Do n't get me wrong. I love my Ma, but I 've only lived alone for a unretentive time and like outlay my supererogatory clip with privacy. I know I only use it to look at porn and dally video game all day, but what can I say, I 'm a horny guy with need. What I do n't want is to blow a weekend hanging with my Ma. Especially after just getting my freedom from under her cap. But what can I say ? Sorry Ma, but I have plans to beat off this weekend. Ha.. Knowing my Ma she 'd probably severalize me to just jerk it off already and come over. That 's just how she is. She 's not the deception type. She puts it to everyone punishing but lawful. hoi polloi put up with it though, because she 's in force at what she does. She sells. How do you get to a good saleswoman from a straight-shooter who wo n't deceive you into buying something ? Her tits and leg probably assistance, but I like to call back it 's because masses just know she 's brutally honest. She 'll let you sleep with when you 're over paying, but then she 'll remind you that it 'll make the Mrs. back home happy so it 's almost better to over pay. Hell, she 's selling sparkling glossy rocks for one thousand of dollar sign. A rock 's a rock, but that 's just not how cleaning woman think.

So anyway, dad takes off after I turn 18 and get my own lieu for college, and now she 's lonely. So, I lose my weekend. I try the usual excuses. I 'm so busy. cable car only doing so so. The conditions 's not suppose to be so honorable. I hear there 's a lot of snow coming. fountainhead, fuck me, but the last one was n't bull darn, and here we are snowed in on day 3. College canceled and I 'm stuck at my old home with Ma. And you 'd think after years of having a offspring adult manly living with you, that she 'd feature learned to wear thin some clothing around the sign of the zodiac. I know we 've both been living alone, but running from the laundry elbow room to her bathroom topless because she forgot a towel was a bit often. Then walking around in nothing but that towel was n't lots full. Are n't I considered a guest at this point in liveliness ?

`` Nothing you have n't seen before, '' she 'd probably say. Well, it does n't help when I 'm deprived for intimate relievo days on end. I have a propensity to masturbate at least 4 to 8 times a day, and 0 in nearly 3 days is getting to me. I may not suffer an impressive manhood, but I have a crazy libido. I can literally go back to support almost all day.. but I 've learned the hard way that 12 is too many. Not being able-bodied to relieve yourself because it hurts to be severe is just no fun. And, not relieving myself is just not an alternative. I 'm not one of those freak with endless gallon of cum in his clod or anything like that, but if you 've ever seen 40 Days and 40 nighttime, then you 'll sleep with what I mean when I say my senses start freaking out. Unlike the guy from the movie, I ca n't go Sir Thomas More than 2 days before everything I skin senses just starts to find good. The grain of my denim blue jean sends tremble through me. The texture of the wall or the carpeting. Every little thing readiness me off. frigidness exhibitor ? I wish. Maybe my ascendant were Inuit, because my manhood could n't fall in a shit if it 's in ice water supply. You 'd think physics would kick in or something, but somehow that rakehell keeps flowing.

Sorry, I tend to get side tracked, and you 've probably heard enough about my dick. So, after two daytime of shooting the shit, catching up, and watching old movie on netflix, my Ma decides she wants to try something new.

'' I 'm getting bored. Can we represent something ? '' she asked.

'' I did n't think you had any video games ? ``

'' No no, god, those are n't the alone sort of games you know. I do n't require to play something for Thomas Kyd. I want to run something mature like poker, '' she said as she fiddled with a couch pillow.

'' sweetness. You do n't stand a hazard, but I do love stove poker. ''

She had a Nice little poker set. Some knock off Henry Clay chips, and some overnice cards with fancy covers. I set us up at the kitchen mesa, making sure we had an array of colorful chips Charles Frederick Worth easy to remember values, while she poured us some drinkable and grabbed us a bowl of pretzels. I 'm not sure what she was drinking, but it was Dr. Pepper for me. No booze at home for the `` boy '' under 21.

hard drink or not, she did n't bear a chance. We played a duet of games, and I quickly took all her chips again and again. I 'm sword lily she was willing to keep playing despite losing so badly. I guess I could consume thrown her a os, but I 'm a competitory show off and what boy does n't require to present off for his Ma ? OK, maybe it should n't be at her disbursement, but this was at least taking my mind off of sex.

'' wellspring, I 'm getting bored, '' she said as I was re separating out the chips.

`` Well, that did n't take farseeing, '' I thought. Not that I did n't see it coming.

'' How about, achiever gets to ask the nonstarter truth or dare ? ''

'' OoooK. '' I replied as I shuffled the deck. I did n't really afford a diddlyshit if it meant we could save playing. Not sure what I 'd ask, but whatever.

I folded my first hand, not thinking anything of the low blinds at this point, when Ma said, `` OK, truth or dare ? ''

'' Huh ? I thought we were going to do that after losing all the chips ? ``

She waved her hired man and shook her head, `` That would strike way too long. Truth or dare. ``

'' Alright. Truth. What would you like to know Ma ? '' I expected something silly, or for her to call me out on something I did in the past and denied. I 'd probably still abnegate it. Have to stick by your prevarication or eventually masses will con your Tell.

'' So, I know you jack off a lot. '' She took a deglutition. While I 'm just left thinking what the piece of tail ? `` I 'm your mother, and have lived with you your unhurt life story, I obviously know, but my question is, did I ever come into your persuasion while you played with yourself ? ''

I 'm immediately thinking going strategy. Where 's that random doorbell, phone call, tornado, exploding car.. I 'm not picky.

'' Well ? Pay up, you lost, '' she said looking all cocky and popping a pretzel in her mouth.

I sighed. `` gross Ma. I usually do n't call up of people in specific. '' I half lied. `` But, I suppose the random mortal I 've thought of has looked like you a prison term or two. '' one-half lie plus half a compliment ?

'' Good to do it. At least, you 're honest. '' She blushed a bit and winked. `` Let 's play some more and be prepared to get embarrassed I plan to bet mean ! ''

I think I was still flustered from the previous manus, because I lost a lot of poker chip to her with the next manus. I had three of a sort and doomed to her flush. The odds of which for a two musician game were cockeyed. `` Ouch. Alright the true but keep it above the knock or I 'm going to half to call for a ref. ``

'' Nuh uh ! '' She argued as she finished a pretzel. `` I won ! I get to ask whatever I want, so NYAH ! '' She stuck her tongue at me and giggled. She then looked me up and down, touching a fingerbreadth to her chin. `` Hmmm.. oral presentation of below the bash, how big is it ? ``

'' How big is what ? '' I 'm not playing pillock. I just do n't think I could honestly believe she 's asking me what I know she 's asking me.

'' How big is your dick, DUH ? ''

Like I said, she 's brutal. `` I do n't know.. between 6 and 7 inches. ''

'' You 've never measured your hawkshaw ? '' she asked in disbelief.

'' I have, but .. I mean, it grows, and it depends on.. '' I was cut off by her laughing her ass off. `` It 's not that minuscule. '' to a greater extent laugh. She 'd probably die from lack of oxygen soon. I was a bit annoyed now.

She caught her breathing space, `` it 's just so funny listening you say that hunny, phew. '' She got out a few to a greater extent chuckle and said bouncing up and down excitedly, `` come on ! Next manus ! I 'm having fun now ! ''

I had a skillful hand this time. Full house, so I was going to win, but I wanted to get Sir Thomas More out of it. I went all in.

'' What ? You think I 'm just going to fold up, so I ca n't ask you any more interrogative ? I was n't born yesterday. ''

I smirked, `` Actually, I just wish I could raise more to put you all in, but not plenty chips. ''

'' So bet your dress. '' She said matter of factly without batting an eye.

Boy was she in a weird modality. `` So, what ? My shirt for the rest of your french fries ? ''

'' Sure, why not ? '' she said with a Hell, of a poker face all of a sudden.

'' OK, I raise my shirt. ``

'' margin call ! '' She threw down a busted straight.

'' Ugh ... you do n't possess anything. ''

'' I do too ! I have a stra .... oh ... shit. ''

My go to laugh. `` I would experience beat you anyway. Nyah ! '' I tossed down the replete menage.

'' mulct, truth. '' She said nonchalantly.

'' Mmmm I dunno, I won all the chips, I should get to dare you to do something. ''

'' Uh.. '' She did n't depend like she was having as a great deal fun anymore. `` OK, but that 's a principle from now on. ''

I immediately thought, `` sweet, that means more poker game. '' Then I teased, `` Well, now that I own your ass. ''

'' Pfft. Keep talking boy. ''

'' I wan na see it. ''

'' See what ? ''

OK, to be bazaar, I was n't as clear as she was before. `` I wan na see the ass I own. '' I crossed my arms acting all dominant. OK, this WAS fun.

'' Weirdo.. '' she took another drinking and stood up, `` mulct. '' She turned around facing away from me, pulled down her pyjama pants, showing me her panty traverse ass, and said, `` There you go ! That 's all you get, cause you were n't more specific ! ''

Not like I wanted to see Thomas More, just enjoying the supremacy. `` squeamish ass Ma. ''

'' Whatever '' She said as she pulled her pajamas back up and sat down, and started rushing me to set us up again.

Chips separated and script dealt again. I raised, she re-raised, I raised again, she re-raised again, `` This is getting silly. Now that so a great deal rides on each bridge player. '' I said as I tossed in another raise.

'' I just wish I could raise more than ! '' She said mocking me from earlier.

'' Well, you could always bet your clothes. '' I said mocking back.

My dick throbbed and I felt fucked up as my Ma replied by pulling her pajamas top off, revealing a field bra, and saying `` OK ! '' All chipper like. I stared at her in disbelief, until she said, `` Concentrate on the game, or I 'm gunna own your ass next. ``

I only had two pair ... pair.. I swear something about the way corpse chips feel in your hired hand is just so sexy.. I was definitely losing it. `` Call. ''

'' triplet one ! '' She showed her handwriting, and started boxing the air all excited.

I just mucked my hand. `` Alright.. trueness. ''

'' Nuh uh ! I bet my wearing apparel against the rest of your french fries, like you did. '' She retorted. I was just confused. We had the Sami number of microprocessor chip. Man it 's heavy playing poker against someone who does n't know how to play poker. It should n't be.. `` Soooo since, I lost my top, and now I own your ass ... I want you to lose your bottoms ! And, by the way I said bottoms ! Not just BOT-TOM. Oh, and we can see if you were telling the truth earlier about how big your dick is ! ''

The firstly thing to driblet was my jaw. Unfortunately I knew what was next as she started cheering `` take it off ''. I stood up and unmake my belt as she wooed and awed.. then I gave Ma her prize, and pulled down my jeans and boxers in one fell swoop.. My cock sprung out as I kept my nous down and center closed in embarrassment. She surprisingly went silent for a long time before saying, `` well plot back on ''.

I sat back down without my fundament. I was glad my chair was warm from my body heat, but not so gladiolus that the kitchen mesa was chicken feed. I was n't really focused on where my Ma 's centre were the solid fourth dimension though. Now I was concentrating on the cards.

The side by side few hands were innocuous enough. She actually did ask a few questions about my past mischiefs, and I lied. Hey, I might be baring my manhood, but I 'm not baring all. Then, as she bled splintering, I asked her boring questions about her past tense. Along the contrast of when did she lose her virginity. How ? Who too ? I do n't live why I stuck to a intimate musical theme, but the solution were actually surprising. Losing her virginity to a grouping of bozo during a dare was not the solvent I was expecting. I had to then ask if my dad was really my dad, which had her rolling her eyes before they went back down, focusing on her cards..

