My name is Scott, I 'm 23 this class. I 'm pretty normal, 5'10 and 170 pounds. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a framework anytime soon. I 'm pretty nerdy I guess but that 's in these days for some odd understanding. I work at Telecom company as an engineer. I skipped a grade in high school and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon commencement exercise.

This week is a Three day holiday and so I decided to visit home ; it 's been almost three months since the last prison term I went domicile. My parents live only an 60 minutes or so from the city but with study and life I guess I have just been lazy. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight month, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the human relationship serious enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do expert with commitment. I am not a role player but I just seem to not 'fall in lovemaking'or whatever hoi polloi seem to do these Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. I blame the internet and porn obviously for my discontentedness with romance.

It was a nice morning when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't have a big house just a three sleeping accommodation, two bath, and two stories. They moved recently claiming `` with all the small fry out of the business firm we do n't need all the space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a generation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the door I could n't help find my female parent bent over in a stretch reaching her toes. She was wearing gray yoga pants and a really compressed tank top ; tit testing the textile threshold. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibility and the way her drawers were hugging her butt so firmly, the tone down lather position soaking her legs and chest. My female parent Giselle is n't a thunderbolt by any means, she 's a typical association football mom I suppose who happened to age better than most woman. She never really did drugs or hummer, moderate juicer but does n't like beer. I guess she took care of her wellness and it shows. She is n't very marvellous coming to just my shoulder joint, long gloomy pilus currently tied in a rump, nice wide nipper bearing hips and perky small pinhead. But that posterior, especially in those bloomers ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her stage now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't sleep with if she was doing yoga or roof of the mouth or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my headland though I was thinking that 'the conception of yoga pants might be the unity expectant affair in the last-place century'.

'' No I 'm just doing light-colored exercises to preserve my old bone from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guy in their 20s tend to swing towards elder womanhood and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to Cy Young girls, funny that.

'' wellspring I feel old, descend give me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and twine my arms around her in a big hug and I could n't assist but feel excitement in my groins. She smelled like flowers, lather, and for lack of a skilful word 'sex'. She smelled like sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to keep from having a full-of-the-moon hard on right there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still dormancy, he got home late last Nox. My sire John is a airplane pilot so he works at weird minute and is gone almost of the time. `` What are your programme with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't bed, I do n't really have anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really stimulate any friends here. '' It was true, being the genius that I am I breezed through high shoal without ever making any permanent Quaker and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the current friends I have now were back in the city.

My mom stops and wipes herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a beverage. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vineyards with wine and music, dad was opine to take me but he got called in this weekend and will have to leave again when he wakes up. You probably do n't want to hang up out with your old mom though justly ? on your mini vacation ? ``

My plan were going to just do laundry, eat some home preparation and jerky off on the couch all weekend, maybe watch a movie. `` sure mom, it 's a date then '' smiling my nigh charming son smile. `` I have n't seen you in a patch and have n't been to wine res publica in forever it sounds fun. '' I did desire to get out to the wine country but not for the intellect my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favorite matter there. wine-colored and married sometime women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the craftiness and poppycock ? '' My mom looks really commove, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of course mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' Good, I thought I was going to birth go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a tinge of sadness. `` well I 'm off to take a rain shower now, make sure enough you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstairs and I glanced one Sir Thomas More prison term at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in bout. I guess this is n't the first time I have looked at my mom in a sexual way. I 'm pretty much a downright pervert have always been since I discovered porno long ago during puberty. Growing up spending nearly of my clock time with sis and mom, dad gone all the time will hit you agnize quickly what equipment the opposite sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another write up. I am not a mama 's boy but I am my mom 's favored we did n't contend the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two twelvemonth untried than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in fuss with dad.

It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my whisker as he set his bags down near the room access. We had quick words exchanging the requirement enquiry into job and animation and he was off without even eating tiffin. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said `` So when do you want to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the good morning mom, we can do wine taste and snatch tiffin someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smiles. She has this glow about her and I wonder why she 's so excited about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the prime and grape field of operations ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her typeface and she seems lost in her excitement.

The rest of the day went by in a flash, my mother left to go shopping for a new getup. I did some laundry and task around the theatre and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with agitation about her new outfit. She then put her handbag into her way and came down to make dinner party. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen humming and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is dwelling house with her because she is usually alone and misses being able to falsify for Thomas More than herself. It was at this point that I realized just how a great deal my dad works and how lonely my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassure hug and kiss on the cheeks which she was all too happy to return. Dinner was unspoiled, obviously reasonable but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's preparation again. I told her she can go get gear up for bed while I cleaned the peach. About an hour later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty close try-on as I can see all the curves and contour of her shapely adult female body. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her stage were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my promontory and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than formula. mustiness be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming mugs and set them on the coffee table. She seemed oblivious to the facts that her robe parted inappropriately richly up and I can almost see her pantie as she folded her legs under her. My jeans are uncomfortably tight in the front at this point in time as I just sat there and stared between her legs. Her legs themselves were burnished and shine, I wondered what they felt like. `` Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting stale. '' I snapped out of my fantasy and looked into her eyes wondering how long she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to look occasional as I sipped my tea but I can feel her centre still on me, face deadpan. `` Your ramification are really beautiful and unruffled mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't get to but I bought a really nice dress and wanted to bet good tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and rosiness. I 'm not certainly what she thought about my nonchalant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and itch her stage a little with a low moan.

'' What 's awry ? '' I asked to recrudesce the silence.

'' Oh nothing just a lilliputian sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, stretch them out over my legs '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her human foot. As she stretches out and lays her human foot on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her head on the arm rest. I began to massage her ft and calves.

She lets out a moan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so commodity ''. I see that she has her eyes closed and a arm resting over her eyes. I snuck a peak up her legs into her crotch and see that she 's wearing red panties. As I work into her metrical unit and lowly legs her thighs rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her right foot and carefully began to slightly rub my full hard on gently. I do n't think she notices, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her feet across my lap and scooted into her more and slowly start to rub her thighs. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my fingers into her legs all the while sliding up. I ran my bridge player under her legs and squeeze ever so slightly right below her ass. All the while she has her eyes closed and making pleasance noises quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like eternity and at the Lapp sentence not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a hanker clip. Taking in her sassing and slender neck, down to heaving chest and slightly opened gown revealing her glistening pep pill white meat. My massage/grope had slid her gown up to a cluster at her ass and I can see the lacey red panties and pretend out her swell womanhood. My hand instinctively moves towards her crotch slowly as if I were in a enchantment. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her robe down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must have fallen asleep, my consistency spirit so relaxed. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her arms over her head like a cat and I marveled at her curves. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't persist up too latterly I want to will in the morning. '' she said and walking towards the step, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zipper had come down and a protrusion was clearly detectable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her doorway shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet place on the shock. I bent down to look penny-pinching and took a sniff, musky ; the scent nearly drove me crazy. I reached down and wipe it with my digit and tasted it. I closed my eyes and imagined a unhurt mouth good of that sweet ambrosia. Then it occurred to me that my mom must have gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing affaire as lots as I need it. Then I look at my severely pecker and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop computer out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a porn about an older woman ( much like my mom ) needing to gratify herself anyway she can. I had my phone on and stroking myself under the sheets engrossed into my reprobate mentation of my mom needing to satisfy her motivation when my mom 's fountainhead popped around the door. I did n't hear her come in as my phone were drowning out all phone. I quickly pulled my hands up and my phone off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a petty smile on her and a tinge of a rosiness. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had plenty blankets. ``

'' I 'm fine mom. '' I said a little flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well good night ! '' my mom responds a little too chipper. As she closed the threshold I decided to just go to catch some Z's. I 'm thinking in my head that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the first clip she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage days. At to the lowest degree I handled it a little ripe than those days.

In the morning we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my female parent was wearing her new outfit ; a white sundress with a floral blueprint of green. It was quite low on her humble flyspeck breast and rode up almost to ass at the underside. She had her haircloth draped over her articulatio humeri and had on matching heels. Her make-up was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't retrieve I ever seen her habiliment something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awing and that she will definitely turn some drumhead at the festival. She giggled and smiled and said I was being angelic but I could tell that she loved the compliment.

The parkway was n't long, about 40 minute but with all the multitude going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and folk and listened to medicine. But as we were coming to a occlusion in dealings she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't have one and that my last-place girlfriend broke up with me and the reason why.

'' Are you happy with just these flings ? '' my mother ask tilting her caput towards me.

'' I 'm felicitous just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't mind just meeting women and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at to the lowest degree one of us is ... .. '' so illumine I almost did n't hear it. I turned to wait at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own world. Her brass was one of sadden resolve. I did n't be intimate what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to answer but she started telling me how a great deal my dad worked. She said that when he comes home he is too tired and wo n't sacrifice her the love she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some affaire for years. `` I have forgotten what a man 's touch tone like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my heart earreach and seeing her like this. I reached my handwriting out and grabbed her pocket-size men. I decided today I was going to cheer her up. I told her that today she should just reckon of me as her date not her son. She seemed to be amused by that idea and said `` ok dear, I ca n't remember what to do on a date but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the best date ever. '' It felt weird calling my mom by her epithet but I was going to play this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my hired hand up to kiss it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm dangerous mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot woman I somehow found the nerve to ask on a appointment ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilish smile.

'' Oh I do n't get it on about hot but I do take to say I have such a fine-looking engagement. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As traffic thinned out we eventually reached one of the wineries and as we both started to walk towards the beguiled my mom puts her arms around my back. I gave her a grinning and put my work force on her shoulder and we went in. That afternoon we spent a great amount of sentence consuming wine and little snacks. We had lunch at a belittled Bistro that my mom said that she loved the terrace. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching cipher serious just an arm or a leg, neck and back. I forgot all about the former women there, my mom was amazing when she is in her ingredient and I think the wine-colored helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would redden, smile, and labour her hairsbreadth out of her eyes blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost abuse forward to kiss her a few times but I caught myself. My mom was intelligent and her wit was just as sharp and sassy as any girl I flirted with back in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking bridge player in hand along a grove of olives just out back from a vineyard. By this time I think we each had almost a bottle of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really felicitous drunk but still ripe before I lost complete control. I think my mom was there as well as she was all smiling and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and whisper in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobes. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the Hill noblewoman ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the Hill ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 year old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 year old I ever bent over and sleep together silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 twelvemonth old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a girl catching her swain in a accidental admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my spunk and soul. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your cock and balls ! '' and she burst out laughing at the look on my face hearing my mom talk like that. I could n't help laughing with her. The dirty minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all honesty that any guy youthful or old would be drooling over a chance to be with you ! ``

'' fountainhead thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those guy rope ? '' She said one brow going up. I can tell she was feeling the effects of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would bang her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine too, I was getting too tidal bore. But I see her reflexion over my admittance and she seems to give gone into her own world before turning walking towards the building that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a niggling before we drove home but I was wrong. Mom wanted Thomas More vino and I could n't stand sharing a bottle with her as we had a nice dinner of Lamb and desegregate vegetable. We shared ice cream for dessert and I could n't keep my mind clean as I watch her slurp vanilla ice cream from a spoonful, glossa flicking away. I could just suppose that clapper on my cock and felt a rise in my gasp. She seemed to notice me looking and smiled. I wondered what that grin was for ... ..

As we left the restaurant my mom said `` I do n't recollect we should be driving habitation in our condition. '' I glanced at my lush mom and thought that the cab dwelling house would cost too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next room access we should unwind and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a elbow room. As it happens that the festival was in full swing the only way they had was a one bed suite. I got it without advance contemplation.

The room was skillful, a picayune old and old manner but at least it was clean. My mom was lying on the bed on her back and I can see her skirt rag up substantial far. I could n't help but just want to leap on her and outrage the netherworld out of her but that was crazy thinking. She seemed to still be in a playful mood and coyly said `` Is this part of the escort too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college slattern. '' She rolled the concluding parole 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironic if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were easy. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my scanty ? '' I 'm not exactly sure how much of her was joking and how much was the wine-colored but it got me hot. But we both can palpate the tension in the air.

'' You 'll find out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have nothing to recede. Except my sanity, maybe my relationship with my mother, a fate on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My cock was in the driver seat now. I walked over to her and straddled her knees to both side of her hips. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my eyes and I could n't quite say what I saw ; lecherousness, trepidation, amusement, and maybe a little bit of fearfulness. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't desire to wreak make believe play date anymore so I leaned close to spike and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so amazing yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to make you blank out about all your harm just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her epithet snapped her out of her role gambol but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not sure as shooting what you mean sweetie. '' She said a little afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to trust me, that I never want to hurt you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and intrust me ? '' I was close to losing my resolve as I saw her stare right into my optic and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with eyes closed and shaking in prevision. I started with her feet like the night before, rubbing them but this time I brought them to my mouth and started kissing her toes. She gave a quick jerk when I put them in my mouth but settled into a low grumble. I kissed my way up her branch and I can see her deal were poised to push me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to catch my face away when got to her inner thighs but she slightly opened her branch instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner thighs right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her back and moaning quietly.

I could sense her getting wet, it was heaven, like an habituation It drove me to kiss and thrash her leg harder. With my hands I pushed her chick up around her shank exposing her lacey black thong, I was expecting something more materialistic but was n't disappointed in the visual sense. I just looked for a while before putting my backtalk directly over her pussy, it was n't ho-hum or quixotic but urgent and primaeval. I had a delegation and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my tongue into the fabric hugging her lips and pushed my tongue into her along with panties. They were soaked before joining with saliva but now they were thoroughly wet. I can palpate her tense up and she brought her hands to her back talk to stifle a cry of pleasure. In one Sceloporus occidentalis drift I brought both my hands to her panty waist and pulled them down and around her ankles. Well I thought there 's one enigma solved, she definitely shaved last night. She kicked them off with easiness and I went back between her legs. As my lingua parted her mouth and lapped up her button she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her hired man were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` commit me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her hands on the book binding of my head instead. I was in full sex mode now and was going at it hard with my tongue as I brought my hand and slid two fingers in facing up into her really wet kitty-cat. I began rubbing them side to side slowly at first but began gaining in stop number as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her hips into my grimace. As I can feel her juices building up and swelling I began to shove my fingers deeper in and out. She fell quiet not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a hint and hollo `` Oh doodly-squat, I 'm cumming ... ..oh dump. '' Her body starts to convulse and I see that her eyes are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her skirt. I moved up her body trying not to vex whatever orgasmic realism she was in at the moment and started to snuggle her cervix softly. She wrapped her weapon system around me and I slowly started to unzip her frock on the position. Once it was all unzipped I started to rise off of her and pulled down her dress exposing her cute trivial white meat. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to lick on her tit and she jerked every time put my mouth around them and sucked. I kissed all over her trunk from neck to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her brass.

She had such a meet reflexion on without any hint of judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a candy kiss and she kissed me back. I lour and hovered over her mouth, her tap lips slightly ajar and I can see her perfective white teeth. As I hovered I licked her lower back talk quickly and again. She moved her head up to try to catch me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my prompt glossa darting in and out, sometimes lapping her down in the mouth lip sometimes amphetamine lip. She seem to grow tired of the game and used her bridge player to pushed my face into her in a passionate kiss, both our tongues working to subdue the other. I ran my hand down her soft body and grabbed her ass and pulling her stage up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet lips between her wooden leg and she let out a breather. She reached to rip my shirt over, only pausing in her kisses to pull my shirt over my heading.

Then she reached down and unbutton my pants and slowly stuck her hand into my pugilist. As her finger tips grazed the tip of my hammer I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her finger's breadth down my barb and cupped my balls and indorse up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her recollective enough to pull my pant and drawers down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a kick out watching me fumble and let out a short laugh. All I could do is smile seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to have vanished as we stared at each other and the populace seemed to kibosh. Like the touch you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer body experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right at her and her proclivity on her elbow enjoying the sight of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to climb her missional and thrust myself deep inside her but as I got between her ramification she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my pecker in her correct hand and brought her mouth on it. The instant warm suction that I experience was so great that I shot out a crew of incoherent string of curse word I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going deeper and gagging a little. I never knew she had the skill but I guess you learn something workaday huh.

I wanted cypher more than to cum right then into her mouth but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and delicious pussy. I pushed her off and had her turn over on all fours. I put a pillow under her belly and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her prissy knit cocksucker. I wondered if anyone has ever had the pleasure of that beloved muddle. I reached down and opened her buttock panoptic with both my hands and adhere my tongue in her ass. She cried out but put her head down on the bed and started making lowly yipping noises. I pushed my natural language in and finally got the tip into that tight vise of a gang. She moaned and I heard her own versions of incoherent sentences.

Not being able to baulk anymore I brought my cock and rubbed her slippery slit getting both our juices mixed and slid in slowly all the way until my balls hit her clit. I began slowly move back and Forth pushing down on her depress spine and squeezing her ass cheeks. As I got into a more faster calendar method I stuck my finger into her asshole and she started thrashing around lost in her orgasm. All I could hear was grunts and groan muted by the fact that her typeface was buried into the sheets. Her toes curled and her manus were grasping the flat solid for purchase. I took this moment to really start pounding her. I grabbed her pelvic arch and started going for broke trying to smash as unvoiced as I can into her ass, our stage were dripping with succus running down. Shortly after trying to break off my mom 's hips I screamed out in pure bliss as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her cervix. I collapsed on top of her still inner and reached to pull the now soaked pillow from under her. As our bodies meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our sweat I reached with both helping hand and took both her mitt and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her bosom. After a while my cushy turncock slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her pussy. Not wanting to make a motion but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her eye were closed. I wiped my prick with one towel while I held the other. I moved to her English and began to clean the outside of her pussy, pegleg, and belly. I pushed the towel under and told her to raise her hips up a little and she did. Using my two finger I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that much before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to wipe my fingerbreadth clean she grabbed my men and brought my fingerbreadth to her backtalk and sucked my digit clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the entirely matter I heard.

My head was totally give out, that was the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my aliveness and I 've watched a lot of dirty shit ; cleaning woman eating creampies were some of them but to take in my mom do it with my own cum was mind blowing.

I just stood there with my fingers in her mouth and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my work force and reached out and pull me onto the bed. Lying down future to her she moved and cuddled up next to me and without saying a 1 word went to sleep. I must have been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her eubstance I fell into a recondite slumber.

In the daybreak I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked succeeding to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out out about the import of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more depressed. I got up took a cascade to wash off all the awkward sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to call her on my phone my mom came in the door.

'' Morning, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning sweetie ... ..I just went for a base on balls, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't appear any different but she could be just hiding it like a master spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you want to just go home ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go home, I 'm not that hungry unless you are ? '' Playing it nerveless, even though I was dying to talk about what we did hold up night.

'' Ok hun, did you need me to aim ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a maternally way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my fingers I thought darkly.

'' I can drive, prepare ? '' I replied. could n't avail but glint at the bed one last time before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way home there was n't much conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our strenuous activity. She slept all the way dwelling house and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm sorry steady but I must of been more wear upon than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a good son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to take aim a shower offset then I 'll prepare lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to venture like nothing happen then I wo n't wreak it up. Not yet at least.

That whole day nil seemed out of the ordinary, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the eve back to the city and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the doorway. `` steady ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a twain of minutes. She seems to have found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually broach the topic of our incestuous night. I know I should have just said 'you 're welcome'and be active on but I was kind of hurt. I did thought there was something exceptional between us beyond a son relieving some sexual foiling from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for cobbler's last night, it 's been so long since I felt like a desirable woman, let alone a lover. I hope it was n't weird for you or anything ? If so I have the healer routine on speed dial for both of us. '' She said with a queasy chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an embrace. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulder and pulled her into a candy kiss. She was reluctant at initiative, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her natural language into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll call you again. '' With a vicious smile I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of sass. All I could do was gag but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a dirty money call now or something ? '' she said this patch flipping her hair and simulation to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would get laugh but I was too shocked.

'' Sweetie I have cable and pile of time to see. Why do you think you smiled so much utmost night. Oh and do try to come household more often ok '' She said with a evil grin of her own as she walked out of the elbow room swaying her pelvic girdle leaving me truly befuddled and superintendent horny.

After that weekend I made sure to call home Sir Thomas More and more .