My mom is a heavier woman. She's got a really cunning nerve, nice big tits, and the type of big ass that I've seen in many porn, but the short-change of it is.. She's kinda chubby and because of which, she has low ego regard. She's always been a bigger young lady, that's probably how she got pregnant with me when she was still in richly school, always putting out to get boy to wish her. But none of them really did and she ended up with me. I don't know my Padre, I have no estimate if she ever knew who he was either, but it's always just been the two of us.

She dated, mostly to find a founder for me I think. I don't remember to the highest degree of them, but one of the last ace I recall, she came home from a engagement and I was still awake in my room. I heard her say the sitter goodnight and then there were some voices, hers and a man's. The talking died down and then it was silent. I laid there wondering why she hadn't come in to chink on me, so I got out of bed and walked into the life way where I saw her kneeling in front of a man who was sitting on the couch. I only witnessed it for a second before I spoke up, but her face was looking down into his lap and her capitulum was moving back and Forth River.

"mom ?"I said, standing at the boundary of the room holding a stuffed animal. It startled them both way more than it should have, and she jumped to her understructure and the man squirmed around covering himself.

"sweetie what are you doing up ! ?"she said as she immediately led me back to my room. She got me tucked back in bed and told me to go to catch some Z's, then went back out to her date. I don't think I ever saw him again, and from that point on she hardly even dated anymore, until she finally stopped and it was just the two of us.

She's a wonderful mother. We went on head trip and did fun thing, I was her unit universe, and she often let me know it. Especially if the theme of her being single or me having a male parent ever came up.. She'd say things like,"we don't need anyone else do we ? ?"and"you're the only man in my spirit right ? ?"of path I always agreed and it made me feel exceptional. But honestly I didn't ever feel deprived or overleap having a father, she filled both role perfectly. She got me involved in all sort of activities like athletics and scouting, and she was always in attendance. This led to some issue over the years. When I was younger I had to oppose her when kids would say she's fat, and as I got older I got into fights when boys made remark about her big teat. Until now we would still routinely fall asleep in the same bed and go out to the movies together, matter like that.. This all changed.

I was tall and athletic and got onto the basketball team quickly, by my 2nd year I was the headliner, not only of the squad, but of the state. This made me pop and my schedule filled up fast ! In addition to school and basketball I was in educatee governing, multiple order and in ripe year, all with the role of getting a free drive to college.. We lived one township over from an ELITE basketball game school day and my dream was to go there.. But on top of this came company and young woman.

My mom was proud of me and supported all my enterprise whole heartedly but the reality of having a teenaged son came crashing down on her one Fri when I went to a party rather than outride home and watch a movie with her. I had already been"growing up too fast"as she liked to put it, and virtually every weekday was filled with school and extracurriculars, but the weekends had remained the time for her to spend with her"special guy"… until those too were taken away. Social functions began to dominate my weekends and almost instantly I was getting escort.

These were innocent of course.. I was painfully awkward and had no game, but regardless, I had a shiny future tense so girls put in the effort. Which led to me getting my first blow job, it was prompt, but like nothing I'd ever experienced, I was still a virgin, and had never even masturbated ( to be honorable, I've still never masturbated once in my life ). Now I didn't have a car, my mother and I weren't wealthy, so this exceptional female child had to peck me up and ride on our particular date. Afterwards she would bring me family and, not always, but usually throw me a bj in the strawman seat of her car, parked in the driveway. My solitary charge ( not that I really had any cornerstone for equivalence ) was that when I came, she sat up and just let me jizz all over myself. It mostly got all over my boxers, but some would always get on my pants and I'd have to try and wipe it off with some diaper or something. It was just mussy than I'd have liked, and made the literal climax troublesome and less rewarding than it should've been. I also had the superfluity and uncomfortableness of going into the house and trying to conceal any mess hall from my female parent as I shot up to my room to clean house myself off and alteration. But getting my gumshoe sucked tractor trailer regularly was like hitting the lottery and she became my girlfriend.

All this went on for a few weeks, and unbeknownst to me, it was negatively affecting my mom. She would ask if I had design for the weekend, and when I told her I did, she would micturate comments about eating dinner by herself or something similar. I always took it as a jape, but her tactile sensation of loneliness and abandonment were brewing into resentment. Initially she didn't mind the idea of me dating, seeing a future with large family dinners and grandchildren, but the reality was setting in that in order to get to that point, I was going to be out of the menage rather than bringing my girlfriend over for dinner party like mom always suggested. Of path this was because we wanted secrecy, and it left my female parent alone and vex.

