Most every guy has fancy about his mother at some point in his life. I was no different. My mother was a large fair sex. Not fat, just big. Standing at six feet one in tall, she was very tall for a woman. I am not sure how much she weighed but she had a nice thick body. Not fat mind you, just thick. Her stomach was directly, her ass was tight and her bosom were large, that's all I know. I know she was beautiful. She had long Black pilus that was form of curly, but probably more like really crinkly. I'm a guy, what do I know about hairsbreadth, mine is kept unforesightful like a Marine. Her eyes were the unaccented tincture of wild blue yonder I have ever seen and nearly spellbinding to seem at. She was very delicate spoken nigh of the time and very madam like, but make her mad and she turned evil instantly.
At nineteen I was a large fellow. Again, not fat, but extremely large. While my mom was rather marvelous I still towered over her. It was probably due to the combination of her and my Father's factor. He was six feet nine at the time of his death. A chain broke on a lumber motortruck as he was checking them and he was crushed by a truckload of woodland. I was ten at the time. Today I am seven substructure two inch grandiloquent. Thankfully I am very well proportioned so I don't looking like some freak.
My mom runs the lumber caller that my grandparents started years ago and my dad inherited when they were killed in a car wreck. She is a very strict genus Bos. Fair, but strict. At menage she is very laid back and let's me pretty much do as I please. All I have to do is get to process on meter in the morning and do my task and my spirit is a cakewalk. Since the nearest townsfolk to where we live is eighty miles away I don't have much of a social life. There are a few people around where we live, but none of them are even close to my age. I get about of my entertainment via the Internet and like most guys my age a lot of that is porn. I am not really shy, but I am very uncomfortable talking to women.
One Sat dawn I was laying in bed trying to figure out what I wanted to do for the day since I was off. Unbeknownst to me my mom had taken the day off as well. She usually worked for at least a half a day on Saturdays. I decided, not knowing what was going to chance later, that I would rub one out before I got up and made myself some breakfast. Due to my size of it I am what I consider a picayune above average in the intimate equipment area although I really have no real number physique of reference since I was dwelling house schooled and there isn't anyone around here to liken myself too.
Anyway, I was lying in bed and had kicked the covers off and was well on my way to busting a nut when my mom walked by my way. I rarely close my room access and this detail day I wished I had. I had my eyes closed and was picturing in my drumhead what my mom looked like bare when I heard her clear her throat.
I looked up and there, leaning against my door frame watching me, was my mother. I froze like a deer in the headlights and for some foreign reason made no attack to plow myself. In fact, I still had my hand wrapped around my shaft and stopped mid stroke. There was no denying what I was doing and I have no idea how yearn she had been standing there.
All I could say when my big brain started working again was,"Shit !"
Mom, being the super cool fair sex that she is simply said,"If you make a mess of your sheets, wash them. And next clip, have trusted the threshold is closed."She then turned, closed my door and I heard her walk away.
I just lay there still holding my rapidly deflating hammer until it was completely soft before I got up and got dressed. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat just knowing that I was going to get an bawling out for what I was doing. Mom was cooking breakfast and asked if I wanted some.
Quietly, with my top dog hung down in ignominy I said,"Yes ma'am."The fact that she had seen me jerking off was bad enough, I am just glad I wasn't putting words to what I was seeing in my fountainhead. She was standing with her back to me and I couldn't supporter but notice the way her jeans were hugging her ass. I could finger myself starting to respond to what I was seeing so I had to change the guinea pig to get my mind off her ass, quickly.
"Why aren't you working today ?"
"Eh, I thought I would take a day off and just cling out. I haven't had a Sabbatum off in nearly six month. I felt like I was due. I thought you might be planning on hanging out too, I just didn't know how much you would be hanging out."
I blushed severely at her remark because I wasn't exactly sure what she meant. I began to apologize,"I am so blue mom. I didn't know you were home. I wouldn't have been doing that if I had known. Even with the door closed I never would have done that if I knew you were here. I am so sorry."
She turned to me with a frypan full of Sir Francis Bacon in her hired hand. As she began to put it on our plates she said to me,"There is nothing ill-timed with what you were doing. It is perfectly innate. That is why I am not upset. It is just not what I expected to see first matter on a Sabbatum dawn. It actually took me by surprise. Like I said, I don't fear if you jerk off, masturbate, or whatever you want to call it. Just don't make a passel and if you do, clean it up. And side by side time, whether you think I am home or not, close your door."
I couldn't believe it. She wasn't mad at all. In fact it seemed to me that she didn't care if I was rubbing one out. I let out a sigh of relief.


I was taking a rare Saturday off from body of work and had just got up and dressed when I headed toward the kitchen to get a pot of coffee on. There is almost cypher better to wake you up than a skilful cup of coffee. I walked by Kevin's room on my way to the kitchen and just did see some movement out of the corner of my eye. I backed up to see what it was and couldn't believe what I was seeing. I wasn't surprised to see him masturbating he is nineteen after all. What surprised me was what he had his hand wrapped around. His father was not as marvellous as he is nor was he as well endowed. X was a good upstanding ten inches and fairly thick-skulled but Kevin, OH MY GOD !, he was huge. He was at least 12 inches at least. It looked like he had stacked drink bum on top of each other and covered it with skin. I have never seen a prick so large in all my spirit.
