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Mother 's Day


(. Y. )

'' Hey Captain ! '' I said into my phone.

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

'' How are they hanging ? '' I queried.

'' One in nominal head of the other, for upper ! '' He 's a fighter pilot, that 's the standard answer. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high speed, low-drag sir ! '' We both chuckled. I 'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the lingo pretty good.

'' You 're going menage for female parent 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going home plate, uh, Friday afternoon. After grade gets out. Please narrate me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his married woman was n't his female parent, he did n't involve to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the unseasonable impression, believe me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temp duty ) in Italian Republic. Dad was a police captain, bucking for full admiral, so he was very busy. The firm is in Alexandria, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the road a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my Italian sandwich. He shot down a MiG-27 in the maiden disconnect War. He was a blue holy person for 3 years, including serving as Flight Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under flaming, great under pressing, and a fucking funny guy and a not bad dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than half my life.
My brother and me were pretty goon customer as youngster growing up, but we were no match for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was plenty'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New York with his new wife. She and Mom are affable but a fiddling strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last form of the day on Thursday, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my story professor that the Friday class was cancelled.

poise. I went to the fraternity, packed up my diddlysquat and laundry and sped for home. My girl and I broke up last hebdomad so I had no rationality not to go home early. speaking of fucking idiot, god she was needy. Texting me all bang day, getting angry when I did n't take back the `` I love yous '' within seconds. Hey babe, I was taking a psychometric test, calm down. No ! You do n't have a go at it me bombast blah claptrap, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple geezerhood, and with Dad being gone so much, Mom really looked forward to my clip at home with her. She 'll be happy to see me home early, I thought. I 'll storm her.

The two-hour crusade went by pretty promptly, and I pulled into our piffling mansion. It 's a Navy-owned house that they have for use by sure Pentagon-ers. We pay hire, but not what it 's really Worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the house is 5 sleeping room, compound style, big in-ground pool in the immense backyard. I stepped out into the heating system. It 's weird, being so hot in ahead of time May.

I unlocked the threshold and stepped into the cool house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom give some people up there ?

I walked up the stair to investigate. I did n't call out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The randomness was citizenry, women 's representative, sounded like they were having a political party or something. Could n't gain it out exactly.

I made my way down the hall, stepped into my parent 's bedroom, and got the shock of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her head propped up on some pillows. Her large breast cradled between her weapon. Her munition were together because she had two deal on a big purpleness vibrator and she was driving it into her au naturel pussy.

But that was n't all.

egg laying next to my mom was another cleaning lady, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. pink, I think it was. They were laying right next to each other, their coat of arms and legs touching each other. One of their branch was overlapping the other gal, I 'm not exactly surely whose.

I turned my promontory to the vapid cover on the wall, the source of all the interference. A porno played, a bunch of girls doing one of those lesbian squirt bacchanal. Actually, I had seen this one. It had flush Tucci, a inglorious chick named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a crew of others, too. The porno is where one girl gets `` daughter cum '' sprayed all over her nerve by all the former chicks. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all clear like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the point of the story.

The peak is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another naked woman.

All this takes retentive to describe than it actually took billet, I think I was only there a couple seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both woman jerked their heads towards me, screamed, and tried to obtain the covers. However, that took a few more than minute as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of funny, or even anathemize funny. But at the moment, I was pissed.

What the fucking was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our rural area and she 's ... doing whatever the fuck this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my name the altogether way.

As I drove away, my phone rang. Mom. I 'm not answering that.

I begin to head to the freeway to join the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't know what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the rider rear when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the ass did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nonentity 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a major roll in the hay pothole recession in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets Wyrd, and the social movement steering wheel go all wobbly and shit. I managed to deplumate over to the face of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metallic element bar hanging down. I do n't guess that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 minute and towed me to the nearest car repair fop. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a quick look.

'' Tie Rod, '' he said. `` Can probably get one tomorrow, have it done by the end of the day. ``

Great. None of my buddy are home yet. speculation I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so no-good Travis I can explain -- ''

'' Mom ! '' I tried to break, she just talked faster.

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

'' MOM ! '' I hollered into the phone.

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you issue forth get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

'' Sure, um, I 'm leaving right now. ``

'' Make sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to turn over her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some time to cerebrate about this. And I came to the close that I did n't know what to think. Was she cheating on Dad ? variety of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the truth in this house ! '' That line was drilled into me, by her, for age. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably quieten ride back home.

I went up to my elbow room and shut the room access. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so obnubilate. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my folks had squadron company, all the Junior officers would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pluck up the lulu, no let me get the trash, I 'll get more ice ... all that variety of stuff. Dad would get a kick out of it. She was a severe looker, for certainly. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in skill. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to encounter me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

'' Do you make love how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some banquet or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air Force home in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some variety of liasion crap with the male child in blue. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds dim, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 min. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a grave way. He was older than me, 8 years, and variety of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you shaver say, we hooked up. For two weeks straight. ``

I kind of blushed and turned my mind. I do n't want to hear about this !

'' You probably do n't want to get word this, but I need to explain some affair to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their small fry but, in igniter of certain ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to have sex. ``

She started dishing out auntie Betty 's celebrated chicken recipe. My favorite. What a coincidence.

'' After the two workweek were up, he had to go back to California. On a whim he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a month later. ``

'' Now, in the United States Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, political science play a big part of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your beginner 's life history ! '' She posed for a mo, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very precipitous and all that, but I played a big character. It never helps to shmooze your commanding officer, or throw your wife do it. ``

I was incredulous. `` You mean, you slept with his -- ''

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little flirting goes a long way. But it never went beyond that. I was always true to your dad. ``

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically true to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The Saame, however, can not be said for him. ``

I sat very still. No. Say it ai n't so. My dad would never do that.

'' The blue sky Angels, that was the first I heard of it. Just little whispering at first, perhaps some sympathetic looking at from former married woman. They knew. Finally, someone told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me more than anything, but his urges outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good United States Navy wife'and put forward you two male child and arrive at a life for us, or bail out and battle on my own. ``

She paused for a while so she could eat, I was trying to serve all this. Mostly I was wishing she was n't telling me all this.

'' It was n't prosperous, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big ones. '' I remember some of those. Not soundly time. `` But in the end, I wanted the lifetime. I wanted a married man who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable home for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it home. I turned the early face, looked the other way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty sound life for all of us.

'' Now, he 's what, 52 ? No, 53. And he has n't done anything for days. I know, he wants his admiralship too much so he wo n't even scratch his ass in world, let alone fool around. ``

'' I ... I did n't know, Mom. ``

'' Of trend you did n't ! It 's not something that needed to be discussed with you guys. Like I said, he was discreet, and then it tailed off and it 's all gone now.

'' I love your father very much. Always have. And I love our life together. I would n't trade it for the world. '' She was grievous, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some solution on her activeness of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of rosiness, kid. I shit you not. You know this, Dad could be gone on deployments 6 months, 8 months, one time he was gone 11 months. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her fork on her plate.

'' Well ... diddlysquat ... I have needs, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed true. All this clip ... '' I did n't say anything snarky, I just waited her out.

'' I kept thinking, he would just belong to me at some point. But, he 's up for admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the nigh part ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy grinder. Shot down bad guy, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus the Nazarene, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner party. She even pulled out some of her letter of the alphabet from him from way back. He was apologizing for some char named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's tears had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my booster you saw today, is another Navy wife. She 's immature than me by a few years, but in the same boat. We got wino once and spilled our moxie, our cryptic, deep moxie ! And after several month of talking, we decided to have a little reefer session today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first time ? ``

'' We always tell the accuracy in this theater ! '' she said.

We looked at each other for a moment, then we both busted out laughing. That was form of our catchword, but turns out it was a bit empty.

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a Truth from me. I ... do n't know what to say at this point. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to digest. But I 'm sorry I judged you so harshly at first. Obviously, that was n't fair, or very nice. ``

We both stood up and went to each other, we had a very Nice hug. She cried a little bit on my shoulder, I reassured her that it was okay.

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to face me and gave a quick osculation on the lips.

'' I love you too, Mom. '' And I kissed her back for half a second.

We had a trivial dessert, then I excused myself for the evening as I was very tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG TITs and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a weird theme, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some truth to all that King Oedipus shit they talked about in my psychological science grade ? I searched instead for that gay woman spirt PARTY that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so much that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's sort of Weird. It 's Thomas More that, this is just sort of ... wrong ... on so many levels, and yet these chicks are having such a fucking bam ! They are either some gravid actresses ( dubitable ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just have a go at it this horseshit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex fiend and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 minute flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't help oneself but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a friend, too. Maybe Mom would care to eat that chick 's twat and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my cock at close to Mach 1 ! I had to keep it 's head down or that jack would hit me in the eye or even go on the paries. It 's happened before, combine me.

I slept pretty good that Night. I 'd wish to severalise you about some crazy sex ambition, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's base. But, obviously, when the maitre d'hotel 's away, the sailors will bet ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of eggs and Roger Bacon and hash browns. She asked for my supporter in the garden ; it was sentence to plant some flush. In the old efflorescence bed off to the side of the big swim pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my consignment shorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and blood and glove and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few minutes later, wearing some red myopic shorts. And I mean short. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her legs separate from her midsection. At least two millimeters past her ... private area. She also had on one of pa old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the foresighted shirt can and tied them into a slub in front. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a back, I could glance at her bare midsection for quite a while.

hold ! What the fuck was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college bird ? I was mentally tabulating her assets and was prepare to depute her a issue ? This is n't compensate !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a damn furiousness. I need to think properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a issue, I might as well share it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a hoot high number for a forties adult female. well, screw you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had curves, and they were tight. And her figure, while not tiny like a starving modeling, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking fuck how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the skillful part was her face. Good chin with no hang-downs or doubles going on. gracious peel as she kept out of the sun for the most office. She kept her teeth Andrew D. White, which makes one younger looking. But the best parts were her middle and her grinning. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey shit, her eyes lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that meant something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that great smile, too.

'' Easy tiger, you do n't give to do it all in one minute, you know ! ``

We got the flats out and the topsoil and worked the reason together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy house so Mom always wanted to plant heyday to make it look nice. As an old man of 21, I find it very remedial to plant and make things mature. We chatted about all variety of material, until she brought up a good story subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking of masturbation ... '' she let that hang there.

I raised my head up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her knees with her leg tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to break open a plant flat.

'' I did n't know we were speaking of onanism ? '' I said. Or asked. Kind of both.

'' I just wanted to let you jazz that you were the success. '' She said.

'' I 'm the victor ? Of masturbation ? ``

'' Oh yeah, you beat your comrade by a mil. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you screw ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty air sock, crusted old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the smiling eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a puss ! '' Not really straight. Sam was a tough guy and played college football. But still, he was n't much with the ladies.

'' It just made me a bit anxious, I thought maybe you were going to become into a sex freak or something. ``

'' Well, how do you think I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex campaign. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, aurora, midday, afternoon, night clock time ... wait ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my whack off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well facial expression at my gene kitty ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have much option of not being a sex fiend. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' fountainhead, Trav. Let 's not make each early uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

Well she was right about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can take it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the truth in this business firm'! So no fibbing. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the proposition. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a penalization, in case someone loses control ... ''

'' Hmmm. Penalty. '' I thought for a few moments. Then I came up with a great and awful idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to stimulate the early person find out them 'lose'again ? ``

sanctum fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some form of sick fucking puppy and I do n't have a go at it if there 's a promised land but I 'm pretty certainly there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the other derelict and degenerate and killers and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the shit for a while in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my head to try and catch some piece of cake. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the solution away from some early fucking tree that was invading the heyday bed.

'' Foul ! '' Mom called. `` Um ... Un-necessary Buffness ! ``

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no formula ! It 's jut win or lose, mom ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure to twist my arms more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should plow a little more away from her so I can bend over for her and grab some fucking roots.

'' Foul ! '' Mom said again. `` You ca n't luff your smelly ass at me ! ``

'' It does NOT smell out ! O.K. ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me total out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely tacky enough for me to try her. She was teasing some more. `` God tinker's damn Kyd ... show no obedience ... put em through college ... they cheat at the games ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up unbowed and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her blazonry way up in the air. Her chest swelled to enormous proportions as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

'' You were right, '' she said. `` It 's red cent hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking looks as she went about her business like I was n't there. She undid the top clit on her old ratty shirt. Then the side by side. And another one. messiah ! How many push button are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt backside tied correct at her belly button.
I could now see exposed bosom flesh.

cleavage. Lovely, darkness, and late. But I have promises to continue. And many daylight before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my work, trying to shroud my rising bloomer. I sneaked peaks back over my shoulder. Mom was on all tetrad, moving about, lifting a hand to grab a genus Petunia and blank space it in the priming. Her breasts swayed back and forth, and they shook and trembled as she moved about the garden.

'' Alright ! '' I yelled. `` Foul ! ``

Mom smiled at me sweetly, her breasts hanging down such that I could see about 47 % of her total mammilla. Not the nipples, of course, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, remember ? ``

'' There should be. Illegal Motion in the ... front ... ''

'' You mean this ? '' Mom shook her breasts.

'' Yeah, that. break off it or I 'll go on hit and imprint a sexual union and picket your home. 'Unfair to workers'. ``

We finished about an hr later. The garden looked very dainty. We did n't, though. Dirty, sweaty, smelly, and there was potting soil all over the walkway.

'' You put away the tools ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hosepipe. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosiery going, washing down the bricks of all the dirt. I took in the rest of the tools.

'' Hey, '' I said when I came back. `` I 'm going in for a shower. ``

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my ft. I had shoes on, but they were smutty and dirt had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse my foot off.

'' Okay, stand back. The body of water shoots out pretty gruelling. '' Always thinking of how to be safe to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the beak and sprayed my feet and got the malicious gossip off. Got the dirt off my shinbone and calves, too. honest not to traipse all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hosiery and shot me in the crotch ! And the chest and face ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking water felt COLD !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash off my back.

'' Are you done ? '' I asked when she stopped.

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one to a greater extent time. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... delay ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my limb. She 's not get down as a feather, but it was n't a job for an Adrenalin and hormonally charged Brigham Young man.

'' blockade it ! '' she begged. `` Put me down ! What are you ... no ! Not the pool ! ``

I unceremoniously threw Mom into the deep end of the pool.

As she came up for air, I did a cannon ball right next to her.

Jesus of Nazareth ! I thought the hose water was moth-eaten ! We do n't turn on the puddle heater until monument Day ! Fuck ! We both started to swim to the shallow end, but I was wearing consignment shortstop. The kind with like 17 pockets and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming proboscis ! I could barely be active, and I used to be on the swim team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked hard and caught Mom, gave her a Yankee-Doodle on the leg, and passed her.

I quickly got to the whole step and started getting out. I could here Mom sputtering behind me.

'' You dirty, shitty, cheating picayune bastard ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of shit ! ``

I turned to help her out so she would n't slip. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my prick. rising, that is. Which was n't that big of a problem, except I was standing there in my wet skivvies.

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water, the cold water, I could n't control myself. Her nipples had hardened to near baseball field strength, and they made trusted everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an inch through her shirt. The wet stuff clung to her dead body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh spirit, there 's even a trivial seawall on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her head back to gather up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous teat even more. I was now at full attention and did n't hump what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't grave, good ? Is it ? nooky !

Mom kept up her funny philippic. `` Little rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! Wait until I tell your father -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to look down and saw my raging hard-on.

'' Tell dad ... what ? Tell him what, Mom ? I 'm thinking maybe we do n't severalise him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet tit were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her blazonry, trying to shroud them up. That was funny, because her boobs are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to walk off.

I patted her butt as she walked past.

'' Hey ! '' she cried, still walking away. `` None of that, now ! And no masturbating, either ! ``

'' No fibbing ! '' I called to her. She flipped me off.

Well, I thought. That was kind of a fun afternoon.

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a coldness one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to lose ! Ok, accuracy be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some power point in my life story. But ... shit ... it was n't all the clock time, hardly ever. I just did n't think of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right now. I got ta fucking realise my head.

'' Honey ? '' Mom called from the hall. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to clean up and do some shopping for some shit. You can go do whatever, but I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. Maybe, Fleming 's ? '' That was a high-end chophouse. The kind where a Solanum tuberosum is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! sure as shooting ! Sounds unspoiled ! '' I dried my genital organ but kept moving. Fuck ! I did n't have a go at it it was this toilsome not to refer myself !

In my room, I heard the shower bath go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the instant of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with flaming ? This will narrate. If I go in there, we 'll detect out.

I walked down the vestibule to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a screwing pussy.

Then I began to squirm the knob.

Locked.

screw bitch ! I thought to myself. She knew ... she knew I would try. Which means ... what ? No ? Never ? Not now ? Go jerk off ? Oh Mom ... you 're a furtive one.

wellspring, I certainly never got a strong on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of trend. You ca n't act as Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be make to leave around 6:30. dinner reservations are at 7. Dress kind of dainty. Love, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't hold spell out every word in a text. Or she does n't believe in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

She came home an 60 minutes or so later. Poked her head into the field, said 'Hi', and locked herself in her way again. Whatever.

At 6:15, I put on my nice black drawers and a Joseph Black silk shirt, it 's got some white short paisley action going on over one shoulder. Mom bought it for me at Dec 25 and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my dentition, shaved, spiked my hair up ... gravy. Looking pretty sharp ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

At 6:30 I hollered up, `` I 'm fix ! ``

At 6:40 I hollered up, `` We 're going to be late ! ``

At 6:43 I hollered up, `` We could probably get a nates at McDonald 's or maybe Burger -- ''

I stopped speaking. I stood at the pedestal of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a black dress and high-pitched heels. But that 's like saying the Eiffel tug is a metal structure.

This wearing apparel, wow ! Satiny material, cryptic and drear ignominious. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't veridical slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a small glove around her sonsy body. You could see some motion in the attire. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the dress was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some support for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprisal. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a little string of faux diamonds going across the dorsum, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's back. The very minor of it. the smallest part. What I would call, 'Below the whack'even.

She did a little number for me in the foyer. Her dress flew out a flew column inch as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark hair done differently, some big curl and waving and summerset instead of her common flat. iniquity red lipstick and gorgeous eye makeup completed her flavor. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... mythic ... holy shit ... you do n't look like anybody 's mother ! ``

She flashed me a demure smile, seductively put a fingertip in her sass, turned halfway and kicked up a heel.

'' Like the shoes ? ``
Black patent leather, stiletto cad, and extra strap that went up her ankle far more than is effectual in some southern State. The heel were perfect ; richly, but not so gamey as to make one looking at dazed when they walk.

'' Holy shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll need one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm grievous ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the explorer. I 'm getting the Jag keys ! ``

Dad 's Jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to drive it. He inherited it from a fertile uncle some years back and he probably put 200 miles a twelvemonth on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a class on it just trying to hold back it running, too. Brits, good people but do n't understand much about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitten. I backed her out of the service department. Mom reached for the doorway to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her side. Taking her hand, I eased her into the seat.

Revving the railway locomotive, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a fast and severe ride !

I popped the clench and pull down the street. 13 minutes to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple magnate chute but still made it to the restaurant about ten mo late. The man took the car and backed it in, right by the front door. That 's respect !

The waiting area was crowded, I was trying to assure in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some magniloquent asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very engaged tonight and we ca n't hold tables all Nox ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into view and held my arm, and smiled her accolade winning grin at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th level for trump smiling. We only tell the verity ... ok I 'll shut out up.

'' ... but ... you are in luck as a table by the window just opened up. This way, delight ? ``

Mom made for sure to brush her chest against Fritz a lilliputian, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a looker as this ! You need your money new man !

The waiter came up decently away.

'' Good evening folks ! Welcome to Ian Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all pleased with himself.

I spoke very slowly, and very quietly, but with passion.

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, insulting sap ! ``

Mom did a face palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruckus ensued. Could I describe the ruction ? Not really. Just a bunch of stave rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'regard, a pate'that was obviously on it 's way to another board, and various breads and curlicue, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much better and kept her red cent mouth shut. The other guy was moved across the room so we did n't bear to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our orders and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a little shit ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

'' Hey, I learned from the adept. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your female parent, then maybe we should sit a petty bit closer, do n't you think ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped champagne. Good man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's better. Now we look like a duad. '' And she patted my articulatio genus under the table. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the tabular array but I was able to shut my dazed mouth up just in time.

The dinner party was tremendous. The fish fillet were pinnace and succulent, the Solanum tuberosum fab, and the troupe was ... divine. Mom and I were touching practically through the unit dinner party. berm, or feet, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost born. I regaled her with report of bad girl champion and bad sex time ; now that we were on a different level, we could blab out about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The check arrived, in the amount of twoscore seven one dollar bill. I protested to Fritz that it was too low, but he insisted. We tipped him and the waitress very well, though.

'' Hey Fritz ? '' I asked as we were leaving. `` Can you recommend any dance places around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the fantastic vodoun Lounge ! You can leave your car here and call us to issue forth get you ! I will call my friend at the room access, you wo n't wait in telephone line. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to leave. She gave him a big hug. A replete body hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast modal value. He stumbled away, reddened but smiling.

The hoodooism sofa ... now here was a property. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drinks. But Fritz got us set up with a nice little booth far enough away from the band so we could sing, but not out in the boonies, either.

The prolusion dance orchestra played 80 's pop music, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her firm, I
knew most of the call too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in ages ! delight ? ? ? ``

Who could defy ? Not me. The storey was pretty crowded, which was good. We stepped up and got our 'Super Freak'on. After a few songs we went back and sucked down some Goose Gimlets.

'' This is ... SO practically FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. okay it was pretty brassy. She moved in closer to me to speak into my ear. `` Thank you so much sweetie, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', retrieve ?. Um ... call me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' South ? ``

'' Yes, Dixie ! It 's variety of a slutty name, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to take on ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you able-bodied to not molest yourself this afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! Shit ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very HARD ... but I managed not to. ``

'' Hmmm, too bad. I was kind of hoping to win. ``

Holy shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would have to jack off while she watched. Um ... too much thought ...

'' Let 's dance some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly queer. But then. One of her favorite songs came on. 'Lady in Red', a tardily call about dancing with his lover. I was set up to evacuate the dance story, but Mom pulled me back.

'' We 're dancing, '' she informed me.

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and harbor me. ``

'' Yes, Confederacy. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my flop hand on the small of her rear. Her bare back.. My left hand held her the right way bridge player, and we swayed to the music.

'' You 're so beautiful, Mom. ``

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't heart schooltime. There 's no chaperon. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a foot apart. I pulled her closer. Her slight, yet intoxicating, scent almost overwhelmed me.

Her chest bumped into mine. I pulled her closer still. Her chest of drawers pressed into me. Closer ... her straits lay on my shoulder joint. With her blackguard, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch little than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to steady her of course. Her thigh pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my little fingerbreadth down, under her dress. I felt no step-in where there should be some, only a little tiny string.

I was trying to hold back my enormous erecting from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Confederate States of America just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my hand further down the back of her wearing apparel and cupped a warm ass buttock. My Mom 's warm ass cheek. This was it. It 's functionary. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and moil her pelvic girdle against against my cock.

I pulled my head back to search at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a niggling something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her neck, just below her right ear. I lingered, and kissed a few Sir Thomas More small kisses in the general arena. Dixieland breathed in heavy, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a short and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the rhombus earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the saltation floor. I whispered into her ear.

'' Confederate States, I want to see you masturbate for me. Would you like that ? ``

There was no front, then a slight, almost perceptible nod of her head. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you fetch up. '' Again, a head nod. I released her mightily hired hand so I could put both limb around her waistline, and she wrapped her subdivision around my neck.

'' Travis ... honey ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

'' You love me, right ? I mean, for real. Not just 'yes Mom of course of instruction I love you'... ''

'' I do love you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my command with a hard pelvic stab. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the nooky ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

Suddenly, Katrina and the wave started singing about walking on sunshine.

'' Let 's sit back down ? '' I suggested. `` But, stay close in straw man of me. This is embarrassing ! ``

We walked off the dance floor, Mom holding my hand and me trailing her very closely. I did n't desire everyone to see I had a monumental hard-on.

The waitress took our beverage guild, and Mom snuggled up against me in the humble booth.

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a little pat. It throbbed in response to her touch. She kept her hand there. I tried not to think about it, but ... I caved in.

'' Well, no wonder. Looking the way you do, Mo -- South ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the other guy checking you out. Some of the girls, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast into my shoulder and arm. I swung my free hired man over and under the table. I reached up and cupped her other breast, still inside her dress. I hefted it, checking it 's weight and size of it. Mmmmmm, very squishy, yet firm, fucking wonderful. Her mammilla rose to greet my thenar. I tweaked it, rolling it between my fingers. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you folks ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red font, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just pull up stakes these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's neck again, and munched on her pinna. She downed her beverage. All of it.

'' I have to go to the ladies room. '' She looked at me. `` By myself. ``

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and take care presentable. It was n't well-heeled. several minutes went by, I began to get concerned. Ten minutes. wellspring, sometimes there is a line, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two Edward Young guys ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shooter ! piece of tail !

She walked back to our table and plopped down hard next to me.

'' Having fun ? '' I asked, annoyed. `` I 'm not. ``

'' Oh it'ss fine, '' she said. A little slur to her spoken language. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to admit something to you and it is n't slow. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of black material.

'' These are my panties ! Or ... well not panties ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to wear off anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nozzle. They were wet, and the strong womanly olfactory perception coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to allow in to you that you won ! I had to go to the ladies room so I could cum and not make a mess out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

'' You what ? '' I asked, wanting to be sure as shooting. `` You just came ? Here ? ``

Mom smiled a wicked smile and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my tits in plublic ... plub ... where people can see, I 'm going to cum. Every time. ``

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the placard with her recognition card, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurriedness to get home. But, no.

She was in a haste to line up a wastebasket, or a plant, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got sick the one meter, outside the golf club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her way and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her brake shoe, gently, caressing her feet a picayune. I eased her out of her apparel, which is n't nookie well-off at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water W.C. and woke her up, eventually, so she could booze some body of water and go pee. After various minutes, she got down about 12 ounces of water. The whole time she was spouting off `` I 'm sorry I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm drab too.

She kind of helped me get her into some silk pajamas, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her side in what 's called 'the retrieval position', so if she gets sick again she 'll be alright.

Okay, yes it did occur to me to sense her up or finish what she started, but I 'm not actually a rapist. Just a sex-fiend. There 's a difference.

I crawled on top of the covers next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the next day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the sign creaking a bit. Somebody upstairs is moving.

I put the Keurig on again. A chief peaked in.

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

'' I 'm not certainly ... oh good you have coffee, '' she said as she slid into a chair.

'' I 'm ... kind of fuzzy on some matter ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our night, right ? ``

'' Well, it did n't end with a bang, no. ``

'' So ... I remember madam In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a public lavatory ? Did I do that ? ``

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a slut. I 'm so sorry Travis, thanks for getting me home. ``

'' Well, fortunately, we have one car left. the Jag is at the restaurant and my car is at the workshop. I 'm hoping you can facilitate me get those later today. ``

I filled her in on some of the details as she had her coffee. She forgot some, and remembered others.

'' Travis. Again. I 'm sorry. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't know what I was thinking finish night ... I was ready to, um ... fuck you, and I thought if I got enough alcoholic beverage in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really put to work out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' well, Mom, that 's not the only when chance we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right thing to do. The import was right, the prison term was correctly, but maybe it did n't happen for a intellect. And maybe it 's for the better. I 'm sorry if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

Mom stood up and went back upstairs. I heard the shower go on.

Deflated, I went to the euphony room. Yes, the house has a music room. Which is good because we all dabble with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some little circle for awhile in my teens. Growing up with Mom and Dad, euphony was always around us. And we did n't care what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a couple hr, it really helps me to unstrain and not think about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all clean and refreshed. She looked fucking great, actually.

'' Do n't stop, keep playing. '' Mom always liked my guitar playing. `` Do some oldie ! ``

I picked 'And I love her', an acoustical piece from the Beatles. Mom looked startled, then she settled into it. I followed up with a little Classical Gas, then I played some Kentucky fair sex, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the car and some luncheon, '' she said right after that.

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her breast, background my raging tool into her renal pelvis. Or the fact that she gripped my turncock, and masturbated in the peeress room. Yup, did n't mention those things.

We got home after a distich 60 minutes, kind of beat from running around town.

'' Maybe we should stay put in tonight ? '' I offered. `` Get some pizza ? We 'll do something limited tomorrow for Mom 's Day. ``

I went back on a higher floor for awhile. I had to think. I was ready to nail my mom final night, and today, it 's like nothing happened. backbone to normal. But I 'm not liking convention. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a urging of the moment thing ? Random chance ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and heavy, seriously hot and heavy. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My breathing became lambaste, it was like my roue was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. Nothing. Ran downstairs, where the Hell is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the puddle. With a glass of wine-colored. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

'' Oh hey, honey. Just relaxing a bit -- ''

'' Mom. We need to spill. Now. ``

'' Well, surely honey have a seat -- ''

'' Mom, stand up. ``

'' What 's this all about ? '' she asked, as she stood up.

I bent down and scooped her up in my arms.

'' Travis ! What ... where are you taking me ? Wait ... no ... huh uh ... put me down.. PUT ME DOWN YOUNG MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the steps before she stopped squirming.

'' So ... we 're ... we 're doing this ? ``

'' Yes Mom. We 're doing this. And we 're doing this now. ``

'' You 're for certain ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm indisputable Mom. Or if you want to be Dixie, that 's okeh too. ``

She shook her head, but held her arms up for me.

'' Well then, Travis. Come and give your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my hired man on her cheek, I leaned in and kissed her with all the pacify cacoethes I could muster.

Her soft rim yielded to mine. Our lips folded into each other, gently, testing each early. I opened my back talk some, so did she. I slipped just a little natural language inside her mouthpiece, rubbing it along her tooth. It felt like flicker flew when her glossa met mine. So soft, so wet.

She reached up with her free arm and held me close. Our consistency blended together, my breast pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a prospicient time. Both of us were breathing faster, our lineage racing through our eubstance. Our gentle mania turned to furious heat. My foreplay was physically apparent to her, and I 'm trusted she was soaking wet, but I did n't want to speed things. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, intelligent woman. You do n't get women like this quotidian. I 've had lots of girlfriends, but not like this one.

Eventually, we broke our kiss and just smiled at each early, both of us breathing heavily.

'' take aim me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could strip down. Mom rose up on her articulatio cubiti so she could take in. Of course, she arched her back to thrust out her chest. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly.
I bent down to take off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' Ashcan School inches ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' Eight and a half, but who 's numeration. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a woman 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long sleeve white dress shirt.

'' Is this expensive ? '' I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight.

'' Yes, it 's from Italia. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, clit flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it modest down to rip it open completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial strength jobbie, no sum of money of manpower can rip through these thing. I pulled her to a sitting stead and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One crotchet, two, the Nazarene ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally unwrap it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her perfect breast. Yes, I saw them the other day for about 3 seconds, but this was different. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at least half a minute as they heaved with each breath. My shaft could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't turn back now, baby ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her pelvic arch for me.

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her hips, revealing a red thong. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the view of my naked mom, save for the minuscule patch of redden held be some petite material.

'' Lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's strings broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her white meat splayed out to the slope, her bare slit looked so inviting. I reached over and unfold her legs, her scent immediately appeared from her now opened area.

I had run this through my thinker many sentence, how it might go. She sucks me, then I eat her until she orgasms, or the other way, or playing with her nipple until she cums or maybe ...

But the look in her eyes said, issue forth and get me, now !

I climbed between her peg, and rested my body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her drumhead with my left mitt and held her neck opening, while my right field snaked down between our legs and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it well-heeled. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet point. I rubbed my school principal up and down, slathering her juices all over my mushroom cloud cap.

I pressed in a slight, my cock entered her pussycat and went in about an inch or so.

I let go with my mitt and brought it up and held her face.

We looked in each other 's eyes as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her pussy. I fucked back and forth a piffling, then just drilled through the final four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch cock lay recondite inside Mom 's tight, horny hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her peg naturally wrapped around mine as we began to produce sexual love. Pressing into her, my pelvis mashed into her button. I just pushed for a while, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my cock down at it 's full depth.

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

'' ahhh ... Travis ... Travis ... ''

And then I started fucking her.

My favorite trick is to pull my cock out most of the way, and then tease it back home. Ok, that 's not a big surprisal, it 's probably every guy 's favorite trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow withdrawal and quick thrust back down brought a quick short `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to make indisputable I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to run across my poke and I tried to drill her through the piece of ass bed. Last dark I gingerly held her chest, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her teat and pinched her nipple and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for dear life as I dropped my allow for handwriting down and forced it under her ass brass. Cupping her butt joint hard, I could love faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like brute. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My blade cock continued pistoning inside her for several instant. I buried my typeface in her cervix, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out weaponry so I could select a good look at her. She cupped her knocker and pulled them up so her Chin was resting between them.

'' You ... are ... so beautiful ! '' I managed, through the panting.

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... bang me ... have it off me ... fuck your ... mom ''

That familiar feeling was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slid both hands under her ass cheeks. My right manus went further into her slippery crack. I rubbed her slight backdoor for a few moments, and easily skid my midriff finger up inside her ass.

'' Christ ! '' she cried out. `` Cum in me, baby ! ``

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... roll in the hay you ... Mom ... fucking ... love you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my first-class honours degree squirt Mom 's puss contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after jet, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so tie to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one flesh'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, utterly spent. Her pussycat still contracted in little spasms.

'' Travis, '' Mom whispered. `` That 's the best ... the best fucking I 've ever had. ``

'' Me too, Mom, me too ... ''

'' Lay down honey, it 's approve. '' I rolled onto my vertebral column, Mom lay along side of meat me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you beware ? It feels good to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, honey ? ``

'' We fucked ! I ca n't believe it ! ``

'' I know, baby. You okay ? ``

'' I 'm trade good. A lilliputian tired. yield me a couple minutes though, and we 'll lead off round of golf Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a bout Two in a long time ! ``

We kissed and snuggled a bit. Then she surprised me.

'' Maybe this will get you going again ? I 've seen it online, maybe you 'll think it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her pussycat and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my breadbasket. Then it poured onto me. With a devilish aspect on her human face, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her face into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacuum, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my make love God, Travis ! I have n't feed a man 's cum in ... class ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was in good order. I thought it was hot. So did my shaft. It sprang back to full strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the payoff, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the base, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her magnificent tongue, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some germinal remainder, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a well opinion, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was good at it, too. Firm pressure, well natural language action at law, no tooth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The in force thing about the 'second'erection, is that it takes more stimulation to cum than the first one. I got to enjoy Mom 's blowjob a good long time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to know that men are visual, so she made for sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awing tits into dramatic play, also. She ground them into my thigh, played with them, rubbed them on my cock.

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a complaint. ``

'' You do ? ``

'' Yes, I have n't properly been introduced to your tits. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some time with them. If you do n't mind. ``

She smiled her award-winning grinning again, and crawled up my body, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my cheek, swinging it a spare column inch from me. Her dark pap hung an inch or Thomas More from her orotund aereolas, she let it graze my cheek.

Finally, I could n't put up it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as encompassing as I could, trying to suck all of her tit into my mouth. My hands grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the shucks out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to imbibe so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one bosom for arcminute, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my face so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her breast. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a handwriting in her crotch, she 's fingering herself, I thought. honest, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her cover. I could then work on this left tit with a slight more leisure and purpose. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to realize it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit flesh, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' Deliverer, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten minutes of this. `` You really like bosom, do n't you ! ``

'' Am I boring you ? I can stop or -- ''

'' God no ! hold back going ! It 's like the best massage in the world ! But do n't bear on my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a tentative look, then I cupped her pussy mound and fray my palm into her clit.

True to her word, she shuddered and came, rightfield then. Kind of a small one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her legs and slipped my cock inside Mom, unassisted. I hunched over so I could still act upon on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you serve me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her right one.

I pushed her breast up so she could accomplish it with her backtalk, too. By the way, I continued to fuck her cunt slowly.

'' Really ? '' she asked. `` You do n't suppose this is ... silly ? ``

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war hoagy, a total cretin ? He did n't care this ?

'' No, not silly. It 's fucking hot as pit ! ``

Mom went at her own tit with relish, just as much as me, maybe even more. I love seeing a woman make love to her own tit, it 's so fucking fascinating.

I pulled my tool out of it 's home, but I brought it to a place just as courteous, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the same sentence. The fact that now her cunt juice was on her tit and my tool only seemed to excite her more.

I swabbed her snatch with my hand, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her belly as she grabbed her boob and held them spacious, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my rooster entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wonderful tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my cock heading would pertain her tongue on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her pap like a madman.

'' Cum in my sass, cum in my oral fissure, or on my face, just cum on me ! Come on, cum for me ! ``

wellspring, with her encouragement and with that much pressure from her tits, I had lilliputian choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the second. The hold up few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipple. Mom swallowed down her loads, then she bent her head and thrash and sucked all the cum from her tits.

Tired, but excited, I slid down between her legs and breathed in her heady aromas.

A lot of the meter, ok almost all the time, when I eat out a woman, there 's kind of a method acting going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my face all over her puss. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hours. Or maybe 10 mo. I also did her conjuring trick, which was to depend up into her eyes. But most of the fourth dimension they were closed or I could n't even see them on invoice of her tits being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to keep her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the recognition hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a erstwhile thing. I do n't recognise how this will work in the future with other masses in the par, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umptieth sentence, she coated my expression with her female cum.

'' Come here, baby ! '' she said, with her hand outstretched for me. Grasping my face, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my chin with her lingua, like a salutary mommy.

(. Y. )

'' How do you fell about anal sex, Mom ? ``

'' trusted, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm certainly we can find some lube or -- ''

'' Travis, favourite, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clear'. You ca n't do that if there 's a train in the post. ``

It took me a mates moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for christ interest. We do n't want a collision in there ! ``

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the place will be top tomorrow morning. ``

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my mother 's Day present to you, an anal blast ! ``

'' I 'd wish that, son ! ``

'' So Mom, tell me more about this woman the early day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

'' Yeah, Jeanine. What were you guys going to do ? ``

'' Well ... Good Shepherd this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

'' Mom, I 've eaten your kitty-cat. I 've seen you suck cock. You can tell me about your trivial 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our sand one night. And we talked about how gracious it would be to possess an coming without being alone all the fourth dimension ! We were quite imbibe, and we said we should help each other out.

'' Clarence Shepard Day Jr. went by, neither of us said another word of honor about it. I just put it down as a silly conversation between rummy people.

'' Then ... what was it, Wednesday I guess, she called me. She was watching some smut and ... she came with me on the phone. ``

'' Holy shit ! '' I interjected. `` That 's hot ! What did you do ! ``

'' I did what any lusty female would do. I came too ! ``

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the next day. We were just going to be in the Sami room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred spirits looking for a little companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine-colored, okay, maybe a lot of wine-colored. We were both very anxious. After our secondment glass, which polished off the feeding bottle, I took a deeply breath and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my sleeping room is connected to the internet, if we wanted to watch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we seek for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt party'. And ... sanctum shtup. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so insolent and emphatic and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just ridiculous. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, nobody can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't have it off what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the word, if it is a word ... Debauched and untimely and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiacal to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my clothes. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more comfortable that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the truth, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my actual front before.

'' I got, very unquiet again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked body. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gal on the video screamed and sprayed an enormous squirt on the other gal. We remembered why were there.

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our legs and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To have a warm body next to me.

'' But not as squeamish as this, of form ! '' she grabbed my flaccid cock. It tried to react but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a good kisser, I just kind of go all stupid when we kiss.

'' And then what, '' I asked. `` I walked in ? ``

'' Yep. Jeanine had just suggested we swap dildos, which we did. But ... she put the one I just had in my pussy into her oral cavity. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, variety of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her stuff. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to savor it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to smack it, her. But I could n't contribute myself to get across that transmission line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the sleep. ``

I smiled at her. `` Sorry for the lesbo interruptus ! ``

'' We were n't lesbo-ing ! ``

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished business enterprise. ``

'' I guess. But, since we 're talking ... what are we going to do ? With ... 'this'... with us ? ``

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really stimulate a plan. Um, what do you need ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a spell at least. ``

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... September ? Yeah ? wellspring, final are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summertime. is n't that some phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, Summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to present him ? And let the cat out of the bag to him on the phone ? And ... a divorce would be so bad for him right now. ``

'' Well, you should n't get divorced, maybe. I 'll be back at schoolhouse, you guys can reconnect, maybe ... I do n't bed ... ''

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to earn him take some blue pills and start fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't bang what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so tremendous 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking literal world reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't screw. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a dainty brunch tomorrow. It might be too late to cause reserve, but I 'll bet old Fritz would notice a board for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have tike or what ? Maybe she could fall in us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The warning device went off at 8:40, Sunday morning. female parent 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on time. I want to be awake and set up. ``

fountainhead, dogshit, I 'm awake and ready right now ! Let 's go mum !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the sound fucking I 've given her, and she hides from me ! Ca n't blame her, I guess. She probably needs to get into the married woman mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two more prison term last Night. Each time seems to be as unspoilt or sound than before. When Mom come, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a little girl at Christmas. then she kisses me so much ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my cock like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her titty did n't just joggle, they seemed to affect of their own accordance and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the bathroom in her robe, an ugly one, but she had her some makeup on and had brushed her tomentum. I could still see some desiccated cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` dash ! I need to blab to your father. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

I just laid there and turned on the TV real low. One of the traditionalist movies was on. Cool.

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more sustainment on her face. Plucking her brow or some such shit, I do n't know.

At 8:59, the telephone rang. The police chief is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the Internet circumstance and pulled up my favorite smut site, and found the Lesbo pip-squeak party. In less than a bit I was at full staff again. Mom was settling into the birdsong in the swivel chair.

'' Yes, he 's here, '' she was saying to Dad. She swirled around, only to happen me stroking my cock and hardcore lesbos on the screen. Quickly, she turned back the former way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's alright, he 's been a bit of a oral contraceptive pill, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that poor fish girl he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his amphetamine ... ''

I thought it was prison term I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the sound to her in good order ear. It 's a corded handset because Dad did n't like cell phone. So I stood up and bond my hard cock into Mom 's leave behind ear.

She tried to bat me away, but it did n't really work. Still, she was distracted.

'' Yes honey ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the telephone set for a secondment ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral Johnson 's wife ? Really ? '' and blah claptrap blah ...

I tried fondling her tit, but she kept tightening her weapon system to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the electric chair with her, and forced my cock to her lips. Dad rambled on about naval forces politics in Italy as Mom has about a third of my cock in her back talk. Suddenly she had to spit it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dear, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be great ! We 'd sleep with to see you succeeding month for a week ! That 's so awesome ! ``

Mom pushed me hard, I had to get off the chair.

'' Yes love, he 's right here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so much ... bye love ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

Good God, I 'm the right way here ! But she had to make it depend good. She waited a few minute, then handed me the phone.

'' Hey Dad ! Happy Mother 's Day ! ... yeah you too ow fuck ! I mean, sorry, I kicked the chair with my toe ... ''

In reality Mom had taken my cock and hang it downwards. When it 's this intemperately, it does n't flex downwards.

'' So you 're coming home soon ? ... that 'll be assuredness ... maybe you can learn me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a testicle into her sass. the Nazarene that feels nice.

'' Yeah I 'm taking care of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's political boss ! ... love you too. ``

Mom could enjoin we were getting done, so she ran into her bathroom and locked the room access. bullshit !

'' surface up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the doorway. `` It 's Mother 's Day ! Mommy needs her present ! ``

Her muffled voice replied, `` Go away, get dressed. We 're going to brunch with Jeanine. ``

Oh yeah ! Ok then, down boy.

(. Y. )

Jeanine, Mom, and I sat down promptly at 10:30 for the mythological Sir Alexander Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his efforts to guarantee we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the early night, ASKED if there were any female parent present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first marriage but her husband 's sec. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's household this break of day. Jeanine was to cull them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in form of my generation. petty shorter, little trimming capacitor, smaller breasts but very perky, curt blonde hair's-breadth. Like Mom, however, she was a knockout, no doubt about it.

Both Lady had on very tight skirts. Mom had a nice cashmere sweater which really accentuated her bod, while Jeanine wore a plain stitch blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the ballock rolling. It was n't too firmly, we
already had two mimosa in us.

'' well there 's this bread and butter group, a forum, for dark blue wife. You go online and type stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help oneself someone else who needs a hand. You know, there 's incision for infrastructure, so the gals local anesthetic to a base can serve each former with baby-sitting, doctor 's designation and affair like that.

'' And we had talked online many clip about stuff, then met in person to talk about affair we did n't require to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' Cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the early day ... ''

'' Oh, do n't interest about it. It 's exquisitely, really. ``

'' Can ask you a personal question, Jeanine ? Are you planning on staying with your married man ? ``

'' Absolutely ! I love him to death ! But ... he knows I need to get some striking once in a while. He does n't bear in mind as long as it 's just girls and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the fete when he comes home ! ``

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd care to spend the rest of the day at our house ... ''

Jeanine did this fiddling smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a rule. I do n't care it, but it 's all or nothing. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, mister, ca n't match me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't touch you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, dejectedly. But Mom was so looking forward to this. `` But, I can be nearby ? ``

'' Sure, you can be two inch away, you just ca n't touch me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The quietus of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cute account about me and all the dunce things I 've done over the years.

The moms had many Sir Thomas More mimosas, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school girlfriend, and getting all touchy feely like women do. But there were flavour, and lingering handwriting, and slight caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how hard and truehearted Jeanine 's No-Touching rule really was.

We finally got up to leave, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more shocked than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to come with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her breasts pressed into me nicely. I winked and told her we 'd see her again sometime.

'' All of you ? Or just you ? '' she asked, smiling. Mom grabbed my paw and whisked me away.

For the ride nursing home, Mom sat in the back seat while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't know why for a couple instant, but then it became apparent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a little `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the ass. I looked over at a red igniter to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's impart breast. Jeanine leaned back, her middle closed.
Then they fiddled with the seat and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hired hand on Jeanine 's boobs. get-go over her shirt. I had to swerve respective times to ride out on the road as Mom 's deal deftly unbuttoned her admirer 's blouse.

trump honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her white meat, still connected but out of the way now. Jeanine just moaned softly.

We were almost home when Mom took off her own perspirer. I hoped no taller car or trucks came alongside, they would consume a good view for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the service department way, instead of out front. '' I said to nonentity. The girls were lost in their little dreamland. I put the garage door down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't want to go out Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a nice vodka tonic, with not much tonic. I figured I could n't pertain, but I could learn ! I headed upstairs.

The gal were on the bed, but they still had their dame and shoes on. No tops, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's breast. I know the feeling ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand move of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, measured not to partake the treasured Jeanine. I brought my rooster to Mom 's mouth, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her side. `` Oh my god, you guys were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one matter to hear about incest, quite another to actually see it. She went back to sucking on Mom 's tit, but kept looking up at the blowjob action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my peter totally enjoying the tactile property and the persuasion of another woman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to stay dressed all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the side zip, then shimmied out of her dame. Her Patrick White garter looked mythologic as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bring panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to have her present moment of being stripped by a fair sex. Jeanine undid Mom 's chick and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothing today, what 's with these women today ? Ca n't seem to think of anything ...

'' Come and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a while. '' And I moved away on the bed a little to give them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvic arch, crushing her nipple into Mom 's snatch as she went past tense. She climbed up retiring Mom 's nipple and got to her grimace where they kissed for various consequence ... then she continued up until her teat were in Mom 's human face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussy was right in front of Mom. Saviour Jeanine was turned on, I could smell her from here.

She straddled Mom 's nerve and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting lingua and lip. I moved around to get a unspoiled look. Yep, Mom 's feeding puss. Her number 1 ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing minute until she was eating out Jeanine like there was no tomorrow. Jeanine was loving it, I loved watching it. Although it was hard not to touch Jeanine. Her pap were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass cheek and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the paries with her decoration as she came violently. Her whole physical structure shook and trembled as she screamed `` shag '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in girl cream and this huge smiling on her face. I went to Mom.

'' Hey no tuching ! '' said Jeanine, suddenly untrusting of me.

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to work out up some of your slit juices. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's mouthpiece and kept the relaxation for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still pussy juice. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her distance from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's head so she could see salutary, and I massaged her bosom for her.

'' Can you believe this, Mom ? ``

'' No ! Not really ! This has been a very good weekend ! ``

'' She 's licking your pussy, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking marvellous ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guys doing to me ... I 'm such a slut ! ``

I reached over to the nightstand and found a vibrator, I handed it to Jeanine. She used it swiftly and delicately. I tried taking mental distinction as women seem to eat pussy dissimilar than men, or at least different from me.

Mom 's ventilation deepened, then quickened as her orgasm approached. I pinched and pulled her teat, thinking it might help. It helped me, anyway.

'' Shit yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

Jeanine drank down all of Mom 's material, then pulled off and smiled up at us.

'' Pretty good ? I 've never done that before ! ``

'' You 're amazing ! '' Mom answered.

'' But I thought, '' I countered. `` I thought you fooled around with young woman before ? ``

'' Well, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touching. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

well, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the star sign, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a sixty-nine billet. But not the favorable, on all 4 way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her wooden leg over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a little study to position myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with Thomas More than one former soul in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's cunt was so wet and glossy, My cock just went in like it was zero. Not that she was liberate or anything, but I was so severe and her slit offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sweet home ... '' I mused as my lance sank completely into Mom 's puss.

'' Be it ever so abase ... '' Mom said.

'' Dares mo rate ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her mouth stuffed with pussy back talk and, if I was n't mistaken, my nut were hitting something back there. Her olfactory organ, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my clod were dragging on something ! The persuasion of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock jab ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' okay you guys, '' Mom said between intimation. `` This is now ... my dearie have it off side ... of all time ... fucking holy shit ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't centre and just rested her capitulum on the commanding officer 's married woman 's cunt.

I had a appreciation on Mom 's hips, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

'' Ow ! What was that ... oof ... for ? ``

'' vengeance, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' retribution 's a bitch ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass cheek was turning nice and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' Pause

SPANK !

'' wellspring you probably should consume ! ``

Both Jeanine and Mom laughed, their trembling felt good on my cock as it kept up it 's relentless attack.

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah Mommy ... yeah ... ooh yeah momma ... ``

'' Travis baby ... fuck me ... so good ... sleep with me ... fuck your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your trollop ... Fuck your nasty slut .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the point of no yield, a few Thomas More second of this and I would be done.

'' I 'm going to cum, Mom ! I 've got to cum ! ``

'' Do it baby ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty snatch ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The detonation ripped through me as I drove my turncock as arduous and cryptical as I could into Mom 's puss. My throbbing putz loosed jet after wonderful spirt deeply inside her. It was like shooting gasoline into the lava, though. So fucking hot ... Mom 's pussycat suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Saviour and the holy nookie as she came.

I do n't know what was happening to Jeanine down there, was she she drowning ? I pulled out to assure on her.

The import my cock came out, my sperms followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

'' Mom ! She 's eating it all ! ``

'' Jeanine, save me some ! '' begged Mom.

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the remainder in her mouthpiece. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and come and get some.

Mom spun around and she and Jeanine kissed a cummy kiss.

I lay back on the bed, and then Mom came and kissed me with a little bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After several minutes of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

'' No, do n't get up ! I 've got to get the kids. And ... it 's your limited day, Cheryl. ``

We were disappointed, but at the same meter it was kind of nice just to be alone with each other. Jeanine let herself out.

I rolled on top of Mom and we kissed. And we french kissed. And we soul-kissed. And we kissed for many yearn minute of arc, not just a few moments.

I only broke the buss to go to her nightstand and get out some Astro-Glide I had seen earlier. I fully lubed up my rooster. Jesus, I had never used this before. It felt great !

'' Where are you going with that thing ? '' Mom asked.

'' Hows the gear docket ? '' I asked.

'' The tracks are realize ! '' Mom said, and she spread her ramification panoptic for me.

I dribbled some of the lubricating substance from the bottle right onto her little brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lubricate into her remaining hand. She used that to steer my cock in the in good order direction.

My prick hit a wall. No wait. There 's a little indentation in this bulwark. I pressed a short ... the indentation let me move forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to go around her legs wider.

With a sudden release of tensity, my cock head poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven column inch to go.

With little thrusts, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty body. Mom grimaced a twosome sentence, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lubricator overcame the friction and down I came.

Eight and a half inch of cock, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been year ... before I married your father ... that anyone has done this. To me. ``

'' You like ? I do ''

She nodded. `` I do ! It 's so wrong ... this is all so wrong ... but I like being a slut ... I 've pushed it

down so long ... it 's Nice to let my freak out ! Thank you, Travis. I love you, honey. ``

I could n't retrieve of anything else to say, except

'' Happy Mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )