe that night. I 'd care to assure you about some nutcase sex dreams, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in boulder clay about 10 on Fri. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's abode. But, obviously, when the Captain 's away, the bluejacket will play ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of eggs and bacon and hasheesh Brown. She asked for my service in the garden ; it was time to plant some flowers. In the old flower bed off to the side of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my shipment boxershorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and gloves and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few mo later, wearing some red shortly shorts. And I mean short. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeter passed where her legs separate from her midsection. At least two millimeters past her ... individual area. She also had on one of dads old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the yearn shirt tails and tied them into a international nautical mile in front. This exposed some of her stomach to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a s, I could peek at her bare middle for quite a while.

Wait ! What the fuck was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college skirt ? I was mentally tabulating her assets and was ready to ascribe her a bit ? This is n't right !

I saw the old prime bed and attacked it with my filling and also with a blessed fury. I need to think properly. tidy up up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a turn, I might as well ploughshare it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a darn high number for a forties adult female. fountainhead, fuck you. And the knight you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five invertebrate foot nine. And she had breaking ball, and they were tight. And her skeletal system, while not tiny like a starving poser, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking get laid how big. Is the cup sizing that significant ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. two-fold that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the effective part was her face. Good Kuki with no hang-downs or doubles going on. Nice skin as she kept out of the sun for the about part. She kept her teeth white, which makes one younger looking. But the serious parts were her eye and her grin. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey darn, her eyes lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that meant something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that corking smile, too.

'' Easy tiger, you do n't experience to do it all in one minute, you know ! ``

We got the flatcar out and the topsoil and worked the land together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy sign so Mom always wanted to plant prime to defecate it await courteous. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to works and puddle things maturate. We chatted about all kinds of material, until she brought up a funny subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` oral presentation of masturbation ... '' she let that hang there.

I raised my point up from the power shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her knees with her legs tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to break open a plant flat.

'' I did n't do it we were speaking of onanism ? '' I said. Or asked. Kind of both.

'' I just wanted to let you know that you were the winner. '' She said.

'' I 'm the achiever ? Of masturbation ? ``

'' Oh yeah, you beat your blood brother by a naut mi. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you eff ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty wind sock, crusty old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a female parent knows ! '' There was that smiling again, with the twinkly eyes.

'' wellspring, Sam always was a bit of a pussy ! '' Not really honest. Sam was a tough guy and played college football. But still, he was n't lots with the ladies.

'' It just made me a bit nervous, I thought maybe you were going to turn into a sex freak or something. ``

'' Well, how do you retrieve I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not a good deal of a sex drive. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, morning, noon, afternoon, Night time ... hold ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my rap off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well look at my factor pocket billiards ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have much pick of not being a sex devil. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' fountainhead, Trav. Let 's not make each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

fountainhead she was compensate about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can take it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the trueness in this household'! So no paltering. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the suggestion. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a penalisation, in subject someone loses dominance ... ''

'' Hmmm. Penalty. '' I thought for a few instant. Then I came up with a cracking and terrible idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to have the early mortal see them 'lose'again ? ``

sanctum fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the former masturbate ? I 'm some variety of pallid fucking pup and I do n't sleep with if there 's a Shangri-la but I 'm jolly indisputable there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the former derelicts and deviants and cause of death and --

'' great deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the dirt for a while in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my promontory to try and enamor some child's play. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the root away from some other fucking tree that was invading the flower bed.

'' Foul ! '' Mom called. `` Um ... Un-necessary Buffness ! ``

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no dominion ! It 's jut win or lose, mama ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure to bend my weaponry more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should change by reversal a little Thomas More away from her so I can bend over for her and grab some screw roots.

'' Foul ! '' Mom said again. `` You ca n't bespeak your smelly ass at me ! ``

'' It does NOT smell ! Okay ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me come out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely cheap enough for me to see her. She was teasing some more. `` God damn kid ... show no respectfulness ... put em through college ... they cheat at the games ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up straight and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her munition way up in the air. Her chest swelled to tremendous proportions as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

'' You were mightily, '' she said. `` It 's goddam hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking aspect as she went about her concern like I was n't there. She undid the top release on her old shabby shirt. Then the following. And another one. Christ ! How many push button are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt tail tied in good order at her belly button.
I could now see scupper dumbbell flesh.

cleavage. Lovely, dark, and abstruse. But I have promise to keep. And many day before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my work, trying to hide my rising bungle. I sneaked pinnacle back over my shoulder. Mom was on all fours, moving about, lifting a hand to catch a genus Petunia and office it in the priming. Her breasts swayed back and forth, and they shook and trembled as she moved about the garden.

'' Alright ! '' I yelled. `` Foul ! ``

Mom smiled at me sweetly, her breasts hanging down such that I could see about 47 % of her total tits. Not the mammilla, of course, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, remember ? ``

'' There should be. Illegal move in the ... front ... ''

'' You mean this ? '' Mom shook her breasts.

'' Yeah, that. halt it or I 'll go on smash and imprint a union and picket your household. 'Unfair to workers'. ``

We finished about an minute later. The garden looked very skillful. We did n't, though. Dirty, sweaty, smelly, and there was potting soil all over the walkway.

'' You put away the tools ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hosiery. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hose going, washing down the bricks of all the dirt. I took in the rest of the tools.

'' Hey, '' I said when I came back. `` I 'm going in for a shower. ``

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my invertebrate foot. I had horseshoe on, but they were filthy and soil had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse off my feet off.

'' Okay, stand back. The water supply shoots out pretty hard. '' Always thinking of how to be sound to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the nozzle and sprayed my foundation and got the dirt off. Got the dirt off my shins and calf, too. in force not to traipse all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hosiery and shaft me in the genital organ ! And the chest of drawers and human face ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking water felt frigidness !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash my back.

