My gens is Scott, I 'm 23 this twelvemonth. I 'm pretty formula, 5'10 and 170 pounding. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a role model anytime soon. I 'm jolly nerdy I guess but that 's in these Clarence Day for some odd reason. I work at telecom companionship as an engineer. I skipped a grade in heights shoal and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon gradation.

This calendar week is a deuce-ace day vacation and so I decided to chat home ; it 's been almost three months since the stopping point sentence I went menage. My parents live only an hr or so from the metropolis but with workplace and life I guess I have just been lazy. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight months, 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 commitment. I am not a musician but I just seem to not 'fall in love life'or whatever people seem to do these twenty-four hours. I blame the internet and erotica obviously for my discontentment with romance.

It was a decent dawn when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't have a big house just a three chamber, two bathroom, and two stories. They moved recently claiming `` with all the kids out of the mansion 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 generation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the door I could n't facilitate notice my mother bent over in a stretching reaching her toes. She was wearing gray yoga pants and a really tight tank top ; teat testing the framework limen. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibility and the way her pants were hugging her hind end so firmly, the deaden sweat topographic point soaking her legs and chest. My female parent Giselle is n't a thunderclap by any mean, she 's a typical association football mom I suppose who happened to age better than well-nigh charwoman. She never really did drugs or smoke, chair juicer but does n't wish beer. I guess she took care of her health and it shows. She is n't very improbable coming to just my berm, long glowering hair currently tied in a rump, nice blanket child bearing pelvis and perky small boob. But that butt, especially in those pants ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't have it away if she was doing yoga or palates or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my headspring though I was thinking that 'the innovation of yoga pants might be the single heavy thing in the last-place century'.

'' No I 'm just doing promiscuous exercises to celebrate my old clappers from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guys in their 20s tend to swing towards older women and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to Edward Young fille, rum that.

'' Well I feel old, occur cave in me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and wrap my limb around her in a big hug and I could n't help oneself but feel exhilaration in my groins. She smelled wish peak, sweat, and for lack of a better Holy Scripture 'sex'. She smelled comparable sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to keep from having a broad hard on right wing there.

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

'' He 's still slumber, he got home late last-place night. My father lav is a pilot program so he works at eldritch hours and is gone most of the time. `` What are your plans with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't know, I do n't really have anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really have any friends here. '' It was true, being the brainiac that I am I breezed through senior high school without ever making any long-lived friends and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the current supporter I have now were back in the city.

My mom stops and rub herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a crapulence. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vinery with wine-coloured and euphony, dad was theorise to pick out 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 right ? on your miniskirt vacation ? ``

My plan were going to just do wash, eat some home cookery and jerk off on the couch all weekend, maybe observe a movie. `` sure as shooting mom, it 's a particular date then '' smiling my most witching son smile. `` I have n't seen you in a spell and have n't been to wine country in forever it sounds fun. '' I did want to get out to the wine rural area but not for the reasons my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favored things there. wine-coloured and married older women.

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

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

'' Good, I thought I was going to have go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a tinge of sadness. `` Well I 'm off to take in a cascade now, clear sure you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstairs and I glanced one more sentence 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 pervert have always been since I discovered porn long ago during puberty. Growing up spending most of my meter with sis and mom, dad gone all the time will create you substantiate quickly what equipment the inverse 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 ducky we did n't indicate 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 problem with dad.

It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my hair as he set his dish down near the door. We had quick words exchanging the prerequisite question 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 desire to manoeuver out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the dawning mom, we can do wine taste 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 commove about going to some festival.

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

The respite of the day went by in a instant, my mother left to go shopping for a new outfit. I did some washing and chores around the house and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new getup. She then put her udder into her way and came down to take dinner. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen humming and cookery. She said she was so felicitous 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 great deal my dad piece of work and how alone my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and kiss on the face which she was all too felicitous to render. dinner was good, plain fairish but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's cooking again. I told her she can go get ready for bed while I cleaned the dishes. About an minute later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty cubby fitting as I can see all the bend and form of her shapely woman body. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her peg were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my head and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than convention. moldiness be horny I mused.

My mom came to the frame with two steaming mugs and set them on the coffee table. She seemed oblivious to the facts that her gown parted inappropriately eminent up and I can almost see her pantie as she folded her legs under her. My denim are uncomfortably tight in the front at this point as I just sat there and stared between her pegleg. Her wooden leg themselves were sheeny and smooth, I wondered what they felt like. `` Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting moth-eaten. '' I snapped out of my fantasy and looked into her eyes wondering how long she looking at me looking between her legs.

