I have a very hot mother. My friend 's tell me that, but I never needed their approving. She used to model full sentence for a calling but stopped for a while to be a mother. She worked her ass off getting back in shape and now model part-time. Nobody can reckon her real age she looks that unspoilt. She has long dark brown hair, a fantastical figure with prominent natural tits.

My friends are constantly bugging me to send them her hot modeling exposure or better yet, trying to get a picture of her raw. I never tried getting a naked exposure of her, and as for sharing her modeling photo well, my opinion was that was my larrup camber material. I just never told them that as I was afraid, that one of them would let it slip my incest fantasy about my mother. Besides, I know they have taken sneaky photos of her when they can.

I was in my room, laying on my bed jerking off to one of my mom 's photo I had saved on my tablet. I had become lax as I forgot to lock my bedroom door. I was so focused on my dirty thinking about my mom I did not try her upstairs. My mom opened my sleeping accommodation door right wing in the middle of my stroke.

She stopped right there with her sass undefendable as I quickly grabbed a pillow to plow my cock. She started to express joy,"Oh boy, I always knew I could accidentally walk in on you jerking off."

"MOM !"

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

"Now I wonder what fair sex has my son stroking his dick ?"

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

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

She just stared at the photo of herself, and I could see it running through her mind that I had incestuous thoughts about her. It was on of her sexy modeling photograph, her in jeans and white sports bra, her dungaree were loose showing off matching step-in. She glanced between the pic and my what looked like my cock a few times. I thought she would start yelling, cancel the photo but I did not bear her to handwriting me back the tablet.

"wellspring dearest, I am going to abide here and watch you give me…give my photo a nice cum tribute."

I just looked at my mom as I held my tablet in my script. She just stood by the bed looking at me, waiting for me to start jerking off to her photo again."Mom, are you life-threatening ? You really want to watch me jerk off to your picture and cum on it ? You…you don't mind ?"

"It is a bit of a blow. However, it is nice to sleep with that an honest-to-god woman, a mom, can excite the hormones of a adolescent especially her son. I know men probably jerk off to my photo online. I have to admit I always had a fantasy of watching a man jerk off and cum tribute my pic and now my son can attain that illusion come genuine. So no dear I don't mind. I want to watch you shoot your cream all over my photo."

Just hearing my mom narrate me that made my tool rock candy hard again. At starting time, I thought it would feel Wyrd stroking my dig in front of my mom, but incestuous lust is so powerful, and I found I did not mind at all. I had no government issue looking at her exposure as well as looking at her out the recession of my eye. I was stroking my cock and giving my mom a bang-up display. Her eyes were focused on my stroke which only served to turn me on even more. I was very happy to read her my stroke to her photo.

It was incredible, the intense building feel in my shaft. My mom moved closer to the bed to see me."Honey let me know when you are about to cum ; I do not desire to overlook you creaming all over my photo."

I groaned back to her,"I'm getting closer."I could feel a vast consignment building up in my cock. I wanted to give her a great cum display, so I stopped stroking for a moment to get onto my knees placing the pill on the bed. I was so ready to blow my load ; my hired man was moving lighting speed up and down my shaft. Mom started to talk dirty to me which added to the dirty incest feeling. ‘ God, you are stroking so fast for me. Your shaft is so hard, so red and take care at your swollen head.'

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

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

I know it was pure, taboo, incest lustfulness that sent me over the edge. I had shot boastfully cum load for my mom in the by, but something about her standing there, watching me and encouraging me to come all over her photo sent me over the edge.

It only took a few more CVA and listening to my mother repeatedly say ‘ ejaculate for me, do it, descend on my picture.'

My shaft stiffened in my grip, and I felt this incredible, intense and pleasurable eruption of cum. My eyes were glued to my mom 's photo. I watched with a non-white delight as jet after spurt of my cum shot across her photo. I watch my cum ropes begin to wrap up her photo. My female parent kept saying ‘ oh my god, dear, oh my god.'The pleasance I felt this sentence was far beyond any other time I jerked off to my mom. When I was done coming, I was impressed with how much had burst out of my shaft.

I looked up at my mother still holding my throbbing shaft. Her eyes were fixed on the cum covered pad of paper."Was that ok mom ?"

She glanced over at me and then back at the tablet.

"Honey ! I have never seen anyone cum so much and for me. Your father never came that a lot cream for me."She reached down grabbing the spunk covered tablet and took a finisher flavour. She looked in awe of the cum testimonial I gave her, and I was feeling proud of what I did.

I got off the bed standing in front of her naked ; my turncock was still hard bouncing up and down a bit.

"So you are not mad ? You really do not take care ?"

She placed the pad back down on the bed and looked at me. I did see her take a few prompt glances at my peter."I did tell you to do it so I can not be mad. As your mother, I should enjoin you never to do this again or speak of it to anyone. What occurred here would probably be considered incest at the risky or me being a bad mother at the least."

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

I was a footling embarrassed to tell her, but I did,"Almost every day mom."

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head."Are you serious ! ? ! You cum to me that much ? I can only imagine how much your ruttish booster do it then."She glanced at the pill again."I know I should tell you never to do this again and especially never do it when your Father is home. But I never had anyone do this for me, and it is hot…and something about you doing it to me."

She bit her lower lip for a few moments."I do not want you to twitch off to my photos again unless I am home. Then you will do it in front of me. We have to be alone. All I want you to do is tell me you want to cum tribute me and you can do it ; Is that ok ?"

I was in electric shock ; I did NOT expect to hear that from my female parent."Um…are you serious ? You want to keep an eye on me cum protection you ?"

She gave me a wicked smile."yes. I know you are going to do it. Those are my photo so I think I should birth some say as to who creams all over them and if I want to check. Do not care we will keep this a mother-son secret. And when you tell me you want to cum tribute me, I will direct a photo I want you to shroud in cream. Now you can only do this when I am domicile. When I am away on one of the trips you can not cum tribute me unless I tell you that you can. Is this agreeable ?"

My turncock said yes for me as it went completely erect again."Fuck yes mom !"

She picked up the tablet and handed it to me."Well, you better clean house this pickle up. I do not need you to destroy the lozenge, and then I have to purchase a new one. I have a impression that would become expensive."She turned, walking to the room access and turned around halfway.

"I have a feeling you are tempted to assure at least one of your friends about this. I am sure you have shared pic of me with them. I guess you do not mind if your acquaintance are having intimate view about your female parent and cumming to her every day. I guess you have a dilemma."

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

"How many sentence do we see in the newsworthiness where a teacher gets caught for having sex with educatee. It is always because individual opened their mouth and talked. And that is your quandary. If you choose to recount your friends that you cum tributed a photo in front of me, you run the risk of them not keeping it a secret, and we would get into big worry. If you tell them about our little agreement, the same affair could happen.

However, if you decide the risk of infection is acceptable, then I have a belief they will want to get along over and either pressure your mother or ask to do the Same. I wonder how much you would enjoy that seeing your acquaintance stroking their intemperate cocks in front of me, taking routine covering pic of me with their creamy cum lots. I wonder if you want to share your mother like that or if you want to keep this to yourself as you could not trust anyone not to let this secret berth out. I am not going to threaten you over this as you know what you have to lose."

She turned and left my elbow room leaving me with so many dirty thoughts and a raging hard cock. I went into my john to cleanse off my lozenge and mean about this. I knew my ally would love to know this and absolutely would require to twitch off in front of her and cum testimonial her photos every day. I did not be intimate if they could keep open quiet or if it would go suspicious to the neighbors or their parents. There was a component part of my inside disconsolate sexual slope that liked that mentation of having them taking turn of events cumming in front of my mother, but I knew I had something good, and I did not want to destroy it. This is a dark fantasy many teenage boy with sexy female parent have, at least all my friends have made it clear that if my mother were theirs, they would be doing the same thing ; and I did not want to risk my dirty incestuous desires.

Although I had a raging hard-on, I did not come on my mother again for the rest of that day. I was still diffident if she truly think what she had said to me. I did not jerk off to her as well, just in grammatical case she was serious I was wanted to spare my load for her viewing pleasure. I also felt that since my father was again on one of his trips, there was no rush to test my female parent's word. The rest of that day went normally. I did my thing, and my female parent went out to do hers. I hung out with a few friends, and as a lot as I wanted to brag about what had occurred between my mother and myself, I resisted that urge.

The next morning I woke up with my usual cockcrow wood. I put on a pair of old gym shorts in which my raging hard-on created a visible tent-like effect. I got out of bed and wandered down the to hall to my mom's bedroom. I poked my head in to see if she was there, but then the smell of freshly brewed coffee tree hit my wind, so I knew she had to be downstairs. I went back to my room, grabbed my tablet and went downstairs. I felt this was the double-dyed clip to test the arrangement my mother made with me.

I walked into the kitchen following my cadaver cock. My mother was sitting at the kitchen board sipping coffee tree as she was working on her laptop computer. She was wearing what appeared to be her little gown and nothing else. The gown barely covered her ass, and the top division was afford wide enough to dedicate me quite a smell at her large mamilla. She glanced up at me and the visible tent in my shorts.

"Good morning honey. I can see you are happy to see me."She gave another naughty smile.

"forenoon mom."I sat down following to her. I was hoping she would say something as I placed my tab on the table. She glanced at it then to me and then she took another sip of java. I knew then it was up to me to say something. I know my courage came from my lust and raging erection. I stood up so she could see how concentrated I was and then I spoke.

"So mom, um, can I give you another cum protection ?"

She did not look directly at me, but she did smiling. She said nothing as she clicked away on the computer. Then my tablet vibrated alerting me I got an e-mail. Then my mother made eye contact with me as she sipped at her coffee tree. I did not know what to do, but her eyes then spoke to me. As she sipped coffee berry, I watched her eyes look down at my pad of paper and then back up to me and then it hit me that email was from her.

I grabbed my tablet, went to my emails and saw the electronic mail from her with an adhesion. I clicked on it, and it was a photo of her in a bikini. My eyes popped out of their sockets as my cock grew even harder. Quickly I downloaded and saved the photo she sent me. She sat back in her chairperson looking at me sipping her coffee. I clicked on her photo, placed my tablet down on the boundary of the table and then hesitantly pushed my shorts down. I was still unsure that my mother was going to let me do this. She said nada and just watched me, crossing her pegleg. As she did, I got a very decent side survey of her ass, and I knew she was wearing no panties. My tool stiffened even more, and my irradiation was drooling.

She nodded her psyche a slight and motioned with her centre to go ahead and cum tribute the photo. I grabbed my throbbing shaft, looking down at the photo of mom I began to stroke. I felt even more drab pleasure stroking myself to her photo as she watched. The silence in the kitchen was a bit odd. She sat there watching me stroke my cock to her photograph. I was not making any audio or saying anything ; honestly, I did not know if I should.

After a few minutes of this uncomfortable silence, my mom leaned forward, giving me a very nice show as she placed her coffee bean next to the tablet. As she leaned forward, I could not help but see down her robe. Although I could not see her nipple or areola, I did get a very nice top purview of her orotund tits, adequate to tell that she was not wearing any bra. Just the intellection she was sitting there ‘ bare'under her gown added even more pleasure to my pecker stroking.

"It is ok if you want to moan or talk dirty about me, I mean my photograph. You do realize this is not a library, and it is just you and I in here. Don't be afraid hon."

The smile I gave my mother was my way of saying thank you and the smile she flashed back I knew was her saying you are welcome.

At 1st, I just moaned with each stroke of my cock. My eye focused on her sexy photo ; dirty opinion were racing through my mind along with the thought of covering the photo with cum. My thoughts ranged from me laying under her while she rode my cock, to picturing fucking her tits and then of trend based on the position of her in the photo, I thought of standing in front of her while she gave me a bump job.

I glanced over at her, and I could see she was enjoying watching me stroking off. I wonder if she was enjoying it because I was her son or was she enjoying watching someone stroke off to her exposure. She caught me looking at her, and she blushed a bit. Her eyes stayed focused on my mitt going up and down on my rock hard shaft as she spoke.

"I can learn you moaning, but you are not saying anything. I guess you are afraid to say anything. I understand you are still a bit shy do jerk off in front of your mother and to one of her photos."

She was make up, I was feeling shy, but I was still enjoying stroking off in front of her. Then I moaned,"Oh fuck mom you are so hot and sexy."She responded with, ‘ Mmmmm, tell me Thomas More sweetheart. recite me hot and aphrodisiacal you find your mom.'

My eyes were glued to her exposure as well as watching my mitt relocation like lighting up and down my cadaver, throbbing cock.

"Your tits are immense ! You have such a beautiful expression, and your soundbox is so sexy."

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

I felt as though she was casting a magical spell on me with her sultry voice. Something about the way she talked to me was driving me wild and coaxing me to say more. I still could palpate my inner self-filtering what I wanted to say all the extremely ill-gotten, vivid desires.

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

"Oh, honey ! You want to give your mom a cum exhibitioner ?"

I noticed how she kept referring to herself in the 3rd person. I guess she wanted a bit of separation although when she kept saying ‘ mom'it turning me on even more.

"Yes ! I want to impart you a decent cum shower."She gave a little lower when I said you, so I knew I comfortably play along with the thirdly person.

"Nice. And what do you want to do to your mom 's huge tits and her beautiful cheek ? Will you cover them in cream as well ?"

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

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

"Oh, that is naughty. You know a son should not cerebrate such things about his female parent. However, I understand it is the forbidden fruit, and you want to cover that fruit with your creamy load."

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

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

"Oh fuck yes mom ! I can feel it. I'm so cheeseparing to exploding."

She pushed her coffee around to the presence of the pad of paper, the part opposite from my pecker as she leaned in a bit closer.

She looked up at me,"You do not heed if I get a closer feel ? I enjoy watching cream shoot out of a cock."

I moaned and groaned as I stroked even faster. I had a impression that she would use up that as a no ; I did not take care at all.

"That's it, honey, stroke your hammer, cover that picture with all your hot sticky cream. yield her a full cum shower, bathe your mom in your cream."

I could not get over how dirty she was talking to me ! I wondered if these were her true feelings or if she was talking like that because she thought that is what I wanted to hear. Either way, I did not care as it did add to the lustfulness and the taboo pleasure.

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

"Do it ! Do it, dearest ! Cum all over me…my pic. underwrite it ! arrive at me happy and embrace it with your cream."

I have no idea what it was about what she said, but at that mo I instantly erupted entire force. My rooster became a cum geyser ! My outset surge blasted a farsighted watercourse of cum across the photo and onto the position of my mom's coffee mug ! I heard her loudly exclaim ‘ Oh my God !'

Quickly spurt after spurt erupted out of my dig and I gave my moms photo a very good cum shower bath. I purposely aimed my cock so that each spurt covered another region of her photograph. Repeatedly I heard her say ‘ oh my God. exhibitor her in her cream'and while my mom was saying that I kept groaning as I unleashed my load in presence of her.

When my geyser, had finished erupting, I was very impressed and proud of the huge mint I had made. It was even more than what I had done the day before. My cum ropes were all over her photo and the tablet, I even saw where I had shot onto the table along with the cum that was on her coffee cup.

I let go of my prick and turned my fountainhead to look at my mother. She was sitting there, her optic surveying the mess as her back talk was open air.

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

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

"What is so funny ?"

"I like a picayune cream in my coffee but not that much. This cum tribute was even better than the one yesterday. You know the practice, claim your pill and go clean it up. I will get hold of care of the mess you left on the table."

I grabbed my cum covered tablet. My mom gave my ass a little playful tap and told me to put away my still tumid cock and clean up. I wonder if she knew I could jerk off again to her. Then she stood up, as she did I thought I could see glistening wetness running down her her intimate thighs. I headed back upstairs incredibly glad and satisfied now know she was serious, and I could tell anytime I wanted to cum tribute her as long as we were alone. And for the calendar week that followed, I gave my mother many cum tribute.

Possible adjacent story angles.

1. Son and mother continue with this wad with the mother increasing her teasing with him with the photos she shares with him and other methods.

2. Son tells a acquaintance or first cousin about the deal, and he joins in. I would be open air to adding another son/uncle/ maybe aunty or baby but not the right way away.

3. Son tells several of his champion which leads his mother to make believe the quite a little with a group of teen boys.

4. Open to good hypnotism ( NO underage, NO gestation, NO rape ) as I will convert account to something I can publish .