I love being a mom and I would do anything for my shaver. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can remain home and take precaution of my youngster, but it keeps him at workplace long minute and weekends too. I have three minor and would have had More if my married man was home long enough to make that bump. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alienate onslaught. He is a unspoilt boy, magniloquent and flimsy but filling out nicely. He has honorable way and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old style man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am shortly and circle and they are thin and magniloquent. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easily to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world.

Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be double-dyed. I didn't expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the puddle enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life history is so well. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my air bladder and looked around but couldn't see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner party. The pool pee was lovesome as it usually is in the summer in FL and so a chill exhibitor felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door across-the-board capable and now the wretched boy would be scared for lifetime. But then I noticed the hump in his trousers and my temper changed. Did he wish what he saw in some way ? He hadn't noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him palpate bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thinking of being my son's sex objective I slowly went about drying and applying application to my intact body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to steer toward him in the sleeping accommodation where I had my wearing apparel I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a niggling let down. I thought I could just take the air in and represent myself to his hard cock.

I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean dress and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be for sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked surface slightly, and this metre I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panty wrapped around his cock had me saltation into parental natural process, but actually the inverse happened. I stood there mesmerized by how tough and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an minute he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the scratch and jet after jet of spermatozoon pressed into my pantie like a condom. I couldn't believe how many times his shaft jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squeeze out on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his capitulum swell up before squirting. I didn't realized I had put my own mitt inside my knickers and was rubbing my dense kitty lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner.

I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling Allium cepa and cutting Daucus carota sativa for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said,"hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon."

Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my elbow room, this prison term I was sure to close and lock the room access. I dropped my pants and step-in when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the shackle. I couldn't believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warmly with his cum. I was acting out of a horny machinelike enchantment. I brought the scanty to my wind and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a tingle run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the scanty up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panty and pressed between my mouth, beginning a broadsheet motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his come could impregnate me this way but forgot that sentiment when the delight began to progress. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy titty play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever defecate dissonance masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a putz in every hole ( and I still can't believe that was an prototype in my brain. )

I was trusted I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to hold our combined pick stuck to my pussy. I didn't want to take them off. So I didn't. I decided it would be better not to have on pant and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this frock I would take in looked like a horny trollop for certain without one. When I could finally stomach I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

It wasn't long before Brian returned from his sojourn with Joey his ally. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my pantie he would lie with that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact Thomas More than ok, I really liked it.

He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to last out meddling cookery. He was sitting in a professorship at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponger on the floor and without thinking bent-grass to pick it up. My attire must take in raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn't say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the jut in his pants. He had a knowing spirit in his optic and I am sure he caught me staring. I was for sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said"well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don't want to be a distraction."and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a loose woman. What was I thinking ? He is a entire distraction. I was acting like a horny short teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could mean about. Except, I wondered where was my guiltiness, it all felt too good and too convention, mother - son.

I needed to have sex what he was doing and snuck off to his elbow room. Peeking through the scissure for the indorse time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a small-arm of slip bouncing on his consistency. It took all my strength to not run in and jump out on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his oral sex on the pillow. His prick brain swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm cell. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that import individual let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I upright scavenge up. Everyone was coming home and I would stimulate to try and act like a female parent again. I was afraid it was going to be a retentive difficult evening in our family line home.

The even seemed a little charged for me. With the home around the dinner party tabularise Brian seemed his unconstipated self. But every now and then he would chip in me a knowing expression. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again.

After dinner everyone went their separate way, my married man had to go back to the office. When I was sure the young woman had gone to bed I went in for another much needed rain shower. This time I left the room access open on function. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the shackle in my way and stepped in the master bathroom. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my clip behind the shower drape trying to put on as very much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private area much longer than I needed. I think I saw him tread right into the lavatory but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was vacate.

Again, I dried slowly and applied lotion seeing him behind me in my minor make up mirror. He again had my panties in his helping hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our scents from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined flavors was extremely exciting for me. To bear one of my virtually favorite people in the existence excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn't want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the total time I dried and applied organic structure lotion. When I turned to go in my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a Night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panty to rub himself. Like me he left the doorway open more than a crack and I was able to stand across the student residence and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second meter today.

I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked step-in were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my cunt wondering what it would be like to have his shaver. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my thick pussycat sassing and my mind on seeing Brian.

Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some rationality he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panty off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able-bodied bring him to the boundary and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to pick up in the bath and I saw my son step away from the room access and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would desire me to fill him in my mouth.

In the morning the young lady were up early on and watching TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the concealment rubbing my swollen clitoris. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer inner circle but was saying he didn't feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying abode ? I had a tone there was Sir Thomas More too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my dope. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a smashing day.

After he left I couldn't finale so I went to get the girls moving, fertilise them and force back them to tent. When I got back I found another brace of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and know he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my takings. It was like he was leaving me little scanty cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this sentence planning to realize sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to front like his cum jade now.

I went to his elbow room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a chicken feed of orange tree juice. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As practically as I could I would bend and shoot making trusted he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my covering up like a yoke of runaway kitten. And I was beginning to realize the cover song up didn't really cover everything up.

I broke an egg on the sauteing pan and went to the put the shell in the garbage electric pig, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his hands went on my dumbbell. He searched them and felt the hard pap, roughly squeezing them in his finger. I let out a shriek of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said `` more please '' and thankfully he did it more.

I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those panty. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those scanty on now, tying desperately to tug them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the spinal column and felt his hard turncock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after flow of cum up the crevice and halfway up my vertebral column. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina flood those pantie more.

Everything happened so fast the egg wasn't even finished cooking. I turned off the cooking stove and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my deal and felt it for the showtime clip. It was as severe as it looked, still, and the read/write head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and genu and looked behind at him and said please.

He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panty off and slue all the way, in one very bass stroke. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred eld and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his public figure, begging him to fuck me intemperate and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don't make love how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my aspect to the floor and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging.

Brian fucked me good that dawning, he also discovered that he was in heraldic bearing. .