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My Wonderful Mom

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'' That 's good, Mom. Just like that. Do n't stop. ``

Mom had her eyes closed and a unagitated look on her face as she held my balls and sucked with deep deliberate strokes.

'' Good girl, '' I said while guiding her gently with a hired hand on the vertebral column of her psyche. `` Take your tits out. ``

Without missing a fortuity, she unzipped her sweater and pulled her supple breasts up and out over the top of her bra.

'' Mmmmmmm ... '' she softly moaned, steadily working her painted lips up and down my shaft as she gently returned her hand to cup my balls.

'' Oh, Mom ... ''

She knew I was close and began sucking harder, working her glistening lips along the distance of my cock.

Over and over I pushed her down until I could finger myself touching the back of her throat.

'' Ohhhhhhh ! '' I finally moaned and shot a giant load of cum into my mother 's loving mouth.

As always, she easily swallowed it down. Soon, she opened her eyes and gazed at me sweetly before releasing my pecker with a quiesce slurp.

After another few seconds, Mom frowned.

'' How dare that little hussy do that to you again ! '' she exclaimed.

I had been out with Kim, and for the fifth fourth dimension in a row she let me feel her up in the car. She let me unbutton her blouse, unclasp her bra, and suck on her trivial mammilla and hard mamilla. She let me put my hand up under her doll and rub her pussy through her scanty, and even let me pull in the elastic leg isthmus aside and slither a finger all along her juicy twat. I was careful not to push my finger's breadth inside because I knew she would say me to break, so I went back to rubbing her creamy wetness all around and back and forth over her clit. We were kissing deeply and after another mo or so she moaned into my sass and I felt her body stiffen and shiver before she relaxed, which is when she broke the kiss and asked me to call for her home.

'' But Kimmy, flavor at me ! '' I whined as we both stared down at the hump in my blue jean. A clearly visible wet stain had soaked through near the fountainhead of my dick.

'' I 'm blue but I have to get home. search at the time ! '' she said with a overbearing air of finality. I knew there was no use begging or trying to force the offspring, so I drove her to her house and parked the car on the street by her face porch. She leaned over and kissed my nerve. `` Thank you for the very prissy escort, '' she whispered into my ear before she opened the car door and left me high and not at all dry.

'' The face of that fille ! '' Mom continued, absentmindedly slipping the tip of her tongue out to lick a digress drop of cum from her lip.

Perhaps I should back up a bit.

You see, for as long as I could think back, Mom and I had always communicated about everything. If I fell off my bike and skinned my knee, I could tell Mom and she would snog it and make it better. And it really got better ! Back in little league, even T-ball, if I had a bad biz I could talk to Mom about it and she always knew just what to say to farm my spirits. When Kevin Raymond pushed me into a mud puddle after stealing some of my toy soldiers, I was n't too abashed to tell my mom. She was always there for me, no matter what, and when I started dating she was naturally interested. After my escort, she always asked how thing had gone, showing a solemn vexation for my feelings and, in item, anything that might affect my self-assurance. That night, we discussed my appointment with Kim after I got home.

'' The last matter I 'm going to earmark is some cling up little ... debutante ! ... leaving my boy with blue balls after a escort ! The face of that girl ! '' Mom repeated. `` Now you go up and get ready for bed, Son. I 'll be up to pucker you in after I get my shower bath. ``

'' Thanks, Mom. ``

* * *

It all started innocently enough. I had broken my throwing arm in a Pop Charles Dudley Warner football game game and the doctor had fitted me with a orotund cast. At school, all my Friend wrote risible stuff on it and signed their name, but at habitation the cast was a Major problem, due to the fact that I was no longer able-bodied to masturbate. My normal practice of holding a magazine in one hand and stroking my dick with the other, several times a day, was now rendered unsufferable. Even with the magazine on my desk I found it extremely difficult to acquire a good enough technique with my frail script, and I could n't get myself off no matter what I tried. It was so frustrating that I thought about stealing a steak out of the refrigerator and cutting a cakehole in it so I could try fucking it, but when I checked the fridge there were no steaks to be had. Besides, I doubted whether it would process, and I had no thought how I would explain a missing steak to my mom without having to explain the whole problem. My balls were aching and I was at my wits'end !