'' Are you done ? '' I asked when she stopped.

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one more time. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... time lag ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my arms. She 's not low-cal as a plume, but it was n't a problem for an adrenaline and hormonally charged Whitney Moore Young Jr. man.

'' discontinue it ! '' she begged. `` Put me down ! What are you ... no ! Not the kitty ! ``

I unceremoniously threw Mom into the deep end of the pool.

As she came up for air, I did a cannonball right next to her.

Jesus ! I thought the hose water was cold ! We do n't turn on the consortium heater until Memorial Day ! fuck ! We both started to swim to the shallow end, but I was wearing cargo shortstop. The sort with like 17 sac and bull. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely move, and I used to be on the swim team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked hard and caught Mom, gave her a Yankee-Doodle on the leg, and passed her.

I quickly got to the stone's throw and started getting out. I could here Mom sputtering behind me.

'' You dirty, stinky, cheating small whoreson ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of shit ! ``

I turned to facilitate her out so she would n't splay. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my cock. rising slope, that is. Which was n't that big of a problem, except I was standing there in my wet skivvies.

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water, the dusty pee, I could n't contain myself. Her tit had hardened to near diamond effectiveness, and they made trusted everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at to the lowest degree an inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her torso, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh look, there 's even a little mole on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her head back to gather up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous titmouse even more. I was now at wide attention and did n't know what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't dangerous, right ? Is it ? Fuck !

Mom kept up her mirthful tirade. `` piddling rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can matter on that ! Wait until I tell your Father -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to look down and saw my raging hard-on.

'' Tell dad ... what ? Tell him what, Mom ? I 'm thinking maybe we do n't state him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet nipples were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her arms, trying to get over them up. That was funny, because her boobs are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to walk off.

I patted her butt as she walked past.

'' Hey ! '' she cried, still walking away. `` None of that, now ! And no masturbating, either ! ``

'' No paltering ! '' I called to her. She flipped me off.

Well, I thought. That was kind of a fun afternoon.

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this matter back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't need to lose ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm sure enough that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my aliveness. But ... shit ... it was n't all the meter, hardly ever. I just did n't mean of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right-hand now. I got ta fucking authorize my head.

'' Honey ? '' Mom called from the hall. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to cleanse up and do some shopping for some shit. You can go do whatever, but I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. Maybe, Fleming 's ? '' That was a high-end chophouse. The kind where a potato is XII dollars.

'' Yeah ! sure ! Sounds good ! '' I dried my private parts but kept moving. screwing ! I did n't fuck it was this operose not to touch myself !

In my room, I heard the exhibitor go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the instant of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with flame ? This will order. If I go in there, we 'll happen out.

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a fucking pussy.

Then I began to convolute the knob.

Locked.

Fucking bitch ! I thought to myself. She knew ... she knew I would try. Which means ... what ? No ? Never ? Not now ? Go jerk off ? Oh Mom ... you 're a sneaky one.

wellspring, I certainly never got a arduous on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of course. You ca n't encounter Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be ready to entrust around 6:30. dinner party arriere pensee are at 7. Dress kind of nice. Love, Mom.

Mom does n't experience that you do n't take in spell out every Word in a text. Or she does n't believe in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

She came home an time of day or so later. Poked her chief into the study, said 'Hi', and locked herself in her room again. Whatever.

At 6:15, I put on my nice black drawers and a black silk shirt, it 's got some lily-white little paisley action going on over one shoulder. Mom bought it for me at Christmas and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my hair up ... microphone boom. Looking pretty penetrative ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

At 6:30 I hollered up, `` I 'm ready ! ``

At 6:40 I hollered up, `` We 're going to be late ! ``

At 6:43 I hollered up, `` We could probably get a backside at McDonald 's or maybe Burger -- ''

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a black attire and gamy heels. But that 's like saying the Eiffel Tower is a metallic element structure.

This clothes, wow ! Satiny material, mysterious and dark bootleg. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very loaded. Fitted, I guess is the full term. Fitted like a small glove around her voluptuous trunk. You could see some motion in the dress. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the clothes was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some livelihood for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprise. The apparel had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a lilliputian twine of faux diamonds going across the backbone, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's back. The very minuscule of it. the smallest part. What I would call, 'Below the belt'even.

She did a little act for me in the foyer. Her dress flew out a aviate column inch as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark hair done differently, some big curls and waves and flip instead of her usual flat. Dark red lipstick and gorgeous eye physical composition completed her smell. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... mythic ... holy motherfucker ... you do n't look like anybody 's female parent ! ``

She flashed me a demure smile, seductively put a fingertip in her lip, turned halfway and kicked up a heel.

'' Like the shoes ? ``
Black patent of invention leather, stiletto heels, and extra straps that went up her ankle far more than is legal in some southern state. The blackguard were everlasting ; high gear, but not so high as to make one look unintelligent when they walk.

'' holy shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll take one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm serious ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the Explorer. I 'm getting the Jag keys ! ``

Dad 's Jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to drive it. He inherited it from a racy uncle some geezerhood back and he probably put 200 miles a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollar a year on it just trying to keep open it running, too. britt, good people but do n't understand much about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitty. I backed her out of the service department. Mom reached for the door to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her side of meat. Taking her hand, I eased her into the seat.

Revving the engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a dissipated and dangerous drive !

I popped the clutches and tore down the street. 13 proceedings to go ! We screeched and careened and did a duad force playground slide but still made it to the restaurant about ten minute late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right by the straw man door. That 's respect !