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

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't vex but I bought a really nice dress and wanted to calculate effective tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and blush. I 'm not indisputable what she thought about my insouciant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and itch her ramification a little with a low moan.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked to break the silence.

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

'' Here, stretch them out over my leg '' 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 school principal on the arm balance. I began to massage her animal foot and calves.

She lets out a moan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so good ''. I see that she has her optic closed and a arm resting over her eyes. I snuck a peak up her ramification into her crotch and see that she 's wearing red pantie. As I work into her fundament and lour legs her thigh rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her justly foot and carefully began to slightly rub my full hard on gently. I do n't consider she notification, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her human foot 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 wooden leg all the while sliding up. I ran my script under her legs and clinch ever so slightly right below her ass. All the while she has her eyes closed and making pleasure noises quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like eternity and at the same time not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a foresightful time. Taking in her lips and slender neck, down to heaving breast and slightly opened robe revealing her glistening upper berth bosom. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a bunch at her ass and I can see the lacey red panties and build out her swollen-headed fair sex. My bridge player instinctively moves towards her crotch slowly as if I were in a enchantment. 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 flavour so relaxed. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her arms over her principal like a cat and I marveled at her curved shape. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't stay up too late I want to get out in the aurora. '' she said and walking towards the stair, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zipper had come down and a bulge was clearly obtrusive. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her room access shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet blot on the shock. I bent down to look nigher and took a sniff, musky ; the olfactory property nearly drove me looney. I reached down and wipe it with my digit and tasted it. I closed my eyes and imagined a altogether lip full-of-the-moon of that odorous nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must take in gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing familiarity as much as I need it. Then I look at my intemperate prick 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 porn about an elderly woman ( often like my mom ) needing to fulfill herself anyway she can. I had my headphone on and stroking myself under the plane engrossed into my perverted thought of my mom needing to satisfy her needs when my mom 's head popped around the door. I did n't get a line her cum in as my earphone were drowning out all sounds. I quickly pulled my hands up and my earphone off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a little smile on her and a touch of a blush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had enough blankets. ``

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

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

In the break of day we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my female parent was wearing her new outfit ; a White sundress with a floral radiation pattern of green. It was quite low on her small bantam chest of drawers and sit up almost to ass at the bottom. She had her hair draped over her shoulders and had on matching heels. Her makeup was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't think 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 fete. She giggled and smiled and said I was being honeyed but I could tell that she loved the compliment.

The cause was n't long, about 40 minutes but with all the multitude going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and family 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 bear one and that my net girlfriend broke up with me and the reason why.

'' Are you happy with just these flings ? '' my mother ask tilting her head towards me.

'' I 'm happy just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't beware just meeting fair sex and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at least one of us is ... .. '' so light I almost did n't hear it. I turned to attend at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own populace. Her face was one of sadden resolve. I did n't know 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 answer but she started telling me how much my dad worked. She said that when he comes home he is too tired and wo n't contribute her the passion she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some intimacy for years. `` I have forgotten what a man 's disturb feel like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my heart auditory modality and seeing her like this. I reached my hired man out and grabbed her minuscule hands. I decided today I was going to cheer her up. I told her that today she should just suppose of me as her date not her son. She seemed to be amused by that approximation and said `` ok dear, I ca n't retrieve what to do on a appointment but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the good date ever. '' It felt uncanny calling my mom by her public figure but I was going to dally this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my paw up to osculate it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm grievous mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot womanhood I somehow found the boldness to ask on a engagement ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilish smile.

'' Oh I do n't know about hot but I do have to say I have such a handsome date. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As traffic thinned out we eventually reached one of the wineries and as we both started to walk towards the entranced my mom puts her limb around my spinal column. I gave her a grin and put my hired man on her shoulder and we went in. That good afternoon we spent a enceinte sum of fourth dimension consuming wine-coloured and little bite. We had lunch at a pocket-sized Bistro that my mom said that she loved the patio. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching nothing grievous just an arm or a leg, neck opening and back. I forgot all about the other women there, my mom was amazing when she is in her element and I think the wine-colored helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would blush, smile, and force her fuzz out of her eyes blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost step forward to kiss her a few times but I caught myself. My mom was healthy and her wit was just as shrill and sassy as any girl I flirted with back in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking hired man in hand along a orchard of olives just out back from a vineyard. By this sentence I think we each had almost a feeding bottle of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really happy sot but still flop before I lost stark control. I think my mom was there as well as she was all smile and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and rustling in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobes. 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 Hill ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 class old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 twelvemonth old I ever bent over and screw silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 class old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a daughter catching her boyfriend in a inadvertent admonishment.

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

'' Riiight, more like with your rooster and balls ! '' and she burst out laughing at the look on my face hearing my mom talk like that. I could n't help 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 honesty that any guy young or old would be drooling over a chance 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 tell she was feeling the effects of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would love her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine-colored too, I was getting too eager. But I see her musing over my admittance and she seems to birth gone into her own reality before turning walking towards the building that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a fiddling before we drove home but I was wrong. Mom wanted Thomas More wine and I could n't baulk sharing a bottle with her as we had a dainty dinner party of lamb and commix veggie. We shared ice pick for dessert and I could n't keep my mind clean as I watch her slurp vanilla ice ointment from a spoonful, tongue flicking away. I could just think that tongue on my peter and felt a rise in my drawers. She seemed to discover me looking and smiled. I wondered what that smile was for ... ..

As we left the eatery my mom said `` I do n't remember we should be driving plate in our condition. '' I glanced at my alcoholic mom and thought that the cab habitation would cost too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next door we should loose and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a room. As it happens that the festival was in broad swing the exclusively elbow room they had was a one bed suite. I got it without further contemplation.

The room was nice, a little old and old mode but at least it was clean. My mom was lying on the bed on her rachis and I can see her bird ride up real far. I could n't serve but just want to pass over on her and ravish the hell out of her but that was crazy intellection. She seemed to still be in a playful modality and coyly said `` Is this part of the date too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college slut. '' She rolled the last Son 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironical if you think about it.

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

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my panties ? '' I 'm not exactly sure how much of her was joking and how lots was the wine but it got me hot. But we both can feel the tenseness in the air.

'' You 'll find out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have zippo to lose. Except my sanity, maybe my kinship with my mother, a fate on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My stopcock was in the number one wood seat now. I walked over to her and straddled her stifle to both position of her hip joint. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you believe me ? ``

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

I did n't want to fiddle work believe play date 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 make you blank out about all your hurts 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 sure what you mean sweetie. '' She said a little afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to trust me, that I never want to ache you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and swear me ? '' I was close to losing my declaration as I saw her stare right into my optic and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with eyes closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her infantry like the night before, rubbing them but this clip I brought them to my rima oris and started kissing her toes. She gave a quick jerk when I put them in my mouth but settled into a low grumbling. I kissed my way up her legs and I can see her manpower were poised to push me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to grab my face away when got to her privileged thighs but she slightly opened her legs instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner second joint right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her back and moaning quietly.

I could sense her getting wet, it was heaven, like an dependence It drove me to kiss and lick her legs harder. With my hands I pushed her annulus up around her shank exposing her lacey bootleg lash, I was expecting something more buttoned-down but was n't disappointed in the visual sense. I just looked for a spell before putting my mouthpiece directly over her twat, it was n't dense or romanticist but urgent and primal. I had a delegacy and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my knife into the fabric hugging her lip and pushed my tongue into her along with pantie. They were soaked before joining with saliva but now they were thoroughly wet. I can sense her tense up and she brought her hands to her mouth to stifle a cry of pleasure. In one swift motion I brought both my hands to her panty waistline and pulled them down and around her ankles. Well I thought there 's one closed book solved, she definitely shaved last Night. She kicked them off with ease and I went back between her legs. As my glossa parted her lips and lapped up her button she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her hand were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` trust me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her hired man on the back of my head instead. I was in full sex style now and was going at it punishing with my tongue as I brought my hand and slid two finger's breadth in facing up into her really wet pussy. I began rubbing them position to side slowly at first but began gaining in speed as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her hips into my brass. As I can feel her juices building up and swelling I began to thrust my fingers deeper in and out. She fell lull not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breathing space and yell `` Oh motherfucker, I 'm cumming ... ..oh shit. '' Her body starts to convulse and I see that her eyes 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 torso trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic realism she was in at the present moment and started to nestle her neck opening softly. She wrapped her weaponry around me and I slowly started to unzip her dress on the side. Once it was all unzipped I started to rise up off of her and pulled down her dress exposing her cute fiddling bosom. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to lick on her teat and she jerked every time put my rima oris around them and sucked. I kissed all over her body from neck to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her face.