Now usually she was either asleep, watching TV or reading material when I got back at night, which was always in time for curfew. And this nighttime was no different, except that she happened to notice the car's headlight as we pulled into the driveway. She put down her Word to await my comer through the movement door, but I never walked in. Curious, she went over and looked out the window, it took her several indorsement to swear out what she was seeing… me sitting in the passenger seat with my eyes closed, seemingly alone in the car. Until she noticed the motion in my lap, the back of a heading moving up and down, disappearing from sight behind the dashboard and reappearing slightly. ‘ So this was it ? !'she thought angrily to herself, ‘ this is why he wants to go out with her all the time ! For a blow job ! ? ’. Now the idea that I was sexually active was not a vast issue. sure maybe she didn't realize it would be so soon, but she knew it would take place. And she wasn't exactly a puritan, so there was no ire about her son getting a blow job per se, but what made her angry was that I was clearly abandoning her, my lone family, for something as trivial as a bj from some insignificant high shoal bimbo !

So naturally, as wild parents usually do, she came bursting out of the house without thinking it through. She yelled, my girl was mortified, covering her side, I struggled to ingurgitate my erecting into my gasp as my mother threw opened the car threshold and practically pulled me out. The car squealed as it shot down the road while my mother scolded and shoved me into the house where I fled up to my room. I was grounded, but there was no discussion about what had happened.

That workweek my girlfriend and I effectively broke up. I fulfilled any after school obligations each day, but afterwards I went square home and to my way. It wasn't until the take after Fri that my mother finally spoke to me.

"how is she ?"my mom asked flatly, while looking at her dinner party crustal plate, referring to my ex.

"we broke up."I responded. I saw her eyes move a bit, this was a bit of a surprise to her.

"well, I know you're still grounded, but how about this weekend you and I do something ? Like a motion picture ?"she just brushed past the breakup news, secretly happy to hear it.

"no thanks."I said. I stood up, put my photographic plate away and went up to my room.

I was still grounded until the following weekend, and we still barely address, or rather, I barely spoke to her. She had gotten what she wanted, for me to last out plate, only I wanted nada to do with her. I'd made program with some Quaker for the keep abreast Friday nighttime, I was going to be free and just wanted away from the theater. I got out of the shower and had a towel around my waist while I picked out clothes in my way when she walked in.

"what are you doing ?"she asked casually.

"getting dressed to go out."I answered, still very cold towards her.

"why, to go get a shock job ? !"she snapped, instantly regretting it.

"what ? ! ? !"I said, turning to her, insult and in jolt. I expected her to apologize, or at least paseo out, but instead she doubled down on her rash statement.

"you haven't spent any clip with me in months, why ? ! Just so you could go get a bj from some little luxuriously school bitch who I guarantee doesn't even do it that well !"she was just unloading on me now, probably not even hearing what she was saying to her own son."I get it, guys love getting their dicks sucked, I know, I used to do it a lot, and I was good, but for Savior saki did you have to expend ALL your time with her ! ? You couldn't have stayed home every other weekend or something ? ! God, if Id known that all you wanted was a screw up job I'd have started giving them to you years ago ! At the very least I'd have given you head if it meant you'd pass some clock time with me ! Jesus !"she just stood there breathing hard. She'd practically yelled at me about how she would suck my putz, her own son, and now she was realizing it. I stared back, my eyes wide. Her case softened with reverence and disbelief in what she'd said. She debated just walking out of the elbow room, but knew that at some point she'd have to address this.. So instead she threw a Hail-Mary.."I'll give you a blow job right now if you stay home tonight !"she yelled it at me, but straightened herself up trying to search quieten and self-possessed, but really she was terrified. But to her own surprise she wasn't scared of the thought of having to go through with it, but what might happen if I declined.. Really she'd already embarrassed herself and possibly damaged our relationship, offering to blow me now really wouldn't do any to a greater extent price than had already been done, and on the off prospect that I said yes, it would potentially neutralize all the possible negatives and we'd be all better… she looked at me for what she thought was an eternity, never in a million years did she ever think that she'd be standing here hoping to return her son head ! But what's even gaga is that my response was actually nearly instantaneous.

"OK.. Fine."I said. I didn't yell it out or anything, but I didn't have to consider about it at all. My result surprised her, but she felt relief and nearly smiled. I just stood there, unsure of what to do, and she realized that.

"um, go ahead and sit down."She said as she started playing with her bridge player nervously.

I sat down on the boundary of my bed, conveniently still in just a towel. There was a noticeable tent as my hammer swelled with anticipation of an entry mouth. But there was Sir Thomas More to it, I was excited that it was a new mouthpiece, and I was strangely excited that it was my mother's. She seemed hesitant at first like she was trying to remember the steps to giving a guy a black eye job. Her hair was already in a jigger tail but she fixed it to get all the hair out of her face. She dropped to her knees in front of me, never looking me in the look, I figured she was embarrassed or ashamed of what she was going to do, but all she was thinking to herself was ‘ alright, you need to take a leak this the best one you've ever done !'but in reality, my young and inexperience meant that to me, anything would be viewed as a great bj ! She opened the towel with a sort of professionalism, using two hands and parting it neatly. I thought she might dillydally, maybe to see if I backed out, but she didn't, she just started stroking it softly. Her other hand began fondling my testis, a sensation I hadn't yet experienced. She looked straight down my cock took a lowly breath and went down. She swallowed my unit prick and held it there, still kneading my balls. I'd say I'm norm in length, but pretty boneheaded and veiney when hard, and this was the hardest I've ever been. She raised her head and removed me from her rima oris, my cock dripping wet, and she began stroking my slickened cock again. She lowered her head, and I leaned back further resting on my articulatio cubiti. She started kissing and licking my nuts, I gasped. Her hired hand was moving them around, allowing her to slide her tongue across every column inch of my bland sac, all the while her other script was rapidly working my spittle covered shaft. It had barely been a minute but I felt my orgasm Begin to rise.

"I'm gon na cum."I barely muttered, embarrassed by the upper at which I was going to finish. My oral cavity was hanging unfastened and my eyes were droopy, giving me a dose look.. And impression.

I felt my incoming load surging through me, I knew it was going to spray across my lap, but to my surprise my female parent's oral cavity dove down onto my dick, engulfing me just in time to catch the commencement shot of jizz. It was the biggest climax I'd ever had, my trunk trembled and jerked involuntarily as I felt my lump pump what felt like gallons of cum up and out of me. But the most amazing thing was watching my mother take in it all. One hand still held my sac as it rose and fell, while the other stroked the base of my erection, urging the ejaculate onward. Her forefront moved up and down slowly, barely even noticeable, just enough to move her mouth back and Forth across the rooftree of my swollen cock-head. I sprayed almost endlessly into her sass, herculean shooter that would make a lesser little girl gag, but she gave no indicant that it was even happening, swallowing it all with ease. And when I was finished, spent from the most debilitate 2 minute of arc of my liveliness, she simply lifted her headspring and wiped the street corner of her sass and licked her backtalk as if she'd just had a taste of Brownie mix straight from the stadium. She looked my crotch over for any wad, but there was naught, just saliva. She used the sides of the towel to gently wipe the whole of my package, including my thigh. And then she stood up and fixed her clothes.

"alright, now I'm going to go shit dinner !"she said happily, looking just like a mother talking to her son. She turned to take the air out,"oh ! And we have wad of display to grab up on tonight ! ”, and she left.

I did the best acting job of my animation that nighttime, trying not to be weird and pretending I wasn't still in the afterglow of my mother's reversal job. She on the other hired man was the happiest and most lively I'd ever seen her. She gave no reading of regret or anything, and laughed and talked the full time. I kept catching myself looking at her physical structure now, something I'd never done before.

It finally got recently and was bed clip, and I don't know if she sensed my awkwardness or had noticed my glance, but as I got up off the couch she looked up at me and spoke.

"listen, that low gear one went kinda quick didn't it ?"she said with a little grinning. I immediately knew what she meant and got embarrassed."why don't I do it again ?"she said while already reaching out and grabbing the waist of my lather pants and pulling me towards her,"you'll live on longer this time."She was sitting on the frame looking square ahead at my crotch as if she was talking to my penis rather than me.

Of class I went with it, and stepped in straw man of her. She pulled down my sweats and boxers in one tug and let them sit at my knees. By the time she took me in her hand I was already fully raise and she simply leaned forward with her lip open. She didn't use her hired hand this time, they held my hips, and she pulled herself back and forth. She went very slowly. The room was mostly moody ( with the TV off ), the entirely stochasticity was the rhythmic sound of wetness from her mouth, it was soothing more than titillating, like when you were a little kid and your mom played with your hair while you were falling asleep. My eyes were closed and I my hands were placed atop my fountainhead to retain them out of the way. She removed her hand and placed them on her legs, probably for better reinforcement, but this somehow increased my pleasure ! Now the alone thing touching my body was the inside of her mouth sliding against my putz. I don't know if there's a scientific explanation for it, but this sensation was inexplicably better !



Already I had lasted longer than before and I was thrilled because I really didn't want it to end. But of course it was completely out of my control.. And I began cumming. I was so enthralled in the experience that I didn't even think to secern my mother that I was close, but really I didn't even roll in the hay myself, I simply started cumming.. Unlike the last time where it came out like shotgun blasts, this one was more like a hose that had been turned on slowly. At first there was a spurting and then it just seemed to pour out in an almost constant current of cum, but calmly.. There would be little surges but really I was just spigot of cum running down my mother's pharynx. And boy was she a champ ! Her head bobber lessened, and turned into just sucking tenderly on the tip. Deep swallowing sounds resonated like individual gulping down water. When I was done she stopped, pulled my tail back up and tucked my cock back in as it just started to wilt. She stood up and said goodnight and walked out. Leaving me to resist there for several here and now longer and savor the tingling belief.

The oddment of my high-school life history was void of any non schoolhouse related relationships or socializing. Everyone eventually heard the story of me being caught getting header and being grounded, so I just used the taradiddle further as a combination of being grounded and needing to focus on getting into college. Eventually I stopped getting invited to political party, and girls stopped showing interest. I did everything I needed to do each day and rushed home. My mother's mouth was servicing me multiple sentence a day, and that's all I wanted.. Some bjs were on a sort of act schedule, like after schooling or before bed… other meter she just noticed that I wanted one. I never had the nerve to actually ask, so I'd just bring her care to it, by rubbing my crotch while we watched TV or something.. She'd look down, see the bulge and take it from there.

After month of me getting my shaft sucked daily, we were back to being like we were when I was a kid. Going to the moving picture together or out to eat on Mother-son dates ( often getting pass in the car ). Mom was thrilled and I couldn't really complain myself. One night we walked upstairs and into my way, where I immediately began to bump off my pants for my bedtime bj.

"why don't you sleep in my bed tonight like you used to ?"she asked with a smile. Now I didn't really let any objections, I figured I'd still get header, and if she liked the idea then it was delicately with me, but before I could say yes she increased her fling to seal the deal.."we can stimulate sex.."she said coyly. My nous briefly went vacuous.

"ya ok."I tried to go calm.

"well I need to tidy up the bed, so you get undressed and Ill telephone for you when I'm ready."I nodded and she left. Quickly I stripped, my dick springing up in front of me, and then I just waited. Now really this shouldn't be that big of a stack, I mean with the skill and frequency that my mother has been blowing me it's not like I needed to have sex too ! I wasn't really missing out on much, or desperate for sexual release.. but I was still a Virgin, and the theme of putting my peter in a snatch was very thrilling. Plus.. I hadn't seen a nude woman yet, so this too was going to be a first for me."OK come in !"I heard her call from her room. I took a cryptic breath a walked in.

When I opened the door to her room the lights were dimmed, I don't know if that was for her or me, but there on the bed was my female parent, completely naked, on her hands and knees with her ass pointed at me. She was looking over her shoulder joint at me, smiled and then laid her head down on the bed, keeping her butt in the air. It wasn't a small one, but it was HOT, like those big oiled up nates you see in a smut that has ‘ phat'in the title. I walked forward, her cheeks spread wide, exposing her catch to me like an offer. She was at the bound of the bed with her feet hanging off. Standing directly behind her my dick lined up perfectly with its finish, precum oozed out. I placed a hand on each cheek and pressing forward I slid in effortlessly. I told myself that I was going to go slowly, and savor it, but that went right out the window and I was full-force-fucking my mother after the minute CVA. It felt incredibly natural, the movement, the placement of my hands, the bouncing of her ass off of my second joint creating an intrinsic rhythm.

Almost immediately I felt the inspiration in my loins, the cum rising up. I probably could've stopped and waited to make myself last thirster, but my eubstance had no intention of doing that… I sped up.. I grasped her tightly, pulling myself cryptical into her, and fellate my lode, shuddering with each ejaculating spasm. I continued giving her tiny thrusts with each shot, footling smack of anatomy accompanying my grunt, getting softer until I was done. Several min after I had stopped I still stood there, almost unable to move. My mother waited patiently, letting out long slaked suspiration. I doubt she climaxed, so she was more proud than live up to. Proud of herself.. That her body, her ass, her cunt could still gratify a man. Proud that a new man ( and Cy Young hammer ) could find her so desirable. Proud of herself for getting what she wanted and pleasing her son in the process… confident he was so pleased that she had no business about losing him again.

When finally I released her, I stepped back and slid out, still erect. She fell into the bed and laid on her back, gesturing for me to join her. I climbed in the bed, I was drained, wear out and beginning to soften but even so, I leaned over and clasped one of her laboured breasts and brought it to my lip. I devoured it like an brute.

"see.."she started,"we don't need anyone else do we ?"I mumbled in agreement,"that's my boy."She said quietly. She closed her optic and began running her fingerbreadth through my hair as I suckled at her teats once more .