I couldn't help but stop and watch out. I could feel that companion tingle down below as I watched him stroking that glorious rod. I couldn't help but to imagine it destroying my pussy. It had been so long since I had something not made out of silicone in my cunt that it started drooling. I had to lean against the room access bod to maintain my balance as I could find my genu getting sapless. It took all my self-will to keep the fact that he was my son in the forefront of my mind. All I could see was that beautiful cock.
Now he is sitting in front of me and I can state that it is starting to grow down the leg of his pants. Is that because he didn't goal or could he sustain been looking at my ass while I was at the kitchen range ? Fuck ! I need to get place ! Knowing that there is a kitty destroying stopcock like that hanging out in my home is going to drive me insane. It looks like me and the pencil eraser retaliator have a date tonight. If he hangs around where I can see him today I might throw to actuate that escort up to this afternoon.
I don't know why I have never thought about it before now but I have never had"the talk"with him. I guess it is something I expected Adam to do.
"Honey,"I said as I sat down to eat."Have you had the dame and the bees talk with anyone ?"
He started blushing and turned about three spook of red."Uh, no. Not really. Why ?"
"I was just wondering what you know about men and women and sex. Besides what you have seen in porn on the internet."I know it is unseasonable on so many levels but I have to try to fancy out how to get that monstrosity in me, and I don't care at this point which hole it goes in. I can't believe I am sitting here talking to my son trying to figure out a way to make out him. I have to be careful or it could end up very bad.



I knew better than to lie to my female parent. She seemed to always know. I guess she wanted to know what I knew after seeing me this morning.
"Tell me what you know. Use whatever words you know if you don't know the right words. I am not trying to lay down you uncomfortable I want to help you get it right. Too many parents don't talk to their nipper about sex so you end up with pregnant teenager or some disease that will deflower you for life. I don't want that to pass to you."
I was still a little uncomfortable despite what she said but I knew there was no way to get out of it.
"I know that when I guy sees a char that turns him on he gets a hard on."I can't believe I just said difficult on in strawman of my female parent."If they want to cause sex he puts the hard on in her, uh, purulent, and they, uh, fuck."Holy shit ! I just said pussy and fuck too. Awesome."Then he cums and she gets pregnant."I sat there waiting for her response.
She sat quietly as if digesting what I had just said. She finished chewing the intellectual nourishment she had in her rima oris and then said,"Basically that is compensate. But, there is Thomas More to it than that. I tell you what, let's coating eating and then we can talk about it in a little more particular in the life way. I think it might conduct a while."
We finished eating in silence and when we had finished we cleaned up our passel. We each grabbed a deglutition out of the fridge and then went to sit in the support room. I sat in the lounger as usual and she sat on the couch and turned to face me.
"Alright,"she said."Just so you know, I am not going to use the medically make up terms like penis and vagina. I don't like them because I think they sound silly."
"Uh, okay."
"Now, what you said in there was basically correct, however, like I said, there is more to it than that. First of all, I hope that you only have sex with someone you love. Sex can be fun but you should never just go out looking for sex just to have fun. Too many people do and they end up a parent when they don't want to be or you could end up with something that Ajax won't get off. You with me so far ?"
I could only nod. I didn't like the idea that I could become a Father if I had sex with someone I didn't beloved. Scary.
"Can I seize that you have seen a naked woman on the cyberspace a time or two ?"
Again I only nodded.
"Do you know what the parts of a cleaning lady's sexual organ, her cunt, are ?
"I know there are lips."
"Yes, there are lips.
I could tell that my mom was having a concentrated fourth dimension with this. I don't know why. She is a woman and who better to teach a guy about sex that the kind of person he wants to get sex with.



I couldn't help but think that I was in over my head. Kevin is a very level-headed guy and I know that he knows a lot of this stuff ; he just doesn't know that he knows. I venture percentage of the reason that I am having a backbreaking time with this is because, to put it bluntly, I want to fuck him and have him burst me in half with that monster putz of his. I am so going to hell.
I think I have figured out a way to teach him how to be a ripe fan and get the sex ed out of the way at the same clip. I am not going to try to explain it to him. Nope. I am going to show him.
"Honey, are you a virgin ?"His blushing told me the answer immediately even if his sassing did not."It's okay if you are. Everyone is a virgin at some point in thither life. Yes, even I was a virgin once.
flavour. There are various ways to do this, instruct you about the doll and the bees. However, I have never understood why it always has to be a talk. Besides, talking to you about sex is not really going to gift you the information you need to please your lover when it gets to that point. I have an idea and I want you to consider it carefully before you respond. It is a somewhat improper way to teach you what you need to know but it is probably the most effective way I know how to do it. Would you like to get it on what it is ?"
He just sat there staring at me like he had no clue what I was talking about and just nodded his head.
"Okay. Just for the role of"teaching"you about this clobber, me and you are going to day of the month. Like young man and girlfriend. However, we are only going to do so in the privacy of the mansion. Are you okay with that ?"
"Uh, mom, do you mean we have to kiss and stuff ?"
He was so cute. A guy his size talking like a scared little kid.
"For educational purpose only. I want you to get laid how to blab to a woman and how to treat her before you even get close to having sex. Don't headache ; I am as scared about this as you are. I've never had to have the talk with anyone before. My mom just told me to wait for my wedding night to have sex for the first fourth dimension. She said it would all get naturally to me. Fortunately I didn't take her advice and here you are."