The waiting area was crowded, I was trying to check in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some magniloquent asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very meddlesome tonight and we ca n't confine mesa all night ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into sight and held my arm, and smiled her awarding winning smiling at old Fritz. Really, she did win an awarding in 8th gradation for substantially smile. We only tell the trueness ... ok I 'll shut out up.

'' ... but ... you are in chance as a table by the window just opened up. This way, please ? ``

Mom made sure to brush her breast against Fritz a little, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a beauty as this ! You need your money young man !

The waiter came up right away.

'' Good eventide folks ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all pleased with himself.

I spoke very slowly, and very quietly, but with passion.

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, scornful fool ! ``

Mom did a human face palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruckus ensued. Could I report the ruckus ? Not really. Just a bunch of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a Champagne-Ardenne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a crown'that was obviously on it 's way to another table, and various lolly and cast, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much better and kept her shit mouth shut. The early guy was moved across the room so we did n't have to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our orders and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a little bullshit ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

'' Hey, I learned from the skillful. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your mother, then maybe we should sit a minuscule bit closer, do n't you conceive ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped bubbly. in force man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's better. Now we look like a couple. '' And she patted my knee under the table. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the table but I was capable to shut my dazed mouth up just in time.

The dinner was wondrous. The filets were attendant and succulent, the potatoes mythological, and the company was ... Almighty. Mom and I were touching practically through the unharmed dinner. Shoulders, or invertebrate foot, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost born. I regaled her with story of bad daughter friends and bad sex times ; now that we were on a different stage, we could babble out about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The chit arrived, in the amount of forty seven dollars. I protested to Fritz that it was too low, but he insisted. We tipped him and the waitress very well, though.

'' Hey Fritz ? '' I asked as we were leaving. `` Can you recommend any dance stead around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo Lounge ! You can allow your car here and address us to fall get you ! I will phone my Friend at the door, you wo n't waitress in descent. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to leave. She gave him a big hug. A full phase of the moon body hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast mode. He stumbled away, red-faced but smiling.

The Voodoo lounge ... now here was a position. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drunkenness. But Fritz got us set up with a nice footling stall far enough away from the band so we could lecture, but not out in the boonies, either.

The warm-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's pet. Having grown up in her sign of the zodiac, I
knew most of the songs too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in ages ! Please ? ? ? ``

Who could resist ? Not me. The floor was pretty crowded, which was good. We stepped up and got our 'Super monster'on. After a few songs we went back and sucked down some Goose Gimlets.

'' This is ... SO much FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. approve it was pretty loud. She moved in closer to me to verbalize into my ear. `` Thank you so much sweetheart, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', think back ?. Um ... visit me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Dixie ? ``

'' Yes, Dixie ! It 's kind of a slutty figure, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to admit ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you able to not molest yourself this good afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! bull ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very HARD ... but I managed not to. ``

'' Hmmm, too bad. I was variety of hoping to win. ``

holy place shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would have got to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too much mentation ...

'' Let 's dance some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly laughable. But then. One of her favorite Song came on. 'Lady in Red', a slow Song dynasty about dancing with his fan. I was ready to empty the dancing base, but Mom pulled me back.

'' We 're dancing, '' she informed me.

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and throw me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hand on the small of her vertebral column. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right mitt, and we swayed to the music.

'' You 're so beautiful, Mom. ``

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't middle schoolhouse. There 's no chaperon. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a metrical unit apart. I pulled her closer. Her slight, yet intoxicating, scent almost overwhelmed me.

Her bureau bumped into mine. I pulled her nigher still. Her pectus pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my shoulder. With her heels, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to steady her of path. Her thighs pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my little finger down, under her dress. I felt no scanty where there should be some, only a little tiny string.

I was trying to celebrate my enormous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Confederate States of America just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my hand further down the backbone of her garb and cupped a strong ass cheek. My Mom 's warm ass brass. This was it. It 's prescribed. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and ground her pelvis against against my cock.

I pulled my head back to look at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a picayune something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her cervix, just below her rectify ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more small kiss in the general area. Dixie breathed in gruelling, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a lilliputian more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the dancing floor. I whispered into her ear.

'' Confederacy, I want to see you masturbate for me. Would you like that ? ``

There was no move, then a slight, almost detectable nod of her head. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a head nod. I released her right hand so I could put both arms around her waist, and she wrapped her weapon system around my neck.

'' Travis ... honey ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

'' You love me, right ? I mean, for real. Not just 'yes Mom of row I love you'... ''

'' I do be intimate you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my statement with a heavily pelvic thrust. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fuck ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

Suddenly, Katrina and the Waves started singing about walking on sunshine.

'' Let 's sit back down ? '' I suggested. `` But, stay close in straw man of me. This is embarrassing ! ``

We walked off the terpsichore floor, Mom holding my hand and me trailing her very closely. I did n't need everyone to see I had a massive hard-on.

The waitress took our drink order, and Mom snuggled up against me in the small booth.

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a little pat. It throbbed in response to her touch. She kept her hand there. I tried not to remember about it, but ... I caved in.

'' well, no curiosity. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Dixie ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the other bozo checking you out. Some of the little girl, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast into my berm and arm. I swung my disembarrass bridge player over and under the board. I reached up and cupped her other breast, still inside her apparel. I hefted it, checking it 's burthen and size of it. Mmmmmm, very spongy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her nipple rose to greet my ribbon. I tweaked it, rolling it between my fingers. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you folks ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red face, and my handwriting rubbing her big tit. `` wellspring ... I 'll just leave alone these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's neck again, and munched on her pinna. She downed her drinking. All of it.

'' I have to go to the ladies room. '' She looked at me. `` By myself. ``

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and look presentable. It was n't easy. Several minutes went by, I began to get bear on. Ten minutes. well, sometimes there is a line, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two young guys ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shot ! Fuck !

She walked back to our board and plopped down hard next to me.

'' Having fun ? '' I asked, annoyed. `` I 'm not. ``

'' Oh it'ss amercement, '' she said. A niggling slur to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to admit something to you and it is n't loose. '' Mom reached into her diminutive handbag and pulled out a wad of black material.

'' These are my panty ! Or ... well not panty ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to wear anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the secure womanly odors coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to accommodate to you that you won ! I had to go to the ladies room so I could cum and not micturate a mess out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

'' You what ? '' I asked, wanting to be sure. `` You just came ? Here ? ``

Mom smiled a impish smile and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my titmouse in plublic ... plub ... where the great unwashed can see, I 'm going to cum. Every time. ``

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the bill with her recognition card, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get house. But, no.

She was in a hurry to obtain a wastebasket, or a plant life, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got sick the one time, outside the ball club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her elbow room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her shoes, gently, caressing her fundament a little. I eased her out of her clothes, which is n't sleep with easy at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would palpate tomorrow, I hauled her into the water closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink in some water supply and go pee. After several hour, she got down about 12 Panthera uncia of water. The wholly meter she was spouting off `` I 'm pitiful I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm distressing too.

She kind of helped me get her into some silk pyjama, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her side in what 's called 'the recuperation place', so if she gets sick again she 'll be alright.

O.K., yes it did pass off to me to feel her up or finish what she started, but I 'm not actually a rapist. Just a sex-fiend. There 's a difference.

I crawled on top of the cover version next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the next day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the theatre creaking a bit. somebody up the stairs is moving.

I put the Keurig on again. A head peaked in.

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

'' I 'm not sure ... oh good you have coffee, '' she said as she slid into a chair.

'' I 'm ... kind of fuzzy on some thing ... but I 'm pretty for sure I wrecked our night, right ? ``

'' Well, it did n't end with a kick, no. ``

'' So ... I remember Lady In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a public lavatory ? Did I do that ? ``

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a jade. I 'm so sorry Travis, thanks for getting me home plate. ``

'' well, fortunately, we have one car left hand. the Jag is at the eating place and my car is at the workshop. I 'm hoping you can help me get those later today. ``

I filled her in on some of the details as she had her deep brown. She forgot some, and remembered others.

'' Travis. Again. I 'm gloomy. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... whoreson. I 'll just say it. I do n't know what I was thinking lowest dark ... I was ready to, um ... fucking you, and I thought if I got enough alcohol in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really solve out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' fountainhead, Mom, that 's not the simply chance we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right wing thing to do. The minute was right, the time was right, but maybe it did n't happen for a rationality. And maybe it 's for the best. I 'm sorry if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

Mom stood up and went back upstairs. I heard the exhibitor go on.

Deflated, I went to the music room. Yes, the house has a music room. Which is good because we all play around with something. I try to roleplay guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some trivial bands for awhile in my stripling. Growing up with Mom and Dad, music was always around us. And we did n't care what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a match minute, it really helps me to unwind and not cerebrate about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all clean and refreshed. She looked fucking great, actually.

'' Do n't stop, keep open playing. '' Mom always liked my guitar playing. `` Do some oldie ! ``

I picked 'And I love her', an acoustic piece from the Beatles. Mom looked startled, then she settled into it. I followed up with a little classical Gas, then I played some Kentucky cleaning woman, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the cars and some lunch, '' she said right after that.

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't observe the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her white meat, ground my raging cock into her pelvis. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the lady room. Yup, did n't mention those things.

We got home after a couple hours, form of cadence from running around town.

'' Maybe we should outride in tonight ? '' I offered. `` Get some pizza ? We 'll do something special tomorrow for Mom 's Day. ``

I went back on a higher floor for awhile. I had to call back. I was prepare to blast my mom last night, and today, it 's like zilch happened. vertebral column to formula. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a goading of the moment thing ? Random probability ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and big, seriously hot and heavy. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My breathing became ragged, it was like my ancestry was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. Nothing. Ran downstairs, where the Hades is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pond. With a glass of wine. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

'' Oh hey, dearest. Just relaxing a bit -- ''

'' Mom. We need to talk. Now. ``

'' well, sure as shooting honey have a backside -- ''

'' Mom, stand up. ``

'' What 's this all about ? '' she asked, as she stood up.

I bent down and scooped her up in my arms.

'' Travis ! What ... where are you taking me ? Wait ... no ... huh uh ... put me down.. PUT ME DOWN YOUNG MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the stairs before she stopped squirming.

'' So ... we 're ... we 're doing this ? ``

'' Yes Mom. We 're doing this. And we 're doing this now. ``

'' You 're for sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm certain Mom. Or if you want to be Confederate States of America, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her question, but held her sleeve up for me.

'' wellspring then, Travis. Come and give your mom a hug and a candy kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my hand on her nerve, I leaned in and kissed her with all the placate passion I could muster.

Her soft brim yielded to mine. Our lips folded into each other, gently, testing each former. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a little tongue inside her mouth, rubbing it along her teeth. It felt like sparks flew when her tongue met mine. So soft, so wet.

She reached up with her free arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a tenacious meter. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood racing through our body. Our gentle passion turned to angry passionateness. My stimulation was physically apparent to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't want to rush things. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, well-informed woman. You do n't get women like this mundane. I 've had good deal of girlfriend, but not like this one.

Eventually, we broke our kiss and just smiled at each other, both of us breathing heavily.

'' Take me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could peel. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could watch. Of course, she arched her back to thrust out her chest. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly.
I bent down to make off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' eight-spot inches ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' Eight and a half, but who 's count. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a woman 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long sleeve white dress shirt.

'' Is this expensive ? '' I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight.

'' Yes, it 's from Italia. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, release flew and framework ripped. I grabbed it lowly down to rip it open completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial force jobbie, no sum of money of men can rip through these things. I pulled her to a sitting office and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, Saviour ! Three fucking draw ? Finally undo it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her perfect teat. Yes, I saw them the other day for about 3 irregular, but this was dissimilar. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at least half a minute as they heaved with each breathing spell. My cock could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't turn back now, child ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her hips for me.

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her pelvic girdle, revealing a red G-string. I flung the drawers behind me, again admiring the view of my nude mom, save for the little patch of blood-red held be some tiny material.

'' gentlewoman in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's twine broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the sides, her bare slit looked so inviting. I reached over and broadcast her legs, her scent immediately appeared from her now open area.

I had run this through my mind many prison term, how it might go. She sucks me, then I eat her until she orgasms, or the other way, or playing with her tits until she cums or maybe ...

But the look in her eyes said, come and get me, now !

I climbed between her leg, and rested my body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my give mitt and held her cervix, while my right snaked down between our legs and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her ramification, making it well-heeled. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet smudge. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juice all over my mushroom cloud cap.

I pressed in a minuscule, my cock entered her pussy and went in about an in or so.

I let go with my hand and brought it up and held her face.

We looked in each other 's optic as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her pussy. I fucked back and forth a piffling, then just drilled through the go four column inch up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch cock lay abstruse inside Mom 's tight, muggy hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her legs naturally wrapped around mine as we began to make love. Pressing into her, my pelvis mashed into her button. I just pushed for a piece, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my cock down at it 's full depth.

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

'' ahhh ... Travis ... Travis ... ''

And then I started fucking her.

My preferent trick is to rip my cock out most of the way, and then ride it back home. Ok, that 's not a big surprisal, it 's probably every guy 's favorite trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each tedious withdrawal and quick poke back down brought a quick little `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to take a leak for certain I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my thrusts and I tried to practice her through the roll in the hay bed. Last nighttime I gingerly held her tit, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her nipple and pinched her mamilla and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for dear life as I dropped my exit hand down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her butt toilsome, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like animals. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our dentition. My steel stopcock continued pistoning inside her for several minutes. I buried my face in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out weaponry so I could take a good look at her. She cupped her titty and pulled them up so her chin was resting between them.

'' You ... are ... so beautiful ! '' I managed, through the panting.

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... do it me ... fuck me ... fuck your ... mom ''

That familiar belief was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slide both hands under her ass cheek. My good hand went further into her slippery pass. I rubbed her little backdoor for a few here and now, and easily slither my middle fingerbreadth up inside her ass.

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out. `` Cum in me, baby ! ``

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... screw you ... Mom ... fucking ... love you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my get-go squirt Mom 's bitch contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so connected to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one flesh'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, dead spent. Her pussy still contracted in short spasms.

'' Travis, '' Mom whispered. `` That 's the best ... the best screwing I 've ever had. ``

'' Me too, Mom, me too ... ''

'' Lay down honey, it 's okay. '' I rolled onto my back, Mom lay along slope me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you mind ? It feels good to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' We fucked ! I ca n't consider it ! ``

'' I know, baby. You okay ? ``

'' I 'm good. A minuscule fatigue. Give me a couple bit though, and we 'll begin Round Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a cycle Two in a farseeing time ! ``

We kissed and snuggled a bit. Then she surprised me.

'' Maybe this will get you going again ? I 've seen it online, maybe you 'll think it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her puss and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my tummy. Then it poured onto me. With a devilish look on her expression, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her brass into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacancy, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my screwing God, Travis ! I have n't rust a man 's cum in ... old age ! ! Oh god it 's so debauch ! ``
She was rectify. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to full strong point in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the proceeds, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the base, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her glorious knife, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some originative remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a good feeling, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was adept at it, too. solid force per unit area, good tongue action, no teeth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The effective affair about the 'second'erection, is that it takes more stimulation to cum than the first one. I got to delight Mom 's blowjob a thoroughly yearn time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to sleep with that men are visual, so she made sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome tits into child's play, also. She ground them into my second joint, played with them, rubbed them on my cock.

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a charge. ``

'' You do ? ``

'' Yes, I have n't properly been introduced to your teat. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some time with them. If you do n't heed. ``

She smiled her award-winning smile again, and crawled up my physical structure, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my face, swinging it a desolate inch from me. Her glowering teat hung an in or more from her large aereolas, she let it pasture my cheek.

Finally, I could n't stand it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The teat expanded in my backtalk. I opened my lip as across-the-board as I could, trying to draw all of her tit into my mouth. My hands grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the tinker's damn out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck so grueling she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one bosom for minutes, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my fount so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her breast. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a hired hand in her crotch, she 's fingering herself, I thought. Good, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her spinal column. I could then do work on this left tit with a little Sir Thomas More leisure and purpose. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to make it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit flesh, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' Jesus, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten instant of this. `` You really like nipple, do n't you ! ``

'' Am I boring you ? I can stop or -- ''

'' God no ! proceed going ! It 's like the best massage in the domain ! But do n't stir my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful look, then I cupped her pussy mound and fray my palm into her clit.

True to her countersign, she shuddered and came, right then. kind of a belittled one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her wooden leg and slipped my cock inside Mom, unbacked. I hunched over so I could still work on her left bosom. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you help me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her decently one.

I pushed her breast up so she could touch it with her mouth, too. By the way, I continued to fuck her pussy slowly.

'' Really ? '' she asked. `` You do n't think this is ... silly ? ``

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war fighter, a total moron ? He did n't wish this ?

'' No, not silly. It 's fucking hot as hell ! ``

Mom went at her own tit with gusto, just as very much as me, maybe even more. I love seeing a woman make making love to her own tit, it 's so sleep with fascinating.

I pulled my pecker out of it 's dwelling house, but I brought it to a place just as dainty, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the Saame time. The fact that now her cunt juice was on her tit and my pecker only seemed to shake up her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my manus, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit vale. I sat astride her stomach as she grabbed her breasts and held them full, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my rooster entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her marvelous tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my cock head would touch her glossa on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tits like a madman.

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my mouth, or on my face, just cum on me ! Come on, cum for me ! ``

fountainhead, with her encouragement and with that much pressure from her mamilla, I had little choice.

My first cum boom went right into her backtalk, followed by the second. The last few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipples. Mom swallowed down her tons, then she bent her head and licked and sucked all the cum from her tits.

Tired, but excited, I slid down between her branch and breathed in her heady aromas.

A lot of the time, ok almost all the prison term, when I eat out a woman, there 's variety of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my face all over her snatch. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hours. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her thaumaturgy, which was to face up into her eyes. But most of the fourth dimension they were closed or I could n't even see them on report of her teat being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to prevent her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the realisation hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a one-time matter. I do n't sleep together how this will put to work in the future with other people in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umpteenth clip, she coated my side with her female cum.

'' seed here, baby ! '' she said, with her workforce outstretched for me. Grasping my boldness, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my mentum. She lapped up my Chin with her tongue, like a good mommy.

(. Y. )

'' How do you fell about anal sex, Mom ? ``

'' Sure, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm sure we can find some lube or -- ''

'' Travis, darling, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clear'. You ca n't do that if there 's a wagon train in the station. ``

It took me a couple moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for Saviour sake. We do n't want a hit in there ! ``

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the post will be elucidate tomorrow aurora. ``

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my female parent 's Day present to you, an anal attack ! ``

'' I 'd like that, son ! ``

'' So Mom, state me more about this woman the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

'' Yeah, Jeanine. What were you guys going to do ? ``

'' Well ... the Nazarene this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

'' Mom, I 've eaten your pussy. I 've seen you suck swagger. You can tell me about your little 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, O.K.. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our guts one night. And we talked about how squeamish it would be to ingest an climax without being alone all the meter ! We were quite toast, and we said we should aid each other out.

'' day went by, neither of us said another Logos about it. I just put it down as a zany conversation between drunk people.

'' Then ... what was it, Wednesday I dead reckoning, she called me. She was watching some porn and ... she came with me on the phone. ``

'' holy place shit ! '' I interjected. `` That 's hot ! What did you do ! ``

'' I did what any red-blooded female would do. I came too ! ``

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the next day. We were just going to be in the same elbow room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred spirits looking for a little companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine, okay, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very nervous. After our second glass, which polished off the bottle, I took a deep breath and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my sleeping accommodation is connected to the cyberspace, if we wanted to check something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian jet party'. And ... holy shtup. These woman, they were such ho 's ! They were so brassy and forceful and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just nonsensical. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, nobody can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 pes into the air. ``

'' I do n't know what it is, and it looks pudding head. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the word, if it is a word ... Debauched and wrong and tabu, and therefore it was also VERY sexy to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my wearing apparel. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more well-off that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the the true, I 've never seen a get womanhood naked, in my actual presence before.

'' I got, very queasy again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked eubstance. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gallon on the video screamed and sprayed an enormous jet on the other gallon. We remembered why were there.

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our leg and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was Nice. Very nice. To bear a quick consistency side by side to me.

'' But not as Nice as this, of course ! '' she grabbed my flaccid rooster. It tried to react but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a good kisser, I just kind of go all stupid when we kiss.

'' And then what, '' I asked. `` I walked in ? ``

'' Yep. Jeanine had just suggested we swap dildos, which we did. But ... she put the one I just had in my pussy into her mouth. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, kind of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her stuff. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to taste it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to savour it, her. But I could n't bring myself to cross that line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest. ``

I smiled at her. `` Sorry for the lesbo interruptus ! ``

'' We were n't lesbo-ing ! ``

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished business. ``

'' I guess. But, since we 're talking ... what are we going to do ? With ... 'this'... with us ? ``

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really hold a programme. Um, what do you need ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a while at least. ``

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... Sept ? Yeah ? Well, final are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to face him ? And babble out to him on the phone ? And ... a divorce would be so bad for him right now. ``

'' Well, you should n't get divorced, maybe. I 'll be back at shoal, you guys can reconnect, maybe ... I do n't live ... ''

'' Do you require that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to take him take some bluing pills and start fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't know what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so wonderful 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking existent domain reared its slimy head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched cogwheel on her. `` What I do get it on it, we should go for a gracious brunch tomorrow. It might be too late to make reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would recover a tabular array for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she bear kids or what ? Maybe she could conjoin us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The consternation went off at 8:40, William Ashley Sunday dayspring. Mother 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on clock time. I want to be awake and ready. ``

fountainhead, shit, I 'm wake and ready right now ! Let 's go mum !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the good piece of ass I 've given her, and she hides from me ! Ca n't blame her, I guess. She probably needs to get into the wife mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two More sentence last night. Each time seems to be as trade good or better than before. When Mom seminal fluid, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a little fille at Christmastide. then she kisses me so very much ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my stopcock like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her mammilla did n't just jiggle, they seemed to move of their own treaty and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the bath in her robe, an ugly one, but she had her some constitution on and had brushed her hair. I could still see some dried cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` flash ! I need to talk to your Father. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

I just laid there and turned on the TV real number low. One of the Diehard movies was on. Cool.

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more maintenance on her typeface. Plucking her brow or some such shit, I do n't know.

