daze and Awe…
By co-authors Phyllisroger

It was long ago or was it yesterday. Finally, after a long day it was time for some residuum and recreation…heavy on"recreation."My home was void except for me and my deary large dog. I was feeling randy. When the air came through the capable door I could tell. My cunt was wet and the air cooled me, only making me more hot and ready to go upstair with Duke…my large lightlessness lab. OMG, we were a team and we joined…as in joined…together for fun whenever we had the prospect. This afternoon was one of them.

small fry were at schoolhouse, hubby away on one of his traveling excursion. Being alone was a form of stimulation and I called Duke. We moved upstairs to my bedroom for a trivial play. I chuckled his ears, he had that doggie smile, he was breathing from climbing the stairs and with each breathing time his doggie rooster pointed our of its sheath…inhaling, exhaling and his pecker in unison. I petted his school principal, played with his cocktail dress and out came a pulsing, dripping cock. I stroked the cock, leaned down and kissed as it grew hard and flexed to the hint of my quick kissing. I sucked the tip.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in my chill house coat which hung loosely on my trunk and down to my human knee. It was our little biz and Duke nosed up the hem several times and then moved forward. He knew what to do. He was under my dress. I spread my legs and he took a big glorious slurp of my cunt sending thrills through my body. I lifted my garb to my waist and Duke was in serious attention. I lifted my cunt for him ; disperse my backtalk and he didn't disappoint with his wonderful, soothing tongue. If only I could teach a man to oil me with his back talk. Some did. A lot didn't but I had my dog. safe old reliable Duke ! Hard at his task…as in really hard, dripping, moving from side to side.

The sight of this dog's pecker and the feelings thrilling through my physical structure from the trouncing that were too much. There was a shortsighted clip before the shaver came home from school but I didn't want to expect to be fucked. It was such a repose morning and afternoon I had it on my mind for hours and the clip had come…I could have probably climaxed all by myself but right now I had help. I climbed on the bed, pulled the housedress over my butt, took my post : blazon forward, face down, ass and cunt up and waiting. I was so hot I didn't even hear the narrow escape of the screen door and didn't forethought. It was probably just the breeze.

Actually it had opened to a whole new excitement for me. Meanwhile, Duke had mounted me, poking around, it was theatrical role of our foreplay : his dick slapping around my ass, poking around and wetting and cooling me. I could have taken a cold bath rightfield then and still have been hot. I grunted and closed my centre. His cock had finally found my puss and entered. It always made me oink. He was a fine big boy and was pumping now ; my exhilaration construction and I knew a rattling climax was on its way to bless my body.

"Mom !"OMG, my son Eric had come domicile early…that was the noise from the screen door. I looked back only to see him at my door, his mouth blanket out-of-doors at the sight. I muttered :"Please close the door. Go downstairs. momma just can't stop right now. I'll see you in the kitchen."Letting out another grunt and I could feel that releasing culmination traveling from my toes and shoulders focusing on my hot cunt being churned. Feel it flowing from my typeface, down my neck and breasts…my entire body in emotion and all focal point on my cunt. OMG it was here and now ! His mile was slapping me. He was trying to record me. We made more dissonance. The climax throbbed through me ; the dog finally climbed down forgetful to Eric and the pause. You can't interrupt a dog at work or, in this case, interrupt Mommy for a little schmooze with her sure-enough 13 yr old son.

I rested for a few moment, gathered my courage and went downstairs."Eric. What you saw was your imagination. Duke and I like to wrestle."Eric's eyes got bigger…they were already big…he hadn't heard his Mom lie very often. He said :"Mom. I don't have that in force an imagination. Duke sure has a big putz !"“ Yes he does,"I said,"and sometimes mammy needs it to loose. Promise that it is our hidden ? If so, I have another surprise for you but only if it is our secret and no one else's"I let out my breath when he said :"Okay Mom. I won't tell Dad or anyone. So what is the surprisal ?"

"It's time for us to talk, honey. Sit down. I don't know what you've done about sex or girls and it's time we talked about it…we're humans and sex is portion of humanity. come over her and sit across from me."He did."Mom and Dad do the same things sometime as I was doing with Duke but Dad is gone for a farsighted prison term sometimes and I get sexual flavour that are frustrating if they aren't taken guardianship of. Understand ?"He nodded."It's a little like when we're thirsty and we need food. Sometimes we have feelings that need sex."Eric was sitting there staring at me."Mom you're very pretty and have a moderately shape. Some of the son at school tell me how pretty is my Mom."I loved these words and continued :

"When a man and fair sex have sexual feelings they need to take care of them. Usually Dad and I go upstair. I take down his trouser and he puts his manus under my dress and look me. When I take down his pants and then his underwear his shaft gets smashed and he likes me to kiss it, lick it, put it in my sassing, and run my clapper all over it until he is ready to put his stiff stopcock inside me and then we feel really honorable. Having sex is a wonderful experience."I looked at him. He was Harlan Fiske Stone silent. Fascinated with my watchword. I looked down at his waist. He was wearing shorts. I could see the bulge in his pants. I hesitated with my next step but I was getting hot again and with my son ! I was still coming down from my bedroom experience. Looking at my son's bulge made my mamilla hard. I was ready but waited to see what would chance. It was very quiet in our kitchen as my son looked at me ; questioning. Then he broke the silent, expectant moment.

"Mom,"he said :"What ?"“ I think I'm having those sexual feelings that you were talking about. What should I do with them ?"I smiled…he was old enough…and as I knew, a"big boy"…we didn't circumcise our children and Logos had big dicks."base up,"I said and he did."cum over here,"I said and he did. I loosened his knock and unbuttoned him."This is our mystic. Right ?"He looked at me and nodded. I had his pants down now and his large cock was out. I was afraid brother and Sister would be home and glanced at the clock…we still had time for our example. I stroked his cock which was big and firm, the tip wet, I looked at him and he had this big smile."That feels commodity Mom"he said."dungeon doing that."I stroked him more, cupped his bollock, holding his balls, stroking and then reached down for a kiss and lick. I licked the theme of his cock ; his custody touched my ears and I began to suck up him."Mom,"he said."What ?"I mumbled through my brim."It is feeling unlike now and getting …ah ! … better…much…much better."His fingers tensed on my ears asI continued licking…he exclaimed :."Please don't hitch Mom !"

And of row I didn't. I couldn't occlusive in my lust for this beautiful big son tool. He had a wonderful"man prick"not a short boy rooster and his precum was slippery on my natural language aiding me in giving him pleasure. I licked the medium skin underneath as he squirmed and turn with each lick. Then he tightened on my auricle, tensed"MOM ! Oh…Mom…"and then he came in my mouth…I felt his maiden flare-up of semen and then another…a big, big come from his"Man Cock."My little boy all grown up wetting his Mom ‘ s pharynx with his sweet-flavored sperm cell. I swallowed and licked him down to soft. He sat back down, his bare bottom on the chair."Gosh. Oh gosh. That was enceinte !"It was all he could say. I heard the Kyd arriving. We had had our fun just in the knick of time.

"clout up your pants. Your nerve is red…go splash some water."He got up but stopped, looked at me, said :"Mom. If I don't William Tell. Can we do that again ?"I just smiled…and said :"Of course of action and I have some other lessons."He ran off to get his face washed and in came the nestling running up to me giving me a hug, walking over for a drunkenness of milk."Have a skillful day honeys ?"I asked."Yes we did. Did you have a gracious day ?"I said it had been a grand day, which, in fact, it had been and more. I couldn't postponement to teach Eric a few more things. thing that send Mom's into"Gosh"land. I hoped I didn't have to wait long .