My mom was telling me that her and me were going to act like girlfriend and boyfriend around the house. Holy crap. I have never kissed a missy before. What if I do it wrong ? I have never even held a girls hand. I started sweating at this point and my leg started shaking.
"calm down beloved. This is a first for both of us. The maiden thing you have to do is spill the beans to me. Before you ask me out on a day of the month you have to get to roll in the hay me a petty bit, okay ?"
"What do I ask you ?"
"Whatever you want. I tell you what, let's go outside so I can set this up right."
She got up and headed out the room access. I had no clue where she was going as she got in the motortruck and told me to get in as well. She fired up the truck and drove down through the Grant Wood to the creek the borders our land on the Dixie. When she came to a glade near the creek she backed the motortruck up toward the brook and stopped. She then got out and told me to follow her. She let the tailgate down and hopped up on in and sat down.
"Okay. Here is the scenario. I am a young lady at the bonfire and you see me and cogitate I am salutary looking. What do you do ?"
I was as nervous as I have ever been. I have never approached a good looking woman and talked to her without a good reason. This was going to be laborious than I thought.
"Oh, Kevin. One more thing, I am not mom right now. My name is Kelly."
She had left the radio on in the truck and it was playing some country music. I walked away from her for a second to get my intellection together. I looked back to where she was sitting and from where I stood I was simply looking at a very attractive cleaning lady, one that, given the right circumstances, I would care to adjoin.
Nervously I walked up to her with my drink in my script and simply said,"Hi. I'm Kevin."
"Hi. I'm Kelly. shit you're tall."
I blushed a little at that.
"Just a niggling. Are you here with anyone ?"
Mom dropped out of persona for a instant and said,"commodity. You have to know who you are dealing with when you first meet someone. You don't want to be hitting on some other guy's girlfriend. That is very uncool. Okay, back to Weary Willie now. Yeah, I'm here with a couple of my lady friend. The left me here so they could go public lecture to some guy cable they know."
"well that sucking. desire me to stay and keep you company until they get back ?"
rachis to mom mode again."Good. Never just invite yourself to hang out with individual. Ever. That is rude. You did good asking me if I wanted you to bide. Most girls will adjudicate the import they meet you if they think you are worth pursuing. If they don't think so some of them will shoot a line you off politely by saying something like"no, I'm proficient"while others are not going to be so prissy and they might simply say,"fuck off asshole ”. Just remember, it is always her decision if she wants to be with you. Okay, back to Kelly. That would be great. Have a seat."
I sat down on the tailgate beside Kelly and didn't know what to do at this point in time. constituent of me wanted to grab her and kiss her but instinctively I knew that was not what I was supposed to be doing. Mom just sat there patiently waiting for me to say something. The problem was, I didn't know what to say.
"If you don't acknowledge me,"mom said,"you have to ask inquiry to see things out."
I got it."So, where are you from ?"
"I'm from Elizabeth Merriwether Gilmer. You ?"
"I'm from right here in Brightwood."
"aplomb. What variety of oeuvre do you do ? Okay, this is a very touchy affair that Eugene Curran Kelly is asking you. If you tell her that you work for your mom's lumber caller she might mean that you have money. If that is the case you can never be sure if she is after you or the money. Don't lie ; just tell her all she needs to know. Remember, you just met her and roll in the hay zippo about her. You have no idea what kind of woman she is."
"Okay I got it. I work for a local lumber company."
"Cool. I am an office manager for my uncles company. She just told you that she works for house and that she is an part manager. For her to be telling you that much entropy she wants you to know that she has a comely job and it is fairly secure so she doesn't"need"you. That means that if she let's you keep sitting here talking to her that she might be interested in you. Might being the key word there. There is no guarantee."
"So, what do you do when you aren't at work ?"
"commodity question. What she tells you will let you bang if you have any commons sake. Not a deal breaker when trying to get to know someone though if you don't have any common pursuit, but it does help oneself. I like to show, go fishing, camping, just about anything outdoors."
"That makes two of us. What kind of stuff do you read ?"I couldn't believe how easy this is. I always thought that there was some secret formula for getting a fille to go out with you.
"You're doing beneficial. Asking her personal interrogation and actually listening to what she says instead of letting your mind drift. You're doing right so far. Oh, one matter though."
"What ?"
"My eyes are up here."She pointed to her middle and I blushed again. She had just busted me staring at her breasts.
"Sorry."
"Don't be no-count. That is a instinctive chemical reaction to a young lady with tits. Especially a miss with pap like these."I couldn't believe it as she grabbed her tit and squeezed them together and up with her cubitus causing her cleavage to swell. That wasn't the only matter that she was causing to intumesce."Carry on."
"I just asked what you like to read."
"Oh yeah, sorry, my go then. Well, I like Steven King."
"That's cool. He isn't my outset choice but he's a good author. I generally prefer something a little less intense. I like a good secret record book that has some comedic ingredient to it."
"Really ? You don't expression like a reader to be good. I figured all you would study would be Playboy."
I could tell apart she was trying to take in a joke so I made one rachis."nonentity"reads"Playboy."
Mom actually laughed at that gag. sang-froid. This metre I decide that we should take this show on the road because I was starting to get hungry. I stayed in character though just to see what would befall."Listen, this company is getting boring. You want to go get a morsel to eat or something ?"
Mom looked at her watch and noticed that it really was getting to be near lunchtime. She stayed in character as well when she asked,"Are you going to drive ?"
"Of course of instruction. Do you necessitate to come up your friends and let them know you are going ?"
"Nah. I'll just text them. Their probably doing the horizontal bop somewhere anyway."
I stood up and offered mom my hand."aplomb. Your chariot awaits madam."
I walked hired man in helping hand with her to the passenger side of the motortruck and opened the door for her. I knew that I needed to continue in character to see what was going to happen.
"Thank you,"she said as she climbed in. I closed the door and went to get in the other side.
"O.K. Kevin, you are doing ripe so far. See, talking to a woman isn't so grueling if you are really just talking and not trying to just get in her pants. Woman like for you to take an interest in things they care about, even if you don't care about them. Now, let's go eat. I'm hungry."
"Yes Kelly."
We went to the restaurant that is on the main road toward Grandview and ate lunch, pretending that it was ten o'clock at night. After we ate I suggested that I should drive her home. She agreed. We went back to our house and I"dropped her off"at her front door. As she was getting out of the truck I told her,"I had a good clock time tonight."
"Thanks, I did too."She stood there for a bit before I realized what I should do at this point.
"Listen, do you think we could do this again sometime ? I'd really alike to see you again."
"I'd like that. Are you occupy Fri night ?"
"No, not at all. You want to go see a pic and maybe get dinner ?"
"That would be great. pluck me up around seven ?"
"I can do that. I had a undecomposed prison term tonight Kelly. I'll talk to you later."I"drove off"twenty dollar bill feet to the parking spot.
Mom had already gone in the house by the clip that I got out of the truck. I didn't see her when I came through the doorway so I assumed that she had already gone up to her room. I decided that if I was going out on a date tonight that I should get some eternal rest. Although I hadn't done any forcible working class my mind had been working overtime. I lay down on my bed and was out almost instantly.
"Wake up Kevin. You have a date that you have to get ready for."I cocked one eye open and mom was standing over me wearing zip but a smile and a towel. Needless to say, the towel didn't go completely around her big framed trunk. As she turned to get out I had a everlasting view of her ass. My cock instantly sprang to life. I don't know if she did it on function or not but just as she was getting ready to walk out of my way the towel fell.
"Oops."That was all she said as she bent over at the waist to pick the towel up. If my dick was laborious just seeing her ass I could let cut diamonds with it after that show. Her beautiful ass and cleanly shaven cunt were staring at me. Her large pap were hanging slightly. I had always thought if my mom hang over that her tits, being as big as they were, would hang considerably but they did not. They were firmer than I would cause ever imagined. She grabbed the towel up and simply walked back into her room.
I hopped out of bed and jumped in the cascade. As much as I wanted to I resisted the itch to take charge of business. After shaving I got dressed in a nice twosome of jeans and a nice clit down shirt that I didn't tuck in. A couple of sprays of Koln and I was ready to go. I hadn't seen mom since she had left my room so I imagined she was getting ready as well. It was then that I had an idea. If this was supposed to be a appointment then I should nibble her up and not just escort her to the truck. I went alfresco and called mom's cell phone.
When she answered it she knew who it was because of caller-out I.D. Still, she said,"hello ?"
I was actually a petty unquiet so I stuttered a picayune bit."Uh, is this Grace Patricia Kelly ?"
"Yes,"she was already in type."Who is this ?"
"It's Kevin. We met the former night at the bonfire."
"Oh, right."She actually sounded stimulate."Are you on your way to pick me up ? It's almost seven now."
"I'll be pulling up in front end of your house in just a second."I backed down the driveway a ways and pulled up and parked in some random position near the straw man door."As a matter of fact, I am here now."
"okey. I'll be out in a second. Bye."





I could not trust it. I was actually getting butterfly in my stomach. I should not be this nervous going out on a"engagement"with my son. Although, he is a lot more handsome than I ever noticed before. I hurried to get myself together before I went out to meet him. He was really getting into this whole role-playing thing. I just hope I can hold back it going as well. It is actually turning me on to hear him calling me Eugene Curran Kelly instead of mom. I wonder if he will try to buss Kelly tonight. God I hope so.
I was just grabbing my purse when the bell rang. well job Kevin, coming to the door to get me. Very posh. I will have to remember to honour you for that. As I opened the doorway there he stood holding a bouquet of blossom that had obviously been a lowest bit thought as they were out of my flowerbed beside the porch. That's okay though. It was a very thoughtful and romantic gesture ; besides, Kelly won't know that they are not store bought.
"Kevin, wow."I took the heyday and made a show of sticking my nozzle in them and inhaling deeply."They're beautiful. I love them. Let me just go put these in some urine and we can go. You want to come in ?"
"Sure."He stepped into the living elbow room and looked around nervously like he had never been in here before. It was so cute. I could recite that he was as unquiet as I was because he couldn't viewpoint still.
"Hey Kevin, could you come in here for a secondment please. I need a vase but it is out of my reach."
"Anytime."I pointed to the one I wanted that really was out of my reach without my step fecal matter. He grabbed it and handed it down to me before I filled it with water and stuck the flowers in it.
"Thanks."Stood on m tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I could find my in spite of appearance waver as my mouth touched his liquid skin. He had shaved and put on cologne water. Impressive.
He held the door for as we left the house and then held the door for me again when we got in the truck. My Son is such a gentleman.




I couldn't trust how good Princess Grace of Monaco looked. She easily looked ten age younger than she really was. She was wearing a very tight fitting pair of jean that hugged her womanly shape perfectly. A snug fitting Virginia tech shirt proudly displayed her chest with the"V"and the"T"each getting their own boob. There was also ample cleavage showing in the cryptic cut v-neck. While her back was turned I adjusted myself in case something came up, I didn't want it to be obvious.
After we got in the hand truck we headed for Grandview that was 80 miles away. Along the way Grace Kelly told me that I was doing a dependable job so far and that if I kept on at this rate I would be able to talk to any woman I wanted to. I wasn't sure if I believed her but it was Nice to get word her say so.
During the drive we chatted about all form of things. Nothing of any rattling importance but I did get a piffling expert idea of who my mom was. She told me that she really did rise up in Elizabeth Merriwether Gilmer and that she had fallen for my dad the night she graduated high school day. She said that there was an after graduation party and he happened to be there. She said that since he was the only guy there that was taller than her she had to go lecture to him.
About a yr after they started dating she became pregnant and being the nice guy that he was, as well as being madly in love with her, he proposed. He had worked as the overseer at the lumberyard before my grandparent's death. His parents were ecstatic when they found out they were going to be grandparents. Her mom, on the early hired hand, was less than pleased. She tried to force her to cause an abortion but since she was nineteen by this point there really wasn't anything she could do. She could, however, throw her out of the business firm and that is exactly what she did.
Mom told me that she slept in her car that first night and that she nearly froze to death. She was scared and didn't know what to do so she went to talk to my dad's mom. When she told my grandma what had happened grandma hit the ceiling. Apparently grandma knew quite a few words that church-going ladies weren't supposed to recognise. I laughed at that image. After she calmed down she told my mom that she was going to move in with her and my grandpa. A few months later her and my dad were married in a serenity ceremony in my grandparent's backyard. Her mother didn't attend.
I was amazed at how easy I found it to spill to my mom after I stopped calling her mom. It was as if there was some patch keeping me from saying what was on my mind. By calling her Kelly, her rattling name by the way, it was like I was talking to somebody totally dissimilar. I told her about how I was originally terrified of her proposition but was too pock to evidence her so. I then made sure to say her that since we have began this little"experiment"that I have come to realize just how cool it really is.
We got to a little steakhouse in Grandview and went inside. When we were shown to our table I pulled out mom professorship and helped her get seated before taking my own seat. I had seen it done in an old movie and the female child in the movie was impressed by the gesture. The footling old lady at the table beside us smiled at me as I took my posterior since her and mom were sitting across the isle from each other.
Dinner was going well and we were having a undecomposed conversation about what I wanted to do with the relaxation of my biography when I felt something brush up against my leg. At first I thought is was just mom crossing her legs and hitting mine with her ft. When it kept going I knew that it was mom rubbing her foot up and down my leg. The consequence was the fact that I knew I wouldn't be capable to stand up for a few minutes at least. The one eyed creature in my bloomers was trying to come out and I was thinking of any and everything possible to keep open it from happening. The in conclusion matter I wanted was to be in a restaurant full of mass and have to get up with a hard on.
I looked at Princess Grace of Monaco and she just smiled. She stopped rubbing her foot up and down my leg long enough to tilt across the table and whisper to me,"Sometimes, when a missy really like a guy, she will do matter like that to see where it leads."With the look that was in her centre when she said that, I didn't know if she was being serious or not.
We finished our dinner without any further incidents and as we were walking back to the truck she told me,"When you got up to go to the convenience, the old lady that was sitting beside me said ‘ you better hang on to that man, he obviously loves you more than life itself ’. I looked her heterosexual in the middle and told her, ‘ don't worry, I will."
I opened the threshold for her and she climbed in. When I got in I asked her,"What do you want to see ?"
She got ready to say something and stopped. She paused for a moment and said,"I don't know Kevin. What's even playing ?"
"Hmm, dear question. I don't really know either. I guess we will just go to the dramaturgy and bod it out once we're there."
"auditory sensation skillful to me."
We went to the field of operations and discovered that we had picked the regretful week in the earthly concern to go see a film. There was cipher acting that we really wanted to see. I looked at Gene Kelly and she was looking at me after noticing the dreadful excerption."You want to go do something else ?"I asked her.
Her eye lit up like it was Xmas morning. I couldn't Tell if she was really excited or if she was acting when she asked in a sultry whisper as her hand was rubbing up and down my arm,"What did you have in mind ?"
I wanted to tell her that I wanted to take her somewhere and fuck her brainiac out but I thought I better not say that. Even if we were acting a bit she was still my mom and I didn't want her to get it on that I really did want her.
"What do you need to do ?"I thought I would roleplay it prophylactic and put the ball in her court.
"fountainhead, we could just go for a movement. Maybe head down toward Miller's pool and watch the stars."
"Holy squat !"I thought to myself. I have heard of Miller's pond and there was only one cause that people went there after nighttime. I know she was pretending to be a lady friend my age, or was she, but I wasn't ready for that. Nervously I said,"Uh, okay."
She leaned against me as we walked back toward the truck. I could smell whatever she washed her hairsbreadth with and it smelled like Banksia integrifolia in the spring. That and her scent were intoxicating and having an effect on me that I didn't want her to posting. I opened the door for her again and after I got in we headed for Henry Miller's pond.





I don't believe that I actually suggested that we go to miller's pond. That is where he was conceived. I'm a little queasy. I am sure he has heard the stories of what goes on there after shadow. It is the fan's lane of this neck of the woodwind and even the bull don't go out there after nighttime. Not because it is unsafe but because the road is so rough that more than a few multitude have gotten stuck trying to get in or out. You definitely need a four-wheeled driving to get there. Thank god we are driving the motortruck and not the car.
I was leaning on him as we walked back to the truck and could smell his cologne, a deep musky, and manly smell. It was making me tingle where I shouldn't have been tingling. God I wanted him so bad. I know that is wrongfulness but it was reliable. Every time that he opened a door for me or pulled out my chair, even when he stood up as I got up from the table I could feel my cunt getting wet. It was refreshing to see somebody as young as him acting like a valet de chambre. I don't know if he was doing it because I was his mom and I taught him to do that or if he actually did it because he knew it was the right affair to do.
I could feel the heating radiating off him as we walked to the truck. His implements of war were huge from all the manual labor he did in the lumberyard. He was a hulk and I wanted his whale in me before the Night was out.
I still couldn't believe that he went along with this unharmed affair. I am an old lady compared to him and that fact that he was acting like I was someone his own age was still somewhat strange to me. Did he secretly want me as much as I did him ? It really didn't seem to hard for him to throw in calling me mom and start calling me Kelly. I like hearing him call me Kelly. I t doesn't remind me at every bout that he is my son and that what I want to do to him is, not only a sin, but also illegal in most states.





As we turned out onto the main road Kelly slid across the seat so that she was sitting flop beside me. I didn't brain since her left breast was rubbing my decently arm as I shifted gears and turned the steering bicycle. In fact, the fact that I had my hired man almost in her crotch when I shifted to fourth gear wheel made me desire to continue stopping and starting. I am sealed I could feel the heat from her pussy radiating through her jeans.
We made trade good time and twenty minutes later I shifted in to four-wheel drive and started easing my way down the route, at least that is what they called it, to Arthur Miller's pond. Surprisingly there was no one else around that we could see. I drove around to the back of the pond before she pointed out an overgrown road to the right.
"If I remember correctly Kevin, if you take this road you can get to a fiddling cove that is totally cover from everywhere else on the pond. I used to come back here years ago with your father."
This was the get-go time that she had broken character in a while, but I guess she didn't want me to think that Kelly was some kind of slut that slept around in her younger days.
cover in graphic symbol she said,"Ooh, this is exciting. Do you have any mind where this might lead ?"
I knew where I wanted it to direct but instead of saying what I was thinking I said,"No idea at all. I'm just winging it here. I hope it leads somewhere good though."
"Me too, babe. Me too."She said that in barely a whisper and I don't think she realized I heard it. I was getting more than and more excited the farther we drove. Soon we were in a little clarification that was mostly overgrown but still big enough to turn around in without hitting anything. Off to the leftfield we could just make out the shore of the pond. I backed up towards the shore before getting out and opening her doorway. Once she was out I grabbed a blanket that I kept behind the rump just in grammatical case we might need it later.
She had quit commenting on how I was doing and what I should do a spell ago. I was assuming, hopefully correctly, that if I did something wrong she would stop me and tell me. I let the tailgate down and spread the mantle in the bed of the truck. We both hopped up on the tailboard and laid back, our legs hanging over the end.
"This is beautiful,"she said as she looked up at the stars.
I was looking at her and said,"It sure is."
She looked in my direction and noticed that I was looking at her when I said that. Despite the darkness that was all around us I knew she blushed. She rolled over on her aright position and I rolled over to my left. She had her head propped up on her hand and I was leaning on my elbow just admiring her beauty.
Still in character she asked,"Kevin, I know we just met, but would you be offended if I wanted to osculate you ?"
What ? Offended ? Why in the world would I be offended ? The most beautiful woman in the mankind to me was asking me if I would be offended if she wanted to osculate me. Only a crazy man would say yes. I kept myself from doing back pass and shouting for joy and simply said, honestly,"No Kelly. I wouldn't be offended. In fact I feel honored that you would want to snog me."
With that she leaned in slowly, her lips gliding toward mine, and closed her eyes. I leaned toward her as well and could feel the butterfly stroke in my stomach going dotty. The instant our lips touched is a import that I will think back for the rest of life history. My mind exploded like a gasoline tanker in a Nitrospan manufactory. It was a hundred firework shows going on at once. Every nerve ending in my body was screaming in pleasure.
That first of all kiss only lasted for a second, or maybe a hundred years, I'm not really sure. All I knew was that I wanted it to pass again. We pulled away from each early and stared into each others eyes. I think we were both trying to gauge the reaction of the other.
"Wow. What was that ?"
She replied almost out of breath,"I know, right ?"
We pounced on each former at that degree. I never gave thought to the fact that she was my mother. At this point she was just a beautiful womanhood that wanted me as much as I wanted her. Our hands began to roam over as often of each other as we could attain. Our backtalk were smashed together and our tongues were dancing the tango.
I could feel her enormous bosom pressed into my chest. I had to sense them. I let my right hand move up her dead body and only paused at her belly long enough to see if she would object. I felt one and then quickly felt the former. There was no move to stop me. In fact she moaned into our kiss and seemed to conjure her breasts into my paw a little harder. I found her pap through the slender material of her T-shirt and the thin bra that she was wearing. They were vast and swollen. I gently rolled one between my thumb and digit and that made her moan even more. I grabbed a smattering of tit and squeezed gently. This only served to rouse her even more and caused her to pres her pelvic arch in tightly to mine.
There was no incertitude that she could feel the erection that I had from the moment we first kissed. In fact I thought that I could feel her grinding on it. I knew how far I wanted this to go but was afraid to press the offspring. I was letting her lead this expedition.
I knew how far this was going to go when she broke our kiss and breathlessly said,"You have way to many jazz clothes on. Get ‘ em off if you want to keep them."She began stripping and I did the Saame. second later we were both fully nude wrapped up in each others arms cuddling and groping again.
I was running my helping hand through her fuzz and down her spine until I was cupping that magnificent ass of hers. She was constantly moaning as if my touch anywhere on her torso was about to send her into orgasm. I let my hands run back up her consistence and toward her luscious tits again, this time with nothing to go along me from really marveling at their shape and size of it. Her teat were as big as dimes and nearly an in long. I moved from the wonderfulness that was her sass and moved my lip to her tit. I began to imbibe on it hungrily as I let my hand snake its way down her flat belly to her clean-shaven pussy. It was hot and wet.
A sweetie menses of her womanly succus was coating my fingers as I rubbed my helping hand back and away across her swollen lips. When I would make contact with her clit she would stop moving for just a second. At the Saame time that I slid a digit into her hole and noticed just how tight she was I could finger her digit wrapping around the cinch of my swollen tool. We began to fuck off each former slowly.
Her breathing was getting grievous as she pushed me away. I thought I had done something untimely but was assured I hadn't when she slid down so that her cheek was in straw man of my manhood. I could only imagine what was going to happen as her backtalk opened and she ran her spit along the length of my dick. She gabbed my erection and lifted it so that she could then lick my balls. The belief was ineffable. She licked one and then the other before licking her way back toward the head of my putz. She was slowing stroking the portion of my hawkshaw that she had just licked until she got to the head. Before I knew what was happening she had swallowed half of my cock. I could feel it hitting the rear of her pharynx. I knew there was no way she was going to get all of my 12 inch in her throat. Not that it was too longsighted, but it was just too big around. She bobbed her head teacher on my cock for a minute devising sure it was in effect and covered in her saliva and then she did what I didn't think was possible. She seemed to rare back and impaled her head on my throbbing member. I could find my cock halfway to her stomach. She held it there for just a second before coming back up for air. Her eyes locked on mine as she took a breathing space and repeated the process again. I couldn't believe it.
My mind was nearly in overload. I came to my senses just long enough to whimper,"Oh, god Weary Willie. I'm going to cum."
She pulled her mouth of my straining tool just long enough to say,"Do it !"
That was all it took. I felt my balls tighten as I began to shoot my creamy load straight into her stomach. She pulled back so just the head was in her mouth and tried to suck the cover into my son of a bitch. It felt as if she was sucking the cum out of my throbbing cock instead of it shooting into her lip. I was about gear up to pass out from pleasance when, with a final lap around the chief, she pulled her lips off and licked them like she had just had the comfortably tasting food in the macrocosm.
I could barely move. She had nearly sucked the energy straight from my soul but I felt obliged to return the favor. I managed to slide us both down so that she was at the end of the tailgate and I was kneeling on the ground. This put me at the perfective height to look directly into her beautiful pussy. Without a moments disinclination I licked her for the very first fourth dimension. I flattened my tongue and licked from her shit to her clit in one fell swoop. She grabbed hold of my nous with both hands. I had no estimate what I was doing but paid special attending to what her eubstance was doing. I then licked the crease where her pegleg met her pussy. She quivered and moaned. I knew that I didn't want to work her clit immediately so I took my clip teasing her other parts.
I kissed down one lip and up the side by side. Her slit was drooling profusely by this clip. I stiffened my natural language and shoved it as far into her twat as I could get it. She wailed in surprise and bucked her pelvis up in effort to get it bass. I fucked her with my tongue until it hurt. I then clamped my oral fissure over her hock pickle and sucked for all I was worth. I was rewarded with a utter full of distaff cum and yet I didn't stoppage. She was still quivering and moaning when I shoved two very big finger's breadth into her cunt. I hooked them upward feeling for the maculation I knew would take her over the boundary.
When I finally found her G-spot she orgasmed again. Her cum spilling around my fingers and I licked it up as fast as I could. It was the with child savoring thing I had ever had in my back talk and I wanted more. Thanks to years of watching porn I knew just how to get it. I locked my mouth over her clit and began sucking on it as I flicked it with my natural language. Between that and my finger constantly massaging her inner cum button I was rewarded with a massive sexual climax that tried to swim me by spraying my cheek with cum. She fell mute as her back arch and her entire organic structure went stiff. It was a serious minute before she finally came down.
She looked at me with pleading eyes when they finally opened and hoarsely whispered,"Fuck me."
Never one to resist a lady I stood up and lined my once again laborious cock up with her love tunnel. I pushed slowly until the pass was just starting to open her up.
"Go slowly. That matter is going to hurt."I looked at her with an"are you sure"flavour on my fount."Do it. Just go slow."
I pushed the psyche of my monstrosity inside her slowly. I could see the look of pain on her brass as well as the face of pure animalistic luxuria. Ever so slowly I pushed forward. It was not a doubtfulness of was she wet enough. It was a motion of how far and how fast she could stretch.
Her pussy was cockeyed. There was no doubtfulness about it. There was, however, doubt on my end as to whether or not it would fit in any farther. I pulled back and pushed in a little more. She moaned and her optic rolled back in her head. I knew in my gut that this was the way to go so I did it again. A few Thomas More pumps and a couple more inch later she orgasmed yet again. It continued this way for a few minutes. Every twosome of inch she would orgasm until it felt like they weren't individual orgasms anymore but one long continuous one. Finally I hit tush and stopped. Her breathing was labored and shallow.
"Are you okay ?"I was genuinely have-to doe with for her at this point.
Somehow she managed to breath out,"Never been better. Fuck me now. Just go slow."
I began to piston my prick into her incredibly tight snatch as slow as I could. After a few min I could find her loosening up a bit and she managed to tell me to go faster. I did. I began to pump into her faster and faster. Her sexual climax were coming one right after another. After a few minutes she told me to discontinue. I didn't want to but I reluctantly pulled out.
"Get up here and lay down."
I crawled up into the bed of the truck and did as I was told. She straddled my waist and lifted herself up far enough to berth my prick at her entrance. She eased down on it until the head teacher was just inside. I couldn't believe it when she slammed herself down on it until the intact thing was buried in her gut. I felt like I was in her pharynx. It was tight before but I must experience went through her cervix it was so tight. I thought she was going to squeeze the head off. After she adjusted to the size of it for a present moment she began to spread out her pelvis, grinding her clit on my pelvis as she did. second later I felt her rise up and impale herself again. She began raising up and slamming down on me as hard and as fast as she could.
I was mesmerized watching her giant titty bounce in time to her actions. I reached up and took one in each hand marveling at how firm yet soft they were. I tweaked her nipples and she screamed in joy. I pulled them a minuscule harder and she came again.
"wrench them harder,"she managed to get out somehow, her hint as labored as it was. I pulled them even harder and she came again. I was getting close and I told her that I was about to cum again.
"wrench my nipples harder and cum in me."I pulled them even harder and gave them a little twist and I think they heard her orgasm in the next county. The feel of her pussy convulsing on my cock was enough to induce me to erupt. I bathed her womb in my baby batter for what seemed like hr.
She passed out on my chest still impaled on my rooster. I couldn't blame her. She had been in a near state of never-ending sexual climax for a secure thirty minute. I lay there gently rubbing her back thinking that I was the luckiest guy on the face of the planet until she finally came to.
She looked a little alienated before asking,"Did I pass out ?"
I kissed her lightly on the mouth and said,"Yes my darling girl, you did."
With my slowly deflating pecker still inside her she said,"Wow. That's never happened before. We are going to have to do that again."
Yes. This wasn't a once in a lifetime fantasy fulfilled. I could get used to this. It was then that she burst my bubble.
"But, it's going to give birth to wait until I can walk normally again. That hurt like hellhole, but I wouldn't have missed it for anything in the world."She kissed me passionately before pulling back and saying,"You know, we need to be getting home."
"Yeah, I know."I managed to get my thoughts in order before I said,"I'll drop you and then head home. Can we go out again side by side weekend if you aren't busy ?"
"I'd sexual love to."
We managed to get up and get dressed, although she moved a trivial slowly, and then climb in the truck for the ride base. I dropped her at the door like before and went to park the truck. When I walked in the mansion she was standing at the end of the hallway like she was waiting for me to get inside. The arcminute she opened her mouthpiece I knew that she was mom again.
"How was your engagement infant ?"
"It was marvellous mom. Kelly is freaking awesome. We are going out again next week."
"I'm gladiolus to hear it. What did y'all do ?"
I knew at this point that she was testing me and I knew that I would never and could never say anything to anyone about tonight."We went to dinner and then we went to a movie."I normally wouldn't lie to my mother but these were extenuating fortune to say the least, besides, she was there.
"Well, I'm glad y'all had fun."She came over and gave me a very unmotherly kiss."I'll see you in the morning baby. salutary night."With that she turned and walked down the hall to her room. I went to my room and fell down on the bed.
A few minutes later I heard a short tap on the threshold to my way. Since the door wasn't closed I couldn't understand why. I turned over and looked at my female parent standing there buck nude."Come on sister. Come to bed."
I got up and followed my mom back to her elbow room. I shed my wearing apparel as ready as I could and climbed under the blankets with her. I knew she was sore so I didn't endeavor to even touch her pussy. Instead I was content to wrap my arms around her and let her top dog rest on my arm. The smell of her whisker was relaxing me, as was her becalm breathing against my thorax. Soon we were both blissfully asleep, exhausted from our strenuous physical exercise .