I sat my naked ass on the can beside the dressing board and picked up Mom's lighter. My cock was wilting as I touched the flame to my cigarette.
To me, the sight of my cum leaking from my mother's George Bush covered pussy, was one of the most pleasing things of my full life.
The but thing that would give made it better is if she'd been as commove about it as I was.
Her date had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all nighttime. That little albumen current was the third load I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get number four before she would bug out coming out of it.
This was the ninth or tenth clip I was able to perpetrate off the same feat, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each time, she had refused to engagement the ‘ offender'again.
Now, we'd have to find her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to criticise off numeral four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my lastly stream, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, legs spread, and in a pocket billiards of cum.

Fucking was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one fair sex I had wanted since I first learned to jacklight off.
I was still at peace when she tapped on my door and told me the umber was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the real grounds she was needing her shower so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me home finale 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 shaft in me and haul ass."
She put my coffee mug in front man of me and hugged me to her big tits. I wanted to suck them right thru her thin menage coat, but I settled for a snuggle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can aid you find a really good guy ; one who will handle you with a little respect."
She patted the top of my head and told me she'd be right back. When I heard the bathroom door 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 tool while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an thought. Why don't you and I have a escort night ? We can eat out, maybe go to a social club ; trip the light fantastic 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 address me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to bemuse her on the damn floor and fuck her, right then. It's a good affair the table hid my firmly on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the fabric. When she turned her nasty ass toward me, I excused myself to the john while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't try me groan with pleasure and rest when I pumped my load into the toilet. One crack 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 red ink about how I was going to be after drinking and drugs, so I could get it on her all night long, again. But… I had all day to think about it. ************
The steaks were medium rare and tender. The salad was crisp, covered with the delicious, hot, house dressing with bacon bits and tiny pieces of radish. The sunbaked potatos had some steak sauce mixed with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one drinking glass of red wine, but limited herself to that individual methamphetamine.
It was going hard to slip the beauty pill into her drink unless she got tipsy ; to the point she wouldn't pay very much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red onion Club for two hours or more. She had respective guys ask for her company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my precious son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my attention tonight."
She gave me a wink and a smile each time she sent a suitor 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 alcoholic drink before I talk about that crap,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decision to go illumination 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 illusion clothes. You're 22years old, now, and there's batch 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 filmy nightie. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you think ? Do you like it ?"
"diddly, 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 close together. I spotted it first about three appointment ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each sentence I woke up in a kitty of cum. The secondly time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this morning, there it was again. You've been filling my old pussy every time I come home drunk. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My mental capacity was frozen as her big tits swayed in movement of me while she stepped out of her pantie. I raised my articulatio coxae so she could pull up my sweat pants off. When she saw my hard rooster standing at tending, she gave it a quick kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her brown nipples to me.
Needless to say, I popped my nuts in less than two minutes. She didn't have a prospect to ride long enough to consume an orgasm, but she assured me the night was young… and there were many, many nighttime to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washrag. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her pussy, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, earlier ; I hope you don't head that I pull on your gumshoe while I tell you some things. In fact, whenever you get ready for more than kitty-cat, we'll call for a shift from the story."
Mom reminded me that her female parent was killed long before I was born. granddad was a crabby ol'whoreson and made Mom initiate sucking his cock when she was still very Lester Willis Young,"He'd snatch hands full phase of the moon of my hair and force me to gag as I swallowed his nasty shipment. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his favorite way to humiliate me. He'd secern me that women were made for sucking, fucking and having babies. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many times I've thanked the powers above that he never got me pregnant. He finally fell dead one Night, while his tool was in my mouth. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't call up if I had ever kissed my mother's rim or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked body to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My work force roamed her house eubstance while hers stroked my cock. She lay back on the lounge and tugged me into place. Her legs spreadhead and my tough cock sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasm ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the business firm,"Blow jobs are not my front-runner affair to do, but I didn't psyche giving head to your dad once in a while. The first time he got pugnacious and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at work. He tore my apparel off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his dick at my mouth several times, 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 testicle as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better swing and hit him harder.
"I had to fuck a cop Quaker of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this firm since."
In the lowest ten month, Mom and I have spent every Nox together. When she's on her menstruum, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each other, and process each early like man and wife. I hope that never modification .