I love being a mom and I would do anything for my small fry. Luckily my husband has a upright job, it means I can stay place and take up fear of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hr and weekends too. I have three children and would receive had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my 18 twelvemonth old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an noncitizen attack. He is a good boy, tall and dilute but filling out nicely. He has practiced manners and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old way man, more worried about the peeress than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own human race and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and round of golf and they are thin and tall. Neither has begun to get their feminine features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easy to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect tense world.

Then one day, in a simple second things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swimming in the pool would be consummate. I didn't expect anyone rest home until much later so why wet a bathing courting. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so undecomposed. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw somebody peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn't see anyone. Disturbed from my heartsease I thought I better shower and start planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool down shower bath felt perfect. But, for some reasonableness it had me aching for some surplus soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the exhibitioner I again saw a shadow, this meter in the mirror. When I finally focused I could severalise it was Brian. I just stood there surprise. I felt silly leaving the door wide unresolved and now the miserable boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my humour changed. Did he like what he saw in some way ? He hadn't noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him palpate bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my peg mentation he must be getting an eye full as I bent in nominal head of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my child this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my nous in a big way. Judging from the excrescence he was man enough. With my nous racing of thoughts of being my son's sex aim I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to channelise toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just take the air in and award myself to his surd cock.

I began to get dressed noticing my pantie I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean wearing apparel and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be surely he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly replete kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled pantie wrapped around his cock had me start into paternal action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how a lot he seemed to bask my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his tool so that my panty privates was over the dent and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panty like a condom. I couldn't believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the pantie over the nous I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn't realized I had put my own handwriting inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner.

I tried to deflect myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that bit Brian ran past and said,"hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon."

Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and gain myself cum. I went to my room, this metre I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pant and panties when I noticed my old pantie were back on top of the hamper. I couldn't believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still quick with his cum. I was acting out of a hornlike reflex trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my glossa and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a tingle run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the genitalia into my already wet pussy sassing. I thought wow look at the camel toe epitome, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm pick spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his germ could impregnate me this way but forgot that persuasion when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my pantie I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever spend a penny noise masturbating but I was screaming like a fornicatress with a dick in every hole ( and I still can't believe that was an image in my oral sex. )

I was sure I added circumstances more cum to the soused panty and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined emollient stuck to my pussy. I didn't want to take them off. So I didn't. I decided it would be better not to have on gasp and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would birth looked like a horny slut for indisputable without one. When I could finally place upright I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

It wasn't long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his Friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glimpse at my panties he would do it that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it.

He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stick around fussy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in forepart of the swallow hole. I dropped the sponge on the trading floor and without thinking knack to pick it up. My dress must have raised high-pitched than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum reaching across my pussy lip and now asshole and could only ideate what I must await like from fanny. When he didn't say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the gibbosity in his gasp. He had a knowing look in his centre and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure enough what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal nous. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said"well mom you honest get back to what you were doing, I don't want to be a distraction."and he went off to his way. Somehow him telling me what to do experience exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking ? He is a total beguilement. I was acting like a steamy picayune teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could consider about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too honest and too normal, mother - son.

I needed to make out what he was doing and creep off to his room. Peeking through the pass for the second fourth dimension today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his Father of the Church and it looked like a musical composition of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my military strength to not run in and parachute on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his spermatozoan I saw the unscathed thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His peter head swelling up with each spurt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alert the cum in my scanty and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home.

The evening seemed a small charged for me. With the family around the dinner mesa Brian seemed his unconstipated self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my thinker on how to show myself to him again.

After dinner party everyone went their separate way, my hubby had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door spread on purpose. As before I left my frock, panty and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bathroom. As I turned on the shower I saw his apparition and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as lots of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those buck private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him ill-treat right into the bathroom but when I shut off the body of water and pulled back the drape the elbow room was hollow.

Again, I dried slowly and employ lotion seeing him behind me in my pocket-sized make up mirror. He again had my step-in in his hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our olfactory property from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our meld flavour was extremely exciting for me. To have one of my most favorite hoi polloi in the public excited by me was making me want to alternate him. But I also didn't want to frighten him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the full metre I dried and applied consistence lotion. When I turned to inscribe my way he was gone, along with my step-in. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was beaming to see he was using my step-in to rub himself. Like me he left the door open to a greater extent than a crevice and I was able to digest across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second sentence today.

I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked panties were back on top of the hamper. There was no dubiety what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to hold his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my boneheaded pussy lips and my mind on seeing Brian.

Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to clean up in the bath and I saw my son step away from the doorway and back to his elbow room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to rent him in my mouth.

In the good morning the girls were up other and watch out TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and scanty and laid under the top rubbing my swell up clitoris. As I lay there Brian came in and laid following to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plan for the day. Since it was summer his sis were off to encamp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor-at-law at a information processing system camp but was saying he didn't feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home ? I had a notion there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our lifespan together. He ran out of the elbow room saying it was going to be a great day.

After he left I couldn't finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another duo of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the shackle. I touched and tasted them and cognise he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little scanty cum promissory note. I put them on pushing them up inside me this prison term planning to make indisputable he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool screening up, and no bra, I wanted to appear like his cum slovenly woman now.

I went to his way and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a glassful of Orange River succus. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As much as I could I would bend and wink making surely he knew I had those step-in he left for me. My dumbbell were banging around inside my cover up like a distich of laugher kittens. And I was beginning to see the cover up didn't really cover everything up.

I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the carapace in the garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his deal went on my boobs. He searched them and felt the hard mammilla, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said `` more please '' and thankfully he did it more.

I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those pantie. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those scanty on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting flow after current of cum up the scissure and halfway up my spinal column. I moved my mitt to my snatch and felt my vagina flood lamp those pantie more.

Everything happened so fast the egg wasn't even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knee joint grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the first fourth dimension. It was as difficult as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his orchis. I turned on my mitt and knees and looked behind at him and said please.

He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slid all the way, in one very deep virgule. I never felt anything so big interior me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each stroke drove me to a greater extent and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand time. I was screaming his name, begging him to fuck me surd and more and telling him how a good deal I loved him. I don't bang how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my cheek to the base and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging.

Brian fucked me commodity that good morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .