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Mother 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in movement of the early, for swiftness ! '' He 's a champion original, that 's the standard answer. `` And yourself ? ``

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

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

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going household, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. delight narrate me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the feeling that since his wife was n't his female parent, he did n't require to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the legal injury feeling, believe me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temporary obligation ) in Italia. Dad was a chieftain, bucking for full admiral, so he was very engaged. The theatre is in El Iskandriyah, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the route a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my submarine. He shot down a MiG-27 in the first disconnect War. He was a Blue Angel for 3 geezerhood, including serving as Flight leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool off under fire, great under pressure, and a shag funny remark guy and a swell dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than than half my life.
My crony and me were pretty tough client as kids growing up, but we were no match for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an smoothing iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was enough'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New House of York with his new wife. She and Mom are genial but a minuscule strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last category of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my story professor that the Fri class was cancelled.

Cool. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and wash and sped for dwelling. My lady friend and I broke up last calendar week so I had no reason not to go home early. speech production of fucking cretin, god she was needy. Texting me all fucking day, getting angry when I did n't retort the `` I love yous '' within second base. Hey babe, I was taking a tryout, calm down. No ! You do n't hump me rant blah claptrap, christ what a chore.

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

The two-hour drive went by passably spry, and I pulled into our piddling mansion. It 's a Navy-owned household that they have for use by sealed Pentagon-ers. We pay engage, but not what it 's really worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the household is 5 sleeping room, colonial style, big in-ground consortium in the vast backyard. I stepped out into the passion. It 's weird, being so hot in early May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the cool mansion. I heard some amusing noise upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some masses up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't promise out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was the great unwashed, womanhood 's vocalisation, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't make it out exactly.

I made my way down the mansion, stepped into my parent 's sleeping room, and got the jounce 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 arms. Her weaponry were together because she had two hands on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her denude pussy.

But that was n't all.

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

I turned my head word to the flat filmdom on the rampart, the germ of all the noise. A smut played, a cluster of missy doing one of those lesbian squirt riot. Actually, I had seen this one. It had prime Tucci, a black biddy named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a caboodle of others, too. The porno is where one girl gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her face by all the early doll. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all discharge like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the breaker point of the story.

The point is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another au naturel woman.

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

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both cleaning woman jerked their principal towards me, screamed, and tried to find the covers. However, that took a few More seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of funny, or even damn funny. But at the minute, I was pissed.

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

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

As I drove away, my telephone set rang. Mom. I 'm not answering that.

I begin to maneuver to the expressway to join the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't know what else to do. The telephone set rang again, I looked at it on the passenger hind end when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the screw did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nonentity 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a John R. Major fucking pothole receding in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the strawman rack go all wobbly and shit. I managed to pull over to the side of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't consider that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

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

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

Great. None of my pal are rest home yet. conjecture I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

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

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

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

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

'' ... What ! ``

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

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

'' shuffling sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to hold her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some meter to think about this. And I came to the decision that I did n't have it away what to mean. Was she cheating on Dad ? Kind of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the truth in this house ! '' That product line was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably quiet drive back home.

I went up to my elbow room and shut the doorway. 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 company, all the junior police officer would just variety of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the dishes, no let me get the codswallop, I 'll get more ice ... all that kind of stuff. Dad would get a beef out of it. She was a serious looker, for certain. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would call at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my button 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. 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 banquet or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air force out substructure in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some form of liasion turd with the son in dark. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds dull, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 second. And trusted, he liked me straight away, but not in a serious way. He was onetime than me, 8 eld, and sort of saw me as a plaything.

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

I kind of blushed and turned my caput. I do n't require to discover about this !

'' You probably do n't require to see this, but I need to explain some things to you. Things that parents do n't normally part with their kid but, in igniter of sure ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to bed. ``

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

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

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

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the secret plan. Yes, your dad is very shrewd and all that, but I played a big theatrical role. It never helps to shmooze your commanding ship's officer, or accept your married woman do it. ``

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

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

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically avowedly 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 Amytal saint, that was the first I heard of it. Just small voicelessness at low, perhaps some kindly looks from other married woman. They knew. Finally, mortal told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me to a greater extent than anything, but his itch outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good Navy wife'and prove you two boys and crap a liveliness for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

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

'' It was n't slow, and we had a lot of fight. Some very big 1. '' I remember some of those. Not good times. `` But in the end, I wanted the life-time. I wanted a married man who loved me to destruction and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable plate for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it place. I turned the other cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty good lifetime for all of us.

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

'' I ... I did n't know, Mom. ``

'' Of grade 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 liveliness together. I would n't trade it for the world. '' She was dangerous, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers on her action of today.

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

'' Well ... shit ... I have indigence, 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 intellection, he would just belong to to me at some level. 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 about component ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The naval forces hero sandwich. nip down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his peter hard. Saviour Good Shepherd, 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 charwoman 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 tears had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my friend you saw today, is another Navy married woman. She 's unseasoned than me by a few class, but in the same boat. We got drunk once and spilled our gut, our deep, recondite guts ! And after several calendar month of talking, we decided to birth a little joint session today. You were coming base tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first gear metre ? ``

'' We always tell the true statement in this house ! '' she said.

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

'' Ok Mom. well here 's a truth from me. I ... do n't have it off what to say at this detail. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to support. But I 'm no-count I judged you so harshly at first. Obviously, that was n't fair, or very nice. ``

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

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

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

We had a piddling dessert, then I excused myself for the eve as I was very tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my creative thinker unwind from all of this. As I got weary, I pulled out my laptop and did some hunting for MILF BIG TITs and found some old front-runner. It occurred to me then that that was variety of a uncanny topic, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some Truth to all that King Oedipus shit they talked about in my Psychology family ? I searched instead for that Lesbian SQUIRT PARTY 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 kind of Wyrd. It 's more than that, this is just sort of ... wrong ... on so many floor, and yet these chicks are having such a fucking blast ! They are either some slap-up actresses ( doubtful ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just lie with this shit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex fiends and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 clip in a 45 arcminute flick.

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

I slept pretty good that night. I 'd wish to severalise you about some softheaded sex dreams, but I did n't actually take any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Fri. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's home. But, obviously, when the captain 's away, the sailors will play ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of eggs and bacon and hash browns. She asked for my aid in the garden ; it was time to plant some efflorescence. 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 freight short pants 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 short circuit short circuit. And I mean poor. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her peg split from her midsection. At to the lowest degree two mm past her ... private expanse. She also had on one of pop old USN khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the farsighted shirt tails and tied them into a grayback in front. This exposed some of her abdomen to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a instant, I could glance at her bare middle for quite a while.

Wait ! What the screw was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college bird ? I was mentally tabulating her plus and was ready to arrogate her a routine ? This is n't proper !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my pickax and also with a goddamned fury. I need to call up properly. roll out up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a number, I might as well part it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a damn high routine for a mid-forties cleaning lady. wellspring, fuck you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather Junoesque at five pes nine. And she had curves, and they were tight. And her inning, while not tiny like a starving model, was very pleasing. Her booby were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the expert theatrical role was her face. Good chin with no hang-downs or image going on. Nice hide as she kept out of the sun for the most part. She kept her teeth white, which makes one immature looking. But the best role were her eyes and her grin. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey bull, her heart 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 great smile, too.

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

We got the flats out and the topsoil and worked the ground together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy menage so Mom always wanted to works prime to make it look skillful. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to works and get to things grow. We chatted about all kinds of stuff and nonsense, until she brought up a funny national out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` speechmaking of masturbation ... '' she let that bent there.

I raised my head up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her articulatio genus with her branch tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to break open a flora flat.

'' I did n't know we were speaking of masturbation ? '' I said. Or asked. variety of both.

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

'' I 'm the succeeder ? Of onanism ? ``

'' Oh yeah, you beat your buddy by a mile. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

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

'' A mother knows. Crusty air-sleeve, curmudgeonly old T-shirt, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the beamish eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a pussy ! '' Not really true. Sam was a strong-armer guy and played college football. But still, he was n't much with the ladies.

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

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

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well look at my gene pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't give much option of not being a sex fiend. I mean, soft touch got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

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

well she was right about that, my shit gets everywhere.

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

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

'' Hmmm. punishment. '' I thought for a few moments. Then I came up with a great and terrible idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to have the former person watch them 'lose'again ? ``

Holy fuck what did I just paint a picture ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some form of sick ass puppy and I do n't cognize if there 's a Heaven but I 'm pretty sure there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the other derelicts and deviants and killers and --

'' mint ! '' Mom said.

We worked the soil 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 head to try and get some breeze. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the roots away from some early 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 rule ! It 's jut win or suffer, mama ! '' I had bulked up over the class, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure to twist my branch more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should move around a little More away from her so I can stoop over for her and snaffle some screw roots.

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

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

Mom was muttering under her breathing time just barely loud enough for me to see her. She was teasing some more. `` God tinker's damn kids ... 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 arms way up in the air. Her chest swelled to enormous ratio as she breathed in a cleanup breath.

'' You were right, '' she said. `` It 's damn hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking looks as she went about her business concern like I was n't there. She undid the top push button on her old ratty shirt. Then the next. And another one. Christ ! How many buttons are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt white tie and tails tied rightfulness at her belly button.
I could now see exposed boob flesh.

Cleavage. Lovely, dark, and late. But I have promises to keep. And many days before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my study, trying to blot out my rising boner. I sneaked summit back over my shoulder. Mom was on all quatern, moving about, lifting a deal to snaffle a petunia and billet it in the ground. Her breasts swayed back and Forth River, 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 nipples, of trend, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, call up ? ``

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

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

'' Yeah, that. Stop it or I 'll go on tap and take form a union and picket your house. 'Unfair to workers'. ``

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

'' You put away the putz ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hosepipe. ``

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 sleep of the tools.

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

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my ft. I had shoes on, but they were dirty and turd had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse off my feet off.

'' okey, stand back. The water shoots out pretty surd. '' Always thinking of how to be good to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the nose and sprayed my metrical unit and got the grunge off. Got the dirt off my shins and calfskin, too. Good not to shlep all that malicious gossip onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the privates ! And the chest and grimace ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking H2O felt COLD !

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

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

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

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my arms. She 's not lightheaded as a feather, but it was n't a problem for an epinephrin and hormonally charged young man.

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

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

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

Christ ! I thought the hose water system was frigidness ! We do n't turn over on the pool heater until Memorial Day ! Fuck ! We both started to swim to the shallow end, but I was wearing freight shorts. The kind with like 17 air pocket and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming body ! I could barely move, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked severely and caught Mom, gave her a yank on the leg, and passed her.

I quickly got to the stairs and started getting out. I could here Mom sputtering behind me.

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating footling asshole ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an exasperate piece of shit ! ``

I turned to help her out so she would n't mistake. As Mom rose out of the H2O, so did my cock. acclivity, 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 piss, the cold water system, I could n't curb myself. Her nipples had hardened to near diamond long suit, and they made sure everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an inch through her shirt. The wet fabric clung to her body, leaving zip to the imagination. Oh flavour, there 's even a little mole on the one side.

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

Mom kept up her funny story broadside. `` trivial rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! waiting until I tell your male parent -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to look down and saw my raging hard-on.

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

Mom suddenly realized her wet nipples were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her weaponry, trying to cover 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 fibbing ! '' I called to her. She flipped me off.

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

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a insensate one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't require to recede ! Ok, the true be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my life. But ... shit ... it was n't all the time, hardly ever. I just did n't think of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right field now. I got ta fucking clear my head.

'' dear ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to pick 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 steakhouse. The variety where a potato is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! for certain ! Sounds unspoiled ! '' I dried my crotch but kept moving. screwing ! I did n't know it was this surd not to bear on myself !

In my room, I heard the shower go on. Mom 's naked in the cascade. Now this, I thought, this is the present moment of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with fire ? This will distinguish. If I go in there, we 'll find out.

I walked down the Asaph Hall to her bedroom.

Put my paw on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a screw pussy.

Then I began to twist 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.

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

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be fix to provide around 6:30. dinner mental reservation are at 7. Dress variety of nice. Love, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't birth spell out every word in a text. Or she does n't trust in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

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

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

Brushed my tooth, shaved, spiked my hair up ... bunce. Looking pretty sharp ! 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 butt at McDonald 's or maybe Warren Earl Burger -- ''

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a black dress and high heels. But that 's like saying the Alexandre Gustave Eiffel column is a alloy structure.

This frock, wow ! Satiny stuff, deeply and dark pitch-black. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the condition. Fitted like a small baseball mitt around her voluptuous body. You could see some motion in the wearing apparel. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the garb was cinched a bit and seemed to ply some support for her beautiful babies.

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

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

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her iniquity hair done differently, some big curls and waves and flips instead of her usual flat. Dark red lip rouge and gorgeous eye makeup completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

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

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

'' Like the horseshoe ? ``
Black patent of invention leather, stiletto heels, and supererogatory shoulder strap that went up her ankle far More than is legal in some southern country. The heels were perfect ; high, but not so high school as to make one flavour stupefied when they walk.

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

Mom laughed.

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

Dad 's Panthera onca, 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 fertile uncle some years back and he probably put 200 miles a yr on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a twelvemonth on it just trying to stay fresh it running, too. Brits, good mass but do n't infer a great deal about electrical systems.

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

Revving the locomotive engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a profligate and severe ride !

I popped the clutches and tore down the street. 13 proceedings to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple power slides but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right by the front line door. That 's esteem !

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

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very busy tonight and we ca n't maintain tabular array all night ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into view and held my arm, and smiled her accolade winning grinning at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th score for respectable grin. We only tell the truth ... ok I 'll shut up.

'' ... but ... you are in luck as a board 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 dish as this ! You need your money Lester Willis Young man !

The waiter came up decent away.

'' dependable evening folks ! Welcome to Ian 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, self-important, insulting chump ! ``

Mom did a case palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruckus ensued. Could I name the din ? Not really. Just a bunch of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a pate'that was obviously on it 's way to another board, and various breads and rolls, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new server, too. She was much proficient and kept her damn mouthpiece shut. The former guy was moved across the room so we did n't have to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our gild and they left us alone.

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

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

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your mother, then maybe we should sit a slight bit closer, do n't you think ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my bridge player on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her whisker as we sipped bubbly. Good man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's better. Now we look like a duo. '' 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 mesa but I was able-bodied to shut out my stupid mouthpiece up just in time.

The dinner was terrific. The filets were tender and succulent, the potato fabulous, and the troupe was ... Maker. Mom and I were touching practically through the whole dinner. shoulder joint, or ft, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt tardily, almost instinctive. I regaled her with storey of bad girl booster and bad sex clip ; now that we were on a unlike level, we could talk about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner party came to an end. The check arrived, in the amount of forty seven buck. 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 places around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo waiting room ! You can leave your car here and call us to derive get you ! I will promise my friend at the door, you wo n't wait in stemma. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to give. She gave him a big hug. A full consistence hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast mode. He stumbled away, blushing but smiling.

The Voodoo couch ... now here was a situation. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drunkenness. But Fritz got us set up with a nice little booth far enough away from the band so we could talk, but not out in the boonies, either.

The tune-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's pet. Having grown up in her household, I
knew most of the call too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in eld ! delight ? ? ? ``

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

'' This is ... SO a good deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. okay it was pretty garish. She moved in closer to me to speak into my ear. `` Thank you so much sweetie, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', call up ?. Um ... forebode me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Dixie ? ``

'' Yes, Confederate States of America ! It 's kind of a slutty name, 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 plague yourself this good afternoon ? ``

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

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

Holy shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would receive to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too often thinking ...

'' Let 's trip the light fantastic some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly funny. But then. One of her dearie vocal came on. 'Lady in Red', a slow song about dancing with his devotee. I was ready to evacuate the dance base, but Mom pulled me back.

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and deem me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my correctly hired hand on the small of her back. Her bare back.. My left hand held her justly hired hand, and we swayed to the music.

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

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't middle school. There 's no chaperone. ``

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

Her chest bumped into mine. I pulled her closer still. Her bureau pressed into me. Closer ... her mind lay on my berm. With her heels, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch brusque than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to calm her of track. Her second joint pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my little fingerbreadth down, under her wearing apparel. I felt no panties where there should be some, only a little tiny string.

I was trying to keep my enormous hard-on 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 deal further down the backbone of her dress and cupped a quick ass cheek. My Mom 's quick ass cheek. This was it. It 's official. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and craunch her pelvic girdle against against my cock.

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

'' You 've got a minuscule something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her neck opening, just below her right ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more belittled kisses in the cosmopolitan sphere. Dixie breathed in heavy, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a slight and kissed her ear lobe, being heedful of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't indisputable if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the saltation floor. I whispered into her ear.

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

There was no motion, then a slight, almost perceptible nod of her point. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a instant, though. I want to see you wind up. '' Again, a head nod. I released her right hand so I could put both coat of arms around her shank, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

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

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

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

'' I do love you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my statement with a hard 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 Wave started singing about walking on sunshine.

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

We walked off the dance floor, Mom holding my bridge player and me trailing her very closely. I did n't want everyone to see I had a monumental 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 handwriting there. I tried not to imagine about it, but ... I caved in.

'' Well, no wonder. Looking the way you do, Mo -- South ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the other guy rope checking you out. Some of the young lady, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast into my shoulder and arm. I swung my relieve hand over and under the tabular array. I reached up and cupped her other knocker, still inside her apparel. I hefted it, checking it 's weight and size of it. Mmmmmm, very spongy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her nipple rose to recognise my palm. 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 facial expression, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

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

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

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and take care presentable. It was n't easy. Several minutes went by, I began to get concerned. Ten minutes. Well, sometimes there is a personal line of credit, maybe ?

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

She walked back to our table and plopped down hard adjacent to me.

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

'' Oh it'ss amercement, '' she said. A little slur to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to take on something to you and it is n't easy. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of smutty material.

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

'' I needed to admit to you that you won ! I had to go to the ladies room so I could cum and not spend a penny a mess out here ! I 'm so get laid wet ... ''

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

Mom smiled a wicked smiling and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my tits in plublic ... plub ... where people can see, I 'm going to cum. Every fourth dimension. ``

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

She was in a precipitation to come up a wastebasket, or a plant life, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab nursing home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got regorge the one time, outside the cabaret, 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 shoe, gently, caressing her feet a little. I eased her out of her dress, which is n't fucking easy at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water press and woke her up, eventually, so she could wassail some piss and go pee. After several minutes, she got down about 12 ounces of water. The unharmed time she was spouting off `` I 'm sorry I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm dismal too.

She form of helped me get her into some silk pyjama, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her incline in what 's called 'the recovery situation', so if she gets crazy again she 'll be alright.

okay, yes it did occur to me to sense 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 covers next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the side by side day, I was reading some poppycock on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. someone upstairs is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... form of fuzzy on some things ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our night, right ? ``

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

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

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

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

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

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

'' Travis. Again. I 'm dingy. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't know what I was thinking in conclusion dark ... I was cook to, um ... fuck 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. ``

'' wellspring, Mom, that 's not the only chance we 'll ever bear. ``

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

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

Deflated, I went to the medicine room. Yes, the theater has a euphony room. Which is goodness because we all splash around with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some short bands for awhile in my teens. 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 couple hours, it really helps me to unwind and not think about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all uninfected and refreshed. She looked fucking enceinte, actually.

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

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

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

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her breast, land my raging cock into her pelvic arch. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the ladies room. Yup, did n't mention those things.

We got home after a match hours, kind of beat from running around town.

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

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to recollect. I was ready to pinpoint my mom last Nox, and today, it 's like nothing happened. Back to rule. But I 'm not liking pattern. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a spur of the moment thing ? Random luck ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and heavy, 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 scold, it was like my blood was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

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

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

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

'' Well, certain honey have a rear -- ''

'' 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 Thomas Young MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the stair 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 sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm sure Mom. Or if you want to be Dixie, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her head, but held her branch up for me.

'' Well then, Travis. Come and give your mom a hug and a osculation ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my script on her cheek, I leaned in and kissed her with all the gentle passion I could muster.

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

She reached up with her liberate arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long time. Both of us were breathing faster, our parentage racing through our bodies. Our mollify passionateness turned to furious passion. My arousal was physically evident to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't require to rush affair. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, healthy woman. You do n't get womanhood like this everyday. I 've had dozens of girlfriend, but not like this one.

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

'' look at me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her elbow so she could learn. Of course, she arched her back to squeeze out her chest. She ran her glossa over her lips slowly.
I bent down to take off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' 8 inches ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' VIII and a half, but who 's counting. ``

'' sanctum 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 Italy. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, buttons flew and textile ripped. I grabbed it low down to rip it undetermined completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial strength jobbie, no amount of manpower can rip through these things. I pulled her to a sitting locating and kissed her surd as I reached behind her to unhook it. One claw, two, christ ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally unmake it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her stark pap. Yes, I saw them the other day for about 3 seconds, but this was different. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at to the lowest degree half a minute as they heaved with each breather. My shaft could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't stop over now, infant ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her rose hip for me.

I undid her capri bloomers and pulled them down over her hips, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the view of my defenseless mom, carry through for the piffling dapple of ruby-red held be some tiny material.

'' noblewoman in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the thong. It 's string section broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her white meat splayed out to the sides, her spare pussy looked so inviting. I reached over and disperse her legs, her odorize immediately appeared from her now loose area.

I had run this through my creative thinker many clock time, how it might go. She sucks me, then I eat her until she orgasms, or the other way, or playing with her mamilla until she cums or maybe ...

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

I climbed between her legs, and rested my body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her caput with my left hand and held her neck, while my right snaked down between our legs and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it sluttish. The tip of my stopcock found an amazingly hot and wet billet. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juices all over my mushroom cap.

I pressed in a little, my cock entered her pussycat 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 early 's eyes as I sank my turncock lower ... and deeper ... into her kitty-cat. I fucked back and forth a little, then just drilled through the last four column inch up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch cock lay rich inside Mom 's tight, steamy hot pussy.

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

Mom broke the candy kiss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My favorite trick is to take out my cock out most of the way, and then ride it back abode. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's preferent trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each obtuse climb-down and quick thrust back down brought a quick little `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to make sure I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my jabbing and I tried to drill her through the screwing bed. finale Nox I gingerly held her breast, this good afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her mammilla and pinched her mamilla and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for dear life as I dropped my left mitt down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her butt laborious, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our sassing, grunting like animal. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My blade tool continued pistoning inside her for various minutes. I buried my facial expression in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could take a upright expression at her. She cupped her tit 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 smell was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slid both hands under her ass nerve. My right hand went further into her slippery quip. I rubbed her little backdoor for a few instant, and easily skid my centre finger up inside her ass.

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

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... shag you ... Mom ... fucking ... love you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the eye of my offset squirt Mom 's cunt contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so plug in to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one human body'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, utterly spent. Her kitty-cat still contracted in little spasms.

'' Travis, '' Mom whispered. `` That 's the best ... the best roll in the hay I 've ever had. ``

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

'' Lay down love, it 's okey. '' I rolled onto my vertebral column, Mom lay along side me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you bear in mind ? It feels upright to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, beloved ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm good. A little tired. Give me a couple second though, and we 'll begin round of golf Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a Round Two in a long 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 call back it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her pussy and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my stomach. Then it poured onto me. With a mephistophelian flavour on her aspect, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her face into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacuum, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my have sex God, Travis ! I have n't eaten a man 's cum in ... long time ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to full strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the take, 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 glossa, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some seminal remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

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

And she was practiced at it, too. house pressing, ripe lingua activity, no tooth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The good matter about the 'second'erection, is that it takes Thomas More foreplay to cum than the first one. I got to savour Mom 's blowjob a unspoilt farseeing time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to know that men are visual, so she made sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome tits into period of play, also. She ground them into my thigh, 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 tits. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some clip with them. If you do n't mind. ``

She smiled her award-winning grin again, and crawled up my eubstance, dragging her toothsome hangers up my breast. She brought one to my face, swinging it a denudate inch from me. Her dark teat hung an column inch or to a greater extent from her large aereolas, she let it browse my cheek.

Finally, I could n't stomach it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to fellate all of her tit into my backtalk. My custody grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the shit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suckle so laborious she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 twelvemonth too late. Still I sucked this one knocker for transactions, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my grimace so I was nearly smothered.

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

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her back. I could then form on this left tit with a little More leisure and intention. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to make it put up up. I kissed and licked all of her tit bod, 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 arcminute of this. `` You really like mammilla, do n't you ! ``

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

'' God no ! Keep going ! It 's like the C. H. Best massage in the world ! But do n't touch on my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful flavor, then I cupped her pussy mound and itch my ribbon into her clit.

True to her Bible, she shuddered and came, right then. variety of a small one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her branch and slipped my turncock inside Mom, unassisted. I hunched over so I could still work on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you assist me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her mighty one.

I pushed her breast up so she could gain it with her mouth, too. By the way, I continued to love her pussycat slowly.

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war hero, a total retard ? He did n't like this ?

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

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

I pulled my cock out of it 's home, but I brought it to a plaza just as nice, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my pecker as well as her nipple at the Saami sentence. The fact that now her cunt succus was on her tit and my tool only seemed to energise her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my hired hand, getting to a greater extent juice, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her abdomen as she grabbed her white meat and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my putz entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wonderful bosom. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my cock head would allude her tongue on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her teat like a madman.

'' Cum in my back talk, cum in my lip, or on my grimace, just cum on me ! come on, cum for me ! ``

wellspring, with her encouragement and with that practically insistence from her tits, I had little choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the second. The live on few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipple. Mom swallowed down her gobs, then she bent her head and licked and sucked all the cum from her tits.

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

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

But here, I just wanted to rub my cheek all over her bitch. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for time of day. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her trick, which was to look up into her eyes. But almost of the prison term they were closed or I could n't even see them on invoice of her tits being in the way. I stuck a fingerbreadth in her ass again, just to continue her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the realization hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a old affair. I do n't know how this will work on in the future with other people in the par, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umptieth fourth dimension, she coated my human face with her female cum.

'' Come here, baby ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my face, 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 retentive sex, Mom ? ``

'' certain, but not now. ``

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

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

It took me a couple moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for christ interest. We do n't want a collision in there ! ``

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the place will be earn tomorrow sunrise. ``

'' Yeah babe ! That will be my Mother 's Day present to you, an anal attack ! ``

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

'' So Mom, severalise me more about this woman the early day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

'' Well ... Redeemer this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

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

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our intestine one dark. And we talked about how Nice it would be to have an sexual climax without being alone all the prison term ! We were quite drunk, and we said we should help oneself each early out.

'' daylight went by, neither of us said another watchword about it. I just put it down as a slaphappy conversation between drunk people.

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

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

'' I did what any hearty 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 Saame way. We promised. We said we were n't Lesbian, just kindred flavor looking for a picayune companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine-colored, OK, maybe a lot of vino. We were both very nervous. After our second glass, which polished off the bottle, I took a deep breathing time and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedroom is connected to the internet, if we wanted to catch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt political party'. And ... holy fuck. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so brazen and emphatic and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just ridiculous. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, cypher can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't bang what it is, and it looks pillock. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the countersign, if it is a word ... Debauched and unseasonable and forbidden, 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 dress. Jeanine thought maybe we should disinvest, would n't we be more prosperous that way ? So we got bare. And, to tell you the true statement, I 've never seen a raise cleaning woman naked, in my actual comportment before.

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

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our legs and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To take a warm body next to me.

'' But not as nice as this, of course ! '' she grabbed my flabby cock. It tried to respond but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a undecomposed 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 cunt 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 taste it, her. But I could n't bring myself to queer that line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest period. ``

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 have a plan. Um, what do you want ? ``

'' 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 ... September ? Yeah ? fountainhead, finals are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summertime. 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 blab to him on the phone ? And ... a divorcement would be so bad for him right now. ``

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

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to make him take some blue tablet and get down 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 genuine universe reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do roll in the hay it, we should go for a skillful brunch tomorrow. It might be too later to establish reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find a table for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have kids or what ? Maybe she could bring together us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The dismay went off at 8:40, Dominicus break of the day. female parent 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

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

well, dogshit, I 'm arouse and gear up right now ! Let 's go Mama !

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

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two to a greater extent prison term last night. Each clock time seems to be as good or full than before. When Mom seed, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaker like a piffling little girl at Yule. then she kisses me so often ... Well my erection is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my cock like it was a bucking broncho and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her tits did n't just jiggle, they seemed to move of their own conformity and charged around like they owned the place.

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

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

I just laid there and turned on the TV literal low. One of the traditionalist movies was on. Cool.

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

At 8:59, the phone rang. The senior pilot is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net setting and pulled up my favorite porn site, and found the Lesbo Squirt political party. In less than a arcminute I was at full staff again. Mom was settling into the 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 Lesvos on the screenland. Quickly, she turned back the early way so she could n't see.

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

I thought it was time I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the phone to her correct ear. It 's a corded handset because Dad did n't like cell phones. So I stood up and stuck my hard pecker into Mom 's left 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 headphone for a second ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral Johnson 's married woman ? Really ? '' and blah fustian blah ...

I tried fondling her breasts, but she kept tightening her sleeve to her face and fighting me off. I spun the chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the chairwoman with her, and forced my shaft to her lips. Dad rambled on about Navy politics in Italy as Mom has about a third gear of my dick in her backtalk. Suddenly she had to spit it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dearest, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be great ! We 'd love to see you next calendar month for a workweek ! That 's so awesome ! ``

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

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

Good God, I 'm right here ! But she had to make it calculate good. She waited a few moments, then handed me the phone.

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

In reality Mom had taken my cock and knack it downwards. When it 's this voiceless, it does n't bend downwards.

'' So you 're coming home soon ? ... that 'll be cool ... maybe you can teach me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a egg into her sassing. Saviour that feels nice.

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

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her lavatory and locked the doorway. squat !

'' out-of-doors up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's mother 's Day ! Mommy needs her submit ! ``

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 mothers present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first marriage ceremony but her hubby 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their female parent 's home this morning time. Jeanine was to pick them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in kind of my coevals. little shorter, footling trimmer, smaller knocker but very perky, unforesightful blond tomentum. Like Mom, however, she was a witness, no doubt about it.

Both ladies had on very tight dame. Mom had a nice Cashmere sweater which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the orb rolling. It was n't too intemperate, we
already had two Mimosas in us.

'' wellspring there 's this financial backing mathematical group, a meeting place, for dark blue wives. You go online and character clobber about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help someone else who needs a hand. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gals local to a home can help oneself each early with sit, doctor 's date and thing like that.

'' And we had talked online many multiplication about stuff, then met in soul to lecture about things we did n't require to verbalize about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' Cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the former day ... ''

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

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

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

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd like to spend the rest of the day at our house ... ''

Jeanine did this piffling 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, mister, 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 inch away, you just ca n't extend to me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The residuum of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cute stories about me and all the muttonhead things I 've done over the years.

The moms had many Sir Thomas More mimosas, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school day girls, and getting all touchy feely like womanhood do. But there were looks, and lingering workforce, and footling caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how hard and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching formula really was.

We finally got up to allow, both gals 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 get along with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her knocker 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 hand and whisked me away.

For the ride house, Mom sat in the endorse seat while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't know why for a dyad minutes, but then it became patent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a little `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the buttocks. I looked over at a red light to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's get out breast. Jeanine leaned back, her eyes closed.
Then they fiddled with the rear and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's pinhead. offset over her shirt. I had to swerve various times to abide on the route as Mom 's hands deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

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

We were almost home when Mom took off her own sweater. I hoped no taller cable car or hand truck came alongside, they would let a good perspective for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front. '' I said to cypher. The girls were lost in their little dreamland. I put the garage door down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't want to leave Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a gracious vodka restorative, with not much tonic. I figured I could n't impact, but I could watch ! I headed upstairs.

The gallon were on the bed, but they still had their dame and shoe on. No tops, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's dope. I know the flavour ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand motion of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, careful not to touch the precious Jeanine. I brought my stopcock to Mom 's lips, she devoured it.

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

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my shaft totally enjoying the flavor and the thought of another cleaning woman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to stay garment all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the side of meat zipper, then shimmied out of her chick. Her white supporter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed slit. I guess she forgot to bring scanty today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to have her second of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine undid Mom 's dame and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothing today, what 's with these womanhood today ? Ca n't seem to recall anything ...

'' seminal fluid and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a while. '' And I moved away on the bed a little to give them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her teat into Mom 's pussy as she went past. She climbed up past Mom 's tits and got to her face where they kissed for respective bit ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussycat was right in front line 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 honest look. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her outset ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing minute 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 touch Jeanine. Her tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her palm as she came violently. Her unanimous body shook and trembled as she screamed `` screw '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in girl cream and this huge smile on her face. I went to Mom.

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

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

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's back talk and kept the rest for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still purulent juice. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her distance from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's head so she could see considerably, and I massaged her mammilla for her.

'' Can you believe this, Mom ? ``

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

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

'' Fucking wild ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you cat 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 tone as char seem to eat cunt different than men, or at to the lowest degree different from me.

Mom 's ventilation deepened, then quickened as her orgasm approached. I pinched and pulled her nipples, thinking it might aid. It helped me, anyway.

'' Shit yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

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

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

'' You 're awesome ! '' Mom answered.

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

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

fountainhead, I had been about as patient role as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some military action 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 military position. But not the friendly, on all quartet way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her legs 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 to a greater extent than one other person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's kitty was so wet and slipperiness, My cock just went in like it was nada. Not that she was free or anything, but I was so hard and her cunt offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... rest home sweet home ... '' I mused as my beam sank completely into Mom 's puss.

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

'' Dares mo yard ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her mouth stuffed with kitty lips and, if I was n't mistaken, my egg were hitting something back there. Her wind, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my globe were dragging on something ! The thought of touching the Harijan Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock thrusts ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' okeh you guys, '' Mom said between breathing spell. `` This is now ... my front-runner fucking lieu ... of all meter ... fucking holy shit ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't concentrate and just rested her oral sex on the Commander 's wife 's cunt.

I had a delay on Mom 's rosehip, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

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

'' Retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

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

SPANK ! her ass cheek was turning decent and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' Pause

SPANK !

'' well you probably should have ! ``

Both Jeanine and Mom laughed, their trembling felt good on my cock as it kept up it 's relentless attack.

I fucked Mom faster.

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

'' Travis babe ... fuck me ... so good ... have a go at it me ... jazz your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your loose woman ... screwing your tight slut .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

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

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

'' Do it cocker ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty pussy ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The detonation ripped through me as I drove my turncock as severe and deep as I could into Mom 's snatch. My throbbing cock loosed squirt after wonderful spurt deep inside her. It was like shooting gasolene into the lava, though. So sleep with hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Saviour and the sanctum screwing as she came.

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

The moment my cock came out, my sperms followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

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

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

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the quietus in her mouth. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and occur 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 short bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After several hour of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

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

We were disappointed, but at the same clip it was kind of nice 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 foresighted second, 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 thing ? '' Mom asked.

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

'' The cart track are clear ! '' Mom said, and she spread her legs wide for me.

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

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lubricant into her left hired man. She used that to guide my cock in the correct direction.

My cock hit a wall. No wait. There 's a little indentation in this paries. I pressed a minuscule ... the pitting let me move forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to circulate her legs wider.

With a sudden press release of tension, my cock nous poked through her anatomical sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

With footling jabbing, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty body. Mom grimaced a couple times, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lubricant overcame the friction and down I came.

Eight and a half column inch of cock, mine, were buried in Mom 's squiffy asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been age ... before I married your male parent ... that anyone has done this. To me. ``

'' You like ? I do ''

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

down so long ... it 's decent 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 )