I was looking through my stories and this one leaped out at me as one that needed expanding. I took the chance to run through it and right some problems I had with the pilot storey. I grant it's not been expanded much, just a hale new, short scene but I think it finished it off better than the original did.


It had been a farseeing cold-blooded day. Mom had had to sprain the heating down this winter to pull through money, ever since my father had cut her off she'd been showing signs of fragile desperation. The heat was yet another sign.

I tried to help out where I could always silently cursing my father, who could more than afford to sustain us in the, well no I won't call it luxury but comfort is a dear enough verbal description, that we'd become accustomed to. I mowed lawns on the weekends or launder cars, earning a decent amount of money actually, but it just wasn't enough to cover the household bills, so my mother had put our home on the market.

This evening the temperatures outside had dropped well below freezing but as this was one of the few times this happened where we lived my female parent refused to sprain the heat on. So we sat dressed in woollies and blankets enjoying a smooth even in battlefront of the TV. Finally my mother decided to go to bed and told me to occur too and part her bet with her. I was surprised, we hadn't shared the same bed for six years, not since I was ten and I had innocently placed my mitt on her boob when we slept. My mother had woken up and yelled at me that metre. Now however I knew why, then it wasn't quite so understandable.

"But Mom I don't wear any PJ's."I said trying to get out of this. I knew the duvet on my bed would be lovely and ardent tonight, after I'd spent enough time in it to raise it's temperature. But my mother was adamant that I sleep with her.

"Billy, we'll share our warmth, you can wear your boxers to spread over yourself."I finally, reluctantly agreed.

My female parent changed in her john putting on her nighty as I went to my room and shucked off my jeans and tops. I quickly clambered under the covers and my female parent joined me soon after. I was a trivial surprised at how thin and revealing her nightdress was. I rarely saw her in a commonwealth of undress, and during the day her gown were enough to plow her reserve but tonight with the Light Within behind her it was transparent and I got a nice view of her form through the textile. She turned the bedside light off and cuddled into me.

It took a while for her closeness to block being uncomfortable for me and I finally dropped off. A few hours later I woke up and was surprised to feel my phallus as hard as it ever had been, but even more surprise was that somehow whilst asleep my dick had slipped out of the forepart of my boxer shorts, and my female parent's nightdress had ridden up eminent enough that my dick was nestled between the impudence of her prat, pelt on skin. This made me nervous as hellhole, recalling the shouting I had received after the accident when I was only ten and accidentally walked in on my mom as she was dressing. Now I was 16 and I was well aware of the lieu I was in.

I started to think about my mother for the first of all clip in earnest as an target of intimate desire. I slowly reached my left arm over my mother and cuddled her closing to me, moving my penis a little between her stern. As luck would take in it my female parent also moved a little, this had the combined consequence, though I didn't really know it of placing my penis very close to the entrance of her vagina, then as my hand holding her accidentally brushed against her breasts her physical structure moved again and I suddenly felt pin-up wet warmheartedness surround my dick. I quickly realised that I had entered somewhere I shouldn't really be, but I was also enjoying the sense datum immensely. I had heard a soft moan safety valve from my mother as I entered her, but other than that she didn't react at all.

I traced my manus over her breasts now, figuring if my mother woke up I really didn't care, I was inside her and loving it, fondling her breasts weren't going to be a problem compared to that. I traced around her white meat feeling the crestless wave of them and brushing over her nipples that were as hard as rocks. I squeezed and kneaded them feeling the figure roll between my digit. I quietly and gently nuzzled into her neck opening as I gently and nervously pulled myself ever so slightly out of her, then I thrust slowly back in, loving the feel of her wet vagina drawing me into her.

One hand gently traced down the front of her dead body, feeling the hem of her nighty as my bridge player made tangency with the bare build of her belly. I carried on down until I felt the hairs of her mound reaching out to receive my hands presence. I ran my fingers gently through them until I felt the material body change, and then my female parent's body jumped in my blazonry slightly as my fingerbreadth gently ran over her clitoris. I didn't really fuck the importance of that single, tiny area of a woman but my perverse nature loved the fact she had jumped in my arm like that, especially as it had resulted in her vagina squeezing my pecker tightly within it. I played gently in that area now, not managing to illicit any start from her anymore, but her vagina was definitely paying skinny attention to my putz now.

I thrust into her again, again drawing a quiet down moan form my mother. And I played gently with her breasts through the thin out material of the nightdress. I began to thrust into my mother less gently as I felt myself building up, the restiveness about what I was doing and the simple fact that this was my get-go metre meant that very quickly I came inside her, taking all of the nervousness and tension straight out of me. I lay still once more holding my mother in my arms, my penis slowly deflating inside her, when suddenly my mother rolled over, kissed me and said"That was lovely darling, tomorrow we'll do it properly."

She held me in her weapons system now as I quietly fell asleep, realising that my mother had more than likely arranged us as I'd found us when I woke up. I also looked forward to the daybreak and what it would bring.

The next day dawned bright and ahead of time, with me waking up feeling strangely satisfied and happy about things. It took a few moments more for the computer memory of the early 60 minutes of the morning to intrude on my knowingness, and a smile slowly bed covering across my face, by the time I recalled my female parent's last comment to me as I fell asleep I definitely looked like the cat that had got the cream.

I rolled over and found the bed evacuate next to me. It was a Saturday, it was definitely freezing cold outside the litter but I could sense the sunshine streaming in through the window and knew it would quickly shift into quite a warm day. Looks like wintertime had taken his last decrepit throw at this part of the reality and now summertime was coming.

I listened to the sounds of the house and finally heard the quiet Tell tale sounds of my mother in the shower. I climbed out of bed, not bothering to find my boxers which had somehow managed to happen their own way to the floor during the night, and headed to the john my mom was in. I quietly opened the room access now and was treated to a flock I'd glimpsed in the past and last night would have truly appreciated. I more than appreciated the pile now of my mother standing in the exhibitioner with H2O streaming down her soundbox, her boob glistening in the wet. I stood drinking in the plenty of her, my cock slowly rising to attention.

The draft of the doorway opening must have got found its way into the shower bath because suddenly she turned and looked at me."dawning billy club. I'd ask you to link up me but the shower's a piddling small."

I smiled"That's ok mom I'm enjoying the view."

"I'm sure you are"my mom said quietly.

She finished the shower at that tip, climbing out. Desperate to get close to her I grabbed her towel off the radiator where it was warming and walked up to her with it. She smiled knowing exactly what I was about to do. I began gently rubbing her rear with the towel, and then tentatively moving rung to her front, finally, deliberately placing my towel covered bridge player on both her knocker, rubbing the towelling over her teat. She moaned quietly at the sensation as her nipples stiffened noticeably. I was startled when suddenly I felt her manus grasp hold of my cock and began rubbing it up and down gently. I moved one hand down over her abdomen, drying it gently until my still towel deal hand reaced her genital organ and I began rubbing it dry. I allowed the towel to slide from my mitt and began rubbing my fingers gently over the lips of her vagina and pressed her clit slightly as I did so.

My mom moaned in reaction and spoke quietly"Ok I shouldn't have bothered with the shower, let's get back to the bedroom. We ran out of the tender bathroom to her bed, diving under the cover song to get tender once more. She pushed me back on the bed then began to kiss me, looking up into my center she moved slowly down my body. I tried to progress to out to play with her chest but she batted my workforce away."I really enjoyed last night son, let me return the party favor and show you something different."

I had no idea what she meant until after she'd slowly moved down my body I felt warm hint and then the moist warmth of her mouth engulfing my ragingly grueling cock. Her glossa swirled around the top dog lighting fervor in my stomach and making my dick pains to explode with all the lineage rushing to it. She took the whole of it into her oral cavity, gagging slightly as she took it into her throat. But she didn't blockage and then sucked as she moved her mind back up the stallion length.

I lay there in 7th nirvana as my mom gave me my initiative blow job. I could feel my climax building up and said"Mom I'm coming."She then started humming slightly as she sucked my shaft, the resulting increased trembling made me burst into her back talk like a volcano. She kept her lip there sucking and sucking until finally my hawkshaw started to wilt in her mouth. I could hear her swallowing everything she could and finally she looked up at me with a grin on her face, licking what remainder had escaped past her lips and said"I really enjoyed that, now it's your turn."

This was going to be a first for me. She lay back herself and I moved over on top of her, her white meat squashing into my chest as I kissed her, tasting the slightly salty residue of myself in her mouth and on her lips. I didn't mind the penchant too much, after all how could I complain since she'd just swallowed the lot. I then kissed her neck and down to her tit, and there I paused kissing and kneading them with my face, sucking on her nibbles then gently nibbling on them, eliciting a pant from her. I moved down then finally placing myself face to boldness with the first step I had come from all those 16 long time before.

I tentatively licked the lips of her vagina, discovering the appreciation. I thought about it, and decided that despite the slight iron gustatory modality it wasn't bad at all, so I dove in. I licked, sucked and lashed my tongue around her vagina then her clitoris then back again. Then I began pushing my knife further and further into her. It was at that point my mind flashed to an titillating story I had once read on the net where the guy was able-bodied to reach his nose with his tongue, for some reason this power allowed him to drive women absolutely wild with it. I was able to do the Sami thing so I probed my spit into her then curled it up, pulled back and did it again. Suddenly my mother's thighs clamped around my pass like a vice. I couldn't hint for a few seconds her clench on me was so strong. She yelled out in pleasure and thrashed about. I was to say the least a little surprised.

After she calmed down she said in a dreamy happy voice"Wow Billy where the hell did you learn to reach my g-spot ?"

"Your what spot ?"

She shook her nous and said"It doesn't matter, but you just keep doing that if aught else and you can come to my bed any damn fourth dimension you want."

Whilst she'd spoken I had moved up her until I was looking directly into her center, and my now very hard cock was positioned once more at the entrance to her pussy. I smiled as with very little counseling from me I slid straight into her as I kissed her on the lips. I start thrusting slowly into listening to my mother gasp each sentence I embedded myself deep within her. She thrust back at me as I began to pick up pace. Suddenly I felt her go rigid once more and her arrest dug into my back as her already sensible vagina threw her over into another orgasm, clamping hard onto my tool as a I ploughed into her. I couldn't take it anymore myself and erupted again into her looking intently into her middle as I slowed to a plosive exhausted once Sir Thomas More, falling severely to the side, my cock sliding out we held each other catching our breathing time each trying to adjudicate what the future held .