For as long as I can commemorate, Mum and I have always lived on our farm. I do all the hard chores for her. I ca n't even remember my Father, but I can still clearly think back the first meter I ever had the chance to spy on my female parent. She was in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, with her dress up around her waist. There was no pubic hairsbreadth visible. I found out much later that she had always shaved.
I did n't take a noise, I just stood there staring at my mother there like any healthy pubescent fourteen year old boy would do, when he was spying on any grown adult female, Mother or not. Mum, was and still is a very beautiful woman. She is a adept mate than any of my friends. I can say or do almost anything to her.
It all started when I was in bed playacting with my erect tool under the cover, when Mum came into my room. I quickly stopped all the move that I had been making with my cock. I was n't quite flying enough in stopping. `` You should n't have to do that, son, '' She said, `` We should be living closer to town, and then you 'd have other friends around you. ``
'' Oh ! It 's alright, Mum, '' I said, `` I can get by out here and besides I like it here. ``
I have always loved my Mother, very dearly and I 'd do anything for her, if she asked me. I had stolen a pair of her sheer knickers that I kept hidden in my room. I quite often either jade them or wrapped them around my cock when I was jacking off. Fantasizing about her being naked under me. Mum did n't fuck about my phantasy and I was n't about to tell her about them, either.
Mum, had started to lavish modest loving duties onto me, just after I turned XIV and she had found out that I was getting erection. She did n't recognize how well developed my dick and balls were. Whenever I jacked off I always stopped just scant of interjection, so I did n't know what coming was like. Mum started coming into my chamber more often and her clothing began to get Sir Thomas More skimpy every time. Then one sunup when she came in. I could tell that she did n't have much on under her negligee, I could n't see any thing. These visit became more frequent, but they never really came to anything either.
Then one day the inevitable happened, I got to the degree where I needed sexual release. I could n't very well tell Mum that I wanted to fuck her, even though I really did require to. It was around that time that Mum started wearing shorts and low cut blouses more often ; I soon noticed that she was sitting more carelessly when she was wearing short pants ; that she bent over more often when she was near me to clean up affair, revealing a lot of ass from the rear view or a view of her nipple down her blouse from the front. They were all just the little things, but they added up to the fact that I was seeing a lot more of Mum than I should give been seeing. I was certainly enjoying it.
One day Mum was wearing a short-circuit golf game doll, a dash of garment that she had never worn before that leap. I was lying on the carpet watching TV when she bent over to pick up the Sunday newspaper that was lying on the floor nearby. The paper was in several segment, she picked up each one separately. She bent straight over from the waist and the short skirt went way up over her second joint, even revealing the Twin crescents of her white scanty. I leaned forward to get a good view of her full-of-the-moon round thighs and her sexy ass. She took an awfully foresighted time picking up the diverse percentage of the composition, much longer um started wearing than necessary. Then suddenly I looked beyond her and saw the reflection in the full length on the closet door that she was watching me. She quickly glanced away, but in that brief consequence I realised that Mum was bending over for my benefit, she was watching my reaction.
I was bowled over ! Now all those little temptation slid into place. I was convinced that Mum was deliberately leading me on, enticing with all those little glimpses of her goodies. It too good to be avowedly, but I was almost certain. But what should I do ?
Was Mum going to do more than just tempt ? Was she just a `` cock-teaser ? '' If I responded too boldly, what would happen ? The next week was a cat-and-mouse secret plan, with the two of us taking twist at both parts. She kept up the radiation diagram of revealing her good luck charm. I started staring a little more openly, daring to let her see me looking. I started holding her thirster on the hugs, kissing farseeing, and pulling her consistency against me tighter so that she could n't avail sense my gruelling cock against her paunch. started praising her more. She, too, would seem bolder, but then would retreat into that sacrosanct of mummy-hood. I would get More boldness and then perpetrate back, too, for fear of going too far and offending her. But I grew gradually more certainly that Mum really could be had if affair just worked out. When the disruption finally came, it was all so dim-witted. It was Saturday morning, a very warm day for the end of April. I had just showered and was sitting at the breakfast table, wearing just a pair of shorts. Mum had the same golf wench on and was bringing Sir Thomas More bacon and bollock to put on my plate. She stood right beside me, almost touching me, much secretive than she needed to be. Without really thinking, just reacting, I reached out and ran my hand up her inner second joint from her knee to near her crotch and then down again, lightly caressing the bland, piano skin of her shapely leg.
Mum stood stock still. Realising what I had done, I felt a wave of hotness rush through me. But I just kept on moving my paw up and down that gorgeous leg, feeling the firm richness of her beautifully tapered second joint. Mum still did n't incite. clip seemed to stretch out to eternity. I started to fondle the thigh more, squeezing the soft human body. Then finally Mum seemed to relax and I heard a recondite sigh. It was as if she were letting go, variety of letting down the roadblock. She put her arm around my neck and said, `` Oooooh, that feels oh ! Ahhh ! so beneficial, honey. '' She set down the pan on a plate. I pulled her over finisher against me and put my other hired hand on her leg. Mum leaned down slightly, holding my point against her chest as I ran both manpower up and down that magnificent bare second joint. Finally I slid my handwriting to the interior of her leg, all the way up to her privates - and wow ! My finger encountered cipher but curly hairsbreadth and soft damp flesh - no scanty ! I soon had both deal up there, one petting that hot hairy pussy, the former exploring the smooth, firm hemispheres of her bare ass. Mum spread her leg farther apart and again murmured, `` Oooooh ! That feels so screw sound, so good, love ! ``
I tried to pull Mum 's chick up so I could get a just look at her sexy goodies.
'' Just a minute, dearest, let me slip it off, for you. '' She said,
She quickly unzipped and lowered the little skirt and stepped out of it as it dropped to the floor. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and took it off as well - no bra ! There stood my howling Mother, completely naked ! Her big, wide-cut boob stood out proudly, sagging only slightly from their weight, the pinkish-brown nipples sticking out long and hard. Her unsubtle pelvic arch flared out from her house waist. Her slightly rounded belly with its pretty navel point curved down into the `` vee '' of her mound, covered with an copiousness of thick, crispy brown hair, through which I could see the vain sassing of her slit. Mum turned slowly in front of me to founder me a vista of her out-thrust, very sexy ass. It was broad and dimpled, round and smooth, creamy white, with that exciting grim valley dividing its pleasant-tasting halves. Mum spread her peg apart and set over in front of me, thrusting her wild ass right in my face and revealing her hairy kitty-cat framed in that exciting articulation of her thighs and her ass. I grabbed her ass and started covering it with candy kiss at the Saami time tugging at my short circuit to perpetrate them off. I gently pushed Mum over to the island counter, where she laid her head and spread out her arms, leaving her ass sticking out at me. I stepped up to her ass and pushed my the brain of my unbending cock against her pussy. Mum reached a hand back between her leg to assist me steer my cock into her cunt, then she pushed her ass back as I shoved my prick deeper into her creamy cunt. Man did it ever feel good !
I was soon in Mum 's cunt right up to the hilt and I started fucking her for the inaugural fourth dimension. She responded eagerly, bucking her ass back into my belly. What a marvellous sight - my mother 's bare ass, humping and wriggling, jamming my happy cock deeper inside her wildly uncoerced slit ! I put my arms around her to grab hold of her big mammilla and squeezed them tightly as I fucked my dick into her. I was ramming into Mum so hard now that every poke lifted her up on her toes. If she had n't been braced, I would receive lifted her up onto the counter with the force of my fucking. Mum was giving it back to me with a passion. There was plenty of power in her full thighs and broad ass. Her cunt was athirst to receive as a great deal of my unvoiced cock as it could possibly swallow. Finally that hot, delicious opinion started spreading from the mind of my stopcock through to my groin, I knew I was about to come, I began to gasp and grunt. Mum 's ass and cunt just went savage. Man, could she act her ass ! Then I was spurting into her. Mum gave a little train of oohs and aahs and then a farsighted drawn out moan as she shook and shuddered uncontrollably. She let me push her intemperate against the replication and pin her there as my cum snap into her. She just stood there trembling and panting in the throws of her own smashing orgasm. She was soon just lying there with me almost lying on her back, her ass was pushed right up to my belly and my rooster was still buried deep inside of her contracting, squeezing cunt.
What a tremendous nookie she had given me, it was - our first, but sure as inferno it was n't to be our last !
When I finally pulled my dick out of her cunt she led me naked to her bedroom, as we got to her big double bed, I gave her a push and as she landed on my back, on the bed, she spread her legs panoptic apart, waiting to be fucked again, I jumped on top of her and repel my, putz into my hot, slippery, number filled cunt. We spent the rest of the daybreak fiercely fucking, sucking, licking, tickling, laughing, teasing, loving and talking.
After lunch I grabbed her and fucked her unceremoniously on the waiting room elbow room carpet, then on the couch in the basement.
That night we went out for dinner party, then we went for a drive out into the res publica, as soon as she stopped the car, I was all over her trying to get my peter up her. Even as we were climbing into the game seat I was still trying to get my cock into her. Then as I finally got her into the back tail end, I climbed rightfield on top of her and I fucked her again.
When we finally got home, I literally tore her clothes off, I threw her onto the bed and fucked her yet again before we fell into an exhausted sleep, in each early's blazon, well-chosen and sexually satisfied for the moment.
The next dawn I was awakened by mum sucking on my rear prick. I quickly spun around, getting my trunk under hers and into the sixty-nine position so I could clamp my mouth around her hot cunt lips. It was the intimately breakfast we ever ate ; I know it was my most delightful breakfast