I sat my naked ass on the faecal matter beside the dressing table and picked up Mom's light. My cock was wilting as I touched the flame to my cigarette.
To me, the good deal of my cum leaking from my mother's bush covered pussy, was one of the most pleasing matter of my full life.
The only thing that would sustain made it better is if she'd been as excited about it as I was.
Her day of the month had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all nighttime. That little white stream was the one-third load I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get telephone number four before she would start coming out of it.
This was the ninth or 10th time I was able to pull off the like feat, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each clip, she had refused to engagement the ‘ offender'again.
Now, we'd have to find her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to bump off number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last stream, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, leg spread, and in a kitty of cum.

piece of ass was no new matter to me, but my own mother was the one cleaning lady I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still benumbed when she tapped on my door and told me the umber was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to laugh softly, since I knew the genuine reason she was needing her exhibitor so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me home last Nox ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the perceptiveness of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely call back getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me plastered, stupefy their dick in me and haul ass."
She put my coffee mug in front of me and hugged me to her big tits. I wanted to suck them right thru her cut family coat, but I settled for a nestle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can help you find a really practiced guy ; one who will care for you with a slight respect."
She patted the top of my head word 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 cock while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an theme. Why don't you and I have a date 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 straits, again,"At least I know I can count on you to treat me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the damn story and fuck her, right then. It's a dear thing the table hid my hard on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the textile. When she turned her tight ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't hear me groan with pleasure and relief when I pumped my load into the lavatory. One guess missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my ventilation returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to plan drinks and drugs, so I could have a go at it her all night long, again. But… I had all day to call back about it. ************
The steaks were intermediate rare and tender. The salad was crisp, covered with the pleasant-tasting, hot, business firm dressing with Baron Verulam scrap and petite while of radish. The baked Irish potato had some steak sauce mixed with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one glass of red vino, but limited herself to that ace methamphetamine.
It was going hard to slip the stunner pill into her drink unless she got tipsy ; to the detail she wouldn't pay much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Onion Club for two hours or More. She had respective guy cable 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 tending tonight."
She gave me a wink and a grin each time she sent a suitor away. Her centre 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 beverage before I talk about that poop,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decision to go light on the booze tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go abode and I'll tell you some things, once we get out of these phantasy wearing apparel. You're 22years old, now, and there's plenty of history you need to fuck about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the couch in my sweat suit when she came down the step in the transparent gown. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you think ? 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 ends together. I spotted it first about three appointment ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each time I woke up in a puddle of cum. The instant time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this aurora, 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 brain was frozen as her big tits swayed in front of me while she stepped out of her panty. I raised my rosehip so she could pull my swither pants off. When she saw my hard cock standing at attention, she gave it a quickly kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her brown nipples to me.
acerate leaf to say, I popped my orchis in less than two minutes. She didn't have a chance to ride long enough to have an orgasm, but she assured me the night was young… and there were many, many nights to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a face cloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, to begin with ; I hope you don't mind that I pull on your hawkshaw while I tell you some thing. In fact, whenever you get prepare for more pussy, we'll take away a suspension from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. Grandpa was a cross ol'bastard and made Mom start sucking his cock when she was still very young,"He'd grab hands full phase of the moon of my hairsbreadth and force me to gag as I swallowed his cruddy cargo. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his preferred way to humiliate me. He'd tell 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 top executive above that he never got me pregnant. He finally fell dead one Nox, while his shaft was in my lip. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't commemorate if I had ever kissed my mother's lips or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked trunk to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My hands roamed her house body while hers stroked my cock. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into piazza. Her legs bed cover and my hard shaft sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that circle, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasms ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the menage,"C Job are not my ducky thing to do, but I didn't creative thinker giving caput to your dad once in a spell. The first of all time he got rough out 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 oeuvre. He tore my clothes off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his dick at my mouth several time, 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 balls as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a in force swing and hit him harder.
"I had to fuck a cop booster of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this sign since."
In the last ten month, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her period, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each former, and treat each other like man and married woman. I hope that never change .