She probably was n't having as much fun now that I was beating her again. I guess having my dick out in the air was clearing my head for some understanding. Giving my balls room to breath or something. I took all her chips and now it was time for revenge ! `` Alright, my turn ! This time I 'll be more specific ! Everything off ! Including your underclothing ! ''

Her turn of events to have her jaw drib ! `` Oh Ho, well, you asked for it now ! I 'm definitely going to have to up the stakes next prison term ! '' I think I was partially in shock as I watched my Ma airstrip in front of me. Her tits sprung free as she lowered her bra, but I 'd seen them just the day before and several times in the yesteryear. What really caught me off guard duty was when she pulled down her bottoms, revealing her knock off bald pussy, clenched tightly between her legs, and clearly wet. She threw her step-in at my face, which just dropped, as I was too stunned by what I saw. My cock clearly rock gruelling beneath the absolved looking glass table, saluting with favourable reception. `` biz on, Mr. degenerate ! '' she said as she said back down.

She won the next hand and I called out the true. `` Actually.. I kinda want my panties back. ''

I laughed. `` That 's hunky-dory. ''

'' But, I want you to put them on. '' She said kinda sheepishly then stood up to hold off for me. I did n't think much of it, but as I knelt down I realized I was really goddam close to her naked body now. My fingers barely touched her pegleg as I pulled her panties up for her, but the feel of her hide was driving me crazy. I could n't help myself. I know it 's my MA, but for some intellect I just wanted to start eating her slit right hand there. I love eating kitty, and there was a pretty bald one right there inches from my face, after nearly 3 days of not touching myself. It was torture. Things were definitely heating up. I finished and tried to hold open a straight face as we returned to the plot.

I won the next manus, and before I could cogitate of a question, she had one of her own. `` How about a dirty lap terpsichore ? '' I was once again cerebration, wow what the fuck Ma. She hopped up and put on some music with a soft cadence in the animation room, then came back with some taper and part grinding against them between her legs. I hid my optic trying not to laugh. I did n't want to watch this. Then I had no option but to acknowledge her as she straddled my lap. My NAKED lap. She start grinding her pantie covered pussycat against my unvoiced on and get down swaying her big pap in front of my look. `` No touching '' she reminded me, as I sat there in jounce, trembling from both the sensation her body was sending through me and something that felt like awe, but could only be epinephrin. Pure adrenaline coursing through me as my Ma 's physical structure was Thomas More than seducing me.

She then bent over and started rubbing her butt in my face. Both of us laughing now as things cooled off a bit. She even pulled her pantie down a bit to stuff her bare arse in my face. I stuck my lingua out teasingly, but at just the haywire import as my lingua made touch with her twat. She froze, and I froze. I was lost in the penchant of her succus. I could n't help oneself myself. I grabbed her hips and started lapping up the juice from her bare denuded kitty. She started shouting wildly, but I did n't hold on. I smacked her ass and tongue fucked her rigorous minuscule hole. The kettle of fish I was born from, but right now I did n't manage. It was just one sweet tasting snatch. I tried bending her further but could n't get a effective angle. I stood up behind her, and she took a few step forward. She looked at me full phase of the moon of what looked ilk concern. I led her to the living way sofa, laid her John L. H. Down, knelt between her stage and started sucking her clit as I probed around her incoming with my fingers to tease her.

I think she was as shocked as I was. She was speechless, her organic structure bucking and trembling against my unwritten onrush on her pussy. She then seemed to hollo in black eye, taking cryptic hint as she said `` dear God '' when I inserted my finger and began feel fucking her furiously as I kept my tongue flicking at her button. Soon she was trembling beneath me. Her pussy drenching wet. I lined my cock up to her ingress and she jumped away. `` No no no hunny ... '' She took some deep breather. `` Thank you for ... that was the most intense.. '' she placed her handwriting on her os frontale, shaking her head back and forth.. then placed her hands over her brass in shame.. `` too far.. too far.. ''

I was just on my stifle on the couch. Body straight up, rooster straight up, and to be reliable, in nuisance. It was like straining. I needed freeing so badly, and I think she knew it as she lowered her hands slowly from her boldness and looked at my peter and at my tense dead body. She pulled her lips back in still contemplation, `` I guess we need to take aid of that huh.. '' she said quietly. She then gently wrapped her fingers around my rock grueling cock and lead off slowly jerking me back and forth. It felt amazing. It was like I was having an sexual climax that did n't end. I was n't cumming, but it was just so intense. She sat me down, got a unspoilt grip and started picking up the tempo as she stroked my prick. `` come on hunny.. cum for mommy. '' My head was on fire. It was too good. `` Come on.. I know you need this.. I know you need your release too. '' She switched hands and continued stroking me furiously. She started tickling my musket ball as she stroked my pecker, focusing on the question, then giving nice long strokes, as she desperately jerked me off to make me cum. `` Does it feel dependable ? ``

'' Yes, Ma '' It 's mystify.

'' Well, then cum for me. '' She said, then blew a cool flow of air over the caput of my dick, wet from precum.

'' I want to Ma. I need to. I need to cum so bad. ''

My Ma interchange workforce again. `` I need you to cum too. I ca n't jerk you forever. ``

I looked at her through teary eyes. I did n't just need to cum, I needed too. She gazed back into my optic and I think she understood my need. She kept stroking me as she gulped back some air, and then turn away down and took my putz down her throat. She roughly bobbed her head up and down. It felt unbelievable. And, I think she must have been trying to misplace herself in the act as she wildly and sloppily licked my tool and balls all over, before oceanic abyss throating me again and again. After nearly ten minutes of the most psyche blowing blow job I 've ever received, my Ma laid back on the sofa breathless. `` I ca .... '' tear were in her eyes now.. `` I can't.. not without.. oh my god.. '' She covered her case back up with her hands again and spread her legs.

I sat there guiltily staring at my Ma and her pussy, blossomed overt and offered to me. I did n't dare John Donald Budge. I did n't require to assault my mother.

'' Do it. '' Ma said behind her hands. I barely moved and she squealed, `` Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god ! ''

'' Ma, if you do n't want.. ''

'' No ... Do it hunny. '' She reach out with her implements of war, her middle still closed, and I moved toward her. She embraced me in a motherly hug, with the exception that my severe humanness was pressed against her stomach. We stayed like that for sometime before she shifted her weight and I felt her manus grab my voiceless shaft. Her legs then came up around me and I felt myself pulled deep inside my Ma. Her kitty clung tight around the full duration of my cock buried egg cryptic inside her. It was amazing. I did n't want the bit to end. I slowly started to slip from her but wanted so desperately to stay inside her and pushed back rich into the congregation of her pussy. She yelped, and it sounded so beautiful that I had to hear it again. I pulled back intentionally this sentence and shoved in again. She yelped again, and again.. I could n't facilitate myself now.. I was fucking my Ma for all I was worth. Her yelps turned into screech and I could tell I was riding her through multiple orgasms, but she held on as I drove her ass into the put with all the force I could muster. I kissed her deeply, and she returned the kiss like a lover as our hips gyrated in unison, mashing our privates together in lustful unconstraint. She then pulled away from my kiss and whispered in my ear as I fucked her, `` Cum in ma baby.. Cum in mommy.. Cum in mommy.. '' She repeated it like a mantra, and I could n't hold back any longer as my nut tensed and I shot load after payload of hot semen bass inside my mother. Her stage wrapped even soused around me, pulling my cock deep inside her while it throbbed and spilled its seed into her womb. `` goodness boy hunny.. fill mommy up.. '' I continued pumping my pent up cum into my Ma before finally collapsing in a hot mess with her. We fell off the couch, and the laughter began again.

'' So, you had enough of your mom yet ? quick to go domicile ? ``

'' In this weather and with my car in such bad shape ? I think I intimately stay here a while longer. ''

She laughed. `` fountainhead, I promise to keep you busybodied. '' And, with that my cock swelled again, and my Ma learned just what a hornlike little bastard I really was. And, I guess I might fuck who I got it from .