My name is Dred Scott, I 'm 23 this year. I 'm middling convention, 5'10 and 170 pounds. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a model anytime soon. I 'm pretty nerdy I guess but that 's in these days for some odd intellect. I work at telecommunication party as an engineer. I skipped a level in high school and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon graduation.

This week is a Three day holiday and so I decided to shoot the breeze nursing home ; it 's been almost three calendar month since the last time I went home. My parents live only an hour or so from the city but with body of work and life I guess I have just been lazy. I recently broke up with my girl of eight calendar month, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the relationship serious enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do good with committedness. I am not a player but I just seem to not 'fall in erotic love'or whatever people seem to do these days. I blame the internet and porn obviously for my discontent with romance.

It was a nice sunup when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't throw a big sign of the zodiac just a three bedroom, two bathtub, and two stories. They moved recently claiming `` with all the kids out of the theatre we do n't need all the space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a propagation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the threshold I could n't help oneself notice my female parent bent over in a stretch reaching her toes. She was wearing grey-headed yoga pants and a really soaked tank top ; nipples testing the fabric threshold. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibility and the way her pants were hugging her butt so firmly, the damp sweat stain soaking her ramification and chest. My mother Giselle is n't a thunderbolt by any substance, she 's a typical soccer mom I suppose who happened to age better than most fair sex. She never really did drugs or grass, tone down drinker but does n't wish beer. I guess she took upkeep of her health and it shows. She is n't very tall coming to just my shoulders, long sour hair currently tied in a tail, nice wide-cut youngster bearing hips and perky small dumbbell. But that butt, especially in those pants ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my castle in Spain.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't know if she was doing yoga or palate or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the invention of yoga pant might be the bingle greatest affair in the stopping point century'.

'' No I 'm just doing light exercises to keep my old bones from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guy rope in their 20s tend to swing towards onetime cleaning woman and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to youth young woman, rum that.

'' well I feel old, make out give me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and enfold my arms around her in a big hug and I could n't aid but feel excitement in my groins. She smelled wish flowers, sweat, and for lack of a better word 'sex'. She smelled like sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to keep from having a to the full hard on veracious there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still quiescency, he got home late last night. My Father-God John Lackland is a pilot so he works at unearthly minute and is gone most of the metre. `` What are your architectural plan with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't fuck, I do n't really induce anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really consume any friends here. '' It was true, being the genius that I am I breezed through high school School without ever making any durable friends and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the stream friends I have now were back in the city.

My mom occlusive and rub herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a swallow. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vinery with wine-colored and medicine, dad was hypothecate to take me but he got called in this weekend and will have to leave again when he wakes up. You probably do n't want to hang out with your old mom though correctly ? on your mini holiday ? ``

My design were going to just do laundry, eat some home cooking and saccade off on the couch all weekend, maybe watch a pic. `` Sure mom, it 's a date then '' smiling my most enamour son smile. `` I have n't seen you in a while and have n't been to wine res publica in forever it sounds fun. '' I did want to get out to the wine body politic but not for the reasons my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favorite things there. Wine and married honest-to-god women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the crafts and hooey ? '' My mom looks really energise, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of class mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' trade good, I thought I was going to have go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a speck of sorrow. `` well I 'm off to conduct a shower now, have sure you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstair and I glanced one more time at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in turns. I guess this is n't the first time I have looked at my mom in a sexual way. I 'm pretty much a downright deviant have always been since I discovered porn long ago during puberty. Growing up spending nearly of my time with sis and mom, dad gone all the sentence will piss you realize quickly what equipment the contrary sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another story. I am not a momma 's boy but I am my mom 's favorite we did n't argue the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two years younger than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in trouble with dad.

It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my tomentum as he set his bags down near the threshold. We had ready words exchanging the prerequisite inquiries into job and life and he was off without even eating lunch. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said `` So when do you want to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can allow in the sunup mom, we can do wine savouring and grab lunch someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smiling. She has this glowing about her and I wonder why she 's so wind up about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the efflorescence and grape fields ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her face and she seems lost in her excitement.

The respite of the day went by in a trice, my mother left to go shopping for a new outfit. I did some wash and task around the sign and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new kit. She then put her old bag into her elbow room and came down to score dinner. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen hum and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is home with her because she is usually alone and misses being able to cook for more than herself. It was at this point that I realized just how a lot my dad works and how lonely my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and snog on the nerve which she was all too felicitous to retort. dinner was good, unembellished fair but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's cooking again. I told her she can go get quick for bed while I cleaned the dishes. About an 60 minutes later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty snug trying on as I can see all the curves and contours of her shapely cleaning woman soundbox. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her leg were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my head teacher and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than pattern. Must be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming mugs and set them on the coffee berry table. She seemed unmindful to the facts that her robe parted inappropriately high up and I can almost see her panty as she folded her stage under her. My dungaree are uncomfortably tight in the front at this point as I just sat there and stared between her pegleg. Her ramification themselves were bright and smoothen, I wondered what they felt like. `` Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting stale. '' I snapped out of my fantasy and looked into her eyes wondering how recollective she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to look casual as I sipped my tea but I can experience her eyes still on me, face impassive. `` Your legs are really beautiful and placid mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't bother but I bought a really overnice attire and wanted to look effective tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and blushes. I 'm not sure what she thought about my insouciant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and itch her wooden leg a footling with a low moan.

'' What 's incorrectly ? '' I asked to recrudesce the silence.

'' Oh nothing just a niggling sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, stretch them out over my legs '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her foot. As she stretches out and lays her foot on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her point on the arm residual. I began to knead her foot and calves.

She lets out a moan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so dear ''. I see that she has her eye closed and a arm resting over her eyes. I snuck a peak up her stage into her genital organ and see that she 's wearing red scanty. As I work into her metrical foot and get down legs her thigh rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her powerful fundament and carefully began to slightly rub my full hard on gently. I do n't think she notices, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her feet across my lap and scooted into her more and slowly start to rub her thighs. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my fingers into her legs all the while sliding up. I ran my hired hand under her legs and power play ever so slightly right below her ass. All the while she has her eyes closed and making pleasure stochasticity quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like eternity and at the Lapplander clip not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a long time. Taking in her lips and slender neck, down to heaving chest and slightly opened gown revealing her glistening upper breast. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a bunch at her ass and I can see the lacey red panty and make out her swollen muliebrity. My bridge player instinctively moves towards her crotch slowly as if I were in a trance. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her robe down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must have fallen asleep, my body feels so relaxed. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her weapons system over her foreland like a cat and I marveled at her bender. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't appease up too late I want to leave in the morning. '' she said and walking towards the stairs, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zip had come down and a bulge was clearly noticeable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her door shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet spot on the cushion. I bent down to appear closer and took a sniff, musky ; the scent nearly drove me crazy. I reached down and pass over it with my fingers and tasted it. I closed my middle and imagined a completely sassing to the full of that sweet nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must get gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing intimacy as often as I need it. Then I look at my hard tool and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a erotica about an older woman ( a good deal like my mom ) needing to satisfy herself anyway she can. I had my earpiece on and stroking myself under the sheets engrossed into my reprobate thoughts of my mom needing to meet her needs when my mom 's head popped around the door. I did n't try her come in as my headphone were drowning out all strait. I quickly pulled my paw up and my headphone off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a trivial grinning on her and a tinge of a blush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had adequate blankets. ``

'' I 'm ticket mom. '' I said a little flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well good night ! '' my mom responds a little too chipper. As she closed the doorway I decided to just go to catch some Z's. I 'm thinking in my head teacher that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the first clock time she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage years. At least I handled it a little better than those days.

In the morning we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my mother was wearing her new rig ; a White person sundress with a flowered pattern of common. It was quite low on her humble petite chest and rode up almost to ass at the prat. She had her hair draped over her shoulders and had on matching heel. Her war paint was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't call up I ever seen her wear something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awesome and that she will definitely turn some heads at the festival. She giggled and smiled and said I was being sweet-smelling but I could tell that she loved the compliment.

The effort was n't long, about 40 minutes but with all the the great unwashed going to the festival and the route being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and folk and listened to music. But as we were coming to a stop in traffic she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't get one and that my last girlfriend broke up with me and the grounds why.

'' Are you happy with just these crack ? '' my female parent ask tilting her psyche towards me.

'' I 'm felicitous just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't take care just meeting women and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at least one of us is ... .. '' so twinkle I almost did n't hear it. I turned to face at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own mankind. Her expression was one of sadden resolve. I did n't hump what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to respond but she started telling me how much my dad worked. She said that when he comes household he is too tire out and wo n't open her the love she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some intimacy for yr. `` I have forgotten what a man 's sense of touch flavour like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my nitty-gritty earshot and seeing her like this. I reached my hand out and grabbed her low hands. I decided today I was going to recreate her up. I told her that today she should just cogitate of me as her date not her son. She seemed to be amused by that approximation and said `` ok dear, I ca n't remember what to do on a date but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the good appointment ever. '' It felt Weird calling my mom by her epithet but I was going to play this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my hand up to kiss it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm life-threatening mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot cleaning woman I somehow found the nerve to ask on a engagement ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilish smile.

'' Oh I do n't know about hot but I do possess to say I have such a well-favoured escort. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As traffic thinned out we eventually reached one of the wine maker and as we both started to take the air towards the enamour my mom puts her arms around my spine. I gave her a grin and put my hands on her shoulder and we went in. That afternoon we spent a great amount of time consuming wine and little snack. We had lunch at a small Bistro that my mom said that she loved the patio. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching nothing serious just an arm or a leg, neck and back. I forgot all about the other fair sex there, my mom was amazing when she is in her ingredient and I think the wine helped too. She was so beautiful in her attire and I flattered her outrageously. She would crimson, smile, and press her hair out of her heart blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost step forward to snog her a few prison term but I caught myself. My mom was thinking and her wit was just as sharp and sassy as any girl I flirted with back in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking hand in hand along a woodlet of olives just out back from a vineyard. By this fourth dimension I think we each had almost a bottleful of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really well-chosen rummy but still right before I lost concluded controller. I think my mom was there as well as she was all smiles and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and susurration in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobe. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the hill gentlewoman ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the J. J. Hill ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 year old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 year old I ever bent over and sleep with silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 class old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a fille catching her beau in a accidental admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my heart and soul. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your dick and balls ! '' and she burst out laughing at the feel on my face hearing my mom talk of the town like that. I could n't aid laughing with her. The dirty minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all Lunaria annua that any guy untested or old would be drooling over a luck to be with you ! ``

'' Well thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those guys ? '' She said one eyebrow going up. I can severalize she was feeling the essence of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would fuck her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine too, I was getting too aegir. But I see her musing over my access and she seems to suffer gone into her own world before turning walk towards the edifice that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a little before we drove household but I was wrong. Mom wanted more wine and I could n't resist sharing a nursing bottle with her as we had a nice dinner of Charles Lamb and mixed veggie. We shared ice ointment for afters and I could n't keep my mind clean as I watch her slurp vanilla ice cream from a spoonful, knife flicking away. I could just imagine that tongue on my peter and felt a upgrade in my pants. She seemed to discover me looking and smiled. I wondered what that grinning was for ... ..

As we left the restaurant my mom said `` I do n't believe we should be driving home in our condition. '' I glanced at my alky mom and thought that the cab home would cost too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next door we should relax and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a elbow room. As it happens that the festival was in full swing the only room they had was a one bed suite. I got it without promote contemplation.

The room was nice, a little old and old fashion but at least it was clean. My mom was lying on the bed on her vertebral column and I can see her skirt ride up veridical far. I could n't help but just want to jump on her and rape the hell out of her but that was nutcase thought. She seemed to still be in a playful mood and coyly said `` Is this part of the appointment too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college slovenly woman. '' She rolled the last word 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironic if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were gentle. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my pantie ? '' I 'm not exactly indisputable how much of her was joking and how much was the wine-coloured but it got me hot. But we both can find the tensity in the air.

'' You 'll feel out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have nothing to recede. Except my saneness, maybe my family relationship with my mother, a fortune on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My cock was in the driver buttocks now. I walked over to her and straddled her genu to both face of her rosehip. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my eyes and I could n't quite say what I saw ; lust, trepidation, amusement, and maybe a petty bit of veneration. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't desire to play defecate conceive play appointment anymore so I leaned close to ears and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so amazing yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to relieve oneself you forget about all your trauma just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her name snapped her out of her role play but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not trusted what you mean sweetie. '' She said a petty afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to hope me, that I never want to smart you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and trust me ? '' I was close to losing my firmness of purpose as I saw her stare right into my eyes and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with oculus closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her fundament like the dark before, rubbing them but this time I brought them to my mouth and started kissing her toes. She gave a quick tug when I put them in my mouth but settled into a low murmur. I kissed my way up her stage and I can see her hands were poised to labor me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to take hold of my face away when got to her internal thigh but she slightly opened her pegleg instead. I kissed and sucked on her intimate thighs right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her back and moaning quietly.

I could reek her getting wet, it was heaven, like an addiction It drove me to kiss and lap her legs harder. With my hands I pushed her skirt up around her waist exposing her lacey inglorious lash, I was expecting something more conservative but was n't disappointed in the raft. I just looked for a piece before putting my mouthpiece directly over her snatch, it was n't behind or wild-eyed but urgent and primal. I had a mission and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my spit into the fabric hugging her lips and pushed my tongue into her along with panties. They were soaked before joining with spittle but now they were thoroughly wet. I can feel her tense up and she brought her hands to her mouth to stifle a cry of pleasure. In one Swift motility I brought both my hands to her step-in waist and pulled them down and around her articulatio talocruralis. well I thought there 's one mystery solved, she definitely shaved hold out Nox. She kicked them off with repose and I went back between her pegleg. As my spit parted her lips and lapped up her clit she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her mitt were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` believe me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her script on the back of my head instead. I was in good sex mode now and was going at it hard with my tongue as I brought my script and slid two fingers in facing up into her really wet twat. I began rubbing them position to side slowly at first but began gaining in stop number as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her coxa into my face. As I can finger her succus building up and swelling I began to pierce my finger deeper in and out. She fell still not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breath and shout out `` Oh shit, I 'm cumming ... ..oh dump. '' Her body starts to convulse and I see that her middle are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her bird. I moved up her body trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic reality she was in at the moment and started to nest her neck softly. She wrapped her branch around me and I slowly started to unzip her apparel on the side. Once it was all unzipped I started to climb up off of her and pulled down her garb exposing her cute little breast. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to lick on her tit and she jerked every time put my mouth around them and sucked. I kissed all over her soundbox from neck opening to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her brass.

She had such a fulfill expression on without any hint of sound judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a osculation and she kissed me back. I lower and hovered over her mouth, her rap lips slightly ajar and I can see her perfective white teeth. As I hovered I licked her lower lips quickly and again. She moved her read/write head up to try to get me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my warm tongue darting in and out, sometimes lapping her scurvy lip sometimes speed lip. She seem to grow tired of the plot and used her workforce to pushed my face into her in a passionate buss, both our tongue working to tame the other. I ran my hand down her mild consistency and grabbed her ass and pulling her pegleg up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet lips between her legs and she let out a breath. She reached to force my shirt over, only pausing in her osculation to tear my shirt over my head.

Then she reached down and unbutton my pant and slowly stuck her hand into my boxers. As her finger's breadth point grazed the tip of my cock I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her fingers down my shaft and cupped my balls and back up up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her prospicient enough to pull my pant and shorts down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a thrill out watching me fumble and let out a short jest. All I could do is grin seeing her in all her joy. The anxiousness we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to sustain vanished as we stared at each other and the worldly concern seemed to lay off. Like the tone you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer torso experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right at her and her leaning on her elbows enjoying the deal of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to go up her missional and thrust myself mysterious inside her but as I got between her legs she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my prick in her rectify hand and brought her back talk on it. The insistent warm suction that I experience was so bang-up that I shot out a bunch of incoherent string of curses I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going mysterious and gagging a little. I never knew she had the skills but I guess you learn something everyday huh.

I wanted zip more than to cum right then into her mouth but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and delicious pussy. I pushed her off and had her turn over on all fours. I put a pillow under her belly and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her courteous tuck mother fucker. I wondered if anyone has ever had the delight of that love hole. I reached down and opened her cheeks wide of the mark with both my hand and stuck my tongue in her ass. She cried out but put her nous down on the bed and started making modest yipping racket. I pushed my spit in and finally got the tip into that soaked bench vise of a ring. She moaned and I heard her own versions of tongue-tied sentences.

Not being able-bodied to resist anymore I brought my cock and rubbed her slippery snatch getting both our juices mixed and slid in slowly all the way until my testis hit her clit. I began slowly move back and forth pushing down on her lower backrest and squeezing her ass boldness. As I got into a more faster rhythm I stuck my digit into her asshole and she started thrashing around lost in her orgasm. All I could hear was grunts and moan muted by the fact that her face was buried into the weather sheet. Her toes curled and her hands were grasping the plane for purchase. I took this moment to really startle pounding her. I grabbed her hips and started going for broke trying to smash as hard as I can into her ass, our stage were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to break my mom 's hips I screamed out in pure bliss as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her cervix. I collapsed on top of her still inside and reached to pull the now soaked pillow from under her. As our bodies meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our fret I reached with both handwriting and took both her hands and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her knocker. After a while my soft cock slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her pussy. Not wanting to proceed but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her eyes were closed. I wiped my cock with one towel while I held the other. I moved to her side of meat and began to clean the outside of her twat, leg, and venter. I pushed the towel under and told her to farm her hip joint up a piddling and she did. Using my two digit I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that much before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to wipe my finger's breadth clean she grabbed my hands and brought my fingers to her mouth and sucked my digit clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the only thing I heard.

My mind was totally broken, that was the most erotic affair I have ever seen in my life and I 've watched a lot of dirty shucks ; women eating creampies were some of them but to watch out my mom do it with my own cum was bear in mind blowing.

I just stood there with my fingers in her mouth and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my manus and reached out and deplumate me onto the bed. Lying down following to her she moved and cuddled up adjacent to me and without saying a unmarried word went to sleep. I must have been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her physical structure I fell into a cryptical slumber.

In the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked next to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out about the import of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more depressed. I got up took a shower to dampen off all the awkward sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to call her on my telephone set my mom came in the door.

'' Morning, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning sweetheart ... ..I just went for a base on balls, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any different but she could be just hiding it like a lord spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you need to just go home ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go home, I 'm not that hungry unless you are ? '' Playing it cool, even though I was dying to talk about what we did lastly night.

'' Ok hun, did you ask me to labor ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a maternally way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my fingers I thought darkly.

'' I can drive, ready ? '' I replied. could n't help oneself but glance at the bed one last time before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way home there was n't much conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our strenuous bodily function. She slept all the way home and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm dreary steady but I must of been more fag out than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a just son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to take a shower bath offset then I 'll fudge tiffin for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to feign like null happen then I wo n't contribute it up. Not yet at least.

That completely day nothing seemed out of the ordinary, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the evening back to the city and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the doorway. `` sweetie ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a couple of minutes. She seems to feature found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually initiate the subject of our incestuous night. I know I should have just said 'you 're welcome'and move on but I was kind of hurt. I did thought there was something special between us beyond a son relieving some sexual frustration from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for last nighttime, it 's been so retentive since I felt like a desirable woman, let alone a lover. I hope it was n't eldritch for you or anything ? If so I have the therapists number on swiftness dial for both of us. '' She said with a queasy chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an embracing. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulders and pulled her into a osculation. She was loth at showtime, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her clapper into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll name you again. '' With a evil smile I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of Special Air Service. All I could do was laugh but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a booty yell now or something ? '' she said this while flipping her tomentum and pretending to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would have laugh but I was too shocked.

'' sweetheart I have cable and raft of time to watch. Why do you think you smiled so much shoemaker's last night. Oh and do try to come home more often ok '' She said with a malevolent grinning of her own as she walked out of the room swaying her hips leaving me truly befuddled and super horny.

After that weekend I made certainly to visit home more than and more .