I was hanging out at my booster Billy 's apartment. I spent a lot of time there over the summer. Billy 's mom did n't bear in mind, she was happy that Billy had a good friend. Billy and his mom had lived alone since his dad passed away just over two age ago. Billy says is was a sudden marrow attack. Then he looked sad cause he and his mom missed his dad alot.

'' Jim, I think she 's lonely. ``

I 'd just observe Mrs. Drake as she was leaving for work. I often watched Mrs Drake as she was leaving.

'' Does n't she like, see cat yet ? ``

'' No, I think she wants to but misses my begetter. ``

'' Too bad. She 's sort of hot. For a mom. ``

'' Hey, that 's my mother you 're talking about ! ``

'' No disrespect, but do n't you note how she does n't seem as old as she is ? ``

'' No, I do n't appear at her like that. ``

'' I do, kinda. '' He gave me a look that said I was out of note, but then billystick was one of those minor who could n't avail telling the the true, like it was impossible for him to bullshit you.

'' OK, maybe, sometimes. ``

'' I like her butt. It 's not actual big like the other mama and her bosom jiggle when she 's doing stuff around here. ``

'' Aw, do we hafta talk about her like that. ``

'' Think about it. ``

That was the end of the conversation. We went on to whatever else we did all day. It was summer, between score in high school day and there was a lot to do. Playing Lucille Ball, hanging out with the other guys, trying out our best lines on the young lady we 'd really began noticing in the past year. Mostly they laughed at us. We were n't the nerveless tike at school, but we were n't at the bottom of the list either. I was about 5-8 at the time, kinda skinny, but maturing. I had dour brown hairsbreadth and just the lightest bit of hair starting on my chin. billy club was similar, maybe a piffling taller, with lighter hair.

It was a week later. We were hanging out at his flat, getting out of the 95 degree heat. Mrs. drake was at work. It seemed she was always at work. I guess it took a lot to stomach the two of them. At that age we did n't consider such things. Billy could have had a summertime job, but his mom said, `` maybe next summer. Be a kid one more year. '' That 's the form of mom Mrs. Drake was.

Billy was variety of excited. He had been since I got there.

'' Billy, what 's up ? You 're bouncing off the bulwark. ``

'' clotheshorse, I found something, some things, but you got ta swear not to tell anyone. assure ? ``

'' Yeah sure, you know you can rely me. ``

'' I mean like the fully grown hope. Swear it. ``

'' OK, I swear. ``

'' Come with me. '' I followed Billy across the kitchen into his mom 's chamber. We never went into her bedroom. She never said anything but we knew it was off limitation, so if truncheon was taking me there it must be important.

'' Jim, I was putting away clothes and maybe I got snoopy and maybe I should n't have opened this drawer and maybe I should n't have pushed around the clothes in there and well, I know you think my mom is hot for a mom ... ''

'' What is it Billy ? ``

'' I found pictures. ``

'' Yeah so there are photograph on the wall out in the hall. ``

'' Of Mom, and Dad. When they were Brigham Young. Like before I was born. They 're naked. ``

'' Holy shit, you found pictures of your mom naked when she was young ? ``

'' Probably not too much honest-to-goodness than we are. ``

'' Oh wow, can I look ? '' We were old enough to know better, but immature enough not to be able to resist.

'' I guess, but really, you still avow ? ``

'' If you 'll let me see photo of your mom naked, I 'll curse to anything. '' He handed me an gasbag. I was tempted to pour forth them out and take it all in, but I decided to go one at a meter. The inaugural was in a minuscule bikini. `` Wow, she was so hot. expect at those mammilla ! ``

'' Jim, be nice. ``

'' But look, look at her consistence. billy club, forget she 's your mom. '' Billy looked and admitted she was hot. baton 's mom is a little short than us. At 18 or 19 she had long reduce legs, and a perfect hourglass figure with titty that were high and house. I was getting a tense feeling between my leg. The next dyad were more typical beach type photos. person had taken one of baton 's mom and dad together. He was a yoke inches taller than us and looked a bit more muscular. Billy looked a lot like his dad. Then the next photo was dissimilar. Billy 's mom had her top off and her coat of arms across her titty. She looked almost shy and embarrassed. The teaser had me squirming just a bit. Holding my breathing place I removed the succeeding photo, and there they were.

'' Wow, look at those Billy. '' I held the photo towards my full supporter. He seemed to be debating with himself but gave in, nodding in agreement. Billy 's mom was sitting, leaning back on her elbow, with the two nice tits I 'd ever seen just sitting there on her chest. Round and house with nipples sitting up on the tips. Mid sized areola and pap big enough to show up in the exposure. She was smiling at the photographer, who must accept been billy 's dad. I could have stared at that one all day. Without realizing it my free hired man readjusted myself in my short. I glanced over to see baton trying to do the same without using his hand. It kept getting better. Next the time to come Mrs. Francis Drake was naked, with her legs crossed to hide the good function. Her head was back and she seemed to be laughing at something very risible. Maybe it was Mr. Drake taking a photo naked because the following was of truncheon 's father with his stopcock standing out proud and firm. `` Hey, your dad had a winner there truncheon. ``

'' Uh huh. ``

There were a couple more photos with Mr. Sir Francis Drake posing, giving us a side of meat view. They must give birth had a timekeeper on the camera because the next, as we got near the bed of the cumulation, was of Mrs. Francis Drake standing sideways next to baton 's Church Father. You could see the side of her left dope and the curve of her ass. She was holding Mr. Drake 's cock in her hand, her headspring on his shoulder. Finlly I got to the last airs. billy goat 's mom was facing us, striking a pose and there is was. Well, what we could see was hairsbreadth. Trimmed a bit, but yep, cunt hair, I was rubbing my hand along my pants. I really needed to rub one out looking at photograph of Billy 's mom.

'' nightstick, I hope you do n't listen, but I got ta. ``

'' Got ta ? ``

'' Yeah, you mean you do n't need to ? '' Billy was going to traverse it, but truncheon being Billy, he nodded. He simply said,

'' Do n't mess up the pic. '' I propped them against the dresser. Then I took out my turncock. I looked over and noted that truncheon took after his dad in early ways. Lucky kid. I was doing ok for myself but not like Billy. We mostly kept to ourselves trying not to think about stroking our stopcock next to another guy. I was staring at the naked pictures of Billy 's mom. I suppose he was too. When I came, it was severe and dissolute and made a peck of my shirt. So I used my shirt to clean up and asked Billy if we could do laundry. When I looked at him he was wiping himself off and I noted that his soft cock was still pretty big. He said ok to laundry so we put that in, washed up, then went to put the picture back. That we were standing naked doing this did n't seem to bother us. As baton was putting the gasbag back under Mrs Drake 's underwear he made a grimace, reached further back and produced something I was n't companion with.

'' What 's that Billy ? ``

'' I think it 's called a dildo. ``

'' Dildo, I 've heard of them but never saw one. It 's what women use on their kitty ? ``

'' Yeah. I guess to wish get off alone ? ``

'' When they 're lonely ? ``

'' Yeah. ``

'' poor people Mrs. Drake. I wonder if she looks at the photo and uses it ? '' We 'd been looking at photos a long time. Longer than we realized. Billy had turned the basis of the dildo and we heard it humming.

'' It 's vibrating. '' I put out my hand.

'' Let me see. '' I 'd grabbed it by the tip. The vibrations were obvious. Figuring, what the hell on earth, and maybe subconsciously knowing just where it had been, I touched the tip of my tool with it. `` Oh jack. '' It sent sensations up my dead body. My putz instantly responded. I tapped it on billy club 's cock to show him.

'' Oh wow, that 's tempestuous. I wonder where Mom puts that ? ``

'' Where do you think bozo. It 's long and straight like a cock. ``

'' So she ... ''

From the threshold,

'' What are you two doing in my ... .oh my god ! son, you 're ... oh. '' I turned. I was holding a dildo in my hand, my cock was erect and Billy 's mom was standing in the doorway looking like she 's been hit by lightning. Billy had the full sense to treat up. `` What are you two doing ? '' Billy as usual just started blabbing the truth.

'' Sorry mom, but Jim was saying the other day how you 're hot and all and then I accidentally found the photos and I showed him and we got agitate and we found that thing and I 'm disconsolate and Billy 's sorry and well, sorry. '' Mrs. Francis Drake looked at me. I noticed that her optic drifted down a yoke times.

'' And what do you have to say for yourself ? ``

'' Sorry, but kind of not. You were very beautiful. ``

'' And still hot ? ``

'' Oh yeah. And sorry you 're lonely. I wish I could aid. '' Oh shit, did I really say that out loud ? She looked down again. Sighed.

'' You probably could from what I see. '' Now Billy added his two centime. But more than like 5 one dollar bill from my point of view.

'' It 's ok mom. If you need to. Better than using that. '' Wow, what a friend !

'' Oh no. No. I could n't. ``

'' Has it really been over two long time Mrs. Drake ? '' he-goat walked past me, kissed his female parent on the boldness, then left the elbow room. I stood cock still bobbing, holding a dildo. Mrs. Francis Drake walked to me and took the dildo. She put it back in the drawer.

'' Do you really think I was pretty ? ``

'' Better than any girls I 've seen at shoal. How old were you ? '' Mrs. Drake sat on the end of the bed.

'' Just 19. Scott was 20. We went to the beach for the weekend. We were having fun and when he suggested the pic I said ok without thinking. '' She patted the bed and I went to sit down future to her. My cock sticking up in front of me. She looked down at it. `` We 'd only recently been, you know, doing it. '' She sighed. I tried filling the silence,

'' You were quite a couple. And as a guy who likes miss I still have to say, he was packing pretty good. '' She laughed.

'' Oh sure. Walter Scott was impressive. But he was chic and funny as well as sexy. I do miss him. All of him. '' She 'd let a few bust run from the street corner of her eye. Seeking to console her I put an arm around Mrs Drake. She rested her head on my articulatio humeri. `` Are you smart and singular, Jim ? ``

'' I try to be. '' Now I let my helping hand wipe the tears from her cheek. `` Mrs. drake ? Do you demand companionship ? Just until you find someone to be with ? ``

'' bid me Ruth. '' She turned her head and kissed me. Then she moaned as her hand wrapped around my stopcock. I may not stimulate been as impressive as Scott, or even billystick, but I thought I was man enough. Not that I had any experience that way. She kissed me again. I was kissing he-goat 's mom. She was holding my cock. So I put a hand on her chest. `` Let me. '' We were kissing but I felt her unbuttoning her blouse. Then her hands moved to her back. I reached again and found the bare human body of her good breast. It more than filled my hand. Those tits that I 'd watched shake up as she set the board were not in my hired man. `` Not quite like they used to be. ``

'' Remember, I thought you were hot before I saw those photo. '' She smiled, then went back to kissing me. When she let her tongue search for mine I was favourable not to spurt in her manus. Mrs Francis Drake, commiseration, was slowly stroking my putz. She pushed my head down slightly and i knew what she wanted. I wanted to also. I began kissing and licking her tits. Her ring of color had stretched a little, the mamilla were gruelling, waiting for me to suck and bite them. She let go of my pecker long enough to push down her skirt and underwear. As I reached a bridge player down we fell back on the bed. My script went over the flaccid bulge of her belly and down to the thick-skulled hair below. I let my finger's breadth wander until finding her heavyset lips, the inner lips pressing through. She gasped as my finger's breadth pressed and pulled, her moans louder as I sucked at her mammilla, fingered her slit. We scooted up on the bed. My hands wandering, following her full pelvic girdle, the grownup curve of her ass than I 'd seen before. My cock was grueling and set. `` Ruth, do you need to ? ``

'' I should n't but I must. I hope Billy forgives me. '' I was between her legs, looking down at her, the way her mammilla lay flatter, her short hair's-breadth falling back, her unsure smile, similar to the one from the first nude.

'' I think Billy is happy for you. ``

'' And you ? ``

'' A dream come true. '' She held me to her as I penetrated her wet pussy. It may have been awhile but her body was responding in the old conversant means. I closed my eyes and took in the smell of her pussy accepting my dick. Ruth closed her eyes, maybe remembering the past. Remembering her first time. I settled into a steady rhythm, her ass cushioning us as I pressed forward, her tits shaking with each thrust. She was murmuring, maybe saying his name. I did n't take care. She needed this, I was grateful for it. She began to cabbage her articulatio coxae asking for more. I responded bu holding her ass and going faster and harder. She had a hand on her pussy just above where my cock was driving into her. She moved it frantically then called out in sigh and shreiks as she came. She begged me to hand it all to her and I soon answered her, cumming hard interior. When I was done I lay alongside Ruth. We held each former. I noticed she was smiling. I propped my question on my hand,

'' I 'm happy you 're happy. '' She looked over at me,

'' Thanks Jim. You were howling. '' I was even happier. Given my congener rawness, making a rise cleaning woman satisfied was quite a feat. At least I though so.

'' If you want, we could do it again sometime. '' Now I was smiling.

'' I 'd like that, a lot. ''