I was 14 at the metre that my Dad called me over to him and said"John, your Mum has asked me to ask you not to masturbate onto the side of your bed sheet. It is rather severely to wash out after it has dried so much."I was somewhat red faced but I said"Ok Dad."

I denied myself a wank that night and it took thirster than normal for me to devolve asleep ; and I still had a hard on. I woke up the succeeding morning with a raging boner and couldn't check my hand from stroking up and down my 8 inch pecker. It didn't take farseeing before I was desperate to bodge my burden. I couldn't think of where to germinate it, so in my desperate hazy mind I ran into Mum's sleeping room, Dad was already at oeuvre, woke Mum up with the head of my cock swelling ready to burst forth in front man of her face. She opened her eyes to see my tool staring her in the eye."Mum, where do I cum, I'm desperate and the pressure is killing me ?"

She could plainly see that I was gripping my hammer stopping the flow of cum and I was in distress. She obviously didn't want about a fourth part of a pint of cum spraying all over her bedding so she brought her head forward and took my cock into her mouth. This was far too much for me and I let go of my cock, immediately flooding her oral fissure with my cum and I could see and hear her swallowing it. After I had finished shooting my wad my rooster deflated slowly and I pulled it out of her rima oris."John the Divine, you should have used a tissue, head you with that much cum it would experience to be a huge tissue paper, it tasted nice too. If you get heroic again come to me,"she told me"now get dressed for school. ”.

I got home from school and Mum was at the mesa in the kitchen rolling pastry. I called hello, put my school bag away and hung my jacket up. I walked up behind my Mum and put my arms around her in greeting. I was feeling very daring due to mum swallowing my cum that morning so I slid my script up until I could feel the bottom of her white meat encased in her bra."Mum, can I, please ?"She took descent of the attitude of my work force and asked,"You want to feel my titty ? Why ?"“ Yes Mum, I am curious as to what they feel like as I am beginning to notice young lady, so I would like some cursor on how to treat them."I replied.

Mum thought for a few minute and then nodded,"Ok then, go ahead."So I slid my hand up onto her boob and was disappointed,"Mum, they are so hard, it's not what I expected."“ Oh,"she said,"that is because of my bra."“ But how can I get to know what they are like if you are wearing armour ?"I exclaimed."clash, Clank."I said as I tapped her breast with my brass knucks."Very funny,"she smiled.

Mum went quiet and I could see that she was debating with herself what to do, what to allow."Ok,"she said,"Unzip my dress."I did that, exposing her vertebral column and a rather wide bra shoulder strap."Now, see where my bra is fastened ?"“ Here ?"I asked pressing my digit onto what I thought the fastener was."Yes, that's it. Now, grip the strap both slope of the fastener and crusade your hands towards each other unhooking the fastener."she instructed. I gripped the strap and pushed my hands towards each early. The elastic was stronger than I had thought it would be and I grunted a little at the effort. I found that there were three hooks and looked at them closely."Are all bras fastened like this Mum ?"“ Yes John some only have one hooking and for the very large and grievous breasted women, four."

I pushed the shoulder strap to each English along with the back of her dress. I looked at her face where the bra strap had been wrapped around her and saw the vast indentations which were redder than the surrounding human body."Wow Mum,"I said, rubbing my bridge player over the indentations,"doesn't that hurt ?"“ Yes privy,"she replied,"but you get used to it.

I started to rub one position of her back to try and smoothen out the indentation. She groaned,"Oh, that's prissy,"she said, leaning on the table. I rubbed and kneaded one side for about three minutes and moved over to the former slope repeating my activeness. Both expanse looked considerably better for the rub."Oh, that feels so much better Saint John the Apostle, I'm glad I decided to permit your asking now. Slide your mitt round me both side of meat just as you did when you arrived but under my bra."I did this and laid my brass against her ardent back. My hands slid around her and encountered two vast, to me, flesh earth. So I continued on and stroked all over them lightly and finding her hard mammilla."Mum, why are your nipple hard ?"I asked."That's because they are very tender and even though you are my son it is a very sensual feel, you stroking my breasts like that. When you get to this horizontal surface with a little girl, be just as appease and caring as you are now."she replied."Now, take a gentle bobby pin on each nipple and compact them slightly."I did."A little harder, yes, that's it. Now roll the nipple between your fingerbreadth. Oohh, oohh, yes that's just right, oh god I'm so wet."I don't think she meant me to see those last five words.

By this time my hard on was getting painful, and I tried to ignore it."Mum, now I know what they feel like and have an thought of how to handle them and I have seen depiction but it's not like seeing the real thing."I noticed that Mum's dress had slipped half way off her shoulders. She stood up and turned stave to confront me. She allowed the articulatio humeri of her dress to sneak completely of her shoulder and continue down her body taking the bra with it. I was entranced, I was brass to breast, and they were gorgeous.

I was only about two inches away from Mum's good mamilla and without thinking tilt forward and latched onto the pap. Mum groaned and put her hand at the back of my head in acceptance of the loving suckle that I was giving her. I transferred to her left nipple and got another groan from her. While I was occupied like this I undid my pant and let them drop, then eased my undies over my atrocious cock. Being released, my cock felt very a great deal better and not so painful.

I eased back from Mum's tit and stood up with a silly grin on my look. Mum looked down and saw my monumental hard on, about 8 column inch long and nearly two across. She gasped at the sight and said"Gracious John, I don't like the colouring of your member, is it painful ?"I nodded."Come on then."She picked her dress and bra up and I collected my trouser and undies. Mum led me on a higher floor and looking up I watched as her stern swung sideways as she ascended the stairs. I could easily see that between her legs, her drawers were soaking wet and I could see that there was some liquidness running down the inside of her thigh."Mum, did you have an accident ? I can see liquified running down your leg."“ No, John,"she said,"that is my womanly juices that are to help lubricate me for sexual activity. Most men like the gustation of them a lot."“ Taste ?"I exclaimed,"men lick that up ?"“ Yes,"she asserted,"just like I swallowed your cum this morning time, it had a nice taste."I reach a helping hand forward and stroked a finger's breadth up Mum's leg, collecting quite a bit of the liquidity on my finger and transferred it to my mouth. It was lovely ! I wanted more, so I scooped Sir Thomas More up from her legs.

We got to her bedroom and she turned to me."I can order you liked the taste of my juices."I nodded."Ok then,"she stripped her drawers off and I caught sight for the starting time time of a triangular patch of golden brown pilus where her leg joined onto her consistence. I looked up the solid length of my mum and realised she was rather lovely. Smooth tegument, a very attractive face, a generous but not fat hourglass figure and wavy blond hair down to her shoulder. She sat on the edge of the bed and parted her legs."Right now John, I am going to teach you the parts of a woman's body."Her finger parted the hair and I could see a slightly pulsating rap area,"This is my snatch, a world-wide give-and-take encompassing all that is there. These are my Major or outer Labia,"she started, pointing at the diverse share as she spoke,"these are my shaver or privileged Labia, this conceited nub here is my clitoris and is VERY sensitive, this is my Uretha were my wee comes out of, and this is my Vagina where the juices, that you found you like, come from. It is also where you came from into this world. Do you want to try them straight from the source ?"“ Oh, yes, what do I do ?"I gasped.

"Just work the full length of my internal Labia and you will get quite a lot, you can advertize your tongue into my Vagina where the juices are made."I did as directed and my mouthpiece was flooded with my Mum's nectar, well I thought it was nectar, and I had to swallow respective prison term, there was that very much. Mum was moaning seriously while I was doing this, it must have felt very commodity for her, just as having my cock in her mouth felt very good for me."tactile property for my button John the Divine, lick it and the suction on it VERY gently."I did as she said and her moans got much ‘ more ’."Ok can, now I want you to stand ; honest, do the same actions with the head of your cock as you did with your tongue. Oh yes, just like that, another twain, aaahh yes. John, now I want you to put the top dog of your cock in my vagina. Yes, just like that. Now, force your turncock all the way into my vagina. My God, that feels wonderful. pull in it out until the head is still inside me and bear on back in. Fantastic. Now, repeat that legal action, start slowly to get the feel of it and then speed up as you feel able to without your peter coming out entirely. It's just like using your hand but you are using my vagina instead."

I started to thrust in and out of my Mum's vagina and it felt unbelievable. My cock was already primed for cumming so it didn't take long for me to unload all my cum into my Mum's vagina."God, that felt so good."Mum gasped."sucking my nipples again John. You're still hard so you can have a bun in the oven on thrusting please."So, I sucked her nipples and thrust my cock in and out of her vagina. After about three second I felt my Mum's internal muscles grip my turncock and she let out some shouts and squeaks while her body trembled and shook. I continued thrusting and sucking, I was in Eden. I carried on for another ten minutes while Mum squeaked trembled and stimulate twice more. I then slammed my tool into her as far as I could and pulsed a encumbrance more than cum into her. I just about collapsed on top of her, gasping like a fish out of water. My hands were automatically stroking her breasts and tweaking her mamilla until my putz finally deflated and slipped out of her. I managed to stand on my wobbly legs and struggled round to sit on the border of the bed beside her.

I looked at her slit and saw my cum leaking out. I couldn't let it get on the bedding and Mum was still flaked out so I knelt between her wooden leg. She swallowed mine and hers is scrumptious so I don't see any ground why I shouldn't suck my cum out of her. So I applied my mouth to her kitty-cat and lapped up all the juices leaking out of her and they tasted ok, quite decent in fact.

The next morning after Dad went to ferment I rushed into Mum's bedroom and before she could object my stopcock was deep inside her and my sass was sucking her magnificent mammilla. This was the pattern on every weekday that dad went to work and at the weekends if he went out I had her bent over the table or on the floor receiving more of my sediment. I nearly always licked her out afterwards ; I got to like the gustatory modality very much. Mum also sucked me off quite often as well as she really enjoyed the taste of my cum .