I have a very hot female parent. My friend 's tell me that, but I never needed their approval. She used to model full time for a life history but stopped for a patch to be a mother. She worked her ass off getting back in shape and now theoretical account part-time. Nobody can reckon her really age she looks that good. She has long dark browned whisker, a howling figure with large lifelike tits.

My friends are constantly bugging me to transport them her hot modeling photos or better yet, trying to get a photo of her nude. I never tried getting a bare exposure of her, and as for sharing her modeling photos well, my impression was that was my spank bank cloth. I just never told them that as I was afraid, that one of them would let it steal my incest fantasies about my mother. Besides, I know they have taken sneaky picture of her when they can.

I was in my room, laying on my bed jerking off to one of my mom 's photos I had saved on my pill. I had become lax as I forgot to lock my bedroom room access. I was so focused on my dirty mentation about my mom I did not hear her upstairs. My mom opened my bedroom room access right in the middle of my virgule.

She stopped right there with her mouth open as I quickly grabbed a pillow to address my hammer. She started to laugh,"Oh boy, I always knew I could accidentally walk in on you jerking off."

"MOM !"

"It's ok beloved every boy, and man strokes his cock to person. You have nothing to be embarrassed about dearest. Now I wonder…"Before I could react my mom snatched the tab out of my hand ; she held it against her large boob giving me a smirk.

"Now I wonder what woman has my son stroking his cock ?"

"NO ! MOM ! STOP ! Please don't look."

My female parent stopped for a moment and looked at me before giving me an evil grin."Sorry son, if I am going to allow you to keep jerking off I need to see the woman."She flipped the tablet down ; her middle widened as she let out a small gasp. ‘ Oh, my…I am dumb ’.

She just stared at the photo of herself, and I could see it running through her nous that I had incestuous thoughts about her. It was on of her sexy modeling photo, her in jeans and white variation bra, her jeans were open showing off matching panties. She glanced between the photo and my what looked like my turncock a few times. I thought she would protrude yelling, erase the photo but I did not expect her to hand me back the tablet.

"wellspring dear, I am going to stand here and view you give me…give my photograph a courteous cum tribute."

I just looked at my mom as I held my pill in my mitt. She just stood by the bed looking at me, waiting for me to bulge jerking off to her photo again."Mom, are you good ? You really want to watch me jerk off to your photo and cum on it ? You…you don't mind ?"

"It is a bit of a shock. However, it is nice to know that an older char, a mom, can put forward the hormones of a adolescent especially her son. I know men probably jerk off to my picture online. I have to admit I always had a fantasy of watching a man jerk off and cum protection my photos and now my son can do that fantasy come true. So no honey I don't mind. I want to watch you shoot your emollient all over my photo."

Just hearing my mom narrate me that made my cock rock hard again. At first, I thought it would feel weird stroking my shaft in front of my mom, but incestuous luxuria is so powerful, and I found I did not mind at all. I had no topic looking at her photo as well as looking at her out the turning point of my eye. I was stroking my turncock and giving my mom a great show. Her eyes were focused on my stroke which only served to turn me on even more. I was very well-chosen to show her my stroke to her photo.

It was incredible, the intense edifice feeling in my light beam. My mom moved closer to the bed to watch me."Honey let me know when you are about to cum ; I do not require to lack you creaming all over my photo."

I groaned back to her,"I'm getting closer."I could feel a huge load building up in my cock. I wanted to give her a great cum show, so I stopped stroking for a moment to get onto my stifle placing the tablet on the bed. I was so ready to bollix my loading ; my hired hand was moving lighting speed up and down my shaft. Mom started to talk dirty to me which added to the dirty incest touch. ‘ God, you are stroking so fast for me. Your shaft is so hard, so red and seem at your swollen head.'

I glanced at her, ‘ I'm going to cum mom ! I can't concord it !'

"Oh God yes ! Do it, honey ! Cum for me ! masking my photo in your hot cream ! I need to see it ; I want to see it, my unspoilt boy."

I know it was pure, taboo, incest lustfulness that sent me over the edge. I had shot large cum loads for my mom in the past, but something about her standing there, watching me and encouraging me to come all over her photo sent me over the boundary.

It only took a few more than cam stroke and listening to my female parent repeatedly say ‘ seed for me, do it, make out on my picture.'

My cock stiffened in my traveling bag, and I felt this unbelievable, intense and pleasurable eruption of cum. My eye were glued to my mom 's photo. I watched with a colored delectation as squirt after spirt of my cum shot across her photo. I watch my cum ropes begin to cover her photo. My female parent kept saying ‘ oh my god, honey, oh my god.'The pleasance I felt this meter was far beyond any other meter I jerked off to my mom. When I was done coming, I was impressed with how much had burst out of my dig.

I looked up at my mother still holding my pounding shaft. Her eye were fixed on the cum covered tablet."Was that ok mom ?"

She glanced over at me and then back at the tablet.

"honey ! I have never seen anyone cum so much and for me. Your don never came that a good deal cream for me."She reached down grabbing the touchwood covered tab and took a closer tone. She looked in awe of the cum tribute I gave her, and I was feeling proud of what I did.

I got off the bed standing in front end of her naked ; my putz was still arduous bouncing up and down a bit.

"So you are not mad ? You really do not mind ?"

She placed the tablet back down on the bed and looked at me. I did see her take a few quick glimpse at my cock."I did state you to do it so I can not be mad. As your mother, I should tell you never to do this again or speak of it to anyone. What occurred here would probably be considered incest at the defective or me being a bad mother at the least."

She giggled a bit."How often do you pleasure yourself to me…I mean my exposure ?"

I was a minuscule embarrassed to assure her, but I did,"Almost every day mom."

Her oculus nearly popped out of her principal."Are you serious ! ? ! You cum to me that often ? I can only envisage how much your horny friends do it then."She glanced at the tablet again."I know I should tell you never to do this again and especially never do it when your founder is rest home. But I never had anyone do this for me, and it is hot…and something about you doing it to me."

She bit her lower lip for a few moments."I do not require you to twitch off to my photograph again unless I am home. Then you will do it in front of me. We have to be alone. All I want you to do is tell me you want to cum tribute me and you can do it ; Is that ok ?"

I was in shock ; I did NOT require to hear that from my mother."Um…are you serious ? You want to watch me cum testimonial you ?"

She gave me a wicked smile."yes. I know you are going to do it. Those are my pic so I think I should have some say as to who creams all over them and if I want to look on. Do not worry we will go along this a mother-son secret. And when you tell me you want to cum tribute me, I will commit a photo I want you to hatch in pick. Now you can only do this when I am home. When I am away on one of the misstep you can not cum tribute me unless I tell you that you can. Is this agreeable ?"

My cock said yes for me as it went completely erect again."piece of ass yes mom !"

She picked up the tablet and handed it to me."Well, you better clean this mess up. I do not want you to bankrupt the pad of paper, and then I have to purchase a new one. I have a tactile sensation that would get expensive."She turned, walking to the doorway and turned around halfway.

"I have a flavor you are tempted to tell at least one of your protagonist about this. I am sure you have shared photos of me with them. I guess you do not beware if your friends are having sexual persuasion about your mother and cumming to her every day. I guess you have a dilemma."

She turned around, taking a few footprint toward me and then she stopped.

"How many times do we see in the news where a instructor gets caught for having sex with students. It is always because someone opened their rima oris and talked. And that is your dilemma. If you choose to tell your champion that you cum tributed a photograph in battlefront of me, you run the risk of them not keeping it a secret, and we would get into big trouble. If you tell them about our piffling agreement, the same thing could happen.

However, if you decide the risk is satisfactory, then I have a feeling they will want to come over and either blackmail your mother or ask to do the same. I wonder how lots you would enjoy that seeing your Quaker stroking their surd cocks in front of me, taking turns covering photo of me with their creamy cum loads. I wonder if you want to share your mother like that or if you want to keep this to yourself as you could not trust anyone not to let this secret miscue out. I am not going to threaten you over this as you know what you have to lose."

She turned and left my way leaving me with so many dirty thoughts and a raging hard cock. I went into my privy to clean off my tablet and consider about this. I knew my Friend would lie with to know this and absolutely would want to hitch off in front of her and cum tribute her photos every day. I did not know if they could sustain quieten or if it would become mistrustful to the neighbors or their parents. There was a part of my internal dark intimate side that liked that thought of having them taking turning cumming in front of my mother, but I knew I had something good, and I did not need to deflower it. This is a dark illusion many teenage boys with sexy mother have, at to the lowest degree all my acquaintance have made it clear that if my mother were theirs, they would be doing the same matter ; and I did not want to take a chance my dirty incestuous desires.

Although I had a raging hard-on, I did not come near my mother again for the rest of that day. I was still timid if she truly stand for what she had said to me. I did not jerk off to her as well, just in case she was serious I was wanted to economise my incumbrance for her viewing pleasure. I also felt that since my founding father was again on one of his trips, there was no flush to test my female parent's Son. The eternal sleep of that day went normally. I did my thing, and my mother went out to do hers. I hung out with a few booster, and as much as I wanted to brag about what had occurred between my female parent and myself, I resisted that urge.

The future morning I woke up with my usual morning Ellen Price Wood. I put on a pair of old gym shortstop in which my raging hard-on created a seeable tent-like issue. I got out of bed and wandered down the to hall to my mom's bedroom. I poked my fountainhead in to see if she was there, but then the tone of freshly brewed java hit my nose, so I knew she had to be downstairs. I went back to my room, grabbed my pad of paper and went downstairs. I felt this was the perfect time to try out the musical arrangement my mother made with me.

I walked into the kitchen following my stiff turncock. My mother was sitting at the kitchen mesa sipping coffee as she was working on her laptop. She was wearing what appeared to be her inadequate gown and nothing else. The robe barely covered her ass, and the top part was receptive all-inclusive enough to present me quite a look at her large teat. She glanced up at me and the seeable tent in my shorts.

"trade good morning honey. I can see you are happy to see me."She gave another naughty smile.

"Morning mom."I sat down side by side to her. I was hoping she would say something as I placed my tablet on the board. She glanced at it then to me and then she took another sip of coffee. I knew then it was up to me to say something. I know my courage came from my lecherousness and raging erection. I stood up so she could see how severely I was and then I spoke.

"So mom, um, can I give you another cum tribute ?"

She did not look directly at me, but she did grinning. She said zilch as she clicked away on the computer. Then my tablet vibrated alerting me I got an email. Then my mother made eye contact with me as she sipped at her coffee. I did not know what to do, but her eyes then spoke to me. As she sipped coffee, I watched her centre look down at my tablet and then back up to me and then it hit me that e-mail was from her.

I grabbed my lozenge, went to my electronic mail and saw the email from her with an attachment. I clicked on it, and it was a photo of her in a Bikini. My eyes popped out of their sockets as my shaft grew even harder. Quickly I downloaded and saved the photo she sent me. She sat back in her chair looking at me sipping her coffee. I clicked on her exposure, placed my tablet down on the edge of the board and then hesitantly pushed my shortstop down. I was still unsure that my mother was going to let me do this. She said zippo and just watched me, crossing her pegleg. As she did, I got a very nice incline survey of her ass, and I knew she was wearing no panty. My putz stiffened even more, and my shaft was drooling.

She nodded her head a little and motioned with her eyes to go ahead and cum tribute the photo. I grabbed my throbbing shaft, looking down at the photo of mom I began to stroke. I felt even more sour pleasance stroking myself to her pic as she watched. The silence in the kitchen was a bit odd. She sat there watching me stroke my shaft to her photo. I was not making any strait or saying anything ; honestly, I did not know if I should.

After a few bit of this uncomfortable secrecy, my mom leaned forward, giving me a very overnice show as she placed her coffee berry adjacent to the tablet. As she leaned forward, I could not facilitate but look down her robe. Although I could not see her mammilla or areola, I did get a very Nice top view of her large tits, enough to evidence that she was not wearing any bra. Just the thought she was sitting there ‘ naked'under her robe added even more pleasure to my rooster stroking.

"It is ok if you want to moan or babble dirty about me, I mean my photo. You do realize this is not a library, and it is just you and I in here. Don't be afraid hon."

The smile I gave my mother was my way of saying thank you and the smile she flashed back I knew was her saying you are welcome.

At first, I just moaned with each stroke of my putz. My eyes focused on her sexy photo ; dirty thoughts were racing through my mind along with the thought of covering the photo with cum. My thoughts ranged from me laying under her while she rode my cock, to picturing fucking her tits and then of class based on the position of her in the photo, I thought of standing in front of her while she gave me a gust job.

I glanced over at her, and I could see she was enjoying watching me stroking off. I wonder if she was enjoying it because I was her son or was she enjoying watching soul stroke off to her exposure. She caught me looking at her, and she blushed a bit. Her centre stayed focused on my hand going up and down on my rock hard shaft as she spoke.

"I can hear you moaning, but you are not saying anything. I guess you are afraid to say anything. I understand you are still a bit shy do twitch off in front of your mother and to one of her photos."

She was correct, I was feeling shy, but I was still enjoying stroking off in figurehead of her. Then I moaned,"Oh fuck mom you are so hot and sexy."She responded with, ‘ Mmmmm, tell apart me more smasher. Tell me hot and sexy you find your mom.'

My centre were glued to her photo as well as watching my hand movement like lighting up and down my stiff, throbbing dick.

"Your mamilla are huge ! You have such a beautiful face, and your body is so sexy."

"Mmmmm, keeping talking. What do you require to do to my sexy consistence ?"

I felt as though she was casting a trance on me with her sultry voice. Something about the way she talked to me was driving me angry and coaxing me to say more. I still could palpate my inner self-filtering what I wanted to say all the extremely begrime, graphic desires.

"Oh god mom, I want to cum all over your body."

"Oh, honey ! You want to return your mom a cum exhibitor ?"

I noticed how she kept referring to herself in the third person. I guess she wanted a bit of breakup although when she kept saying ‘ mom'it turning me on even more.

"Yes ! I want to give you a nice cum shower."She gave a piffling frown when I said you, so I knew I better bid along with the third person.

"Nice. And what do you require to do to your mom 's huge tits and her beautiful aspect ? Will you cover them in cream as well ?"

I groaned more as I could experience my load construction."screw yes ! I want to drub all over my mother 's face and her huge tits. I want to see my cum running down her trunk. I want to see it in her pilus as well !"

My mother moved closer to the tabular array, her legs were tightly crossed, and it looked like she had a hand buried between her legs as well.

"Oh, that is naughty. You know a son should not opine such things about his mother. However, I understand it is the forbidden yield, and you want to cover that yield with your creamy load."

I was stroking faster and faster. Mom was sitting so close to me, watching me stroking to her exposure and I thought she was playing with herself. I could not be sure as shooting from where I was standing. She was biting her lower lip as she watched.

"God, you are moving so fast for your mom's exposure. Are you close to cumming ? Are you close to covering her photo with your hot creamy load ?"

"Oh fuck yes mom ! I can finger it. I'm so close to exploding."

She pushed her chocolate around to the figurehead of the pad, the part opposite from my cock as she leaned in a bit closer.

She looked up at me,"You do not listen if I get a closer look ? I enjoy watching cream shoot out of a cock."

I moaned and groaned as I stroked even faster. I had a impression that she would take that as a no ; I did not mind at all.

"That's it, dear, stroke your cock, cover that photo with all your hot sticky ointment. Give her a well cum shower, bathe your mom in your cream."

I could not get over how dirty she was talking to me ! I wondered if these were her on-key feelings or if she was talking like that because she thought that is what I wanted to hear. Either way, I did not worry as it did add to the lustfulness and the taboo pleasure.

"Oh, mom ! I'm gon na cum !"

"Do it ! Do it, honey ! Cum all over me…my picture. Cover it ! Make me glad and pass over it with your cream."

I have no mind what it was about what she said, but at that minute I instantly erupted full force. My cock became a cum geyser ! My first surge blasted a long stream of cum across the photo and onto the slope of my mom's coffee mug ! I heard her loudly exclaim ‘ Oh my God !'

Quickly spurt after spurt erupted out of my beam and I gave my mammy photo a very good cum exhibitioner. I purposely aimed my tool so that each spurt covered another percentage of her photo. Repeatedly I heard her say ‘ oh my God. Shower her in her emollient'and while my mom was saying that I kept groaning as I unleashed my load in front line of her.

When my geyser, had finished erupting, I was very impressed and proud of the huge mess I had made. It was even to a greater extent than what I had done the day before. My cum circle were all over her photo and the tab, I even saw where I had shot onto the board along with the cum that was on her coffee cup.

I let go of my tool and turned my capitulum to look at my female parent. She was sitting there, her eyes surveying the mess as her mouth was open.

"Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a pick shower !"I was enjoying her little slipperiness when she would say to me and then say, mom.

She grabbed her java cup, looked at and then looked at me. My mom began to express mirth.

"What is so singular ?"

"I like a minuscule pick in my coffee but not that much. This cum tribute was even just than the one yesterday. You know the drill, submit your tablet and go clean and jerk it up. I will read tending of the hatful you left on the table."

I grabbed my cum covered tablet. My mom gave my ass a trivial playful tap and told me to put away my still erect cock and scavenge up. I wonder if she knew I could jerk off again to her. Then she stood up, as she did I thought I could see glistening wetness running down her her intimate second joint. I headed back upstairs incredibly happy and satisfied now know she was serious, and I could tell anytime I wanted to cum tribute her as long as we were alone. And for the workweek that followed, I gave my mother many cum testimonial.

Possible succeeding story angles.

1. Son and mother continue with this deal with the mother increasing her tantalization with him with the pic she shares with him and other methods.

2. Son tells a champion or cousin about the deal, and he joins in. I would be undefendable to adding another son/uncle/ maybe aunt or sister but not right away.

3. Son tells several of his friends which leads his mother to make the pot with a group of stripling boys.

4. Open to soundly suggestions ( NO underage, NO pregnancy, NO ravishment ) as I will commute level to something I can write .