She had such a satisfied expression on without any hint of judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a kiss and she kissed me back. I lower and hovered over her mouth, her rap sass slightly ajar and I can see her perfect white tooth. As I hovered I licked her lower sass quickly and again. She moved her head up to try to enamour me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my quick lingua darting in and out, sometimes lapping her lower lip sometimes pep pill lip. She seem to arise tired of the secret plan and used her deal to pushed my aspect into her in a passionate kiss, both our tongues working to curb the other. I ran my helping hand down her soft body and grabbed her ass and pulling her stage up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet back talk between her legs and she let out a hint. She reached to pull my shirt over, only pausing in her kisses to draw my shirt over my head.

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

I paused my fingering her long enough to pull my trouser and pugilist down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a recoil out watching me louse up and let out a short gag. All I could do is smile seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to have vanished as we stared at each other and the world seemed to stop. Like the feeling you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer consistency 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 inclination on her elbow enjoying the sight of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to put on her missionary and thrust myself deep inside her but as I got between her legs she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my cock in her right deal and brought her mouth on it. The crying 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 deeper and gagging a small. I never knew she had the acquirement but I guess you learn something quotidian huh.

I wanted nothing more than to cum ripe then into her mouth but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and pleasant-tasting puss. I pushed her off and had her number 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 nice rumple bunghole. I wondered if anyone has ever had the joy of that love hole. I reached down and opened her cheeks wide with both my hands and hold fast my spit in her ass. She cried out but put her head down on the bed and started making small yipping noises. I pushed my lingua in and finally got the tip into that tight bench vise of a closed chain. She moaned and I heard her own versions of incoherent sentences.

Not being able to stand anymore I brought my turncock and rubbed her slippery slit getting both our juice mix and slid in slowly all the way until my balls hit her clit. I began slowly move back and Forth pushing down on her let down backrest and squeezing her ass buttock. As I got into a more dissolute rhythm I stuck my finger into her bunghole and she started thrashing around lost in her coming. All I could hear was grunts and moans muted by the fact that her font was buried into the tack. Her toes curled and her hands were grasping the sheets for purchase. I took this moment to really take up pounding her. I grabbed her hips and started going for broke trying to smash as severely as I can into her ass, our stage were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to break my mom 's pelvis I screamed out in thoroughgoing seventh heaven as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her cervix. I collapsed on top of her still indoors and reached to pull up the now soaked pillow from under her. As our bodies meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our sweat I reached with both hand and took both her hands and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her tit. After a spell my soft rooster slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her pussy. Not wanting to move but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the toilet. When I came back she was on her back and her eyes were closed. I wiped my hammer with one towel while I held the former. I moved to her side and began to clean the outside of her pussy, wooden leg, and stomach. I pushed the towel under and told her to raise her rose hip up a small and she did. Using my two fingerbreadth I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that a good deal before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to wipe my fingers clean she grabbed my helping hand and brought my fingers to her sass and sucked my fingers clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the simply thing I heard.

My mind was totally broken, that was the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my living and I 've watched a lot of dirty shit ; fair sex eating creampies were some of them but to watch my mom do it with my own cum was mind blowing.

I just stood there with my finger's breadth in her mouthpiece and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my hands and reached out and attract me onto the bed. Lying down next to her she moved and cuddled up next to me and without saying a single Word went to log Z's. I must have been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her body I fell into a trench slumber.

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

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

'' Morning sweetie ... ..I just went for a walk, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any dissimilar but she could be just hiding it like a master spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you want to just go dwelling ? '' 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 in conclusion night.

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

'' I can drive, ready ? '' I replied. could n't facilitate but glance at the bed one concluding 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 body process. She slept all the way home and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm dark sweetheart but I must of been more tired 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 good son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to engage a lavish start then I 'll cook lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to dissemble like nada materialise then I wo n't make for it up. Not yet at least.

That whole day nothing seemed out of the ordinary, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the evening back to the metropolis 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 have found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually broach the topic 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 peculiar between us beyond a son relieving some sexual thwarting from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for last night, it 's been so yearn since I felt like a desirable charwoman, let alone a fan. I hope it was n't weird for you or anything ? If so I have the healer routine on speed dial for both of us. '' She said with a unquiet 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 shoulder joint and pulled her into a osculation. She was reluctant at first base, probably debating the outcome of it but soon started putting her tongue into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll call you again. '' With a evil grin 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 backtalk. All I could do was laugh but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a booty birdcall now or something ? '' she said this while flipping her hair's-breadth and feigning to be offended.

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

'' sweetheart I have cable and plenty of fourth dimension to check. Why do you cogitate you smiled so much last night. Oh and do try to come home more often ok '' She said with a evil grin of her own as she walked out of the room swaying her articulatio coxae leaving me truly befuddled and A-one horny.

After that weekend I made sure to visit home more and more .