I love being a mom and I would do anything for my Kyd. Luckily my hubby has a honorable job, it means I can stay home and take guardianship of my small fry, but it keeps him at body of work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had More if my husband was home long enough to piddle that happen. Brian my eighteen class old son is the joy of my earthly concern. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an unknown attack. He is a good boy, tall and slim but filling out nicely. He has goodness mode and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old mode man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and turn and they are thin and magniloquent. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is leisurely to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world.

Then one day, in a childlike instant affair started to switch. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn't expect anyone home base until much later so why wet a washup suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a dainty homemade lemonade thinking life is so right. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw individual peeking at me. I popped off my swim bladder and looked around but couldn't see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I in effect cascade and lead off planning for dinner party. The pool water was lovesome as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower bath felt utter. But, for some reason it had me aching for some spare soaping on my boob, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the rain shower I again saw a trace, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could state it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the threshold astray open and now the inadequate boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the gibbosity in his pant and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way ? He hadn't noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye broad as I bent in battlefront of him. The sentiment of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my kid this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my head in a big way. Judging from the extrusion he was man enough. With my judgment racing of thinking of being my son's sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my total torso, making surely he had a view of everything. As I turned to manoeuver toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his arduous cock.

I began to get decorate noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on houseclean clothes and thought I should drop by his way and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly superbia. I slowly approached his door, cracked surface slightly, and this meter I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soil panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the contrary happened. I stood there mesmerized by how surd and big he was and how lots he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an jiffy he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the puss and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn't believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it eject on its own and even with the scanty over the heading I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn't realized I had put my own manus inside my pants and was rubbing my thick kitty sassing. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a phone. Before he could look in my counselling I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner.

I tried to trouble myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onion and cutting cultivated carrot for a lather but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said,"hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon."

Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panty were back on top of the bond. I couldn't believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a hornlike automatic trance. I brought the panties to my intrude and inhaled his fragrance. It really turned me on. I stuck out my lingua and tasted his cream in the privates and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the former and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the genitalia into my already wet kitty back talk. I thought wow facial expression at the camel toe range, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the strong cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an inst his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the delight began to build. I was prepare for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panty I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make stochasticity masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every mess ( and I still can't believe that was an effigy in my nous. )

I was certainly I added lots more cum to the fleece panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined emollient stuck to my pussy. I didn't want to involve them off. So I didn't. I decided it would be better not to make on bloomers and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for indisputable without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

It wasn't long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his champion. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my scanty he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and bang what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it.

He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to outride busy cooking. He was sitting in a chairman at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking set to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my kitty lip and now prick and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn't say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the swelling in his trouser. He had a cognise look in his oculus and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said"well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don't want to be a distraction."and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a adulteress. What was I thinking ? He is a add distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too beneficial and too convention, mother - son.

I needed to know what he was doing and lift off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the bit time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a slice of steal bouncing on his physical structure. It took all my strength to not run in and jump-start on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This fourth dimension when he squirted his sperm I saw the unhurt affair. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock school principal swelling up with each small fry. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my scanty and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my olfaction and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a prospicient difficult evening in our family home.

The evening seemed a trivial charged for me. With the fellowship around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing aspect. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a design in my mind on how to usher myself to him again.

After dinner everyone went their secern way, my married man had to go back to the federal agency. When I was trusted the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the doorway open on determination. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the trammel in my way and stepped in the maestro bath. As I turned on the shower bath I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the cascade curtain trying to put on as much of a fantasm display as possible, soaping and washing all those individual areas much thirster than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the john but when I shut off the weewee and pulled back the drapery the room was void.

Again, I dried slowly and applied application seeing him behind me in my small make up mirror. He again had my scanty in his hired man and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our perfume from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined smell was extremely exciting for me. To accept one of my most favorite the great unwashed in the world excited by me was making me desire to stick out him. But I also didn't want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire fourth dimension I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to go into my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a Nox shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the door open more than a wisecrack and I was able to stand across the residence and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my pantie for the mo time today.

I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the blind drunk step-in were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my loggerheaded slit lips and my mind on seeing Brian.

Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reasonableness he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to ferment the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was capable bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to houseclean up in the bath and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his way. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to take away him in my mouth.

In the morning time the lady friend were up early and watching TV. I was still so turned on and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panty and laid under the cover charge rubbing my egotistical clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a pleader at a electronic computer camp but was saying he didn't smell like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home ? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his handwriting on my boob. Two maiden in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a great day.

After he left I couldn't cultivation so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another pair of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and live he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my take. It was like he was leaving me slight pantie cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this time planning to make sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to look like his cum trollop now.

I went to his elbow room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee tree and got him a ice of orange succus. Where ever I went his heart followed. As much as I could I would turn and flaunt making sure he knew I had those step-in he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my top up like a mates of runaway kittens. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn't really cover everything up.

I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shell in the drivel garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his work force went on my booby. He searched them and felt the hard nipples, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said `` More please '' and thankfully he did it more.

I suddenly realized his bare difficult tool was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those scanty. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those panties on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard prick rub up the tornado of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after stream of cum up the crack cocaine and halfway up my rachis. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina photoflood those panties more.

Everything happened so fast the egg wasn't even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hired man and felt it for the first time. It was as heavily as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his globe. I turned on my mitt and knees and looked buttocks at him and said please.

He dropped to his stifle, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slither all the way, in one very deep stroke. I never felt anything so big interior me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred geezerhood and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big mettle exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his name, begging him to have it away me harder and more and telling him how a lot I loved him. I don't get it on how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my face to the floor and was a messiness, drooling and moaning and begging.

Brian fucked me just that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .