I sat my defenseless ass on the stool beside the dressing table and picked up Mom's lighter. My dick was wilting as I touched the flame to my cigarette.
To me, the sight of my cum leaking from my mother's bush covered pussy, was one of the most delight things of my entire life.
The entirely thing that would stimulate made it better is if she'd been as excited about it as I was.
Her engagement had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all night. That little egg white stream was the third base lode I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get number four before she would protrude coming out of it.
This was the 9th or ten percent time I was capable to pull off the same effort, blaming her appointment for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each time, she had refused to date the ‘ offender'again.
Now, we'd have to find her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to pink off number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last stream, I could barely take the air to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, peg spread, and in a syndicate of cum.

Fucking was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one woman I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still asleep when she tapped on my door and told me the coffee was gear up and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the real reason she was needing her shower so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me home endure Night ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the taste of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely remember getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me plastered, stick their dick in me and haul ass."
She put my coffee bean mug in front of me and hugged me to her big boob. I wanted to wet-nurse them right thru her flimsy house pelage, but I settled for a snuggle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can help you recover a really unspoiled guy ; one who will care for you with a little respect."
She patted the top of my headland and told me she'd be right back. When I heard the bathroom threshold close, I adjusted my boxers so my rising cock wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my pecker while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an estimate. Why don't you and I have a day of the month night ? We can eat out, maybe go to a club ; dance a little, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my head, again,"At least I know I can depend on you to treat me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the damn level and fuck her, right hand then. It's a just thing the table hid my hard on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the fabric. When she turned her tight ass toward me, I excused myself to the toilet while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't hear me moan with pleasure and relief when I pumped my lode into the toilet. One shot missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my breathing returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to plan drinkable and drugs, so I could fuck her all night long, again. But… I had all day to call up about it. ************
The steaks were mass medium rare and tender. The salad was crisp, covered with the delicious, hot, household dressing with bacon second and diminutive spell of radish. The broil white potato had some steak sauce combine with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one shabu of red vino, but limited herself to that single glass.
It was going firmly to slip the knockout oral contraceptive pill into her drink unless she got tipsy ; to the gunpoint she wouldn't pay a great deal aid to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Allium cepa Club for two hours or Thomas More. She had respective guy cable ask for her ship's company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my cute son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my aid tonight."
She gave me a wink and a smile each fourth dimension she sent a wooer away. Her eyes rarely left our table and she would pat my hand often as we sat between dances.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcohol before I talk about that turd,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decision to go igniter on the booze tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go home and I'll tell you some things, once we get out of these fondness clothes. You're 22years old, now, and there's great deal of history you need to know about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the couch in my sweats when she came down the stairs in the see-through nightie. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you call back ? Do you like it ?"
"shit, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"Look, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on cigarettes and pinches the goal together. I spotted it first about three dates ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each fourth dimension I woke up in a consortium of cum. The second base time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this first light, there it was again. You've been filling my old pussy every time I come dwelling house drunk. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My nous was rooted as her big tits swayed in presence of me while she stepped out of her scanty. I raised my hips so she could pluck my lather pants off. When she saw my concentrated cock standing at tending, she gave it a speedy kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her brown tit to me.
Needless to say, I popped my nuts in less than two proceedings. She didn't have a fortune to depend upon long enough to accept an orgasm, but she assured me the night was young… and there were many, many night to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, former ; I hope you don't mind that I pull on your dick while I tell you some thing. In fact, whenever you get ready for more pussy, we'll need a recess from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. granddaddy was a crabby ol'SOB and made Mom embark on sucking his cock when she was still very young,"He'd grab hands to the full of my hair and pull me to gag as I swallowed his tight incumbrance. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his favorite way to humiliate me. He'd tell me that women were made for sucking, fucking and having infant. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many times I've thanked the mogul above that he never got me pregnant. He finally fell dead one night, while his dick was in my mouth. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't remember if I had ever kissed my female parent's brim or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked body to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My mitt roamed her firm trunk while hers stroked my stopcock. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into billet. Her legs spread and my hard beam of light sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two sexual climax ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the home,"black eye jobs are not my best-loved affair to do, but I didn't judgement giving head to your dad once in a while. The first clip he got rough and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had sufficiency of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at study. He tore my clothes off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his dick at my sassing various clip, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my throat and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his chunk as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better jive and hit him harder.
"I had to eff a cop booster of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this sign of the zodiac since."
In the last ten calendar month, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her catamenia, she blows me and smile when it's over. We love each other, and do by each other like man and married woman. I hope that never alteration .