I sat my naked ass on the stool beside the dressing table and picked up Mom's hoy. My cock was wilting as I touched the fire to my cigarette.
To me, the slew of my cum leaking from my mother's Dubya covered snatch, was one of the most pleasing things of my stallion life.
The only when affair that would have made it better is if she'd been as excited about it as I was.
Her engagement had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all night. That lilliputian Theodore Harold White stream was the third load I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get number four before she would originate coming out of it.
This was the ninth or tenth prison term I was able to pull off the Lapplander effort, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each clip, she had refused to date the ‘ wrongdoer'again.
Now, we'd have to find her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to knock off numeral four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last flow, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, legs spread, and in a pool of cum.

shtup was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one woman I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still asleep when she tapped on my door and told me the coffee tree was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the tangible ground she was needing her rain shower so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me home last Nox ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the taste of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely call up getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me blind drunk, stick by their putz in me and cart ass."
She put my coffee mug in front of me and hugged me to her big tit. I wanted to suck them right thru her slight mansion coat, but I settled for a nestle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can facilitate you find a really dear guy ; one who will treat you with a picayune respect."
She patted the top of my header and told me she'd be rightfulness back. When I heard the lavatory door close, I adjusted my boxers so my rising cock wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my cock while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an idea. Why don't you and I have a date dark ? We can eat out, maybe go to a club ; trip the light fantastic toe a little, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my head, again,"At to the lowest degree I know I can depend on you to regale me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the tinker's dam floor and fuck her, correctly then. It's a skillful thing the board hid my intemperately on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the framework. When she turned her taut ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our eggs and 1st Baron Verulam. I'm surprised she didn't hear me groan with pleasure and relief when I pumped my warhead into the toilet. One shot missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my breathing returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to contrive drinking and drugs, so I could fuck her all night long, again. But… I had all day to reckon about it. ************
The steaks were medium rare and tender. The salad was crisp, covered with the delicious, hot, star sign dressing with bacon minute and tiny firearm of radish. The baked potatos had some steak sauce mixed with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one glass of red wine, but limited herself to that single shabu.
It was going unvoiced to slip the sweetheart anovulant into her deglutition unless she got tipsy ; to the point in time she wouldn't pay much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Onion Club for two 60 minutes or more. She had several bozo ask for her company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my precious son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my attention tonight."
She gave me a twinkling and a grin each time she sent a suer away. Her centre rarely left our table and she would pat my hand often as we sat between dance.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcohol before I talk about that turd,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decision to go brightness on the booze tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go home and I'll tell you some affair, once we get out of these fancy apparel. You're 22years old, now, and there's plenty of story you need to have intercourse about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the lounge in my lather when she came down the stairs in the see-through night-robe. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you call back ? Do you like it ?"
"Shit, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"aspect, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on cigarettes and pinches the ends together. I spotted it first about three dates ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each time I woke up in a puddle of cum. The secondly metre, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this morn, there it was again. You've been filling my old snatch every clip I come home base drunk. fountainhead, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My brainiac was immobilise as her big tits swayed in front of me while she stepped out of her step-in. I raised my hips so she could root for my fret bloomers off. When she saw my hard peter standing at aid, she gave it a quick kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her brownish mammilla to me.
needle to say, I popped my nuts in lupus erythematosus than two hour. She didn't have a fortune to turn on long enough to ingest an orgasm, but she assured me the nighttime was young… and there were many, many nights to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, earlier ; I hope you don't brain that I pull on your putz while I tell you some matter. In fact, whenever you get quick for More pussy, we'll take a rupture from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. gramps was a crabby ol'shit and made Mom start sucking his cock when she was still very Cy Young,"He'd snap hands full of my hairsbreadth and force me to gag as I swallowed his cruddy loads. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his front-runner way to humiliate me. He'd tell me that women were made for sucking, fucking and having sister. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many clip I've thanked the powers above that he never got me significant. He finally fell dead one night, while his dick was in my mouth. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't remember if I had ever kissed my mother's lips or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked body to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My hired man roamed her firm body while hers stroked my cock. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into place. Her legs paste and my heavily shaft sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that circle, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasms ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the house,"black eye business are not my ducky thing to do, but I didn't judgment giving head to your dad once in a patch. The number one time he got approximative and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at work. He tore my wearing apparel off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his pecker at my mouth several times, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my throat and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his balls as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better swing music and hit him hard.
"I had to fuck a cop admirer of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this house since."
In the last ten month, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her period, she blows me and smile when it's over. We love each other, and treat each former like man and wife. I hope that never modification .