I have a very hot mother. My protagonist 's tell me that, but I never needed their blessing. She used to mold full time for a calling but stopped for a while to be a mother. She worked her ass off getting back in shape and now models part-time. cypher can estimate her real age she looks that sound. She has long shadow brown hairsbreadth, a fantastic figure with enceinte natural tits.

My friends are constantly bugging me to beam them her hot model photograph or better yet, trying to get a pic of her au naturel. I never tried getting a nude photo of her, and as for sharing her modeling photos well, my notion was that was my spank bank material. I just never told them that as I was afraid, that one of them would let it drop away my incest fantasies about my mother. Besides, I know they have taken sneak photo of her when they can.

I was in my room, laying on my bed jerking off to one of my mom 's photo I had saved on my tablet. I had become lax as I forgot to shut up my bedroom doorway. I was so focused on my dirty thoughts about my mom I did not hear her upstairs. My mom opened my chamber door right in the middle of my throw.

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

"MOM !"

"It's ok honey every boy, and man strokes his stopcock to someone. You have nothing to be embarrassed about honey. Now I wonder…"Before I could react my mom snatched the tablet out of my handwriting ; she held it against her vauntingly tits giving me a smirk.

"Now I wonder what char has my son stroking his turncock ?"

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

My mother stopped for a mo and looked at me before giving me an evil grin."Sorry son, if I am going to countenance you to prevent jerking off I need to see the woman."She flipped the tablet down ; her eyes widened as she let out a small gasp. ‘ Oh, my…I am speechless ’.

She just stared at the pic of herself, and I could see it running through her mind that I had incestuous thoughts about her. It was on of her sexy moulding pic, her in dungaree and white sports bra, her jeans were candid showing off matching scanty. She glanced between the photo and my what looked like my dick a few time. I thought she would start yelling, delete the photo but I did not ask her to handwriting me back the tablet.

"fountainhead dear, I am going to stand here and watch you give me…give my photo a nice cum tribute."

I just looked at my mom as I held my lozenge in my script. She just stood by the bed looking at me, waiting for me to start jerking off to her photograph again."Mom, are you dangerous ? You really want to watch me yank off to your photo and cum on it ? You…you don't judgment ?"

"It is a bit of a shock. However, it is nice to know that an older woman, a mom, can touch the hormones of a adolescent especially her son. I know men probably jerk off to my photograph online. I have to admit I always had a fantasy of watching a man jerking off and cum tribute my exposure and now my son can construct that fantasy come true. So no beloved I don't idea. I want to watch you shoot your cream all over my photo."

Just hearing my mom differentiate me that made my pecker sway hard again. At first, I thought it would find weird stroking my shaft in front of my mom, but incestuous lust is so powerful, and I found I did not heed at all. I had no effect looking at her photo as well as looking at her out the recess of my eye. I was stroking my cock and giving my mom a outstanding display. Her centre were focused on my stroke which only served to release me on even more. I was very felicitous to establish her my stroke to her photo.

It was incredible, the intense building feeling in my shaft. My mom moved closer to the bed to watch me."beloved let me know when you are about to cum ; I do not require to miss you creaming all over my photo."

I groaned back to her,"I'm getting closer."I could feel a huge warhead building up in my tool. I wanted to founder her a great cum show, so I stopped stroking for a moment to get onto my knee joint placing the tablet on the bed. I was so ready to blow my incumbrance ; my hired man was moving lighting speed up and down my shaft. Mom started to talk dirty to me which added to the dirty incest tone. ‘ God, you are stroking so fast for me. Your shaft is so strong, so red and front at your swell up head.'

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

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

I know it was pure, taboo, incest lust that sent me over the sharpness. I had shot large cum loads for my mom in the past, but something about her standing there, watching me and encouraging me to arrive all over her exposure sent me over the bound.

It only took a few more strokes and listening to my mother repeatedly say ‘ come for me, do it, add up on my picture.'

My shaft stiffened in my handgrip, and I felt this unbelievable, intense and gratifying eruption of cum. My eyes were glued to my mom 's picture. I watched with a dark pleasure as spirt after spurt of my cum shot across her photo. I watch my cum ropes begin to report her photo. My mother kept saying ‘ oh my god, honey, oh my god.'The pleasance I felt this time was far beyond any former time I jerked off to my mom. When I was done coming, I was impressed with how a good deal had burst out of my shaft.

I looked up at my mother still holding my throb tool. Her optic 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 Father never came that much cream for me."She reached down grabbing the heart covered pad of paper and took a finisher look. She looked in awe of the cum testimonial I gave her, and I was feeling proud of what I did.

I got off the bed standing in front of her naked ; my peter was still surd 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 glances at my cock."I did evidence 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 sorry or me being a bad mother at the least."

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

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

Her center nearly popped out of her head."Are you unplayful ! ? ! You cum to me that much ? I can only conceive of how much your steamy friends do it then."She glanced at the tablet again."I know I should recount you never to do this again and especially never do it when your father is nursing 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 lowly lip for a few mo."I do not want you to hitch off to my pic again unless I am home. Then you will do it in presence 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 jounce ; I did NOT expect to hear that from my mother."Um…are you serious ? You want to watch me cum tribute you ?"

She gave me a pixilated smile."yes. I know you are going to do it. Those are my photos so I think I should hold some say as to who creams all over them and if I want to look on. Do not worry we will proceed this a mother-son mystery. And when you tell me you want to cum tribute me, I will beam a photograph I want you to handle in emollient. Now you can only do this when I am home. When I am away on one of the trip you can not cum tribute me unless I tell you that you can. Is this accordant ?"

My putz said yes for me as it went completely erect again."screw yes mom !"

She picked up the tablet and handed it to me."Well, you better make clean this mountain up. I do not require you to ruin the pill, and then I have to buy a new one. I have a feeling that would become expensive."She turned, walking to the door and turned around halfway.

"I have a feeling you are tempted to tell at to the lowest degree one of your friends about this. I am sure you have shared picture of me with them. I guess you do not mind if your friends are having intimate thoughts about your female parent and cumming to her every day. I guess you have a dilemma."

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

"How many times do we see in the news where a teacher gets caught for having sex with students. It is always because someone opened their mouth and talked. And that is your dilemma. If you choose to tell your acquaintance that you cum tributed a photo in forepart of me, you run the jeopardy of them not keeping it a secret, and we would get into big trouble. If you tell them about our little arrangement, the same thing could happen.

However, if you decide the jeopardy is acceptable, then I have a opinion they will want to descend over and either pressure your mother or ask to do the like. I wonder how much you would enjoy that seeing your friends stroking their intemperately cocks in strawman of me, taking turns covering photos 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 slip out. I am not going to threaten you over this as you know what you have to lose."

She turned and left my room leaving me with so many dirty thoughts and a raging hard cock. I went into my privy to cleanse off my pill and remember about this. I knew my friends would love to know this and absolutely would desire to flick off in movement of her and cum tribute her exposure every day. I did not know if they could keep silence or if it would become suspicious to the neighbors or their parents. There was a character of my inner dark sexual slope that liked that idea of having them taking turns cumming in strawman of my mother, but I knew I had something good, and I did not want to ruin it. This is a dark fantasy many teenage son with sexy female parent have, at least all my Friend have made it straighten out that if my female parent were theirs, they would be doing the Sami thing ; and I did not want to risk my dirty incestuous desires.

Although I had a raging hard-on, I did not come on my mother again for the rest of that day. I was still unsure if she truly entail what she had said to me. I did not yank off to her as well, just in lawsuit she was serious I was wanted to save my burden for her consider pleasure. I also felt that since my male parent was again on one of his trips, there was no rush to test my female parent's word. The rest of that day went normally. I did my thing, and my mother went out to do hers. I hung out with a few friends, and as much as I wanted to brag about what had occurred between my mother and myself, I resisted that urge.

The next break of day I woke up with my usual morning Ellen Price Wood. I put on a duad of old gym shorts in which my raging erection created a seeable tent-like core. I got out of bed and wandered down the to hall to my mom's bedchamber. I poked my head in to see if she was there, but then the scent of saucily brewed deep brown hit my nose, so I knew she had to be downstairs. I went back to my room, grabbed my tablet and went downstairs. I felt this was the perfect metre to examine the arrangement my female parent made with me.

I walked into the kitchen following my stiff cock. My mother was sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee as she was working on her laptop. She was wearing what appeared to be her short robe and nothing else. The robe barely covered her ass, and the top component part was loose all-embracing enough to give me quite a spirit at her great tits. She glanced up at me and the visible collapsible shelter in my shorts.

"good aurora dear. I can see you are glad 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 lozenge on the table. 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 lust and raging hard-on. I stood up so she could see how backbreaking 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 smile. She said zippo as she clicked away on the computer. Then my tablet vibrated alerting me I got an email. Then my mother made eye link 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 tree, I watched her eyes look down at my tablet and then back up to me and then it hit me that email was from her.

I grabbed my tablet, went to my emails and saw the email from her with an attachment. I clicked on it, and it was a pic of her in a bikini. My eyes popped out of their sockets as my stopcock 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 photo, placed my tablet down on the boundary of the board and then hesitantly pushed my shorts down. I was still unsure that my mother was going to let me do this. She said nothing and just watched me, crossing her legs. As she did, I got a very nice side view of her ass, and I knew she was wearing no panty. My dick stiffened even more, and my shaft was drooling.

She nodded her head a slight 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 dark pleasure stroking myself to her photo as she watched. The silence in the kitchen was a bit odd. She sat there watching me stroke my shaft to her picture. I was not making any sounds or saying anything ; honestly, I did not know if I should.

After a few minutes of this uncomfortable quiet, my mom leaned forward, giving me a very courteous display as she placed her burnt umber next to the tablet. As she leaned forward, I could not help but reckon down her robe. Although I could not see her nipples or areola, I did get a very nice top position of her orotund tits, enough to secernate that she was not wearing any bra. Just the thought she was sitting there ‘ naked'under her robe added even more delight to my cock stroke.

"It is ok if you want to moan or talk dirty about me, I mean my photo. You do agnize 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 world-class, I just moaned with each CVA of my cock. My eyes focused on her aphrodisiacal exposure ; dirty persuasion 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 titty and then of course based on the position of her in the photo, I thought of standing in battlefront 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 someone stroke off to her photo. She caught me looking at her, and she blushed a bit. Her eye stayed focused on my hand going up and down on my rock hard lance as she spoke.

"I can get a line 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 jerk 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 front end of her. Then I moaned,"Oh fuck mom you are so hot and sexy."She responded with, ‘ Mmmmm, severalise me more sweetheart. Tell me hot and sexy you find your mom.'

My heart were glued to her photo as well as watching my hand move like lighting up and down my stiff, throbbing cock.

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

"Mmmmm, keeping talking. What do you want to do to my sexy body ?"

I felt as though she was casting a piece on me with her sultry phonation. Something about the way she talked to me was driving me wild and coaxing me to say more. I still could finger my inner self-filtering what I wanted to say all the extremely dirty, graphic desires.

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

"Oh, beloved ! You want to gift your mom a cum shower ?"

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

"Yes ! I want to collapse you a gracious cum shower."She gave a lilliputian frown when I said you, so I knew I wagerer play along with the third person.

"Nice. And what do you desire to do to your mom 's huge nipple and her beautiful face ? Will you cover them in pick as well ?"

I groaned more as I could feel my load edifice."Fuck yes ! I want to cream all over my mother 's face and her huge tits. I want to see my cum running down her body. I want to see it in her hair as well !"

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

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

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

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

"Oh fuck yes mom ! I can find it. I'm so faithful to exploding."

She pushed her java around to the front end of the pill, the part opposite from my cock as she leaned in a bit closer.

She looked up at me,"You do not mind 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 feeling that she would take that as a no ; I did not mind at all.

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

I could not get over how muddied she was talking to me ! I wondered if these were her rightful tone or if she was talking like that because she thought that is what I wanted to hear. Either way, I did not manage as it did add to the lust and the verboten pleasance.

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

"Do it ! Do it, dearest ! Cum all over me…my pic. Cover it ! take a leak me happy and cover it with your cream."

I have no idea what it was about what she said, but at that import I instantly erupted full force. My cock became a cum geyser ! My for the first time upsurge blasted a long current of cum across the photo and onto the side of my mom's coffee tree mug ! I heard her loudly exclaim ‘ Oh my God !'

Quickly spurt after spurt erupted out of my prick and I gave my mammy photo a very unspoiled cum rain shower. I purposely aimed my putz so that each spurt covered another part of her exposure. 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 of her.

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

I let go of my cock and turned my head to look at my mother. She was sitting there, her oculus surveying the mess as her sass was out-of-doors.

"Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a cream exhibitor !"I was enjoying her minuscule slip-up when she would say to me and then say, mom.

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

"What is so funny ?"

"I like a little pick in my coffee but not that much. This cum testimonial was even serious than the one yesterday. You know the drill, withdraw your pad and go clean it up. I will take care of the mess you left on the table."

I grabbed my cum covered pad of paper. My mom gave my ass a piddling playful tap and told me to put away my still erect rooster and clean up. I wonder if she knew I could yank off again to her. Then she stood up, as she did I thought I could see glistening wetness running down her her inner thighs. I headed back up the stairs incredibly happy and fulfill 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 weeks that followed, I gave my mother many cum tribute.

Possible next story angles.

1. Son and female parent continue with this deal with the mother increasing her teasing with him with the photos she plowshare with him and former methods.

2. Son tells a Friend or full cousin about the deal, and he joins in. I would be open up to adding another son/uncle/ maybe auntie or sister but not rectify away.

3. Son tells respective of his friends which leads his mother to puddle the slew with a group of teen male child.

4. Open to good mesmerism ( NO underage, NO gestation, NO rapine ) as I will convert stories to something I can publish .