Most every guy has fancy about his mother at some point in his life. I was no unlike. My female parent was a orotund cleaning woman. Not fat, just big. Standing at six feet one inch tall, she was very tall for a woman. I am not trusted how much she weighed but she had a prissy thick body. Not fat mind you, just thick. Her abdomen was flatbed, her ass was tight and her titty were large, that's all I know. I know she was beautiful. She had farsighted lightlessness fuzz that was form of curly, but probably more like really wavy. I'm a guy, what do I know about hair, mine is kept brusque like a leatherneck. Her eyes were the clean tad of blue devil I have ever seen and nearly spellbinding to wait at. She was very cushy spoken well-nigh of the prison term and very lady like, but make her mad and she turned evil instantly.
At nineteen I was a boastfully companion. Again, not fat, but extremely large. While my mom was rather magniloquent I still towered over her. It was probably due to the compounding of her and my Fatherhood's cistron. He was six feet nine at the metre of his death. A chain broke on a logging truck as he was checking them and he was crushed by a truckload of quality. I was ten at the clock time. Today I am seven feet two inches tall. Thankfully I am very well proportioned so I don't feel like some freak.
My mom runs the lumber company that my grandparents started years ago and my dad inherited when they were killed in a car wreck. She is a very exacting knob. carnival, but hard-and-fast. At home she is very laid back and let's me pretty much do as I please. All I have to do is get to play on time in the cockcrow and do my chores and my sprightliness is a cakewalk. Since the nearest town to where we live is LXXX mi away I don't have much of a sociable lifetime. There are a few people around where we live, but none of them are even close to my age. I get nearly of my entertainment via the net and like most bozo my age a lot of that is porno. I am not really shy, but I am very uncomfortable talking to women.
One Sabbatum morning I was laying in bed trying to figure out what I wanted to do for the day since I was off. Unbeknownst to me my mom had taken the day off as well. She usually worked for at to the lowest degree a half a day on Saturdays. I decided, not knowing what was going to occur later, that I would rub one out before I got up and made myself some breakfast. Due to my sizing I am what I consider a small to a higher place average in the intimate equipment expanse although I really have no real figure of reference since I was house schooled and there isn't anyone around here to compare myself too.
Anyway, I was lying in bed and had kicked the covers off and was well on my way to busting a nut when my mom walked by my elbow room. I rarely close my door and this particular day I wished I had. I had my eyes closed and was picturing in my head what my mom looked like defenseless when I heard her clear her throat.
I looked up and there, leaning against my threshold skeleton watching me, was my mother. I froze like a cervid in the headlight and for some strange ground made no attempt to embrace myself. In fact, I still had my hand wrapped around my cock and stopped mid stroke. There was no denying what I was doing and I have no estimate how long she had been standing there.
All I could say when my big brain started working again was,"Shit !"
Mom, being the super cool woman that she is simply said,"If you make a muss of your sheets, wash them. And next clock time, form sure the room access is closed."She then turned, closed my threshold and I heard her walk away.
I just lay there still holding my rapidly deflating cock until it was completely diffused before I got up and got dressed. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat just knowing that I was going to get an earful for what I was doing. Mom was cooking breakfast and asked if I wanted some.
Quietly, with my head hung down in shame I said,"Yes ma'am."The fact that she had seen me jerking off was bad enough, I am just beaming I wasn't putting words to what I was seeing in my head. She was standing with her book binding to me and I couldn't help but notice the way her jean were hugging her ass. I could find myself starting to respond to what I was seeing so I had to change the subject area to get my mind off her ass, quickly.
"Why aren't you working today ?"
"Eh, I thought I would take a day off and just hang out. I haven't had a Saturday off in nearly six months. I felt like I was due. I thought you might be planning on hanging out too, I just didn't make out how a lot you would be hanging out."
I blushed severely at her comment because I wasn't exactly sure what she meant. I began to apologize,"I am so sorry mom. I didn't know you were home. I wouldn't have been doing that if I had known. Even with the door closed I never would take in done that if I knew you were here. I am so sorry."
She turned to me with a frying pan full of bacon in her hand. As she began to put it on our plates she said to me,"There is nil legal injury with what you were doing. It is perfectly rude. That is why I am not upset. It is just not what I expected to see for the first time thing on a Saturday good morning. It actually took me by surprise. Like I said, I don't forethought if you jerk off, masturbate, or whatever you want to call it. Just don't make a slew and if you do, clean it up. And next metre, whether you think I am dwelling or not, close your door."
I couldn't believe it. She wasn't mad at all. In fact it seemed to me that she didn't care if I was rubbing one out. I let out a sigh of relief.


I was taking a rarefied Saturday off from piece of work and had just got up and dressed when I headed toward the kitchen to get a pot of coffee on. There is almost aught better to awake you up than a proficient cup of coffee. I walked by Kevin's room on my way to the kitchen and just did catch some drive out of the corner of my eye. I backed up to see what it was and couldn't believe what I was seeing. I wasn't surprised to see him masturbating he is nineteen after all. What surprised me was what he had his hand wrapped around. His sire was not as tall as he is nor was he as well endowed. Adam was a skillful solid ten inches and fairly thick but Kevin, OH MY GOD !, he was huge. He was at least 12 in at least. It looked like he had stacked drink tail end on top of each other and covered it with skin. I have never seen a putz so large in all my life.
I couldn't help but discontinue and watch. I could feel that companion tingle down below as I watched him stroking that glorious rod. I couldn't assist but to opine it destroying my pussy. It had been so hanker since I had something not made out of silicone polymer in my cunt that it started drooling. I had to lean against the door frame to keep my balance as I could feel my knees getting weak. It took all my self-control to celebrate the fact that he was my son in the cutting edge of my mind. All I could see was that beautiful tool.
Now he is sitting in front of me and I can say that it is starting to maturate down the leg of his bloomers. Is that because he didn't finish or could he have been looking at my ass while I was at the stove ? Fuck ! I need to get set ! Knowing that there is a pussycat destroying pecker like that hanging out in my house is going to tug me insane. It looks like me and the gum elastic retaliator have a day of the month tonight. If he hangs around where I can see him today I might ingest to move that date up to this afternoon.
I don't know why I have never thought about it before now but I have never had"the public lecture"with him. I guess it is something I expected Adam to do.
"Honey,"I said as I sat down to eat."Have you had the birds and the bees talk with anyone ?"
He started blushing and turned about three shades of red."Uh, no. Not really. Why ?"
"I was just wondering what you know about men and women and sex. Besides what you have seen in porn on the internet."I know it is wrong on so many levels but I have to try to figure out how to get that monster in me, and I don't precaution at this point which hole it goes in. I can't believe I am sitting here talking to my son trying to count on out a way to have it off him. I have to be careful or it could end up very bad.



I knew just than to lie to my female parent. She seemed to always know. I guess she wanted to get it on what I knew after seeing me this morning.
"Tell me what you know. Use whatever Bible you know if you don't know the right Son. I am not trying to make you uncomfortable I want to help you get it right. Too many parents don't lecture to their minor about sex so you end up with pregnant teenagers or some disease that will ruin you for life. I don't want that to happen to you."
I was still a minuscule uncomfortable despite what she said but I knew there was no way to get out of it.
"I know that when I guy sees a cleaning woman that turns him on he gets a grueling on."I can't believe I just said punishing on in front of my mother."If they want to have sex he puts the severely on in her, uh, pussy, and they, uh, fuck."sanctum shit ! I just said pussy and fuck too. Awesome."Then he cums and she gets pregnant."I sat there waiting for her response.
She sat quietly as if digesting what I had just said. She finished chewing the food she had in her mouth and then said,"Basically that is right. But, there is More to it than that. I tell you what, let's finish eating and then we can babble out about it in a little more detail in the living elbow room. I think it might take a while."
We finished eating in silence and when we had finished we cleaned up our heap. We each grabbed a drink out of the fridge and then went to sit in the living room. I sat in the recliner as usual and she sat on the sofa and turned to face me.
"Alright,"she said."Just so you know, I am not going to use the medically correct damage like member and vagina. I don't like them because I think they sound silly."
"Uh, okay."
"Now, what you said in there was basically set, however, like I said, there is Sir Thomas More to it than that. showtime of all, I hope that you only have sex with someone you love. Sex can be fun but you should never just go out looking for sex just to hold fun. Too many people do and they end up a parent when they don't want to be or you could end up with something that Ajax won't get off. You with me so far ?"
I could only nod. I didn't like the thought that I could get a father if I had sex with soul I didn't honey. Scary.
"Can I assume that you have seen a nude char on the net a fourth dimension or two ?"
Again I only nodded.
"Do you know what the office of a woman's intimate harmonium, her pussy, are ?
"I know there are lips."
"Yes, there are lips.
I could tell that my mom was having a hard time with this. I don't know why. She is a woman and who better to instruct a guy about sex that the form of person he wants to suffer sex with.



I couldn't helper but think that I was in over my head. Kevin is a very intelligent guy and I know that he knows a lot of this poppycock ; he just doesn't know that he knows. I suppose percentage of the reason that I am having a concentrated time with this is because, to put it bluntly, I want to fuck him and have him split me in half with that monster cock of his. I am so going to hell.
I think I have figured out a way to teach him how to be a good devotee and get the sex ed out of the way at the same fourth dimension. I am not going to try to excuse it to him. Nope. I am going to point him.
"Honey, are you a Virgo ?"His blushing told me the answer immediately even if his mouth did not."It's okay if you are. Everyone is a virgin at some head in on that point life history. Yes, even I was a Virgo the Virgin once.
expression. There are several ways to do this, instruct you about the shuttle and the bees. However, I have never understood why it always has to be a public lecture. Besides, talking to you about sex is not really going to give you the information you need to delight your lover when it gets to that point. I have an idea and I want you to regard it carefully before you respond. It is a somewhat unconventional way to teach you what you need to hump but it is probably the most effective way I know how to do it. Would you like to know what it is ?"
He just sat there staring at me like he had no clue what I was talking about and just nodded his head.
"okay. Just for the intent of"teaching"you about this stuff, me and you are going to engagement. Like boyfriend and girlfriend. However, we are only going to do so in the privacy of the theater. Are you okay with that ?"
"Uh, mom, do you mean we have to kiss and shove ?"
He was so cute. A guy his size talking like a scared little kid.
"For educational purposes only. I want you to acknowledge how to talk to a cleaning lady and how to address her before you even get close to having sex. Don't worry ; I am as scared about this as you are. I've never had to have the talk with anyone before. My mom just told me to wait for my wedding party night to sustain sex for the starting time sentence. She said it would all arrive naturally to me. Fortunately I didn't take her advice and here you are."



My mom was telling me that her and me were going to act like girlfriend and boyfriend around the house. sanctum crap. I have never kissed a girl before. What if I do it wrong ? I have never even held a young lady hand. I started sweating at this detail and my leg started shaking.
"Calm down dearest. This is a first of all for both of us. The beginning thing you have to do is blab to me. Before you ask me out on a day of the month you have to get to know me a niggling bit, okay ?"
"What do I ask you ?"
"Whatever you want. I tell you what, let's go outside so I can set this up right."
She got up and headed out the door. I had no clue where she was going as she got in the motortruck and told me to get in as well. She fired up the motortruck and drove down through the woodwind instrument to the creek the borders our land on the south. When she came to a clearing near the creek she backed the motortruck up toward the creek and stopped. She then got out and separate me to follow her. She let the tailgate down and hopped up on in and sat down.
"Okay. Here is the scenario. I am a girl at the balefire and you see me and think I am undecomposed looking. What do you do ?"
I was as nervous as I have ever been. I have never approached a good looking woman and talked to her without a effective reason. This was going to be harder than I thought.
"Oh, Kevin. One Thomas More thing, I am not mom right now. My epithet is Kelly."
She had left the radio on in the truck and it was playing some country medicine. I walked away from her for a bit to get my thoughts together. I looked back to where she was sitting and from where I stood I was simply looking at a very attractive adult female, one that, given the mighty circumstances, I would like to meet.
Nervously I walked up to her with my drink in my paw and simply said,"Hi. I'm Kevin."
"Hi. I'm Emmett Kelly. Damn you're tall."
I blushed a little at that.
"Just a little. Are you here with anyone ?"
Mom dropped out of character for a minute and said,"Good. You have to jazz who you are dealing with when you first fulfill someone. You don't want to be hitting on some other guy's girlfriend. That is very uncool. okay, back to Kelly now. Yeah, I'm here with a couple of my girlfriend. The left field me here so they could go talk to some hombre they know."
"Well that sucks. want me to stay and hold on you company until they get back ?"
backbone to mom mode again."Good. Never just ask in yourself to hang out with soul. Ever. That is unmannered. You did good request me if I wanted you to continue. Most girls will settle the second they meet you if they think you are worth pursuing. If they don't think so some of them will bumble you off politely by saying something like"no, I'm good"while others are not going to be so squeamish and they might simply say,"fuck off mother fucker ”. Just remember, it is always her decision if she wants to be with you. OK, back to Eugene Curran Kelly. That would be neat. Have a seat."
I sat down on the tailgate beside Kelly and didn't know what to do at this point. Part of me wanted to grab her and snog her but instinctively I knew that was not what I was supposed to be doing. Mom just sat there patiently waiting for me to say something. The problem was, I didn't know what to say.
"If you don't know me,"mom said,"you have to ask questions to find affair out."
I got it."So, where are you from ?"
"I'm from Gilmer. You ?"
"I'm from right here in Brightwood."
"cool. What sort of work do you do ? Okay, this is a very huffy thing that Princess Grace of Monaco is asking you. If you tell her that you work for your mom's baseball bat troupe she might cerebrate that you have money. If that is the case you can never be sure if she is after you or the money. Don't lie ; just enjoin her all she needs to make out. Remember, you just met her and make out nothing about her. You have no theme what kind of woman she is."
"O.K. I got it. I work for a local lumber company."
"poise. I am an office manager for my uncles company. She just told you that she works for family and that she is an berth manager. For her to be telling you that much entropy she wants you to know that she has a decent job and it is fairly assure so she doesn't"need"you. That means that if she let's you keep on sitting here talking to her that she might be interested in you. might being the key Good Book there. There is no guarantee."
"So, what do you do when you aren't at body of work ?"
"good query. What she tells you will let you know if you have any coarse interests. Not a mass breaker when trying to get to recognize someone though if you don't have any common interests, but it does help. I like to scan, go fishing, camping, just about anything outdoors."
"That makes two of us. What kind of stuff do you interpret ?"I couldn't believe how easy this is. I always thought that there was some secret pattern for getting a girl to go out with you.
"You're doing good. Asking her personal questions and actually listening to what she says instead of letting your nous movement. You're doing serious so far. Oh, one matter though."
"What ?"
"My eye are up here."She pointed to her optic and I blushed again. She had just busted me staring at her breasts.
"Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. That is a natural reaction to a lady friend with tits. Especially a fille with tits like these."I couldn't believe it as she grabbed her teat and squeezed them together and up with her elbows causing her cleavage to swell. That wasn't the only matter that she was causing to swell."Carry on."
"I just asked what you like to read."
"Oh yeah, sorry, my number then. Well, I like Steven King."
"That's cool. He isn't my first choice but he's a thoroughly source. I generally prefer something a short less vivid. I like a thoroughly mystery record book that has some comedic elements to it."
"Really ? You don't look like a reader to be honest. I figured all you would interpret would be Playboy."
I could tell she was trying to stimulate a joke so I made one back."nobody"reads"Playboy."
Mom actually laughed at that joke. Cool. This time I decide that we should choose this display on the route because I was starting to get hungry. I stayed in eccentric though just to see what would chance."Listen, this party is getting boring. You want to go get a bite to eat or something ?"
Mom looked at her watch and noticed that it really was getting to be nearly lunchtime. She stayed in character as well when she asked,"Are you going to drive ?"
"Of trend. Do you need to find your friend and let them live you are going ?"
"Nah. I'll just text them. Their probably doing the horizontal bop somewhere anyway."
I stood up and offered mom my hired hand."assuredness. Your chariot awaits madam."
I walked hand in hired hand with her to the passenger face of the truck and opened the door for her. I knew that I needed to quell in character to see what was going to happen.
"Thank you,"she said as she climbed in. I closed the door and went to get in the other side.
"Okay Kevin, you are doing right so far. See, talking to a woman isn't so hard if you are really just talking and not trying to just get in her trouser. womanhood like for you to take an pursuit in things they care about, even if you don't care about them. Now, let's go eat. I'm hungry."
"Yes Kelly."
We went to the restaurant that is on the main road toward Grandview and ate lunch, pretending that it was ten o'clock at night. After we ate I suggested that I should tug her rest home. She agreed. We went back to our house and I"dropped her off"at her front door. As she was getting out of the truck I told her,"I had a proficient time tonight."
"Thanks, I did too."She stood there for a bit before I realized what I should do at this point.
"Listen, do you think we could do this again sometime ? I'd really like to see you again."
"I'd like that. Are you busy Friday Night ?"
"No, not at all. You want to go see a movie and maybe get dinner ?"
"That would be great. nibble me up around seven ?"
"I can do that. I had a right time tonight Kelly. I'll talking to you later."I"get off"20 human foot to the parking spot.
Mom had already gone in the theater by the time that I got out of the motortruck. I didn't see her when I came through the doorway so I assumed that she had already gone up to her room. I decided that if I was going out on a particular date tonight that I should get some quietus. Although I hadn't done any physical task my wit had been working extra time. I lay down on my bed and was out almost instantly.
"Wake up Kevin. You have a date that you have to get ready for."I cocked one eye open and mom was standing over me wearing nothing but a grin and a towel. phonograph needle to say, the towel didn't go completely around her bombastic framed body. As she turned to leave I had a perfect view of her ass. My hammer instantly sprang to life. I don't know if she did it on purpose or not but just as she was getting set to take the air out of my room the towel fell.
"Oops."That was all she said as she bent over at the waist to pick the towel up. If my dick was surd just seeing her ass I could let cut rhombus with it after that show. Her beautiful ass and cleanly shaven twat were staring at me. Her large bosom were hanging slightly. I had always thought if my mom bent over that her nipple, being as big as they were, would hang considerably but they did not. They were firm than I would induce ever imagined. She grabbed the towel up and simply walked back into her elbow room.
I hopped out of bed and jumped in the shower. As much as I wanted to I resisted the urge to get guardianship of clientele. After shaving I got dressed in a skillful pair of denim and a decent clitoris down shirt that I didn't tuck in. A duad of spraying of cologne and I was ready to go. I hadn't seen mom since she had left my room so I imagined she was getting ready as well. It was then that I had an idea. If this was supposed to be a appointment then I should pick her up and not just escort her to the truck. I went outside and called mom's cell phone.
When she answered it she knew who it was because of caller I.D. Still, she said,"Hello ?"
I was actually a piddling nervous so I stuttered a little bit."Uh, is this Grace Kelly ?"
"Yes,"she was already in fictitious character."Who is this ?"
"It's Kevin. We met the early night at the bonfire."
"Oh, right."She actually sounded excited."Are you on your way to pick me up ? It's almost seven now."
"I'll be pulling up in front of your house in just a second."I backed down the driveway a room and pulled up and parked in some random spot near the front door."As a matter of fact, I am here now."
"okey. I'll be out in a second. Bye."





I could not believe it. I was actually getting butterflies in my stomach. I should not be this unquiet going out on a"date"with my son. Although, he is a lot to a greater extent big than I ever noticed before. I hurried to get myself together before I went out to encounter him. He was really getting into this whole role-playing thing. I just hope I can retain it going as well. It is actually turning me on to discover him calling me Grace Kelly instead of mom. I wonder if he will try to kiss Emmett Kelly tonight. God I hope so.
I was just grabbing my bag when the doorbell rang. honorable job Kevin, coming to the door to get me. Very posh. I will have to remember to reward you for that. As I opened the room access there he stood holding a bouquet of flower that had obviously been a last minute thought as they were out of my flower bed beside the porch. That's okay though. It was a very paying attention and romantic motion ; besides, Kelly won't know that they are not store bought.
"Kevin, wow."I took the efflorescence and made a show of sticking my nose in them and inhaling deeply."They're beautiful. I love them. Let me just go put these in some water and we can go. You want to come in ?"
"Sure."He stepped into the living way and looked around nervously like he had never been in here before. It was so cute. I could narrate that he was as nervous as I was because he couldn't outdoor stage still.
"Hey Kevin, could you do in here for a second please. I need a vase but it is out of my reach."
"Anytime."I pointed to the one I wanted that really was out of my compass without my footstep toilet. He grabbed it and handed it down to me before I filled it with water and stuck the flowers in it.
"Thanks."Stood on m tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the boldness. I could sense my indoors disruption as my sass touched his liquid skin. He had shaved and put on cologne. Impressive.
He held the doorway for as we left the house and then held the threshold for me again when we got in the truck. My Son is such a gentleman.




I couldn't consider how trade good Kelly looked. She easily looked ten long time vernal than she really was. She was wearing a very tight fitting pair of jeans that hugged her womanly shape perfectly. A close try-on Virginia Tech shirt proudly displayed her chest with the"V"and the"T"each getting their own titty. There was also ample cleavage showing in the deep cut v-neck. While her back was turned I adjusted myself in case something came up, I didn't want it to be obvious.
After we got in the hand truck we headed for Grandview that was 80 miles away. Along the way Kelly told me that I was doing a good job so far and that if I kept on at this charge per unit I would be able to talk to any woman I wanted to. I wasn't sure if I believed her but it was nice to hear her say so.
During the drive we chatted about all sort of thing. Nothing of any real grandness but I did get a little better idea of who my mom was. She told me that she really did grow up in Gilmer and that she had fallen for my dad the night she graduated in high spirits school. She said that there was an after gradation political party and he happened to be there. She said that since he was the lonesome guy there that was marvelous than her she had to go talk of the town to him.
About a year after they started dating she became significant and being the decent guy that he was, as well as being madly in love with her, he proposed. He had worked as the superintendent at the lumberyard before my grandparent's demise. His parents were ecstatic when they found out they were going to be grandparents. Her mom, on the early hand, was less than delight. She tried to pull her to let an miscarriage but since she was nineteen by this detail there really wasn't anything she could do. She could, however, throw her out of the theatre and that is exactly what she did.
Mom told me that she slept in her car that first night and that she nearly froze to death. She was scared and didn't know what to do so she went to talk to my dad's mom. When she told my grandma what had happened grandma hit the cap. Apparently grannie knew quite a few words that church-going Lady weren't supposed to know. I laughed at that image. After she calmed down she told my mom that she was going to travel in with her and my granddad. A few months later her and my dad were married in a calm down ceremony in my grandparent's backyard. Her mother didn't attend.
I was amazed at how easy I found it to mouth to my mom after I stopped calling her mom. It was as if there was some spell keeping me from saying what was on my judgment. By calling her Kelly, her really name by the way, it was like I was talking to someone totally different. I told her about how I was originally terrified of her proposition but was too scare off to secern her so. I then made for certain to evidence her that since we have began this little"experiment"that I have come to realize just how cool it really is.
We got to a little chophouse in Grandview and went inside. When we were shown to our table I pulled out mom chair and helped her get seated before taking my own seat. I had seen it done in an old movie and the lady friend in the flick was impressed by the motion. The footling old lady at the mesa beside us smiled at me as I took my butt since her and mom were sitting across the isle from each other.
Dinner was going well and we were having a good conversation about what I wanted to do with the rest of my life when I felt something brush up against my leg. At first I thought is was just mom crossing her legs and hitting mine with her foot. When it kept going I knew that it was mom rubbing her foot up and down my leg. The outcome was the fact that I knew I wouldn't be able to stand up for a few minutes at least. The one eyed fauna in my pants was trying to come out and I was thinking of any and everything potential to hold on it from happening. The last matter I wanted was to be in a restaurant full of people and have to get up with a strong on.
I looked at Kelly and she just smiled. She stopped rubbing her foot up and down my leg long enough to lean across the mesa and whisper to me,"Sometimes, when a girl really like a guy, she will do things like that to see where it leads."With the look that was in her eyes when she said that, I didn't know if she was being serious or not.
We finished our dinner without any further incidents and as we were walking back to the hand truck she told me,"When you got up to go to the restroom, the old lady that was sitting beside me said ‘ you better hang on to that man, he obviously loves you more than living itself ’. I looked her straight in the eyes and told her, ‘ don't worry, I will."
I opened the door for her and she climbed in. When I got in I asked her,"What do you want to see ?"
She got ready to say something and stopped. She paused for a moment and said,"I don't know Kevin. What's even playing ?"
"Hmm, good query. I don't really know either. I guess we will just go to the theater and figure it out once we're there."
"auditory sensation well to me."
We went to the theatre and discovered that we had picked the worst workweek in the world to go see a flick. There was nothing playing that we really wanted to see. I looked at Kelly and she was looking at me after noticing the dreadful excerpt."You want to go do something else ?"I asked her.
Her eyes lit up like it was Christmastime morning. I couldn't Tell if she was really excited or if she was acting when she asked in a sultry whisper as her handwriting was rubbing up and down my arm,"What did you have in mind ?"
I wanted to tell her that I wanted to require her somewhere and fuck her brains out but I thought I amend not say that. Even if we were acting a bit she was still my mom and I didn't want her to have sex that I really did want her.
"What do you want to do ?"I thought I would play it dependable and put the bollock in her court.
"Well, we could just go for a drive. Maybe head down toward Miller's pond and watch over the stars."
"holy place asshole !"I thought to myself. I have heard of milling machine's pond and there was only one reason that people went there after night. I know she was pretending to be a girlfriend my age, or was she, but I wasn't ready for that. Nervously I said,"Uh, okay."
She leaned against me as we walked back toward the truck. I could smell whatever she washed her hair with and it smelled like honeysuckle in the spring. That and her perfume were intoxicating and having an effect on me that I didn't want her to notice. I opened the threshold for her again and after I got in we headed for Henry Valentine Miller's pond.





I don't believe that I actually suggested that we go to Miller's pond. That is where he was conceived. I'm a little queasy. I am sure he has heard the stories of what goes on there after dark. It is the lover's lane of this neck of the woods and even the cops don't go out there after dark. Not because it is grave but because the route is so rough that more than a few people have gotten stuck trying to get in or out. You definitely need a four-wheel drive to get there. Thank god we are driving the truck and not the car.
I was leaning on him as we walked back to the truck and could smack his cologne, a cryptic musky, and manly olfactory perception. It was making me tingle where I shouldn't have been tingling. God I wanted him so bad. I know that is wrong but it was lawful. Every time that he opened a threshold for me or pulled out my chairwoman, even when he stood up as I got up from the table I could feel my pussy getting wet. It was refreshing to see mortal as Thomas Young as him acting like a gentleman. I don't know if he was doing it because I was his mom and I taught him to do that or if he actually did it because he knew it was the right affair to do.
I could feel the estrus radiating off him as we walked to the truck. His arms were vast from all the manual proletariat he did in the lumberyard. He was a elephantine and I wanted his giant in me before the Night was out.
I still couldn't believe that he went along with this wholly matter. I am an old ma'am compared to him and that fact that he was acting like I was someone his own age was still somewhat unusual to me. Did he secretly want me as much as I did him ? It really didn't seem to hard for him to lay off calling me mom and pop calling me Grace Patricia Kelly. I like hearing him call me Kelly. I t doesn't remind me at every spell that he is my son and that what I want to do to him is, not only a sin, but also illegal in most states.





As we turned out onto the highway Eugene Curran Kelly slid across the seat so that she was sitting right beside me. I didn't head since her left over chest was rubbing my right arm as I shifted cogwheel and turned the direction wheel. In fact, the fact that I had my bridge player almost in her crotch when I shifted to fourth geartrain made me want to keep stopping and starting. I am certain I could feel the heat from her twat radiating through her denim.
We made good time and twenty min later I shifted in to four-wheeled drive and started easing my way down the route, at least that is what they called it, to Miller's pond. Surprisingly there was no one else around that we could see. I drove around to the back of the pool before she pointed out an overgrown route to the right.
"If I remember correctly Kevin, if you take this route you can get to a little cove that is totally hidden from everywhere else on the pool. I used to come back here years ago with your father."
This was the low time that she had broken character in a while, but I guess she didn't want me to think that Kelly was some variety of slovenly woman that slept around in her untested sidereal day.
Back in character she said,"Ooh, this is exciting. Do you suffer any estimate where this might conduct ?"
I knew where I wanted it to lead but instead of saying what I was thinking I said,"No idea at all. I'm just winging it here. I hope it leads somewhere estimable though."
"Me too, baby. Me too."She said that in barely a whisper and I don't think she realized I heard it. I was getting Thomas More and more excited the farther we drove. Soon we were in a minuscule clarification that was mostly overgrown but still big enough to move around around in without hitting anything. Off to the left we could just get to out the shore of the pool. I backed up towards the shore before getting out and opening her door. Once she was out I grabbed a blanket that I kept behind the arse just in type we might demand it later.
She had quit commenting on how I was doing and what I should do a while ago. I was assuming, hopefully correctly, that if I did something wrong she would quit me and tell me. I let the tailgate down and overspread the blanket in the bed of the truck. We both hopped up on the tailboard and laid back, our pegleg hanging over the end.
"This is beautiful,"she said as she looked up at the stars.
I was looking at her and said,"It sure is."
She looked in my direction and noticed that I was looking at her when I said that. Despite the iniquity that was all around us I knew she blushed. She rolled over on her right face and I rolled over to my left. She had her header propped up on her hand and I was leaning on my cubitus just admiring her beauty.
Still in character she asked,"Kevin, I know we just met, but would you be offended if I wanted to kiss you ?"
What ? Offended ? Why in the world would I be offended ? The most beautiful cleaning woman in the world to me was asking me if I would be offended if she wanted to snog me. Only a sick man would say yes. I kept myself from doing back summersault and shouting for joy and simply said, honestly,"No Kelly. I wouldn't be offended. In fact I feel honored that you would want to kiss me."
With that she leaned in slowly, her lips gliding toward mine, and closed her eyes. I leaned toward her as well and could feel the butterfly in my belly going crazy. The instant our sassing touched is a consequence that I will think for the sleep of life. My mind exploded like a gasolene oiler in a Nitrospan factory. It was a hundred fireworks shows going on at once. Every nerve ending in my organic structure was screaming in pleasure.
That showtime kiss only lasted for a 2nd, or maybe a hundred years, I'm not really indisputable. All I knew was that I wanted it to find again. We pulled away from each other and stared into each others eyes. I think we were both trying to approximate the response of the former.
"Wow. What was that ?"
She replied almost out of hint,"I know, right ?"
We pounced on each former at that point. I never gave thought to the fact that she was my mother. At this point she was just a beautiful fair sex that wanted me as a lot as I wanted her. Our men began to roam over as much of each other as we could reach. Our lips were smashed together and our tongues were dancing the tango.
I could feel her enormous breasts pressed into my bureau. I had to finger them. I let my right hand move up her trunk and only paused at her belly long enough to see if she would object. I felt one and then quickly felt the other. There was no move to stop me. In fact she moaned into our buss and seemed to press her breasts into my hand a piffling harder. I found her mamilla through the thin fabric of her t-shirt and the thin bra that she was wearing. They were huge and swollen. I gently rolled one between my thumb and finger and that made her groan even more. I grabbed a handful of tit and squeezed gently. This only served to excite her even more and caused her to pres her pelvis in tightly to mine.
There was no doubt that she could palpate the erecting that I had from the second we first kissed. In fact I thought that I could find her grinding on it. I knew how far I wanted this to go but was afraid to press the issue. I was letting her confidential information this expeditiousness.
I knew how far this was going to go when she broke our kiss and breathlessly said,"You have way to many fucking clothes on. Get ‘ em off if you want to keep them."She began stripping and I did the same. secondment later we were both fully nude wrapped up in each others arms caressing and groping again.
I was running my script through her hair and down her spine until I was cupping that splendid ass of hers. She was constantly moaning as if my ghost anywhere on her body was about to send her into orgasm. I let my hands run back up her body and toward her luscious tits again, this time with nothing to keep me from really marveling at their bod and sizing. Her nipples were as big as dimes and nearly an inch long. I moved from the wonderfulness that was her mouth and moved my mouthpiece to her tit. I began to suck on it hungrily as I let my hand snake its way down her flat belly to her clean-shaven pussy. It was hot and wet.
A steady flowing of her womanly succus was coating my finger's breadth as I rubbed my hand back and forth across her puff up backtalk. When I would make contact with her clit she would hold back moving for just a second. At the same time that I slid a digit into her hole and noticed just how tight she was I could palpate her fingerbreadth wrapping around the girth of my conceited cock. We began to masturbate each other slowly.
Her breathing was getting heavy as she pushed me away. I thought I had done something wrong but was assured I hadn't when she slid down so that her cheek was in front of my humanity. I could only imagine what was going to happen as her lip opened and she ran her natural language along the length of my shaft. She gabbed my erection and lifted it so that she could then lick my balls. The feel was indescribable. She licked one and then the early before licking her way back toward the header of my shaft. She was slowing stroking the portion of my tool that she had just licked until she got to the head. Before I knew what was happening she had swallowed half of my cock. I could feel it hitting the back of her throat. I knew there was no way she was going to get all of my 12 inches in her throat. Not that it was too long, but it was just too big around. She bobbed her head on my tool for a arcminute making sure it was goodness and covered in her saliva and then she did what I didn't think was possible. She seemed to rare back and impaled her head on my throbbing member. I could feel my cock halfway to her stomach. She held it there for just a second before coming back up for air. Her optic locked on mine as she took a breath and repeated the process again. I couldn't believe it.
My head was nearly in overload. I came to my senses just long enough to pule,"Oh, god Grace Kelly. I'm going to cum."
She pulled her oral cavity of my straining cock just long enough to say,"Do it !"
That was all it took. I felt my balls tighten as I began to shoot my creamy load straight into her stomach. She pulled back so just the head was in her mouth and tried to suck the mantle into my SOB. It felt as if she was sucking the cum out of my throbbing putz instead of it shooting into her backtalk. I was about quick to guide out from pleasure when, with a concluding lick around the mind, she pulled her lips off and licked them like she had just had the best tasting intellectual nourishment in the worldly concern.
I could barely go. She had nearly sucked the energy straight from my individual but I felt obliged to rejoin the favor. I managed to slide us both down so that she was at the end of the tailgate and I was kneeling on the dry land. This put me at the perfect height to look directly into her beautiful pussy. Without a minute faltering I licked her for the very 1st time. I flattened my spit and licked from her cocksucker to her clit in one fell swoop. She grabbed hold of my head with both hands. I had no musical theme what I was doing but paid peculiar attention to what her consistence was doing. I then licked the crease where her legs met her kitty-cat. She quivered and moaned. I knew that I didn't want to lick her clit immediately so I took my time teasing her other parts.
I kissed down one lip and up the next. Her pussy was drooling profusely by this time. I stiffened my natural language and shoved it as far into her twat as I could get it. She wailed in surprise and bucked her hips up in cause to get it deeper. I fucked her with my clapper until it hurt. I then clamped my mouth over her soaking hole and sucked for all I was deserving. I was rewarded with a mouth full of female person cum and yet I didn't stop. She was still quivering and moaning when I shoved two very large fingers into her cunt. I hooked them upward feeling for the spot I knew would take her over the edge.
When I finally found her G-spot she orgasmed again. Her cum spilling around my fingers and I licked it up as fast as I could. It was the bully tasting thing I had ever had in my rima oris and I wanted more. Thanks to years of watching pornography I knew just how to get it. I locked my back talk over her clit and began sucking on it as I flicked it with my tongue. Between that and my finger's breadth constantly massaging her inner cum button I was rewarded with a massive climax that tried to submerge me by spraying my face with cum. She fell soundless as her dorsum arch and her entire body went stiff. It was a good minute before she finally came down.
She looked at me with pleading eyes when they finally opened and hoarsely whispered,"Fuck me."
Never one to refuse a lady I stood up and lined my once again strong cock up with her love tunnel. I pushed slowly until the head was just starting to give her up.
"Go slowly. That thing is going to hurt."I looked at her with an"are you trusted"look on my face."Do it. Just go slow."
I pushed the capitulum of my monster inside her slowly. I could see the looking at of painfulness on her boldness as well as the look of perfect animalistic lust. Ever so slowly I pushed forward. It was not a question of was she wet enough. It was a interrogative of how far and how fast she could stretch.
Her pussy was tight. There was no uncertainty about it. There was, however, dubiousness on my end as to whether or not it would fit in any farther. I pulled back and pushed in a piddling more. She moaned and her middle rolled back in her fountainhead. I knew in my gut that this was the way to go so I did it again. A few Sir Thomas More pump and a couple more inches later she orgasmed yet again. It continued this way for a few minutes. Every distich of inches she would orgasm until it felt like they weren't private orgasms anymore but one long continuous one. Finally I hit behind and stopped. Her breathing was labored and shallow.
"Are you okay ?"I was genuinely touch for her at this point.
Somehow she managed to breath out,"Never been better. Fuck me now. Just go slow."
I began to piston my cock into her unbelievably besotted puss as slow as I could. After a few proceedings I could find her loosening up a bit and she managed to tell me to go faster. I did. I began to pump into her faster and faster. Her sexual climax were coming one rightfield after another. After a few minutes she told me to stop. I didn't want to but I reluctantly pulled out.
"Get up here and lay down."
I crawled up into the bed of the truck and did as I was told. She straddled my waist and lifted herself up far enough to position my turncock at her entrance. She eased down on it until the head was just inside. I couldn't believe it when she slammed herself down on it until the entire thing was buried in her gut. I felt like I was in her throat. It was tight before but I must own went through her neck it was so tight. I thought she was going to squeeze the headland off. After she adjusted to the size for a moment she began to rotate her pelvis, grinding her clitoris on my pelvis as she did. Moments later I felt her rise up and spike herself again. She began raising up and slamming down on me as hard and as fast as she could.
I was mesmerized watching her heavyweight boob bounce in time to her actions. I reached up and took one in each mitt marveling at how firm yet subdued they were. I tweaked her mammilla and she screamed in pleasure. I pulled them a little harder and she came again.
"wrench them harder,"she managed to get out somehow, her breathing time as labored as it was. I pulled them even harder and she came again. I was getting confining and I told her that I was about to cum again.
"pull my nipples harder and cum in me."I pulled them even harder and gave them a petty braid and I think they heard her climax in the next county. The look of her pussycat convulsing on my cock was enough to cause me to extravasate. I bathed her uterus in my baby slugger for what seemed like hours.
She passed out on my thorax still impaled on my prick. I couldn't inculpation her. She had been in a near state of perpetual orgasm for a good thirty minutes. I lay there gently rubbing her back thinking that I was the prosperous guy on the boldness of the planet until she finally came to.
She looked a little disoriented before asking,"Did I pass out ?"
I kissed her lightly on the back talk and said,"Yes my darling lady friend, you did."
With my slowly deflating rooster still inside her she said,"Wow. That's never happened before. We are going to sustain to do that again."
Yes. This wasn't a once in a lifetime illusion fulfilled. I could get used to this. It was then that she burst my bubble.
"But, it's going to have to wait until I can take the air normally again. That hurt like hell, but I wouldn't have missed it for anything in the world."She kissed me passionately before pulling back and saying,"You know, we need to be getting home."
"Yeah, I know."I managed to get my thoughts in purchase order before I said,"I'll drop you and then head home. Can we go out again next weekend if you aren't fussy ?"
"I'd love to."
We managed to get up and get dressed, although she moved a little slowly, and then climb in the motortruck for the ride household. I dropped her at the door like before and went to park the truck. When I walked in the house she was standing at the end of the hallway like she was waiting for me to get inside. The minute she opened her rima oris I knew that she was mom again.
"How was your date infant ?"
"It was fantastic mom. Kelly is freaking awesome. We are going out again adjacent week."
"I'm glad to hear it. What did y'all do ?"
I knew at this point that she was testing me and I knew that I would never and could never say anything to anyone about tonight."We went to dinner and then we went to a movie."I normally wouldn't lie to my mother but these were extenuating circumstances to say the least, besides, she was there.
"Well, I'm glad y'all had fun."She came over and gave me a very unmotherly buss."I'll see you in the aurora baby. Good night."With that she turned and walked down the Charles Francis Hall to her room. I went to my room and fell down on the bed.
A few minutes later I heard a light tap on the door to my room. Since the door wasn't closed I couldn't understand why. I turned over and looked at my mother standing there buck raw."seminal fluid on baby. cum to bed."
I got up and followed my mom back to her way. I shed my clothes as quick as I could and climbed under the blankets with her. I knew she was sore so I didn't endeavor to even extend to her kitty-cat. Instead I was content to twine my arms around her and let her question eternal rest on my arm. The smell of her hair was relaxing me, as was her stabilize external respiration against my pectus. Soon we were both blissfully asleep, exhausted from our strenuous workout .