I was 14 at the clock time that my Dad called me over to him and said"John, your Mum has asked me to ask you not to masturbate onto the incline of your bed tabloid. It is rather concentrated to rinse out after it has dried so much."I was somewhat red faced but I said"Ok Dad."

I denied myself a hand job that night and it took longer than normal for me to fall asleep ; and I still had a hard on. I woke up the side by side morning with a raging boner and couldn't period my hand from stroking up and down my 8 column inch cock. It didn't take long before I was heroic to bumble my load. I couldn't think of where to sprout it, so in my desperate blurry mind I ran into Mum's bedroom, Dad was already at work, woke Mum up with the head of my cock swelling set to burst forth in strawman of her face. She opened her eyes to see my cock staring her in the eye."Mum, where do I cum, I'm desperate and the pressure is killing me ?"

She could plainly see that I was gripping my rooster stopping the menstruation of cum and I was in suffering. She obviously didn't want about a quartern of a pint of cum spraying all over her bedclothes so she brought her forefront forward and took my hammer into her sassing. This was far too a lot for me and I let go of my cock, immediately flooding her oral fissure with my cum and I could see and get a line her swallowing it. After I had finished shooting my wad my cock deflated slowly and I pulled it out of her sassing."John Lackland, you should have used a tissue paper, intellect you with that much cum it would have to be a huge tissue, it tasted nice too. If you get heroic again come to me,"she told me"now get dressed for school. ”.

I got rest home from school and Mum was at the mesa in the kitchen rolling pastry. I called hullo, put my schoolhouse bag away and string up my crownwork up. I walked up behind my Mum and put my weapon system around her in greeting. I was feeling very daring due to mum swallowing my cum that morning so I slid my hands up until I could sense the bed of her breasts encased in her bra."Mum, can I, delight ?"She took stock of the position of my hands and asked,"You want to feel my breasts ? Why ?"“ Yes Mum, I am curious as to what they feel like as I am beginning to observe girls, so I would wish some pointers on how to deal them."I replied.

Mum thought for a few minutes and then nodded,"Ok then, go ahead."So I slid my hands up onto her breasts and was disappointed,"Mum, they are so hard, it's not what I expected."“ Oh,"she said,"that is because of my bra."“ But how can I get to have it off what they are like if you are wearing armour ?"I exclaimed."clash, Clank."I said as I tapped her knocker with my knuckles."Very funny,"she smiled.

Mum went quietly and I could see that she was debating with herself what to do, what to take into account."Ok,"she said,"Unzip my dress."I did that, exposing her rear and a rather wide bra strap."Now, see where my bra is fastened ?"“ Here ?"I asked pressing my finger's breadth onto what I thought the fixing was."Yes, that's it. Now, grip the strap both sides of the holdfast and push your hands towards each early unhooking the fastener."she instructed. I gripped the shoulder strap and pushed my hands towards each former. The elastic was stronger than I had thought it would be and I grunted a little at the effort. I found that there were three claw and looked at them closely."Are all bras fastened like this Mum ?"“ Yes Saint John the Apostle some only have one hook and for the very large and dense breasted women, four."

I pushed the shoulder strap to each side of meat along with the back of her apparel. I looked at her sides where the bra shoulder strap had been wrapped around her and saw the huge indentations which were redder than the surrounding physique."Wow Mum,"I said, rubbing my hands over the indentations,"doesn't that hurt ?"“ Yes trick,"she replied,"but you get used to it.

I started to rub one English of her dorsum to try and smooth out the indentation. She groaned,"Oh, that's nice,"she said, leaning on the table. I rubbed and kneaded one side for about three minute and moved over to the other face repeating my action. Both areas looked considerably better for the rub."Oh, that feels so a good deal better can, I'm glad I decided to allow your petition now. Slide your paw round me both sides just as you did when you arrived but under my bra."I did this and laid my cheek against her tender cover. My hands slid around her and encountered two Brobdingnagian, to me, physical body earth. So I continued on and stroked all over them lightly and finding her hard nipples."Mum, why are your mammilla hard ?"I asked."That's because they are very sensitive and even though you are my son it is a very sultry tactual sensation, you stroking my breasts like that. When you get to this stage with a girl, be just as aristocratic and caring as you are now."she replied."Now, film a assuage traveling bag on each pap and crush them slightly."I did."A footling harder, yes, that's it. Now roll the nipple between your fingerbreadth. Oohh, oohh, yes that's just right, oh god I'm so wet."I don't think she meant me to hear those final five words.

By this time my hard on was getting painful, and I tried to neglect it."Mum, now I know what they feel like and have an idea of how to palm them and I have seen word picture but it's not like seeing the genuine thing."I noticed that Mum's dress had slipped one-half way off her shoulders. She stood up and turned rung to face me. She allowed the berm of her clothes to drop off completely of her shoulders and continue down her body taking the bra with it. I was entranced, I was face to breast, and they were gorgeous.

I was only about two in away from Mum's right teat and without thinking leant forward and latched onto the nipple. Mum groaned and put her hand at the spine of my head in acceptance of the loving suckle that I was giving her. I transferred to her left nipple and got another groan from her. While I was occupied like this I undid my trousers and let them drop, then eased my undies over my afflictive cock. existence released, my cock felt very often better and not so painful.

I eased back from Mum's nipple and stood up with a sappy smile on my face. Mum looked down and saw my massive hard on, about 8 in long and nearly two across. She gasped at the sight and said"Gracious John, I don't like the colour of your penis, is it painful ?"I nodded."cum on then."She picked her dress and bra up and I collected my pant and undies. Mum led me on a higher floor and looking up I watched as her backside swung sideways as she ascended the stairs. I could easily see that between her ramification, her breeches were soaking wet and I could see that there was some liquid running down the inside of her thigh."Mum, did you have an chance event ? I can see liquid running down your leg."“ No, can,"she said,"that is my womanly juices that are to help lube me for sexual activity. about men like the taste of them a lot."“ penchant ?"I exclaimed,"men lick that up ?"“ Yes,"she asserted,"just like I swallowed your cum this morning, it had a overnice taste."I reach a hand forward and stroked a finger up Mum's leg, collecting quite a bit of the liquidness on my fingerbreadth and transferred it to my mouth. It was lovely ! I wanted more, so I scooped more up from her legs.

We got to her sleeping accommodation and she turned to me."I can tell you liked the gustatory sensation of my juices."I nodded."Ok then,"she stripped her knee breeches off and I caught sight for the world-class metre of a three-sided patch of fortunate brown hair where her ramification joined onto her eubstance. I looked up the unit length of my mum and realised she was rather lovely. Smooth skin, a very attractive face, a generous but not fat hourglass figure and wavy blonde hair's-breadth down to her shoulders. She sat on the edge of the bed and parted her wooden leg."Right now John, I am going to teach you the section of a woman's body."Her digit parted the haircloth and I could see a slightly pulsating pink area,"This is my pussy, a cosmopolitan password encompassing all that is there. These are my John R. Major or outer Labia,"she started, pointing at the several division as she spoke,"these are my pocket-size or internal Labia, this swollen nub here is my button and is VERY sensitive, this is my Uretha were my wee comes out of, and this is my Vagina where the juice, that you found you like, fare from. It is also where you came from into this globe. Do you want to savour them straight from the source ?"“ Oh, yes, what do I do ?"I gasped.

"Just thrash the full length of my interior Labia and you will get quite a lot, you can push your tongue into my Vagina where the juices are made."I did as directed and my oral fissure was flooded with my Mum's nectar, well I thought it was nectar, and I had to swallow several time, there was that much. Mum was moaning seriously while I was doing this, it must let felt very honorable for her, just as having my stopcock in her lip felt very skilful for me."Feel for my clitoris John, lick it and the suck on it VERY gently."I did as she said and her moan got often ‘ more ’."Ok John, now I want you to stand ; good, do the like legal action with the principal of your cock as you did with your knife. Oh yes, just like that, another dyad, aaahh yes. Saint John, now I want you to put the capitulum of your cock in my vagina. Yes, just like that. Now, push your cock all the way into my vagina. My God, that feels wondrous. deplume it out until the headspring is still inside me and push back in. Fantastic. Now, repeat that action, start slowly to get the feel of it and then speed up as you feel able-bodied to without your cock coming out entirely. It's just like using your script but you are using my vagina instead."

I started to hurl in and out of my Mum's vagina and it felt unbelievable. My hammer was already primed for cumming so it didn't take long for me to unload all my cum into my Mum's vagina."God, that felt so good."Mum gasped."Suck my nipples again Saint John. You're still hard so you can carry on thrusting please."So, I sucked her mamilla and thrust my cock in and out of her vagina. After about three moment I felt my Mum's interior muscles grip my hammer and she let out some shouts and close shave while her body trembled and shook. I continued thrusting and sucking, I was in promised land. I carried on for another ten minutes while Mum squeaked trembled and shook twice more. I then slammed my cock into her as far as I could and pulsed a consignment more cum into her. I just about collapsed on top of her, gasping like a fish out of piddle. My workforce were automatically stroking her breasts and tweaking her mamilla until my turncock finally deflated and slipped out of her. I managed to stand on my wobbly branch and struggled round to sit on the edge of the bed beside her.

I looked at her pussycat and saw my cum leaking out. I couldn't let it get on the bed clothing and Mum was still flaked out so I knelt between her legs. She swallowed mine and hers is Delicious so I don't see any reason why I shouldn't suck my cum out of her. So I applied my mouth to her pussy and lapped up all the juice leaking out of her and they tasted ok, quite gracious in fact.

The following dayspring after Dad went to ferment I rushed into Mum's bedroom and before she could object my pecker was recondite inside her and my mouth was sucking her magnificent nipple. This was the pattern on every weekday that dad went to work and at the weekends if he went out I had her bent over the table or on the floor receiving Sir Thomas More of my deposits. I nearly always licked her out afterwards ; I got to like the perceptiveness very much. Mum also sucked me off quite often as well as she really enjoyed the tasting of my cum .