I decided to talk to Mom about it.

'' Oh, dear ! '' Mom responded after I told her my pathetic write up. `` You should take in come to me Sooner ! I never want my boy to needlessly suffer, and you know that I will always do whatever I can to help you. ``

'' I know, Mom, but it 's a little embarrassing, '' I sheepishly replied.

'' Oh, do n't you pass it another thought. You never need to be embarrassed with me and I hope you know that you can always come to me if you have a trouble, no subject what it is, '' she added.

And I did know that, I really did. I knew my mom was always there for me, no matter what, and I felt kind of bad that I had hesitated to differentiate her about the place. Then it dawned on me that I might have made her feel sad and unwanted by doing that. It was bad enough having the masturbation subject without dissatisfactory Mom over my holding back something like that.

'' I 'm grim, Mom. I just did n't imagine there was any way that you could help me and I did n't desire you to vex, '' I truthfully explained, my modest lip quivering and tears forming in my eyes.

'' There, there, '' Mom cooed, putting her arm around me and pulling me into her quick easy embrace. `` We 'll visualize this out, just like always. ``

* * *

That Nox as I lay in bed I heard a quiet roast on the door.

'' May I come in ? '' Mom politely asked.

'' Sure, Mom. ``

She was wearing a fluffy white robe and appeared to have got showered and done her hair. I could faintly smell the sweet aroma of her perfume. She shut the door and sat next to me on the bed.

'' Now Son, I want you to shut your eyes and let Mommy take care of you. Just relax and do n't give any thought to it. ``

She was gazing at me lovingly, and all I could palpate was the reassurance that only a mother can give.

I closed my eyes and Mom turned the screening down and began to absent my pajama bottoms.

'' Just relax, '' she repeated as she pulled them off and did the same with my underwear.

I trusted Mom and knew that she would never do anything to spite me, and I was n't block about her seeing my privates.

Next matter I knew, I felt Mom 's hand on my second joint. Just a easy touch modality, and then a lenient warm feeling when she reached under my scrotum and cupped both of my suffering balls in her deal. It felt so good.

I kept my eyes closed, just like Mom told me to, and felt her other helping hand wrapper around the base of my cock.

'' You just let Mommy take care of you, '' she whispered as she began to gently stroke my dick.

It felt great.

I knew that I was hard at this point, and I just gave in to the feelings.

'' Oh, Mom ... ''

Little by petty, she increased the air pressure on my shaft and the speed of her diagonal.

Mom's hands were so mild, I could n't believe how great it felt.

'' That 's a secure boy, '' she whispered.

Soon I jerked my hips up and let out a moan.

'' Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I gasped and felt my balls issue all the cum I 'd been saving up for days. I do n't jazz how many times I spasmed, but I kept my heart closed and just let Mom take charge of me.

'' That 's a good boy, '' she whispered again, and I gradually relaxed, the terrible ache finally gone.

It was n't a pare knee, but it was almost exactly the same feeling. Mom had made it all better.

I finally opened my middle, and she was looking down at me with a caring smile.

'' That better ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, Mom, '' I smiled back.

* * *

The future morning time, Mom came to wake me with a knock on the door.

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Sure, Mom. ``

She came in wearing the same robe and her hair was done. She also wore makeup, which I had n't noticed the night before.

'' How 's my short man doing ? '' she asked as she sat on the bed and lowered the blanket.

As was usual in the good morning, I had a hard-on.

'' Oh, well, what do we have here ? '' Mom playfully queried. `` We ca n't send off you off to school like that ! '' she continued while removing my pyjama bottoms and underwear, just as she had the previous night.

My rock-hard tool was sticking straight up this time.

'' We made quite a heap concluding night, '' she said as she fluffed my two pillows and had me slant against the headboard with the pillows behind my binding. `` Let 's see if we ca n't ascertain a better way to drive care of you. ``

And with that, she opened her gown and let it devolve from her shoulders, exposing a fairly transparent red camisole and a equalise duet of panties. She was n't wearing a bra.

'' Just open your legs and let me kneel between them, '' she continued with a tranquil smile. `` Good boy. Now you just lie back and relax. Mommy will take care of everything. ``

I did as I was told.

With a sparkling in her eye, she looked up at me first and then down at my cock before lowering her mouth onto it.

'' Ohhhh, Mom ! ``

What a feeling !

Soon Mom 's head was bobbing slowly and steadily and a small amount of saliva had drooled onto my balls, which she had previously grasped in her hand and had begun to lightly rub, her finger top reaching almost to my bottom hole. I could see her titty through the underbodice, swaying with the rhythm of her drift, and I watched her face as she lovingly sucked my dick. Her eyes were closed and the unagitated spirit was still there.

Gradually, she sped up the pace.

It was so nice, I could n't hold it another second.

'' Uhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I grunted as I thrust my cock up into Mom 's mouth while I shot my payload toward the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmm ... Mmmmmmmmmmm ... '' she moaned as she swallowed it down.

She stayed like that, softly sucking, until my erection subsided. Taking her mouth off and licking her mouth, she got up on her articulatio genus and smiled at me.

'' Better ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, Mom, '' I smiled back.

* * *

One day, after a week or so of multiple blow chore per day and having just blasted a big payload of cum into Mom's leave oral cavity, I noticed that her panties were wet between her legs.

'' Mom, you 've been so good to me. Is there anything I can do for you ? '' I asked.

'' Well, Son, since we have no arcanum I guess I should admit that I get aroused when I suck your turncock. I think I 'd like it if you would help to relieve me, sort of like I do for you. ``

'' I 'd lie with to, Mom. Would you show me how ? '' I asked.

'' Of course ! Here, let me get these panties off and sit where you are right now. You can get between my legs and lay on your belly, '' she replied.

After Mom peeled off her pantie and we switched topographic point, I noticed that she had a very beautiful and fragrant pussy. In fact, I was mesmerized by it. Her pubic hair was obviously trimmed, but not shaved like the disgusting girls I 'd seen in magazines. Why anyone would choose a shaven puss was something I could never see and never will. Same with fake breast. I 'd take a completely flat charwoman over a gross set of plastic tits any day ! But I digress ...

As I stared into the glimmering plica of the exact place where I had started out in this public, my sassing began to water, and I instinctively slid forward and licked Mom 's tasty prick from the keister all the way to the top.

She shivered.

'' That 's respectable, Son. Keep doing that for a patch until you think I ca n't stand it anymore. Then, follow up to the top and gently suck on the little nub rightfulness here. ``

She spread her cunt lips and pointed to what I later learned was her clitoris.

'' Then, as you suck on it, you can thrash it lightly, and lick into my yap, too, then back. ``

I did as I was told, and Mom moaned.

I wrapped my arms under her legs and rested my paw on the tops of her second joint and closed my eyes. I felt like I was in heaven. After a few bit of licking her twat and button, Mom began squirming. I then took her clit between my lips and sucked it gently, flicking my spit up and down and all around before staying with just the up and down motion.

'' Oh, that 's it ... Just like that ! '' she gasped before her completely consistency rose up rigidly and shuddered.

I held on for dear life.

Finally, she went subdued and relaxed.

'' Good boy, '' she said as we gazed into each early 's eyes.

* * *

Mom and I had been happily relieving each other three sentence a day or so for about a week when I decided to acquire a chance.

'' Mom, just tilt back and relax, '' I said as I scooted up to where my pecker was poised at the entranceway to her beautiful pussy.

She looked me dead in the center and her lips parted, but she did n't say a word.

I pressed forward and slide my broad duration into her as our optic stayed locked together.

We both moaned in unison, kind of in harmony.

She wrapped her sleeve around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder as I began to thrust into her.

'' Oh, Mom, this feels great. ''

'' Yes, Son, it sure does, '' she gasped as I started to fuck her hard.

We grunted and groaned, and my clump slapped against her ass buttock. I was n't the man of staying power that I am today in those days, and soon I was feeling the cum simmering in my balls. As a firm believer that you should never cum in your mother 's pussy - or your sis 's, for that topic - I pulled out, stood up, and shoved my cock into Mom 's waiting sassing and she sucked my freight down with repose, holding her hired hand on my ass so I would n't fall.

Whew, that was something.

'' Good boy, '' she whispered after I slunk down and held her in my arms.

* * *

After about another week I noticed that Mom had begun to wear more give away clothes around the sign. She had always been form of prim and proper about her attire, even at home base, but I guess she 'd been out shopping while I was at school day and had apparently bought some new outfits, because I had never seen some of the things she 'd been wearing lately.

'' That 's a pretty annulus, Mom, '' I said one night.

'' Thank you ! '' she replied and did a fiddling pirouette. It was pleated plaid and fairly curt, sort of like something a schoolgirl might wear.

'' face lift it up and evince me what you 're wearing underneath, '' I said.

'' Now Son, you should n't speak to your mother like that, '' she complained.

This was an crucial moment, and I knew it.

'' Come over here, Mom. ``

She came over and stood facing me. I was sitting on the sofa. She had kind of a doe eyed look.

'' Lay over my leg, Mom. I 'm going to present you a spanking, '' I said as her eyes widened.

She hesitated for only a few instant, then with a downcast expression she arranged herself over my leg, burying her font in the lounge pillows.

'' I would never truly scathe you, Mom, but I do n't ever want you to refuse me again, '' I softly pronounced as I raised her skirt and laid it on her back.

She was wearing inkiness stockings and a matching garter belt, with a beautiful pair of sheer blue bikini step-in over the straps.

My cock hardened.

'' okey Mom, I want you to be a adept little girl now and require your spanking like you know you deserve it. ``

'' I will, Son, '' she meekly responded.

And with that, I began to slap her tush with my free hand, lightly at first, but gradually harder.

'' No refusing me, do you infer ? ``

'' Yes, '' she replied as she began to squirm and clinch her butt.

It was probably a short embarrassing for her, but it was n't a very hard spanking and I soon stopped smacking her ass and switched to lightly rubbing her over her panties, which I noticed had become soaked between her legs. I rubbed the smooth wet textile over her pussy and she began breathing harder. I moved the pliant leg band aside and slipped my finger's breadth in mystifying through her twat, making her squirm some to a greater extent before I traced my wet finger up to her butt hole and rubbed it all around.

She gasped.

Gathering more of the wetness from her pussy, I brought my fingerbreadth back to her butt hole and began to push it in, just a little.

'' Oh ! '' she gasped again.

'' Rub your clit on my knee joint, Mom, '' I directed and she immediately rearranged herself.

'' That 's a good young woman, '' I said as my female parent rhythmically pressed her clit against my leg through the fabric of her pantie while I probed her butt with my finger.

Soon I could secernate that Mom was ready to cum, and I let her keep grinding on my bare knee until she cried out in a monolithic orgasm as I pulled my finger out of her ass and squeezed her butt cheeks.

'' goodness girl, '' I whispered after she calmed down. `` Now suck my cock. ``

She slid down between my legs and I helped her pull my shorts off before she spent some quality prison term diligently extracting my seed.

'' Oh, Mom ! '' I finally exclaimed as I held her low-spirited and shot my load into the back of her throat.

* * *

Six weeks after I had broken my arm, Mom and I drove to the Doctor of the Church 's and he sliced and sliced until the cast was gone. My arm was form of dirty, but the nursemaid cleaned me up and my arm felt great !

'' Thank you, doc, '' Mom and I said in unison, once again unintentionally harmonizing with each other.

When we left the doc 's authority, I asked Mom if we could go out to dinner that evening to celebrate.

'' That 's a bully idea, Son ! '' she happily replied.

We went home and Mom sucked me off before we got showered and dressed to go back out. I had asked her to wear her knee-length gray annulus and matching jacket, her medium height total darkness heels, and my deary pink blouse with her fatal bra. I also asked her to assume Black stockings and her black Harley Davidson lash panties and to insert the remote controlled `` vibrating egg '' into her pussy.

I wore a white button down shirt and a duad of slacks with a variation coat and dress shoes.

Soon we were at Harald 's, an expensive Daniel Chester French topographic point whose namesake was the maître d'and his wife the chef. ( They were legit, from France. )

Harald was around 85 old age old but did n't look a day over 60, and I asked him about that.

'' I drink a liter of white vino per day, and have for well over l twelvemonth, '' he replied.

Mom ordered a nursing bottle of Caucasian Bordeaux that Harald recommended after asking her about her preferences, and I ordered a Shirley Temple.

We were seated in a private booth with Japanese style screens separating us from the surrounding restaurant. As soon as Harald left with the drink order, I reached into my coat air pocket and pressed the button on the remote.

Mom 's center widened.

I let go of the release right before the wine-colored shop steward moved the projection screen and entered with our boozing. Mom 's brass was somewhat flushed, but we both enjoyed watching the steward expertly heart-to-heart her wine-coloured bottle. `` We need to wet the wine bweethe faw a moment, '' he spoke with kind of a lisp, wearing a opprobrious tuxedo with a white towel neatly draped over his forearm. After a bit, he poured Mom a small sip, which she tasted with a smiling and a nod before he filled her drinking glass and gave me my deglutition. Then he placed Mom 's wine-colored bottleful into a large silver grey chalice filled with ice and exited with a bow.

I pressed the button again, but only for a few mo. Then Mom and I clinked our glasses and took a few sips of our drinks.

Harald soon returned with a blackboard on an easel that displayed the eventide 's menu. It was a desexualize terms menu, and only a few decisions had to be made regarding starter and entrance before Harald bowed out and I assume communicated our ***********ions to his wife in the kitchen.

Mom and I had a peachy conversation, and the meal was superb. After our admission, we ordered from a cheeseflower platter and then had sweet. Harald recommended the interface, and even gave me a glass of it. I thought it was excellent, but what did I know about port wine ? Not a good deal !

I drove us place and gave Mom a phone number of long sessions with the egg during the ride. By the time we got inside, she was extremely ready to fuck. As soon as I closed the door, she dropped to her articulatio genus, fished out my pecker, and ravenously throated it while I gave her a few more jolts.

'' Go upstairs and take off your jacket, skirt and blouse, '' I directed and she hopped up and just about ran up the stairs. I hung my coat on a hanger in the water closet and made my way up to her bedroom.

She was standing in the middle of the room, hands at her sides, awaiting my instructions.

I fluffed up a couple of pillows and laid them on the metrical foot of the bed.

'' Get over the pillows, Mom. ``

She did as she was told.

I positioned her so that her feet were touching together and the toes of her shoes just barely reached the floor. Then I pulled her Harley panty down to her ankles and savored the arousing hatful for a minute. Finally I reached into the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube, squirting some on her asshole before taking a finger and rubbing it all around and then inserting my digit into her butt.

Mom was breathing hard.

I put another finger's breadth into her butt and began to slowly slide both fingerbreadth in and out until I thought she was dear and ready.

She was panting at this point, resting her head on the mattress, her hair's-breadth delightfully framing her header and obscuring her face.

I took the remote control out of my pocket and removed my gasp and underwear before straddling her legs.

I slid my cock between Mom 's keister brass and rubbed the drooling head around her slickened hole. Then I pushed it mysterious into her ass and pressed the button.

I fucked Mom skilful that night.

* * *

One day, I came home from football game practice to obtain Mom and Kim at the kitchen mesa. They both looked up at me as I walked in.

'' Well this is quite a surprise, '' I truthfully noted.

They both smiled sweetly, and I noticed that they each had an empty burnt umber cup and had apparently been talking for some time.

'' Kim wants you to take her out tonight, '' Mom announced. `` It 's Friday, so you would n't birth to get her home until midnight. ``

I looked at Kim and she was nodding enthusiastically. She had a multi-color jeweled barrette in her haircloth and was wearing a curtly denim skirt and a strappy Edward White T-shirt with white socks and stoolpigeon, and she looked as precious as can be.

It had been quite a spell since I had taken Kim out. I still saw her at schooling and sometimes said hi but that was the extent of our interactions. I guess I was n't very nice to her and basically ignored her after our go unsuccessful parking escapade. Still, I always liked Kim and never knew her to have another beau. And from the look on her cheek she sure seemed to still be interested in yours truly !

'' That sounds great ! '' I exclaimed, never leaving Kim 's twinkly upturned gaze. We smiled at each other for a few toothsome instant ...

'' okeh, I 'll take Kim home now and you can pick her up later, '' Mom said, and they rose from their place at the board and both walked out.

All I could imagine of as they closed the door behind them was that Kim had a large ass, and she sure did.

Later, after Mom returned from dropping Kim off, she told me that she had made dinner qualification for us at Harald 's, and also booked a room there. Harald had kind of a bed and breakfast thing going, minus the breakfast, and catered to well-off visitors to our townsfolk who never failed to jabber about the accommodations.

'' Wow, Mom, you 're the superlative, '' I said before wrapping my arm around her and squeezing her tight.

'' I always take care of my boy, '' she whispered into my ear, `` and I always will. ``

After hugging her for another sweetened moment, I could n't avail but give into my oddity. I held her at arm 's distance and looked into her loving eyes.

'' How did you and Kim come to be talking here today and what did you two spill about ? '' I asked.

Mom looked deeply into my eyes.

'' I 'm not refusing you, but I want you to fuck that I do n't want to do that. I will if you tell me to, but I do n't desire you to, '' Mom said with a meaningful expression that I knew enough not to ignore.

'' That 's okay, Mom, '' I tenderly assured her. `` I wo n't ask you about that again. If you ever want to tell me, that will be your decision. I think I 'll go up now and get ready for my date. ``

Mom just smiled at me, a maternal smiling that only a mother could chip in, and probably only to a son.

* * *

I pulled up to Kim 's house at six o'clock. Mom had recommended that I go to the florist and peck up a belittled fragrance, and I walked up to the porch and call up the buzzer holding the bouquet. I was wearing my slacks, shirt, fun coat and wearing apparel shoes when Kim 's mom answered the door.

'' wellspring do n't you expect positively darling ! '' her mom exclaimed. `` Wo n't you come in ? ``

I thanked her and gave her the bouquet as I entered the antechamber. Kim 's dad was standing inside, eyeing me up and down.

'' hello, immature man, '' he said as he extended his hand. I put on my serious adult face and made certain to look him in the eye while giving him a business firm but not too firm handshake. `` I 've heard a lot about you, '' he added.

As we stood there, I heard stride coming down the stairs and all three of us turned to see Kim descending, decked out in black gamey hound and a gorgeous matching dress. Her whisker was up in a bun, and she looked so radiantly beautiful that I could n't breathe for a few irregular. I was truly captivated and watched in awe as she came down and walked straight to me. I reached out my hired hand and she daintily put hers in it as we held each other 's gaze.

'' You two have a nice time this eve, '' Kim 's mom beamed at us.

'' And I trust that you will behave yourselves with self-respect, '' her dad added.

'' Yes, Sir, '' I assured him with an honest and forthright feeling into his eyes.

I appreciated the way her parents treated me that nighttime and I never forgot it.

I escorted Kim to the car, opened the door for her and held her helping hand as she lowered herself onto the passenger seat. Closing the door after she brought her human foot inside, I came around to the number one wood 's slope, got in, and looked into her eyes.

'' Thank you for coming out with me tonight, Kimmy, '' I said. `` I hope you have a decent time. ``

Kim looked back at me with a pretty smile. `` I 'm sure I will, '' she said.

And with that we drove off.

Once we got to Harald 's, I pulled up to the front line ingress, got out, and helped Kim out of the car before driving over to the parking lot and hurrying back to collect her. When we entered the restaurant, Harald was there to greet us.

'' Your reservations are for our most private booth, '' he said. `` Your room is behind a door adjoining the booth, so after dinner you can simply enter through the threshold and curl it behind you. ``

He looked at me. `` There 's no need to pay for the dinner or room or leave a tip. Your mother has taken care of everything and asked that you not be disturbed. ``

A warm opinion instantly spread through my chest of drawers at the persuasion of that. Mom has always taken concern of me and always will.

Kim and I had a glorious dinner. We were not carded and Harald chose a wonderful wine. The intellectual nourishment was dainty, and when we were finally done with afters, we decided to go through the threshold to our room.

Kim 's dress had what seemed to be at least 50 clitoris down the presence, and when I finally laid her on the bed I unfastened them one by one.

I do n't want to go any further into what happened between me and Kim that night because we ended up marrying and having a kin, and it 's form of private. They say the Internet is forever, and neither of us would need our children or grandchildren to get the wrong idea. I will say this, though ...

Kim never refused me again .