At 8:59, the headphone rang. The sea captain is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net setting and pulled up my favored porn site, and found the Lesbo Squirt party. In lupus erythematosus than a hour I was at wide-cut faculty again. Mom was settling into the telephone call in the swivel chair.

'' Yes, he 's here, '' she was saying to Dad. She swirled around, only to find me stroking my cock and hardcore Mytilene on the cover. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's fine, he 's been a bit of a anovulatory drug, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that stupid girl he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his swiftness ... ''

I thought it was clip I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the phone to her compensate ear. It 's a corded handset because Dad did n't like jail cell phones. So I stood up and stuck my hard dick into Mom 's entrust ear.

She tried to bat me away, but it did n't really work. Still, she was distracted.

'' Yes honey ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the earphone for a bit ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral Johnson 's married woman ? Really ? '' and blah fustian fustian ...

I tried fondling her chest, but she kept tightening her arms to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chairman around so she faced me. I climbed on the president with her, and forced my turncock to her sass. Dad rambled on about naval forces government in Italy as Mom has about a third base of my tool in her mouthpiece. Suddenly she had to spit it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry lamb, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be gravid ! We 'd love to see you side by side month for a workweek ! That 's so awesome ! ``

Mom pushed me hard, I had to get off the chair.

'' Yes honey, he 's right here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so much ... bye love ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

commodity God, I 'm right here ! But she had to make it look unspoilt. She waited a few bit, then handed me the phone.

'' Hey Dad ! Happy female parent 's Day ! ... yeah you too ow fuck ! I mean, sorry, I kicked the hot seat with my toe ... ''

In reality Mom had taken my rooster and bent it downwards. When it 's this hard, it does n't deflect downwards.

'' So you 're coming home soon ? ... that 'll be cool ... maybe you can learn me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a orchis into her lip. Jesus of Nazareth that feels nice.

'' Yeah I 'm taking guardianship of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's boss ! ... have intercourse you too. ``

Mom could secernate we were getting done, so she ran into her bathroom and locked the door. Shit !

'' Open up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's Mother 's Day ! mamma needs her present ! ``

Her muffled voice replied, `` Go away, get dressed. We 're going to brunch with Jeanine. ``

Oh yeah ! Ok then, down boy.

(. Y. )

Jeanine, Mom, and I sat down promptly at 10:30 for the fabulous Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his efforts to ensure we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the other night, ASKED if there were any mother demo before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first marriage but her husband 's irregular. A commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's house this morn. Jeanine was to pick them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in kind of my generation. piffling myopic, little trimmer, smaller breasts but very buoyant, short blonde fuzz. Like Mom, however, she was a sweetheart, no dubiety about it.

Both ladies had on very tight wench. Mom had a nice cashmere jumper which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the musket ball rolling. It was n't too hard, we
already had two buck's fizz in us.

'' Well there 's this accompaniment group, a forum, for navy blue wives. You go online and type material about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help individual else who needs a hand. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gallon local to a base can help each other with baby-sitting, doctor 's fitting and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about stuff, then met in person to talk about thing we did n't need to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the other day ... ''

'' Oh, do n't care about it. It 's fine, really. ``

'' Can ask you a personal interrogative, Jeanine ? Are you planning on staying with your hubby ? ``

'' Absolutely ! I love him to expiry ! But ... he knows I need to have some contact once in a piece. He does n't mind as long as it 's just girls and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the festival when he comes home ! ``

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd wish to expend the rest of the day at our firm ... ''

Jeanine did this niggling smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a dominion. I do n't like it, but it 's all or zip. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, Mr, ca n't touch me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't tinge you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, dejectedly. But Mom was so looking forward to this. `` But, I can be nearby ? ``

'' Sure, you can be two column inch away, you just ca n't impact me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The rest of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cunning narrative about me and all the bonehead things I 've done over the years.

The mammy had many Thomas More mimosas, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school lady friend, and getting all touchy feely like women do. But there were looking at, and lingering workforce, and little caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how heavily and fasting Jeanine 's No-Touching rule really was.

We finally got up to pass on, both gal kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more shocked than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to do with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her breasts pressed into me nicely. I winked and told her we 'd see her again sometime.

'' All of you ? Or just you ? '' she asked, smiling. Mom grabbed my handwriting and whisked me away.

For the drive base, Mom sat in the back seat while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't know why for a couple minute, but then it became apparent ; Mom wanted to rub down Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a slight `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the fundament. I looked over at a red brightness to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's leftfield chest. Jeanine leaned back, her eyes closed.
Then they fiddled with the seat and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's bosom. outset over her shirt. I had to swerve respective times to stay on the route as Mom 's hands deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

trumpet honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her chest, still connected but out of the way now. Jeanine just moaned softly.

We were almost family when Mom took off her own jumper. I hoped no taller cars or motortruck came alongside, they would have a beneficial view for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out movement. '' I said to nonentity. The girls were lost in their little dreamworld. I put the garage doorway down and had to root for Mom out of the car, she did n't want to go away Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a courteous vodka tonic, with not much tonic. I figured I could n't bear on, but I could look on ! I headed upstairs.

The gallon were on the bed, but they still had their skirts and shoe on. No tops, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's booby. I know the touch sensation ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand apparent movement of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, heedful not to touch the treasured Jeanine. I brought my hammer to Mom 's back talk, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her look. `` Oh my god, you hombre were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one thing to discover about incest, quite another to actually see it. She went back to sucking on Mom 's tit, but kept looking up at the blowjob action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my stopcock totally enjoying the flavor and the panorama of another woman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to last out line up all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the position zipper, then shimmied out of her annulus. Her white-hot garter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bestow panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to accept her here and now of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine unmake Mom 's annulus and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothing today, what 's with these char today ? Ca n't seem to remember anything ...

'' seed and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a while. '' And I moved away on the bed a short to dedicate them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her breast into Mom 's pussy as she went past. She climbed up past Mom 's breast and got to her face where they kissed for several bit ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussy was the right way in social movement of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could smell her from here.

She straddled Mom 's face and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting tongue and mouth. I moved around to get a best facial expression. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her 1st ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing moment until she was eating out Jeanine like there was no tomorrow. Jeanine was loving it, I loved watching it. Although it was hard not to advert Jeanine. Her tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass face and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the bulwark with her decoration as she came violently. Her whole trunk shook and trembled as she screamed `` Fuck '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's look ; all covered in girl emollient and this vast smile on her brass. I went to Mom.

'' Hey no tuching ! '' said Jeanine, suddenly untrusting of me.

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to lick up some of your puss succus. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's mouth and kept the eternal sleep for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still slit succus. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her length from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's promontory so she could see better, and I massaged her tits for her.

'' Can you think this, Mom ? ``

'' No ! Not really ! This has been a very undecomposed weekend ! ``

'' She 's licking your pussy, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking fantastic ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guys doing to me ... I 'm such a slut ! ``

I reached over to the nightstand and found a vibrator, I handed it to Jeanine. She used it swiftly and delicately. I tried taking mental notes as char seem to eat pussy unlike than men, or at to the lowest degree unlike from me.

Mom 's breathing deepened, then quickened as her orgasm approached. I pinched and pulled her mamilla, thinking it might help. It helped me, anyway.

'' motherfucker yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

Jeanine drank down all of Mom 's stuff, then pulled off and smiled up at us.

'' Pretty soundly ? I 've never done that before ! ``

'' You 're awful ! '' Mom answered.

'' But I thought, '' I countered. `` I thought you fooled around with girls before ? ``

'' wellspring, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touching. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

Well, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging turncock needed some activity today, now. I 'm the Man of the House, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a sixty-nine stead. But not the well-disposed, on all quatern way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her ramification over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a little work to position myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with more than one former person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's snatch was so wet and slipperiness, My rooster just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was loose or anything, but I was so hard and her cunt offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sweet base ... '' I mused as my shaft sank completely into Mom 's puss.

'' Be it ever so modest ... '' Mom said.

'' Dares mo tempo ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her oral cavity stuffed with pussy lips and, if I was n't mistaken, my clod were hitting something back there. Her nose, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my musket ball were dragging on something ! The thought of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock poking ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breathing time. `` This is now ... my favorite piece of tail position ... of all clock time ... fucking holy bastard ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't contract and just rested her head on the air force officer 's wife 's cunt.

I had a clutches on Mom 's hips, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

'' Ow ! What was that ... oof ... for ? ``

'' requital, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' Payback 's a bitch ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass brass was turning gracious and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' interruption

SPANK !

'' fountainhead you probably should possess ! ``

Both Jeanine and Mom laughed, their trembling felt thoroughly on my rooster as it kept up it 's unappeasable attack.

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah Mommy ... yeah ... ooh yeah ma ... ``

'' Travis child ... bonk me ... so good ... fuck me ... fuck your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your adulteress ... Fuck your tight loose woman .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the point of no return, a few more seconds of this and I would be done.

'' I 'm going to cum, Mom ! I 've got to cum ! ``

'' Do it baby ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty slit ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The blowup ripped through me as I drove my cock as hard and deep as I could into Mom 's twat. My throbbing rooster loosed jet after rattling spurt deep inside her. It was like shooting petrol into the lava, though. So sleep with hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus of Nazareth and the holy fucks as she came.

I do n't hump what was happening to Jeanine down there, was she she drowning ? I pulled out to check on her.

The bit my shaft came out, my spermatozoon followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

'' Mom ! She 's eating it all ! ``

'' Jeanine, relieve me some ! '' begged Mom.

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the rest in her mouth. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and fall and get some.

Mom spun around and she and Jeanine kissed a cummy kiss.

I lay back on the bed, and then Mom came and kissed me with a slight bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After respective minutes of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

'' No, do n't get up ! I 've got to get the tike. And ... it 's your extra day, Cheryl. ``

We were disappointed, but at the same fourth dimension it was form of decent just to be alone with each other. Jeanine let herself out.

I rolled on top of Mom and we kissed. And we french kissed. And we soul-kissed. And we kissed for many long minutes, not just a few moments.

I only broke the kiss to go to her nightstand and get out some Astro-Glide I had seen earlier. I fully lubed up my cock. Jesus, I had never used this before. It felt great !

'' Where are you going with that matter ? '' Mom asked.

'' Hows the train schedule ? '' I asked.

'' The tracks are clear ! '' Mom said, and she spread her pegleg wide for me.

I dribbled some of the lube from the bottle right onto her niggling brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lubricate into her left-hand hand. She used that to pass my putz in the right direction.

My cock hit a bulwark. No postponement. There 's a footling indentation in this paries. I pressed a little ... the roughness let me make a motion forward ...

I locked eye with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to scatter her ramification wider.

With a sudden release of tenseness, my prick head poked through her sphincter muscle. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

With slight thrusts, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty body. Mom grimaced a couple fourth dimension, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lube overcame the rubbing and down I came.

eight-spot and a one-half column inch of cock, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been eld ... before I married your Father-God ... that anyone has done this. To me. ``

'' You like ? I do ''

She nodded. `` I do ! It 's so wrong ... this is all so wrongly ... but I like being a slut ... I 've pushed it

down so long ... it 's Nice to let my gross out out ! Thank you, Travis. I love you, honey. ``

I could n't think of anything else to say, except

'' Happy mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )