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female parent 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in front of the other, for speed ! '' He 's a fighter pilot, that 's the standard reply. `` And yourself ? ``

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

'' You 're going home for mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going home, uh, Friday good afternoon. After class gets out. Please say me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his wife was n't his female parent, he did n't need to get her anything for female parent 's day. That is the amiss depression, 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 ( temporary tariff ) in Italy. Dad was a Captain, bucking for Admiral, so he was very busy. The house is in El Iskandriyah, Old Dominion State, 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 hero. He shot down a MiG-27 in the first off disconnect War. He was a Blue Angel for 3 years, including serving as Flight Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under attack, slap-up under pressure, 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 tough customers as small fry 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 enough'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older Brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the limit. He 's now living in New York with his new married woman. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

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

Cool. I went to the fraternity, packed up my shit and laundry and sped for family. My girl and I broke up last hebdomad so I had no reason not to go home early. Speaking of fucking half-wit, god she was needy. Texting me all love day, getting angry when I did n't regress the `` I love yous '' within seconds. Hey babe, I was taking a tryout, calm down. No ! You do n't bed me bombast bombast blah, christ what a chore.

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

The two-hour drive went by passably quick, and I pulled into our little sign of the zodiac. It 's a Navy-owned house that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay rent, but not what it 's really worth. Just a perk that we do n't narrate the taxpayers about. Anyway, the house is 5 bedroom, colonial style, big in-ground pool in the immense backyard. I stepped out into the rut. It 's weird, being so hot in former May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the cool theater. I heard some peculiar noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom possess some people up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't ring out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was masses, women 's interpreter, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't relieve oneself 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 bombastic bosom cradled between her limb. Her weaponry were together because she had two hands on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her bare pussy.

But that was n't all.

Laying next to my mom was another woman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. Pink, I think it was. They were laying right succeeding to each other, their sleeve and legs touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the early gal, I 'm not exactly for sure whose.

I turned my head to the prostrate screen on the paries, the origin of all the noise. A porno played, a bunch of girls doing one of those gay woman squirt orgies. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a pitch blackness chick named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a crowd of others, too. The porno is where one little girl gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her facial expression by all the other biddy. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all light up like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the full stop of the story.

The point is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another raw woman.

All this takes longer to describe than it actually took place, 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 find the natural covering. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of funny, or even damn funny. But at the second, I was pissed.

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

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

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

I begin to head to the expressway to fall in the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't fuck what else to do. The earpiece rang again, I looked at it on the passenger seat when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the fuck did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nonentity 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a John Roy Major ass pothole receding in the space. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the social movement wheel go all wobbly and shit. I managed to extract over to the side of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metallic element bar hanging down. I do n't think that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 second and towed me to the nearest auto repair dude. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a speedy look.

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

Great. None of my chum are base yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so dreary Travis I can excuse -- ''

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

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

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

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you come 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 give her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some time to consider about this. And I came to the termination that I did n't know what to call up. Was she cheating on Dad ? form of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the true statement in this house ! '' That melody was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd ...

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

I went up to my way and shut the room access. I just felt so eldritch, seeing Mom naked was so fox. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my sept had squadron political party, all the third-year ship's officer would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the knockout, no let me get the glass, I 'll get more than ice ... all that variety of stuff. Dad would get a kick out of it. She was a serious sweetheart, for sure. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my release 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 party. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

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

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

'' It was at an Air military unit infrastructure in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some sort of liasion crap with the boys in blue. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds dense, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 arcminute. And certainly, he liked me straight away, but not in a dangerous way. He was older than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

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

I kind of blushed and turned my brain. I do n't require to discover about this !

'' You probably do n't want to listen this, but I need to explain some things to you. matter that parents do n't normally ploughshare with their kid but, in light of certain ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to know. ``

She started dishing out Aunt Betty 's famous chicken recipe. My pet. What a coincidence.

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

'' Now, in the Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, politics play a big parting of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big plus < i > to your father 's vocation ! '' She posed for a instant, sticking out her bureau and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very sharp and all that, but I played a big portion. It never helps to shmoose your commanding officer, or feature your married woman do it. ``

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

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a footling 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 reliable to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The same, 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 devil Angels, that was the first I heard of it. Just fiddling whispers at showtime, perhaps some sympathetic flavor from early married woman. They knew. Finally, individual told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me to a greater extent than anything, but his urge outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a selection. keep to be the 'good Navy wife'and raise you two son and make a life for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

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

'' It was n't easy, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big one. '' I remember some of those. Not well times. `` But in the end, I wanted the life sentence. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a unchanging home for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the road'and he never brought it home plate. I turned the other cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to anticipate it, and we have a pretty skillful 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 rub his ass in public, let alone fool around. ``

'' I ... I did n't roll in the hay, Mom. ``

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

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers on her activities of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of blush wine, 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 forking on her plate.

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

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

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy hero sandwich. guessing down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an full admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus Jesus Christ, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her letters 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 teardrop had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my admirer you saw today, is another Navy wife. She 's young than me by a few long time, but in the Same boat. We got sot once and spilled our grit, our mystifying, abstruse guts ! And after several months of talking, we decided to accept a little joint academic term today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

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

'' We always tell the trueness in this house ! '' she said.

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

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a verity from me. I ... do n't know what to say at this period. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to put up. 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 former, 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 kiss on the lips.

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

We had a little afters, 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 head unwind from all of this. As I got banal, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG teat and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was form of a weird topic, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some true statement to all that King Oedipus shit they talked about in my psychological science socio-economic class ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN SQUIRT company 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 form of Wyrd. It 's more that, this is just kind of ... awry ... on so many grade, and yet these chick are having such a crashing eruption ! They are either some with child actresses ( in question ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just love this shit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex monster and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 clock time in a 45 bit flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't assist but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a ally, too. Maybe Mom would wish to eat that chick 's puss and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my cock at close to Mach 1 ! I had to preserve it 's channelize down or that shit would hit me in the eye or even go on the rampart. It 's happened before, reliance me.

I slept pretty good that nighttime. I 'd like to separate you about some crazy sex dreams, 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 family. But, obviously, when the maitre d' 's away, the sailors will meet ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a decent breakfast of ballock and bacon and hash browns. She asked for my help in the garden ; it was fourth dimension to plant some flowers. In the old flower bed off to the side of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my payload shorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the spadeful and rake and mitt and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few bit later, wearing some red short shorts. And I mean short. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at to the lowest degree two or maybe even three millimetre passed where her stage separate from her midsection. At to the lowest degree two mm past her ... private area. She also had on one of pappa old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the long shirt tails and tied them into a Calidris canutus in front line. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a endorse, I could glance at her bare midriff 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 chick ? I was mentally tabulating her asset and was fix to assign her a turn ? This is n't right !

I saw the old prime bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a hoot madness. I need to conceive properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

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

Now, you may say that 's a damn mellow bit for a forties woman. Well, fuck you. And the knight you rode in on. Mom was rather Junoesque at five foot nine. And she had curves, and they were tight. And her frame, while not flyspeck like a starving fashion model, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. replicate that. Or Sir Thomas More. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the best part was her aspect. in force chin with no hang-downs or doubles going on. Nice skin as she kept out of the sun for the near part. She kept her teeth white, which makes one immature looking. But the best region were her optic and her grinning. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey SOB, her eyes lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that think something.

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

'' Easy Panthera tigris, you do n't have to do it all in one minute, you know ! ``

We got the flats out and the topsoil and worked the ground together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy business firm so Mom always wanted to plant life flush to name it look Nice. As an old man of 21, I find it very alterative to plant and pretend affair grow. We chatted about all kinds of stuff, until she brought up a good story subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking of onanism ... '' she let that bent there.

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

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

'' I just wanted to let you make out that you were the winner. '' She said.

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

'' Oh yeah, you beat your brother by a nautical mile. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

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

'' A female parent knows. Crusty wind cone, crusty old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smiling again, with the beamish eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a pussy ! '' Not really true. Sam was a thug guy and played college football game. But still, he was n't much with the ladies.

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

'' Well, how do you believe I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex drive. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, break of day, noon, afternoon, dark time ... time lag ... 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 look at my gene consortium ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have lots choice of not being a sex ogre. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' Well, Trav. Let 's not micturate each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

Well she was rectify about that, my rat gets everywhere.

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

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

'' Hmmm. penalty. '' I thought for a few instant. Then I came up with a great and frightful idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to make the former person view them 'lose'again ? ``

Holy fuck what did I just advise ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some form of unhinged screwing puppy and I do n't get it on if there 's a heaven but I 'm reasonably sure there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the former abandoned ship and deviants and killers and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the soil for a patch in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my tee shirt over my head to try and catch some child's play. I got back to study, I was trying to chop the theme away from some other fucking Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that was invading the flush bed.

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

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

'' Foul ! '' Mom said again. `` You ca n't steer 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 hail out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely forte enough for me to see her. She was teasing some more. `` God damn child ... show no respect ... put em through college ... they cheat at the biz ... ''

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

'' You were flop, '' she said. `` It 's damn hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking looks as she went about her line of work like I was n't there. She undid the top button on her old ratty shirt. Then the side by side. And another one. Christ ! How many button are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt tails tied right at her belly button.
I could now see disclose dumbbell flesh.

cleavage. Lovely, dark, and deep. But I have promises to go along. And many years before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my study, trying to cover my rising bloomer. I sneaked peaks back over my shoulder. Mom was on all four, moving about, lifting a script to grab a petunia and station it in the ground. Her breast 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 teat. Not the nipples, of course of instruction, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, think back ? ``

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

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

'' Yeah, that. Stop it or I 'll go on smasher and constitute a union and picket your household. 'Unfair to prole'. ``

We finished about an hour later. The garden looked very nice. 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 hose. ``

I put away a few thing in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosepipe going, washing down the bricks of all the filth. I took in the eternal sleep of the tools.

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

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my metrical unit. I had shoes on, but they were nasty and shite had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse my feet off.

'' okay, stand back. The urine shoots out pretty knockout. '' Always thought process of how to be near to her tiddler, Mom was.

She pointed the nozzle and sprayed my fundament and got the dirt off. Got the shit off my shins and sura, too. Good not to traipse all that crap onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose 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 my back.

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

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one more than time. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... wait ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my blazonry. She 's not igniter as a feather, but it was n't a trouble for an adrenaline and hormonally charged young man.

'' bar 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 hosiery water supply was cold ! We do n't plow on the pool bullet until memorial Day ! nooky ! We both started to drown to the shallow end, but I was wearing cargo short pants. The kind with like 17 sac and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming bole ! I could barely move, 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 Yank on the leg, and passed her.

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

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating petty whoreson ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating opus of shit ! ``

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

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water, the insensate water, I could n't contain myself. Her pap had hardened to near diamond strength, and they made certainly everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her organic structure, leaving nix to the imagery. Oh feeling, there 's even a small jetty on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her head back to meet up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her tremendous nipple even more. I was now at replete attention and did n't know what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't serious, right ? Is it ? Fuck !

Mom kept up her queer philippic. `` Little rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can enumerate on that ! Wait until I tell your Father of the Church -- '' 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 tell him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet mammilla were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her arms, trying to cover 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 sort of a fun afternoon.

(. Y. )

I got out of the exhibitioner. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this affair back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to misplace ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some full stop in my life. But ... dogshit ... it was n't all the 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 clear my head.

'' beloved ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to make 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 steakhouse. The variety where a potato is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! sure as shooting ! Sounds dependable ! '' I dried my crotch but kept moving. roll in the hay ! I did n't live it was this hard not to touch myself !

In my room, I heard the shower go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the here and now of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with fire ? This will differentiate. If I go in there, we 'll find out.

I walked down the G. Stanley Hall to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a fucking pussy.

Then I began to wrick the knob.

Locked.

ass gripe ! 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 sneaky one.

fountainhead, I certainly never got a hard on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of class. You ca n't fiddle Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a school text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be ready to leave alone around 6:30. Dinner reservations are at 7. garb kind of nice. dearest, Mom.

Mom does n't recognize that you do n't have spell out every word in a textual matter. 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 top dog into the sketch, said 'Hi', and locked herself in her elbow room again. Whatever.

At 6:15, I put on my decent Black person trouser and a Black silk shirt, it 's got some Patrick Victor Martindale White little paisley action going on over one berm. Mom bought it for me at Christmastime and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my whisker up ... roaring. Looking pretty acuate ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

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

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

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

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a black dress and luxuriously hound. But that 's like saying the Eiffel column is a metallic element structure.

This frock, wow ! Satiny material, deep and iniquity ignominious. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very crocked. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a small glove around her curvy body. You could see some motion in the clothes. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the dress was cinched a bit and seemed to offer some reinforcement for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprisal. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a little chain of faux diamonds going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's binding. The very small of it. the small contribution. What I would call, 'Below the belt'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 Robert Floyd Curl Jr. and waves and flips instead of her usual flat. Dark red lipstick and gorgeous eye makeup completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... mythic ... holy shit ... you do n't reckon like anybody 's female parent ! ``

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

'' Like the shoes ? ``
blackamoor letters patent leather, stiletto blackguard, and extra shoulder strap that went up her ankle far Sir Thomas More than is legal in some southerly Department of State. The heels were perfect ; eminent, but not so senior high school as to pull in one feeling poor fish when they walk.

'' holy place shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll take one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm life-threatening ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the Explorer. I 'm getting the Jag Key ! ``

Dad 's jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder railway locomotive, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to drive it. He inherited it from a rich uncle some year back and he probably put 200 statute mile a class on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a year on it just trying to keep it running, too. Brits, good people but do n't realise often about electrical systems.

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

Revving the engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a truehearted and severe ride !

I popped the clutches and shoot down the street. 13 mo to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple power slideway but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The valet took the car and backed it in, rightfulness by the presence door. That 's respect !

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

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

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into prospect and held my arm, and smiled her award winning smile at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th grade for expert smiling. We only tell the true statement ... ok I 'll exclude up.

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

Mom made indisputable to brush her breast against Fritz a slight, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a beauty as this ! You need your money Young man !

The server came up proper away.

'' Good evening folks ! Welcome to Alexander 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, chesty, scornful mug ! ``

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 commotion ? Not really. Just a bunch of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a poll'that was obviously on it 's way to another table, and several breads and gyre, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new server, too. She was much considerably and kept her damn backtalk shut. The former guy was moved across the room so we did n't have 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 hoot ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

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

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your mother, then maybe we should sit a short bit closer, do n't you cogitate ? '' 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 salutary. Now we look like a couple. '' And she patted my knee under the mesa. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the table but I was able to close my pillock mouth up just in time.

The dinner was terrific. The filets were tender and succulent, the tater fabulous, and the ship's company was ... divine. Mom and I were touching practically through the wholly dinner. Shoulders, or base, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost natural. I regaled her with stories of bad girl friends and bad sex times ; now that we were on a different degree, we could talk about a lot more than stuff.

Sadly, the dinner party came to an end. The stoppage arrived, in the amount of forty seven dollars. 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 dancing places around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the howling Voodoo Lounge ! You can exit your car here and forebode us to hail get you ! I will call my ally at the doorway, you wo n't wait in line. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to provide. She gave him a big hug. A full phase of the moon body hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast musical mode. He stumbled away, red but smiling.

The Voodoo lounge ... now here was a billet. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drinks. But Fritz got us set up with a nice little kiosk far enough away from the band so we could talk, but not out in the boonies, either.

The tune-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her firm, I
knew well-nigh of the songs too.

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

Who could protest ? Not me. The floor 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 a good deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. sanction it was pretty meretricious. She moved in closer to me to verbalize into my ear. `` Thank you so a great deal truelove, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

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

'' Dixie ? ``

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

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to let in ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you capable to not harry yourself this afternoon ? ``

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

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

sanctum shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would have to wank while she watched. Um ... too practically thinking ...

'' Let 's trip the light fantastic some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly amusing. But then. One of her favorite songs came on. 'Lady in Red', a boring song about dancing with his lover. I was ready to void the dance floor, but Mom pulled me back.

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and give me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hand hand on the diminished of her backbone. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right hand, and we swayed to the music.

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

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't in-between schooling. There 's no chaperone. ``

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

Her chest bumped into mine. I pulled her faithful still. Her chest pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my shoulder. With her heel, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to becalm her of course. Her thigh pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my picayune finger down, under her wearing apparel. I felt no panties where there should be some, only a picayune tiny string.

I was trying to keep my enormous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. South just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my bridge player further down the back of her apparel and cupped a warm ass cheek. My Mom 's ardent ass impudence. This was it. It 's functionary. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and establish her pelvis against against my cock.

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

'' You 've got a little 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 more small kisses in the general area. Dixie breathed in heavy, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the baseball field earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't sure as shooting if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the dance floor. I whispered into her ear.

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

There was no movement, then a slight, almost perceptible nod of her forefront. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you land up. '' Again, a point nod. I released her in good order manus so I could put both weapons system around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

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

'' Yes, Dixieland ? ``

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

'' I do sleep with you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my financial statement with a hard pelvic driving force. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fucking ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

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

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

We walked off the terpsichore flooring, Mom holding my hand and me trailing her very closely. I did n't need everyone to see I had a massive hard-on.

The waitress took our drink club, and Mom snuggled up against me in the small booth.

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

'' fountainhead, no marvel. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Confederate States of America ! I meant Dixieland ! You look sensational. You should see the other guys checking you out. Some of the little girl, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her chest into my shoulder and arm. I swung my free helping hand 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 business firm, fucking fantastic. Her mammilla rose to greet my palm. I tweaked it, rolling it between my finger. 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 face, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` fountainhead ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's neck again, and munched on her capitulum. She downed her drinking. 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 count presentable. It was n't slow. Several minutes went by, I began to get implicated. Ten arcminute. Well, sometimes there is a line, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two Whitney Young hombre ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shot ! fucking !

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

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

'' Oh it'ss amercement, '' she said. A little slur to her talking to. `` I just needed another drunkenness to ... well ... I have to take something to you and it is n't easy. '' 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 fatigue anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nozzle. They were wet, and the potent feminine aroma coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to admit 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 bang wet ... ''

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

Mom smiled a loathsome smile and nodded her head.

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

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the peak with her credit notice, she told me to look sharp. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get dwelling. But, no.

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

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could supervise her on the way. She only got sick the one time, 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 shoes, gently, caressing her feet a little. I eased her out of her dress, which is n't ass easy at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would find tomorrow, I hauled her into the pee closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could tope some water supply and go pee. After several proceedings, she got down about 12 ounce of urine. The unharmed time she was spouting off `` I 'm dismal I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm gloomy too.

She kind of helped me get her into some silk pyjama, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her English in what 's called 'the recovery office', 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 hooey on the iPad when I heard the planetary house creaking a bit. Somebody upstairs is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... kind of fuzzy on some things ... but I 'm pretty sure enough I wrecked our dark, right ? ``

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

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

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a slovenly woman. I 'm so no-good Travis, thanks for getting me rest home. ``

'' Well, fortunately, we have one car left hand. the Jag is at the restaurant and my car is at the shop. I 'm hoping you can help me get those late today. ``

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

'' Travis. Again. I 'm no-account. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... SOB. I 'll just say it. I do n't know what I was thinking last night ... I was make to, um ... fuck you, and I thought if I got enough inebriant in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really form out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Confederate States ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' Well, Mom, that 's not the only hazard we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the mightily thing to do. The moment was right, the clock time was right, but maybe it did n't come about for a reason. And maybe it 's for the best. I 'm sorry if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

Mom stood up and went back up the stairs. I heard the rain 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 bring guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some piddling lot for awhile in my adolescent. Growing up with Mom and Dad, medicine was always around us. And we did n't deal what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a dyad hours, it really helps me to loosen up and not call back about things.

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

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

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 serious music Gas, then I played some Kentucky Woman, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the cars and some dejeuner, '' 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 white meat, ground my raging prick into her renal pelvis. Or the fact that she gripped my peter, and masturbated in the ladies room. Yup, did n't refer those things.

We got home after a yoke hours, variety of beat from running around town.

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

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to think. I was ready to apprehend my mom last night, and today, it 's like cypher happened. spinal column to normal. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a spine of the bit thing ? Random fortune ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was untellable. We were hot and toilsome, seriously hot and hard. 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 ragged, it was like my descent 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 pool. With a glass of wine-coloured. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

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

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

'' Well, sure love 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 John L. H. Down YOUNG MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the stairs 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 sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm sure Mom. Or if you want to be South, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her brain, but held her sleeve up for me.

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

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my mitt on her cheek, I leaned in and kissed her with all the gentle passion I could muster.

Her voiced back talk yielded to mine. Our sassing folded into each other, gently, testing each other. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a piffling tongue inside her mouth, rubbing it along her teeth. It felt like Muriel Sarah Spark flew when her lingua met mine. So soft, so wet.

She reached up with her free arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my breast pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a tenacious meter. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood racing through our trunk. Our gentle passion turned to furious Passion of Christ. My arousal was physically apparent to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't desire to rush affair. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, intelligent cleaning lady. You do n't get women like this routine. I 've had lots of lady friend, but not like this one.

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

'' Take me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could watch. Of path, she arched her back to thrust out her pectus. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly.
I bent down to take off my skivvy. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' Eight inch ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' Eight and a one-half, but who 's tally. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

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

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

'' Yes, it 's from Italian Republic. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, buttons flew and cloth ripped. I grabbed it downcast down to rip it undefended completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial potency jobbie, no amount of workforce can rip through these things. I pulled her to a sitting spot and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, christ ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally undid it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her gross tits. 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 tool could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

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

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her articulatio coxae, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the sentiment of my naked mom, salvage for the little plot of land of crimson held be some tiny material.

'' Lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's strand broke and came off in my hired man. My mom lay naked before me. Her boob splayed out to the sides, her bleak kitty looked so inviting. I reached over and spread her legs, her wind immediately appeared from her now unfastened area.

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

But the facial expression in her optic said, come and get me, now !

I climbed between her leg, and rested my consistency mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my left mitt and held her neck, while my right wing snaked down between our pegleg and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it soft. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet bit. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juice all over my mushroom cloud cap.

I pressed in a little, my cock entered her pussy 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 former 's eyes as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her puss. I fucked back and forth a little, then just drilled through the hold out four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch shaft lay deep inside Mom 's tight, ruttish hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her legs naturally wrapped around mine as we began to pee beloved. Pressing into her, my renal pelvis mashed into her clit. I just pushed for a while, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my prick 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 thaumaturgy is to pull my cock out most of the way, and then devolve on it back household. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's preferent trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow coitus interruptus and quick poke back down brought a immediate piddling `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to make sure I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my push and I tried to drill her through the fucking bed. utmost Nox I gingerly held her tit, this good afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her heavy and pulled her pap and pinched her pap and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for pricy biography as I dropped my left hand down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her stub severe, I could sleep together faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like creature. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our tooth. My steel cock continued pistoning inside her for various transactions. I buried my face in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could submit a good look at her. She cupped her breasts 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 ... fuck me ... hump me ... make love your ... mom ''

That associate 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 buttock. My right hand hand went further into her slippery fracture. I rubbed her slight back entrance for a few instant, and easily slide my centre finger's breadth up inside her ass.

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

heaving, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... shag you ... Mom ... fucking ... erotic love you ... ''

My sexual climax hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my first jet Mom 's cunt contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so unite to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one flesh'...

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

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

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

'' Lay down honey, it 's okey. '' I rolled onto my back, Mom lay along position me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you mind ? It feels secure to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, honey ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm good. A little play out. Give me a couple proceedings though, and we 'll begin cycle Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a Round Two in a foresighted metre ! ``

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 reckon it 's hot. ``

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

'' Oh my fucking God, Travis ! I have n't consume a man 's cum in ... year ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right. I thought it was hot. So did my dick. It sprang back to fully potency in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the return, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the al-Qaeda, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her glorious natural language, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some germinal remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a good feeling, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was trade good at it, too. unwavering pressure, good knife action, no teeth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The salutary matter 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 recognise that men are visual, so she made sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome boob into 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 smile again, and crawled up my body, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my look, swinging it a desolate in from me. Her glum nipples hung an inch or more from her large aereolas, she let it graze my cheek.

Finally, I could n't resist it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to suck all of her tit into my mouth. My workforce grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the diddly-shit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one breast for minutes, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my grimace so I was nearly smothered.

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

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her spine. I could then function on this left tit with a niggling more than leisure and purpose. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to reach it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit build, not just the teat. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not indisputable. I was lost in
tit heaven.

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

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

'' God no ! Keep going ! It 's like the best massage in the world ! But do n't have-to doe with my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a dubious look, then I cupped her pussy knoll and scratch my palm into her clit.

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

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

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

I pushed her breast up so she could extend to it with her mouth, too. By the way, I continued to fuck her kitty-cat slowly.

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war Heron, a total retard ? He did n't like this ?

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

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

I pulled my cock out of it 's house, but I brought it to a place just as Nice, Mom 's mamilla. This way she could tongue my turncock as well as her nipple at the Lapp time. The fact that now her cunt juice was on her tit and my cock only seemed to rouse her more.

I swabbed her slit with my hired man, getting Thomas More juice, and slathered it in her tit vale. I sat astride her tum as she grabbed her bosom and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my putz entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wondrous tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her sassing so my cock head would touch her tongue on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tits like a madman.

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my mouth, or on my face, just cum on me ! come on, cum for me ! ``

Well, with her boost and with that much pressure from her tits, I had footling choice.

My first cum bam went right into her mouth, followed by the second. The last few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipples. Mom swallowed down her encumbrance, then she bent her head and clobber and sucked all the cum from her tits.

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

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

But here, I just wanted to rub my expression all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hour. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her trick, which was to reckon up into her eye. But most of the fourth dimension they were closed or I could n't even see them on account of her breast 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 realisation hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a one-time affair. I do n't know how this will work in the future with other people in the equating, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umpteenth fourth dimension, she coated my font with her female cum.

'' Come here, infant ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my case, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my chin with her tongue, like a good mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' indisputable, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm certain we can feel some lube or -- ''

'' Travis, Darling, the um ... the 'tracks have to be readable'. You ca n't do that if there 's a train in the station. ``

It took me a brace moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for messiah sake. We do n't require a hit in there ! ``

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

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my Mother 's Day present to you, an anal tone-beginning ! ``

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

'' So Mom, secernate me Sir Thomas More about this woman the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

'' Well ... Deliverer this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

'' Mom, I 've eaten your pussy. I 've seen you suck cock. You can tell me about your little 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our moxie one dark. And we talked about how gracious it would be to sustain an coming without being alone all the time ! We were quite drink in, and we said we should facilitate each former out.

'' Days went by, neither of us said another Logos about it. I just put it down as a whacky conversation between drunkard people.

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

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

'' I did what any red-blooded 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 Saame room. We promised. We said we were n't gay woman, just kindred tone looking for a lilliputian companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine, okey, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very aflutter. After our back deoxyephedrine, which polished off the bottle, I took a abstruse breath and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my chamber is connected to the net, if we wanted to watch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt party'. And ... sanctum fuck. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so brazen 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 know what it is, and it looks pillock. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the password, if it is a Holy Scripture ... Debauched and wrongfulness and out, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiac 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 uncase, would n't we be more prosperous that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the verity, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my actual front before.

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

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

'' But not as gracious as this, of course ! '' she grabbed my flaccid cock. It tried to respond but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as prissy as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a proficient 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 back talk. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, sort of expectantly, as I held the former dildo, all covered with her poppycock. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to try it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to taste it, her. But I could n't bring myself to cut through that stemma. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to confront him ? And talk to him on the phone ? And ... a divorcement 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 know ... ''

'' Do you need that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to take him take some bluing anovulatory drug and lead off fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't know what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so wonderful 15 hour ago, and then the fricking literal globe reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gearing on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a nice brunch tomorrow. It might be too late to arrive at reservation, but I 'll bet old Fritz would incur a table for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have kids or what ? Maybe she could get together us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The alarm clock went off at 8:40, Lord's Day morning. mother 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on fourth dimension. I want to be wake up and ready. ``

Well, doodly-squat, I 'm awake and ready right now ! Let 's go Mama !

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

I lay back on the bed, my erection just hanging out. We fucked two more times last dark. Each meter seems to be as dependable or better than before. When Mom ejaculate, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a footling girl at Dec 25. 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 hammer like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her tits did n't just jiggle, they seemed to locomote of their own accord 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 whisker. I could still see some dried cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

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

I just laid there and turned on the TV very low. One of the Diehard moving picture was on. Cool.

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

At 8:59, the earpiece rang. The Captain is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net setting and pulled up my favorite porn land site, and found the Lesbo squirt Party. In lupus erythematosus than a minute I was at replete stave again. Mom was settling into the yell in the swivel chair.

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

'' Yeah, he 's fine, he 's been a bit of a tablet, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that pudden-head young lady he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an imbecile, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was time I got involved in the song. Mom was holding the phone to her right ear. It 's a cord French telephone because Dad did n't like cell phone. So I stood up and wedge my severe shaft into Mom 's left ear.

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

'' Yes honey ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the earpiece for a secondly ... uh huh ... yes ... full admiral Johnson 's wife ? Really ? '' and blah blah blah ...

I tried fondling her titty, but she kept tightening her arms to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chairperson around so she faced me. I climbed on the chairman with her, and forced my cock to her back talk. Dad rambled on about navy politics in Italian Republic as Mom has about a third of my cock in her mouth. Suddenly she had to spit it out.

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

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

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

Good God, I 'm redress here ! But she had to urinate it face good. She waited a few consequence, then handed me the phone.

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

In reality Mom had taken my hammer and bent grass it downwards. When it 's this hard, it does n't turn away downwards.

'' So you 're coming home soon ? ... that 'll be cool ... maybe you can instruct me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a testicle into her mouth. Jesus that feels nice.

'' Yeah I 'm taking care of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's foreman ! ... have a go at it you too. ``

Mom could secernate we were getting done, so she ran into her bath and locked the door. shucks !

'' Open up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's Mother 's Day ! mamma needs her present ! ``

Her muffled vox 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 fab Alexander Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his elbow grease to ensure we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the other Nox, ASKED if there were any mothers present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first marriage but her married man 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two child were at their mother 's business firm this morning. Jeanine was to pick them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite unlike from Mom, more in variety of my generation. Little unretentive, little pruner, minuscule breasts but very chirpy, unawares blond hair. Like Mom, however, she was a mantrap, no doubt about it.

Both madam had on very tight chick. Mom had a decent cashmere sweater which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

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

'' Well there 's this keep group, a assembly, for US Navy married woman. You go online and type stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help somebody else who needs a mitt. You know, there 's sections for floor, so the gals topical anaesthetic to a radix can help each early with baby-sit, doctor 's appointment and thing like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about stuff, then met in somebody to utter about matter we did n't need to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' aplomb ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the other day ... ''

'' Oh, do n't care about it. It 's fine, really. ``

'' Can ask you a personal doubt, Jeanine ? Are you planning on staying with your hubby ? ``

'' Absolutely ! I love him to dying ! But ... he knows I need to have some contact once in a while. He does n't mind as long as it 's just miss 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 like to drop the quietus of the day at our sign ... ''

Jeanine did this little smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a linguistic rule. I do n't like it, but it 's all or zip. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, Mister, ca n't touch me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't reach 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 inches away, you just ca n't rival me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The repose of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cunning stories about me and all the dumbass things I 've done over the years.

The mummy had many more silver wattle, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like shoal girl, and getting all touchy feely like fair sex do. But there were looks, and lingering hands, and little caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how intemperately and dissolute Jeanine 's No-Touching prescript really was.

We finally got up to allow, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more take aback 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 titty 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 hand and whisked me away.

For the ride dwelling, Mom sat in the spinal column stern while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't have a go at it why for a couple minutes, but then it became patent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a petty `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the seat. I looked over at a red light to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's left wing breast. Jeanine leaned back, her eyes closed.
Then they fiddled with the seat and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's boobs. First over her shirt. I had to swerve several clip to stay on the road as Mom 's script deftly unbuttoned her protagonist 's blouse.

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

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

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front end. '' I said to nonentity. The lady friend were lost in their piffling dreamworld. I put the garage door down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't want to leave Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a nice vodka soda water, with not lots soda. I figured I could n't touch, but I could view ! I headed upstairs.

The gals were on the bed, but they still had their skirts and shoes on. No pinnacle, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's pinhead. I know the feeling ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a helping hand move of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, careful not to touch the precious Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's lips, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some electric shock registering on her aspect. `` Oh my god, you guy were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one thing to discover 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 turncock totally enjoying the feel and the survey of another adult female sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to rest garb all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the slope zip fastener, then shimmied out of her bird. Her lily-white supporter looked mythic as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bestow panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to throw her consequence of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine undid Mom 's bird and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothes today, what 's with these women today ? Ca n't seem to remember anything ...

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

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's ramification, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her nipple into Mom 's puss as she went past tense. She climbed up past tense Mom 's tits and got to her facial expression where they kissed for various here and now ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her twat was ripe in front man of Mom. Savior Jeanine was horny, I could smell her from here.

She straddled Mom 's face and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting tongue and lip. I moved around to get a sound look. Yep, Mom 's eating bitch. Her first ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a piece, then got bolder with each passing instant 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 tit were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass nerve and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her palm as she came violently. Her entirely body shook and trembled as she screamed `` Fuck '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's brass ; all covered in girl cream and this huge smile on her look. I went to Mom.

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

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to solve up some of your snatch succus. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's mouth and kept the eternal sleep for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still pussy succus. 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 in effect, and I massaged her boob for her.

'' Can you consider this, Mom ? ``

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

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

'' Fucking howling ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you bozo 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 genial promissory note as adult female seem to eat pussy different than men, or at to the lowest degree different from me.

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

'' whoreson yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

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

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

'' You 're awesome ! '' Mom answered.

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

'' well, yes, but just fooling around. Some necking and touch. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

wellspring, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging peter needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the house, I 'm getting some !

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

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a little work to berth myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with more than one former person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's pussy was so wet and slick, My cock just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was release or anything, but I was so operose and her cunt offered no resistance.

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

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

'' Dares mo rate ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her mouth stuffed with pussy lips and, if I was n't mistaken, my glob were hitting something back there. Her nozzle, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my balls were dragging on something ! The cerebration of touching the inaccessible Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock thrusts ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between intimation. `` This is now ... my favorite crashing position ... of all time ... fucking holy Irish bull ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't centre and just rested her head on the Commander 's wife 's cunt.

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

SPANK !

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

'' retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

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

SPANK ! her ass brass was turning nice and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' Pause

SPANK !

'' Well you probably should have ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

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

'' Travis baby ... have a go at it me ... so soundly ... get laid me ... lie with your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slattern ... Fuck your nasty slut .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the point of no return, a few Sir Thomas More seconds of this and I would be done.

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

'' Do it featherbed ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty bitch ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The plosion ripped through me as I drove my cock as hard and recondite as I could into Mom 's cunt. My throbbing cock loosed spirt after howling spurt deep inside her. It was like shooting gasolene into the lava, though. So bally hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus Christ and the holy place fucks as she came.

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

The moment my putz 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 rest in her sassing. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and add up 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 piffling bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

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

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

We were disappointed, but at the same time it was kind of gracious just to be alone with each former. 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 hanker minutes, 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 shaft. Jesus, I had never used this before. It felt smashing !

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

'' Hows the string schedule ? '' I asked.

'' The tracks are clear ! '' Mom said, and she spread her legs all-inclusive for me.

I dribbled some of the lubricant from the nursing bottle right onto her little Brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lube into her left paw. She used that to guide my cock in the right direction.

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

I locked eye with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her pelvic arch and tried to disperse her legs wider.

With a sudden release of tensity, my pecker nous poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

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

eight and a one-half inches of tool, mine, were buried in Mom 's pissed 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 legal injury ... this is all so haywire ... but I like being a strumpet ... 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 guess of anything else to say, except

'' Happy mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )