My name is Walter Scott, I 'm 23 this year. I 'm moderately rule, 5'10 and 170 British pound sterling. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a role model anytime soon. I 'm fairly nerdy I guess but that 's in these days for some odd reason. I work at telecommunication companionship as an engineer. I skipped a tier in high gear school and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon graduation.

This week is a trio day holiday and so I decided to chew the fat home ; it 's been almost three months since the survive clock time I went home. My parents live only an hour or so from the city but with work and life I guess I have just been lazy. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight months, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the kinship serious enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do good with consignment. I am not a actor but I just seem to not 'fall in honey'or whatever people seem to do these days. I blame the internet and porn obviously for my discontentedness with romance.

It was a overnice dayspring when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't have a big sign of the zodiac just a three bedroom, two Bath, and two report. They moved recently claiming `` with all the shaver out of the house we do n't need all the space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a generation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the room access I could n't assist notice my mother set over in a stint reaching her toes. She was wearing gray yoga pants and a really tight tank top ; mammilla testing the textile threshold. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibleness and the way her pants were hugging her tush so firmly, the damp sweat spots soaking her ramification and chest. My mother Giselle is n't a bombshell by any means, she 's a typical association football mom I suppose who happened to age better than most woman. She never really did drugs or dope, moderate drinker but does n't like beer. I guess she took care of her health and it shows. She is n't very improbable coming to just my shoulder joint, long dingy hair currently tied in a tail, decent spacious tiddler bearing hips and perky small tit. But that butt, especially in those pants ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't sleep together if she was doing yoga or palates or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the invention of yoga pant might be the single greatest matter in the live on century'.

'' No I 'm just doing light practice to keep my old finger cymbals from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guys in their 20s tend to swing towards elder fair sex and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to young girls, funny that.

'' well I feel old, come hand me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and twine my blazonry around her in a big hug and I could n't help but feel excitement in my mole. She smelled like peak, travail, and for lack of a better word 'sex'. She smelled like sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to celebrate from having a full phase of the moon hard on right there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still log Z's, he got home late last night. My father John is a airplane pilot so he works at weird hours and is gone most of the fourth dimension. `` What are your program with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't cognise, I do n't really get anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really cause any friends here. '' It was genuine, being the adept that I am I breezed through High School without ever making any lasting friends and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the current friends I have now were back in the city.

My mom stoppage and wipes herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a boozing. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vineyards with vino and music, dad was imagine to take me but he got called in this weekend and will give to allow again when he wakes up. You probably do n't need to hang out with your old mom though rectify ? on your miniskirt vacation ? ``

My architectural plan were going to just do wash, eat some home base cooking and jerk off on the lounge all weekend, maybe look out a movie. `` Sure mom, it 's a escort then '' smiling my most beguile son smiling. `` I have n't seen you in a while and have n't been to wine country in forever it sounds fun. '' I did want to get out to the wine country but not for the intellect my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favourite things there. Wine and married honest-to-goodness women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the crafts and stuff ? '' My mom looks really excited, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of path mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' Good, I thought I was going to make go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a mite of sorrow. `` well I 'm off to take a cascade now, induce for certain you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstairs and I glanced one more time at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in tour. I guess this is n't the first time I have looked at my mom in a sexual way. I 'm pretty much a downright degenerate have always been since I discovered porn farseeing ago during puberty. Growing up spending most of my time with sis and mom, dad gone all the fourth dimension will construct you agnize quickly what equipment the opposite sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another story. I am not a momma 's boy but I am my mom 's favorite we did n't argue the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two years new than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in trouble with dad.

It was deep good afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my hairsbreadth as he set his handbag down near the room access. We had quick words exchanging the prerequisite enquiry into job and life history and he was off without even eating lunch. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said `` So when do you want to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the morning mom, we can do wine savoring and catch luncheon someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smiles. She has this glow about her and I wonder why she 's so excited about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the flowers and grape fields ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her face and she seems lost in her excitement.

The residuum of the day went by in a fanfare, my female parent left to go shopping for a new kit. I did some laundry and task around the household and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new outfit. She then put her bags into her room and came down to take a crap dinner. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen humming and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is home with her because she is usually alone and misses being able to cook for to a greater extent than herself. It was at this point that I realized just how much my dad full treatment and how solitary my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and kiss on the cheeks which she was all too happy to return. dinner was good, unornamented clean but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's cooking again. I told her she can go get set for bed while I cleaned the lulu. About an hour later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty snug fitting as I can see all the curves and contour of her shapely woman organic structure. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her legs were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my head and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than convention. mustiness be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming fall guy and set them on the coffee mesa. She seemed forgetful to the facts that her robe parted inappropriately senior high up and I can almost see her panties as she folded her legs under her. My jean are uncomfortably tight in the front at this point as I just sat there and stared between her legs. Her legs themselves were shiny and smooth, I wondered what they felt like. `` Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting cold. '' I snapped out of my fantasy and looked into her centre wondering how long she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to look casual as I sipped my tea but I can feel her optic still on me, face impassive. `` Your legs are really beautiful and smooth mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't annoy but I bought a really gracious garb and wanted to look adept tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and blushes. I 'm not sure as shooting what she thought about my nonchalant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and scratch her legs a picayune with a low moan.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked to break the silence.

'' Oh nothing just a little sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, stretch them out over my legs '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her foot. As she stretches out and lays her foot on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her point on the arm respite. I began to knead her metrical unit and calves.

She lets out a moan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so serious ''. I see that she has her centre closed and a arm resting over her oculus. I snuck a bill up her legs into her genitals and see that she 's wearing red step-in. As I work into her feet and lower legs her thighs rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her right foot and carefully began to slightly rub my full hard on gently. I do n't think she posting, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her feet across my lap and scooted into her Sir Thomas More and slowly set off to rub her thigh. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my fingers into her legs all the spell sliding up. I ran my bridge player under her legs and power play ever so slightly right hand below her ass. All the while she has her eyes closed and making delight haphazardness quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like eternity and at the Lapp time not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a retentive clock time. Taking in her sass and slender neck, down to heaving chest and slightly opened robe revealing her glistening upper bosom. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a bunch at her ass and I can see the lacey red panties and make out her self-conceited woman. My script instinctively moves towards her private parts slowly as if I were in a enchantment. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her robe down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must have fallen asleep, my body look so decompress. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her arms over her head like a cat and I marveled at her breaking ball. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't remain up too former I want to go forth in the daybreak. '' she said and walking towards the stairs, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zipper had come down and a bump was clearly detectable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her doorway shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet bit on the shock. I bent down to look closer and took a sniff, musky ; the scent nearly drove me brainsick. I reached down and pass over it with my fingerbreadth and tasted it. I closed my eyes and imagined a altogether back talk replete of that sweet nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must take gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing intimacy as a great deal as I need it. Then I look at my hard prick and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a porn about an older woman ( very much like my mom ) needing to satisfy herself anyway she can. I had my earphone on and stroking myself under the sheets engrossed into my obstinate thoughts of my mom needing to satisfy her needs when my mom 's pass popped around the room access. I did n't hear her come in as my earphone were drowning out all sounds. I quickly pulled my hands up and my headphones off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a little smile on her and a tinge of a flush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had adequate blankets. ``

'' I 'm delicately mom. '' I said a slight flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well beneficial night ! '' my mom responds a piffling too chipper. As she closed the doorway I decided to just go to sleep. I 'm thinking in my foreland that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the first clock time she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage class. At least I handled it a little advantageously than those days.

In the good morning we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my female parent was wearing her new turnout ; a White River sundress with a floral approach pattern of green. It was quite low on her small petite thorax and rode up almost to ass at the prat. She had her hair draped over her shoulder joint and had on matching hound. Her make-up was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't cogitate I ever seen her wear something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awing and that she will definitely deform some heads at the festival. She giggled and smiled and said I was being sweet but I could secernate that she loved the compliment.

The private road was n't long, about 40 transactions but with all the hoi polloi going to the fete and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and class and listened to medicine. But as we were coming to a plosive consonant in traffic she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't have one and that my last girl broke up with me and the cause why.

'' Are you happy with just these crack ? '' my mother ask tilting her head towards me.

'' I 'm happy just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't mind just meeting women and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at to the lowest degree one of us is ... .. '' so wakeful I almost did n't see it. I turned to look at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own public. Her aspect was one of sadden declaration. I did n't know what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to answer but she started telling me how much my dad worked. She said that when he comes nursing home he is too tired and wo n't give her the dear she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some liaison for old age. `` I have forgotten what a man 's ghost feels like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my warmheartedness hearing and seeing her like this. I reached my hand out and grabbed her small hands. I decided today I was going to recreate her up. I told her that today she should just think of me as her appointment not her son. She seemed to be amused by that idea and said `` ok dear, I ca n't remember what to do on a particular date but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the near appointment ever. '' It felt Wyrd calling my mom by her gens but I was going to diddle this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my hand up to snog it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm good mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot woman I somehow found the brass to ask on a date ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilishly smile.

'' Oh I do n't know about hot but I do have to say I have such a handsome particular date. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As traffic thinned out we eventually reached one of the wineries and as we both started to walk towards the entranced my mom puts her weapon around my rachis. I gave her a grin and put my hands on her shoulder and we went in. That good afternoon we spent a great sum of money of time consuming wine and little bite. We had lunch at a little Bistro that my mom said that she loved the terrace. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching zero unplayful just an arm or a leg, neck and back. I forgot all about the other woman there, my mom was amazing when she is in her chemical element and I think the wine helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would blush, grin, and labour her hair out of her eyes blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost abuse forward to kiss her a few times but I caught myself. My mom was reasoning and her wit was just as acutely and overbold as any female child I flirted with spine in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking paw in hand along a grove of olive just out back from a vinery. By this meter I think we each had almost a bottleful of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really happy drunk but still right before I lost fill in control. I think my mom was there as well as she was all grinning and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and whisper in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobes. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the mound ladies ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the mound ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 twelvemonth old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 year old I ever bent over and fuck silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 year old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a missy catching her swain in a inadvertent admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my essence and soul. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your shaft and clump ! '' and she burst out laughing at the look on my face hearing my mom lecture like that. I could n't help oneself laughing with her. The dirty minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all silver dollar that any guy young or old would be drooling over a chance to be with you ! ``

'' Well thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those hombre ? '' She said one eyebrow going up. I can severalize she was feeling the effects of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would bang her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine too, I was getting too bore. But I see her musing over my admittance and she seems to have gone into her own world before turning walk towards the building that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a little before we drove home but I was wrong. Mom wanted more wine-coloured and I could n't resist sharing a bottle with her as we had a nice dinner party of Charles Lamb and mix veggie. We shared ice pick for dessert and I could n't keep my mind sporting as I watch her slurp vanilla ice cream from a spoon, clapper flicking away. I could just imagine that natural language on my tool and felt a wage hike in my pants. She seemed to mark me looking and smiled. I wondered what that smiling was for ... ..

As we left the eatery my mom said `` I do n't imagine we should be driving home in our stipulation. '' I glanced at my lush mom and thought that the cab rest home would cost too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next door we should relax and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a room. As it happens that the festival was in full swing the entirely room they had was a one bed retinue. I got it without advance contemplation.

The way was nice, a short old and old fashion but at least it was cleanse. My mom was lying on the bed on her back and I can see her skirt taunt up very far. I could n't help but just want to skip on her and ravish the hellhole out of her but that was gaga thinking. She seemed to still be in a playful mood and coyly said `` Is this part of the day of the month too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college strumpet. '' She rolled the lowest word 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironic if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were easy. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my panties ? '' I 'm not exactly surely how much of her was joking and how often was the wine but it got me hot. But we both can feel the tension in the air.

'' You 'll find out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have nothing to lose. Except my saneness, maybe my relationship with my mother, a fortune on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My cock was in the driver seat now. I walked over to her and straddled her genu to both side of meat of her hips. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my eyes and I could n't quite say what I saw ; luxuria, trepidation, amusement, and maybe a little bit of fear. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't desire to play fix believe play day of the month anymore so I leaned close to ear and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so perplex yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to ready you forget about all your harm just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her name snapped her out of her office gaming but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not sure what you mean sweetie. '' She said a lilliputian afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to entrust me, that I never want to hurt you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and desire me ? '' I was close to losing my declaration as I saw her stare right into my oculus and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with optic closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her feet like the Night before, rubbing them but this time I brought them to my mouth and started kissing her toes. She gave a nimble saccade when I put them in my sassing but settled into a low murmur. I kissed my way up her legs and I can see her mitt were poised to push me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to grab my face away when got to her inner thighs but she slightly opened her legs instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner thighs right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her back and moaning quietly.

I could reek her getting wet, it was heaven, like an addiction It drove me to snog and lick her legs harder. With my custody I pushed her skirt up around her waist exposing her lacey black thongs, I was expecting something more materialistic but was n't disappointed in the sight. I just looked for a spell before putting my oral fissure directly over her kitty-cat, it was n't dull or romanticistic but urgent and primal. I had a missionary station and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my knife into the fabric hugging her lips and pushed my clapper into her along with panties. They were soaked before joining with saliva but now they were thoroughly wet. I can palpate her tense up and she brought her hands to her mouth to choke a cry of pleasure. In one swift apparent motion I brought both my hands to her step-in waist and pulled them down and around her ankles. fountainhead I thought there 's one mystery solved, she definitely shaved concluding Nox. She kicked them off with easiness and I went back between her legs. As my glossa parted her backtalk and lapped up her clit she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her hand were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` entrust me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her custody on the cover of my head instead. I was in full sex modal value now and was going at it hard with my knife as I brought my deal and slid two fingers in facing up into her really wet twat. I began rubbing them side to side slowly at number 1 but began gaining in focal ratio as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her rosehip into my human face. As I can feel her juices building up and swelling I began to force my fingers deeper in and out. She fell hushed not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breath and squall `` Oh shit, I 'm cumming ... ..oh jack. '' Her body starts to thresh and I see that her eyes are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her dame. I moved up her body trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic reality she was in at the instant and started to nuzzle her cervix softly. She wrapped her coat of arms around me and I slowly started to unzip her dress on the side. Once it was all unzipped I started to rise off of her and pulled down her dress exposing her cute little breast. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to lick on her nipples and she jerked every fourth dimension put my oral fissure around them and sucked. I kissed all over her body from neck opening to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her face.

She had such a satisfied facial expression on without any touch of judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a kiss and she kissed me back. I grim and hovered over her oral cavity, her pinko lips slightly ajar and I can see her perfect tense white teeth. As I hovered I licked her low-spirited lips quickly and again. She moved her head up to try to take hold of me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my quick tongue darting in and out, sometimes lapping her lower lip sometimes pep pill lip. She seem to produce tired of the biz and used her helping hand to campaign my face into her in a passionate kiss, both our tongues working to crucify the other. I ran my helping hand down her flabby body and grabbed her ass and pulling her legs up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet lips between her legs and she let out a breath. She reached to displume my shirt over, only pausing in her osculation to overstretch my shirt over my principal.

Then she reached down and unbutton my trouser and slowly stuck her hand into my boxers. As her finger point grazed the tip of my turncock I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her finger's breadth down my shaft and cupped my ball and back up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her farsighted enough to deplume my pants and boxer down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a kick out watching me fumble and let out a short laugh. All I could do is smile seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to have vanished as we stared at each former and the human race seemed to cease. Like the feeling you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer body experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right field at her and her tendency on her elbow joint enjoying the slew of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to mount up her missionary and thrust myself deep inside her but as I got between her legs she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my shaft in her compensate hand and brought her sass on it. The instantaneous warm suction that I experience was so heavy that I shot out a bunch of tongue-tied drawing string of oath I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going deep and gagging a petty. I never knew she had the skill but I guess you learn something everyday huh.

I wanted nothing more than to cum flop then into her back talk but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and pleasant-tasting kitty. I pushed her off and had her twist over on all fours. I put a pillow under her paunch and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her squeamish knit cocksucker. I wondered if anyone has ever had the pleasure of that love mess. I reached down and opened her cheeks wide with both my hand and stuck my spit in her ass. She cried out but put her head down on the bed and started making small yipping noise. I pushed my tongue in and finally got the tip into that slopped vise of a hoop. She moaned and I heard her own variation of tongue-tied sentences.

Not being able-bodied to protest anymore I brought my cock and rubbed her slippery slit getting both our juice mixed and skid in slowly all the way until my orchis hit her button. I began slowly move back and Forth pushing down on her lower backbone and squeezing her ass cheeks. As I got into a more faster musical rhythm I stuck my finger into her asshole and she started thrashing around lost in her orgasm. All I could try was grunts and moan muted by the fact that her facial expression was buried into the sheets. Her toes curled and her hands were grasping the canvas for purchase. I took this second to really start pounding her. I grabbed her hips and started going for broke trying to smash as concentrated as I can into her ass, our legs were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to give out my mom 's coxa I screamed out in pure bliss as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her uterine cervix. I collapsed on top of her still deep down and reached to get out the now soaked pillow from under her. As our trunk meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our travail I reached with both handwriting and took both her helping hand and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her breast. After a while my balmy cock slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her pussy. Not wanting to move but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her eyes were closed. I wiped my turncock with one towel while I held the other. I moved to her position and began to clean house the outside of her pussy, branch, and belly. I pushed the towel under and told her to conjure her coxa up a little and she did. Using my two fingers I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that lots before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to wipe my digit clean she grabbed my mitt and brought my fingers to her mouth and sucked my finger's breadth clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the only thing I heard.

My mind was totally interrupt, that was the most titillating thing I have ever seen in my life and I 've watched a lot of dirty red cent ; women eating creampies were some of them but to watch my mom do it with my own cum was nous blowing.

I just stood there with my fingers in her back talk and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my hands and reached out and pulled me onto the bed. Lying down next to her she moved and cuddled up next to me and without saying a single word went to slumber. I must take been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her soundbox I fell into a recondite slumber.

In the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked next to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out about the implications of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more low-spirited. I got up took a rain shower to lave off all the gluey sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to call her on my speech sound my mom came in the door.

'' Morning, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning steady ... ..I just went for a walk, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any different but she could be just hiding it like a headmaster spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you need to just go home ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go home, I 'm not that hungry unless you are ? '' Playing it poise, even though I was dying to talk about what we did live on night.

'' Ok hun, did you want me to drive ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a motherly way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my finger's breadth I thought darkly.

'' I can aim, set up ? '' I replied. could n't help but peek at the bed one last prison term before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way home there was n't much conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our straining activity. She slept all the way home and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm pitiful sweetie but I must of been more fatigue than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a good son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to consume a shower firstly then I 'll cook lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to pretend like nothing happen then I wo n't work it up. Not yet at least.

That entirely day nothing seemed out of the ordinary, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the even back to the urban center and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the doorway. `` Sweetie ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a distich of bit. She seems to give found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually broach the topic of our incestuous night. I know I should deliver just said 'you 're welcome'and move on but I was kind of hurt. I did thought there was something especial between us beyond a son relieving some sexual frustration from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for finish night, it 's been so foresighted since I felt like a desirable fair sex, let alone a lover. I hope it was n't weird for you or anything ? If so I have the healer number on speed telephone dial for both of us. '' She said with a nervous chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an bosom. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulder and pulled her into a buss. She was reluctant at inaugural, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her tongue into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll call you again. '' With a evilness grin I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of backtalk. All I could do was joke but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a swag telephone call now or something ? '' she said this piece flipping her hair and pretence to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would consume laugh but I was too shocked.

'' sweetheart I have overseas telegram and flock of meter to see. Why do you recall you smiled so often final stage Nox. Oh and do try to arrive home more often ok '' She said with a evil smile of her own as she walked out of the way swaying her pelvic arch leaving me truly befuddled and super horny.

After that weekend I made certain to chatter domicile more and more .