Dad had just left for work and I sat at the kitchen table watching my Mom washing the breakfast poppycock at the sink. With her back to me she certainly was a MILF, a Mother I would like to fuck. My mates have even confessed that my Mom had sometimes been in their imagery as they wanked off, I of line told them that was sickish, but secretly often did so myself but with the reward of being able to remove her exploited panties from the washables hoop and lying on my bed, smelling her womanly scent and licking the inset hoping that I have tasted her juices from the contact they had on her cunt. I never failed to deliver a massive climax at the thought of knowing what her cunt could be like.

She stood with her backrest to me, her blanch dispirited dungaree stretched tight in all the redress places. I admired my mama slightly pear shaped buns that the denim outlined perfectly. And when she turned the tightness of the material meant with niggling to no slack, the dungaree clung to her peg and tightly around her crotch and must be tight up to her pussy.

"Why Melanie ?"I asked. I saw Mom stiffen slightly at the public figure. She attempted and failed to go matter of factly"What sweetie ”."Why did you make up one's mind to call yourself Melanie when you work as a cyprian ? ”. I felt my cock getting arduous as I said that to my Mom, and seeing her reaction as she discovered her 18 year old son knew she fucked for money.

"I don, t have sex what your on about you silly boy"She replied, and started being more meticulous with drying the plate in her hands."Dad know ?"I asked, waited a few present moment and continued"No of line he doesn, t. If he did you two would be divorced now for sure ”. Again Mom tried to talk her way out"Sweetie I don, t know what your on about, but I want you to break this minute. You shouldn, t be talking or making made up allegations…especially about your own Mother, so break off this minute."

I sighed and looked at Mom"you know Dave who comes round here sometimes don, t you…well he has a older brother, Phil…he, s the better who you fucked yesterday…ho and he said you were worth every penny… a proper dirty bitch…his words. ”. Moms face was getting flushed."Remember you let him contain some picture show as long as your boldness didn, t show…he sent them to me, and your face can be seen reflected in a mirror"I turned my phone to her to evidence a image of a au naturel cleaning woman fingering herself on all fours with a musing of her look in a mirror, it was my Mom.

Mom saw the image and put both her handwriting to her case"I am so, so no-good Colin…you have to understand…I….I have needs…and your Father..I dearest him…but …oh god…..but our sex life story is virtually non existent now. But I am going to end now, I truly promise you. Just don, t William Tell him….please."

I looked at her"Mom I know you're a woman of the street, and you will let anyone fuck your cunt who pays"Talking to my own Mom like that was a real bit on, and calling her vagina a puss was ecstasy."You know Mom….I want to fuck your cunt…..I want you to prostitute yourself with your own son….In payment I wont tell apart Dad what I know…….It, s your pussy or your marriage Mom ?"

"I Can, t Colin, It is totally ridiculous, you are my son for gods sake….. I am your Mother ! !."

"I know"I replied"That, s why..….I want to lie with what you are like as a fuck …I want to recognize what it, s like having my hammer in my ma slit. Simple be my whore and let me jazz you silly, or become my split up Mom ?"

Mom stood there weighing her options….either she lets me, her son have her sexually or face losing her wedlock if Dad finds out she fucks men for money…..She looked at me"Ok Colin, you can have your way, in getting even no one ever finds out what we do this morning, or what I have done in the past times, which is now the past."

I nearly whooped with joy knowing I was about to have sex my Mom…see her naked, smell her, appreciation her. I tried to keep an appearance of imperturbability"It says on your sketch you do DFK…that, s cryptic Daniel Chester French kissing isn, t it ?. She nodded."Think we will start with that."I said.

I got up adjusted the position of my intemperately cock in my pants to a more comfortable position and walked towards my Mom. I kissed her on the brass, then the early boldness, then a peck on her lips…..I looked at her then gave her a hard passionate osculation on the back talk I held the rachis of her head with my right-hand hand pushing her lips further into mine, my tongue started forcing its way into my moms hot moist backtalk. The eroticism of French kissing my Mom was awesome and knew there would be pre cum coming out of my dick because of it. I felt her tongue with mine and explorered it and the intimacy that tongueing my Mom caused.

I removed my mouth from hers and leered at her and said"Come on"and grabbed her carpus and almost marched her from the kitchen and through the waiting area to the groundwork of the stair where the front door was also. The door was full length frosted glass, with a wrap glass porch on the exterior of it, so light-headed could enter and vague images of walker passing could be variety of made out. Suddenly I thought how erotic it would be to have my Mom there in the hall when perhaps a few yards away our neighbours could be walking by and looking at our door not realising what I was doing to her.

I started kissing her deeply again"not here Colin…please ”."No"I replied"I want you here, now ”. I started unbuttoning her white cotton fiber blouse. My hands trembling slightly knowing I was going to finally fill my dream of seeing my Mom naked for my pleasure or lust. I pulled the blouse of her while kissing her neck. My hand went to her left breast and I started fondling it. I needed to see her tits and moved my hands to her backbone and the bra shoulder strap. I fumbled a bit before managing to unclasp it. I released her tits from her bra. Watched them come slightly after the uplift the bra had supplied had gone. They were even better than I had imagined. I knew roughly what size they would be. But not how beautiful they would look with her erect teat on display.

I caressed and fondled both of Moms titmouse in my paw feeling the pleasant slight firmness of them and gliding my fingers over her rear pap. I moved my mouth over her unexpended nipple and started kissing and sucking it. I was in heaven and slightly closed my teeth over the mammilla. Mom let out a sound"Not too gruelling Colin"she said. I kissed the nipple again then took it between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a pinch. She gasped. I smiled, looking in her eyes, then moved my oral cavity over her other nipple whilst still twisting her go away nipple.

Making my Mom pant and moan as I worked her nipples was something I never dreamed I would get a line, but I was… and I was not going to ever leave the sounds she makes.

I knelt, kissed and licked her nude stomach as I moved down. I reached her stringent denim. My bequeath hand moved to her right arse brass and I started kneading it. My properly palm tracing down the front of her jean following the zip telephone circuit to reached where the jeans were between me and her cunt. I moved my hands to loosen her blue jean and slowly pulling down her zip. I saw Mom was wearing melanize panties…I knew them well from my masturbate Roger Sessions. I pulled the dungaree down to her human knee and started kissing her panties over her aright hip, then her left hip, then I started kissing along the top of the panties above her groin…then I started kissing and smelling and tongueing the pantie material over Moms pussy. This was skillful than I ever imagined when alone in my bedroom with her panties in one hand over my font and the other wanking my cock…way way better.

I stood abruptly and urgently discarded My T shirt, and pulled my denim and pants off together to be completely naked in strawman of my Mom. My rock toilsome rooster pointing towards her face. I moved to her, took her right hand and placed it around my intemperately cock. I moved her arm back and forth slowly, then she carried on alone slowly wanking her sons putz. I looked in her eye as she wanked me. She looked back at me as I slowly moved my right laurel wreath down her venter and into her pantie. I felt her pubic tomentum and sensed the heat of her. I moved my hand further and started rubbing up and down feeling her prick. My halfway finger's breadth automatically discovered her pussy hole. I Felt her moist sex succus and started fingering my Mom. We were still looking into each others eyes. I took my mitt from her panties and put the finger I had in my Mom into my mouth tasting her sex. Mom kept the eye contact knowing her son now knew what her cunt was like to taste. I moved my manus down again pulling her panties onto her thighs and inserted two fingers once again into her and started fingering her more frantically.

Moms love juices sounded so gimcrack as I masturbated her frantically…her handwriting had stopped stroking my tool, and now just gripped it tightly .Her eyes still looked into mine, but now unfocussed. Her oral cavity was open up and her respiration was hard and faster. Her eubstance spasmed, her free hand gripped my wrist joint tightly and her solid body stiffened, her thigh and pelvic girdle shuddered as she orgasmed and squirted heavily.

I had just fingered my Mom and made her cum…I know what she orgasms like ! ! !. I knew I was about to cum myself so grabbed her head and forced her to her genu. I put my cock tip to her lips and pushed..her backtalk opened and I started fucking my Moms mouth and due to what I had just experienced over the final several minutes it just took a few strokes to lay down me explode my pent up cum into her…and Christ did I cum, my cock muscles forcing every shoemaker's last bit of my spermatozoan into her oral fissure. I gasped for intimation and looked down and Mom started coughing and wiping her sassing and I knew she had swallowed about of it.

I knew I needed to fuck her pussy more than ever…."Ok Mom, lets go to bed and fuck each other"I said to her as I gripped her arm…….she looked up my cum still on her face.

To Be Continued