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Mother 's Day


(. Y. )

'' Hey Captain ! '' I said into my phone.

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

'' How are they hanging ? '' I queried.

'' One in front of the early, for velocity ! '' He 's a hero pilot film, that 's the standard answer. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high fastness, low-drag sir ! '' We both chuckled. I 'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the argot pretty good.

'' You 're going home for female parent 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going home, uh, Friday good afternoon. After class gets out. delight tell me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his wife was n't his mother, he did n't postulate to get her anything for female parent 's day. That is the faulty impression, conceive me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temporary duty ) in Italy. Dad was a Captain, bucking for admiral, so he was very busy. The house is in El Iskandriyah, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the route a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my Cuban sandwich. He shot down a MiG-27 in the get-go Gulf War. He was a blue devil backer for 3 years, including serving as escape Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald President Reagan, he 's cool under fire, great under pressure, and a fucking funny guy and a great dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than half my life.
My buddy and me were pretty tough customer as kids growing up, but we were no lucifer for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron clenched fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was sufficiency'. Or rather, I learned early on. My former brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New House of York with his new wife. She and Mom are cordial but a small strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my lastly form of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an netmail blast from my History prof that the Fri class was cancelled.

Cool. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and washing and sped for home. My girlfriend and I broke up finally week so I had no reason not to go home early. oral presentation of fucking imbecile, god she was needy. Texting me all fucking day, getting angry when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within sec. Hey babe, I was taking a test, calm down. No ! You do n't love me blah blah fustian, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple old age, and with Dad being gone so much, Mom really looked forward to my time at house with her. She 'll be happy to see me home early, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour private road went by reasonably quick, and I pulled into our little mansion. It 's a Navy-owned house that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay rip, but not what it 's really worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the household is 5 bedrooms, colonial elan, big in-ground puddle in the huge backyard. I stepped out into the passion. It 's weird, being so hot in betimes May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the cool house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some hoi polloi up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't call out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was citizenry, char 's voice, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't make it out exactly.

I made my way down the hall, stepped into my parent 's sleeping room, and got the shock of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her head propped up on some pillows. Her large breasts cradled between her arms. Her arms were together because she had two hands on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her strip pussy.

But that was n't all.

Laying future to my mom was another charwoman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. garden pink, I think it was. They were laying right next to each other, their arms and legs touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the other gal, I 'm not exactly sure whose.

I turned my nous to the flat screen on the bulwark, the source of all the noise. A porno played, a crew of girls doing one of those gay woman squirt drunken revelry. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a blacken bird named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The porn is where one young lady gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her cheek by all the other dame. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all clear like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the point of the story.

The level is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another raw woman.

All this takes prospicient to key than it actually took berth, I think I was only there a dyad seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both womanhood jerked their heads towards me, screamed, and tried to find the top. However, that took a few Sir Thomas More seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was variety of suspicious, or even damn odd. But at the moment, I was pissed.

What the fuck was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our country and she 's ... doing whatever the roll in the hay this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the stair, and out the door, with Mom calling my figure the unit way.

As I drove away, my telephone rang. Mom. I 'm not answering that.

I begin to head to the motorway to bring together the dealings jam out of DC to go back to shoal. I did n't know what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger seat when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the nookie did I hit ? The car is still moving ... cipher 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a Major fucking chuckhole receding in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets Wyrd, and the front wheels go all wobbly and shit. I managed to pull over to the position of the route. Looking under the strawman end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't think that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 mo and towed me to the nearest auto repair swell. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a immediate look.

'' Tie Rod, '' he said. `` Can probably get one tomorrow, have it done by the end of the day. ``

Great. None of my buddies are home yet. dead reckoning I have to face up Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so gloomy Travis I can explain -- ''

'' Mom ! '' I tried to interrupt, she just talked faster.

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

'' MOM ! '' I hollered into the phone.

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you come get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

'' Sure, um, I 'm leaving right now. ``

'' brand sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to give her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some fourth dimension to cogitate about this. And I came to the conclusion that I did n't know what to think. Was she cheating on Dad ? sort of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the truth in this house ! '' That line was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably silence ride back home.

I went up to my room and shut the door. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so throw. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my folks had squadron political party, all the junior officers would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll cull up the dishes, no let me get the trash, I 'll get Thomas More ice ... all that form of stuff. Dad would get a thrill out of it. She was a grave looker, for certain. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoe, getting a'B'in scientific discipline. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to play me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

'' Do you know how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some banquet or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air Force base in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion dirt with the boys in blue-blooded. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds dumb, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 minutes. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a dangerous way. He was older than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you kids say, we hooked up. For two weeks straight. ``

I form of blushed and turned my chief. I do n't want to pick up about this !

'' You probably do n't desire to hear this, but I need to explain some things to you. things that parents do n't normally percentage with their kids but, in light of sure ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to know. ``

She started dishing out aunt Betty 's famous chicken recipe. My preferent. What a coincidence.

'' After the two week were up, he had to go back to California. On a notion he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a calendar month later. ``

'' Now, in the Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, political relation play a big part of your advancement. And let me differentiate you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your founding father 's life history ! '' She posed for a present moment, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very abrupt and all that, but I played a big part. It never helps to shmooze your commanding police officer, or give your married woman do it. ``

I was incredulous. `` You mean, you slept with his -- ''

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little coquetry goes a long way. But it never went beyond that. I was always true to your dad. ``

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically true to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The Saame, however, can not be said for him. ``

I sat very still. No. Say it ai n't so. My dad would never do that.

'' The Blue angel, that was the first I heard of it. Just short rustling at get-go, perhaps some sympathetic looking from other wives. They knew. Finally, someone told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me more than anything, but his itch outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good Navy married woman'and raise you two male child and make a biography for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

She paused for a while so she could eat, I was trying to process all this. Mostly I was wishing she was n't telling me all this.

'' It was n't easy, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big ace. '' I remember some of those. Not good meter. `` But in the end, I wanted the life. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable house for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the road'and he never brought it home. I turned the former cheek, looked the former way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty thoroughly life history for all of us.

'' Now, he 's what, 52 ? No, 53. And he has n't done anything for eld. I know, he wants his admiralship too much so he wo n't even scrape up his ass in public, let alone horse around around. ``

'' I ... I did n't lie with, Mom. ``

'' Of course you did n't ! It 's not something that needed to be discussed with you guys. Like I said, he was discreet, and then it tailed off and it 's all gone now.

'' I love your founding father very much. Always have. And I love our life together. I would n't trade it for the earthly concern. '' She was sober, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers on her activities of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of pink wine, kid. I shit you not. You know this, Dad could be gone on deployments 6 months, 8 months, one time he was gone 11 month. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her fork on her plate.

'' Well ... shit ... I have needs, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed lawful. All this time ... '' I did n't say anything snarky, I just waited her out.

'' I kept mentation, he would just belong to to me at some distributor point. But, he 's up for admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the most part ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy Heron. dead reckoning down bad bozo, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his cock hard. Jesus Christ, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her missive from him from way back. He was apologizing for some woman named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's teardrop had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my booster you saw today, is another Navy married woman. She 's younger than me by a few years, but in the Same gravy holder. We got salute once and spilled our grit, our late, deep guts ! And after several calendar month of talking, we decided to have a little joint session today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first time ? ``

'' We always tell the truth in this theater ! '' she said.

We looked at each other for a moment, then we both busted out laughing. That was kind of our catchword, but turns out it was a bit empty.

'' Ok Mom. wellspring here 's a truth from me. I ... do n't cognize what to say at this peak. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to tolerate. But I 'm sorry I judged you so harshly at for the first time. Obviously, that was n't middling, or very nice. ``

We both stood up and went to each former, we had a very dainty hug. She cried a lilliputian bit on my shoulder joint, I reassured her that it was okay.

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to face me and gave a quick candy kiss on the lips.

'' I love you too, Mom. '' And I kissed her back for half a second.

We had a piddling afters, then I excused myself for the evening as I was very tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop computer and did some hunting for MILF BIG TITs and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was sort of a Wyrd matter, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some truth to all that Oedipus shit they talked about in my Psychology course of instruction ? I searched instead for that Lesbian SQUIRT political party that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so much that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's sort of weird. It 's more than that, this is just kind of ... wrongly ... on so many levels, and yet these bird are having such a piece of ass blow ! They are either some bully actresses ( doubtful ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just sleep with this dump. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex fiends and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 minute flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't serve but envision Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a friend, too. Maybe Mom would like to eat that chick 's pussy and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my stopcock at close to Ernst Mach 1 ! I had to keep it 's head down or that darn would hit me in the eye or even go on the bulwark. It 's happened before, trust me.

I slept pretty good that night. I 'd like to tell you about some crazy sex dreams, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's house. But, obviously, when the maitre d' 's away, the sailors will wreak ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a gracious breakfast of eggs and bacon and haschisch browns. She asked for my help in the garden ; it was time to works some flower. In the old flower bed off to the position of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my lading short and a tee shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and mitt and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few minutes later, wearing some red short short. And I mean shortly. As in 'not long'. short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her legs separate from her midsection. At least two mm past her ... secret area. She also had on one of daddy old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the yearn shirt seat and tied them into a knot in front. This exposed some of her stomach to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a second, I could peek at her bare midriff for quite a while.

time lag ! What the ass was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college bird ? I was mentally tabulating her assets and was ready to assign her a issue ? This is n't redress !

I saw the old efflorescence bed and attacked it with my choice and also with a damn fury. I need to think properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a issue, I might as well contribution it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a damn high number for a mid-forties adult female. Well, fuck you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had curved shape, and they were tight. And her frame, while not tiny like a starving mannikin, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking lie with how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or More. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a hangman's halter top. But the estimable part was her face. Good Kuki with no hang-downs or doubles going on. Nice pelt as she kept out of the sun for the most part. She kept her teeth egg white, which makes one younger looking. But the expert parts were her heart and her smile. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey tinker's damn, her oculus lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that think something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that great smiling, too.

'' Easy tiger, you do n't have to do it all in one minute, you know ! ``

We got the flats out and the surface soil and worked the ground together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy sign of the zodiac so Mom always wanted to plant flowers to make it see nice. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to plant and make matter produce. We chatted about all sort of stuff and nonsense, until she brought up a funny remark subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking of onanism ... '' she let that knack there.

I raised my pass up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her knees with her legs tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to break open a flora flat.

'' I did n't know we were speaking of onanism ? '' I said. Or asked. kind of both.

'' I just wanted to let you know that you were the winner. '' She said.

'' I 'm the victor ? Of masturbation ? ``

'' Oh yeah, you beat your brother by a mile. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you cognize ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty socks, encrusted old tee shirt, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a female parent knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the beamish eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a pussy ! '' Not really reliable. Sam was a tough guy and played college football. But still, he was n't much with the ladies.

'' It just made me a bit spooky, I thought maybe you were going to turn into a sex freak or something. ``

'' Well, how do you mean I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not a lot of a sex ride. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, dawn, noontide, afternoon, Night time ... time lag ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my rap off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well flavor at my gene pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't give birth much pick of not being a sex fiend. I mean, fall guy got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' Well, Trav. Let 's not make each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

fountainhead she was rightfulness about that, my rat gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can charter it if you can. But think, 'We always tell the trueness in this house'! So no fibbing. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the suggestion. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a punishment, in case someone loses control ... ''

'' Hmmm. Penalty. '' I thought for a few consequence. Then I came up with a great and terrible idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to have the other person watch them 'lose'again ? ``

holy place fuck what did I just advise ? One of us watch the former masturbate ? I 'm some kind of tired of fucking puppy and I do n't know if there 's a heaven but I 'm fairly for certain there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the other derelicts and deviants and slayer and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the grime for a while in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my fountainhead to try and grab some breeze. I got back to work, I was trying to chop up the ascendent away from some other fucking tree that was invading the flower bed.

'' Foul ! '' Mom called. `` Um ... Un-necessary Buffness ! ``

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no pattern ! It 's jut win or lose, mama ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure enough to flex my arms more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should turn a little more away from her so I can bend over for her and catch some screw roots.

'' Foul ! '' Mom said again. `` You ca n't point your smelly ass at me ! ``

'' It does NOT smell ! Okay ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me add up out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely aloud enough for me to hear her. She was teasing some more. `` God tinker's damn child ... show no respect ... put em through college ... they cheat at the game ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up heterosexual person and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her blazonry way up in the air. Her bureau swelled to enormous proportions as she breathed in a cleanup breath.

'' You were right on, '' she said. `` It 's damn hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking looking as she went about her business organisation like I was n't there. She undid the top button on her old ratty shirt. Then the following. And another one. messiah ! How many push button are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt fanny tied right at her belly button.
I could now see exposed boob flesh.

cleavage. Lovely, wickedness, and recondite. But I have promise to hold open. And many Clarence Day before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my oeuvre, trying to obliterate my rising boner. I sneaked peaks back over my articulatio humeri. Mom was on all fours, moving about, lifting a hand to grab a petunia and place it in the priming. Her breasts swayed back and Forth, and they shook and trembled as she moved about the garden.

'' Alright ! '' I yelled. `` Foul ! ``

Mom smiled at me sweetly, her breasts hanging down such that I could see about 47 % of her entire tits. Not the teat, of grade, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, remember ? ``

'' There should be. Illegal apparent movement in the ... front ... ''

'' You mean this ? '' Mom shook her breasts.

'' Yeah, that. finish it or I 'll go on ten-strike and form a union and picket your house. 'Unfair to proletarian'. ``

We finished about an time of day later. The garden looked very gracious. We did n't, though. Dirty, sweaty, smelly, and there was potting soil all over the walkway.

'' You put away the dick ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hose. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosepipe going, washing down the bricks of all the dirt. I took in the residue of the tools.

'' Hey, '' I said when I came back. `` I 'm going in for a shower. ``

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my groundwork. I had shoes on, but they were filthy and grunge had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to gargle my feet off.

'' Okay, stand back. The H2O shoots out pretty severely. '' Always mentation of how to be dependable to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the snout and sprayed my fundament and got the grime off. Got the dirt off my shinbone and calves, too. well not to traipse all that filth onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the crotch ! And the chest and face ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking weewee felt COLD !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash my back.

'' Are you done ? '' I asked when she stopped.

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one to a greater extent prison term. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... waiting ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my arms. She 's not twinkle as a feather, but it was n't a trouble for an adrenaline and hormonally charged Pres Young man.

'' Stop it ! '' she begged. `` Put me down ! What are you ... no ! Not the pool ! ``

I unceremoniously threw Mom into the rich end of the pool.

As she came up for air, I did a cannonball right succeeding to her.

Jesus of Nazareth ! I thought the hose down water was frigid ! We do n't turn on the kitty heater until Memorial Day ! Fuck ! We both started to swim to the shoal end, but I was wearing load shorts. The kind with like 17 pockets and damn. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming tree trunk ! I could barely move, and I used to be on the swim team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked hard and catch Mom, gave her a yank on the leg, and passed her.

I quickly got to the steps and started getting out. I could here Mom sputtering behind me.

'' You dirty, stinky, cheating little son of a bitch ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of shit ! ``

I turned to help her out so she would n't fall away. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my cock. Rise, that is. Which was n't that big of a job, except I was standing there in my wet skivvies.

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water system, the cold water, I could n't turn back myself. Her nipples had hardened to near diamond strength, and they made sure as shooting everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an inch through her shirt. The wet stuff clung to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh flavor, there 's even a trivial mole on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her principal back to forgather up her fuzz and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous tits even more. I was now at full tending and did n't know what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't unplayful, good ? Is it ? Fuck !

Mom kept up her amusing tirade. `` Little rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can enumerate on that ! wait until I tell your Church Father -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to look down and saw my raging hard-on.

'' Tell dad ... what ? Tell him what, Mom ? I 'm thinking maybe we do n't tell him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet mammilla were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her branch, trying to treat them up. That was funny, because her breast are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to walk off.

I patted her cigarette as she walked past.

'' Hey ! '' she cried, still walking away. `` None of that, now ! And no masturbating, either ! ``

'' No fibbing ! '' I called to her. She flipped me off.

Well, I thought. That was kind of a fun afternoon.

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this matter back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't require to miss ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm certain that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my life history. But ... shit ... it was n't all the time, hardly ever. I just did n't recall of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right now. I got ta fucking vindicated my head.

'' Honey ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to clean up and do some shopping for some shit. You can go do whatever, but I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. Maybe, Fleming 's ? '' That was a high-end steakhouse. The kind where a Irish potato is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! certain ! Sounds good ! '' I dried my crotch but kept moving. Fuck ! I did n't live it was this difficult not to touch myself !

In my room, I heard the shower bath go on. Mom 's naked in the exhibitioner. Now this, I thought, this is the moment of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with fire ? This will tell. If I go in there, we 'll find out.

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a piece of ass pussy.

Then I began to twist the knob.

Locked.

shag bitch ! I thought to myself. She knew ... she knew I would try. Which means ... what ? No ? Never ? Not now ? Go jerk off ? Oh Mom ... you 're a sneaky one.

wellspring, I certainly never got a hard on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of line. You ca n't play Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a schoolbook from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be ready to leave around 6:30. Dinner reservations are at 7. dress kind of gracious. love life, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't have spell out every word in a text. Or she does n't consider in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

She came home an hour or so later. Poked her head into the subject, said 'Hi', and locked herself in her room again. Whatever.

At 6:15, I put on my nice black drawers and a shameful silk shirt, it 's got some gabardine little paisley legal action going on over one shoulder. Mom bought it for me at Christmas and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my tooth, shaved, spiked my hair up ... boom. Looking pretty acute ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

At 6:30 I hollered up, `` I 'm ready ! ``

At 6:40 I hollered up, `` We 're going to be late ! ``

At 6:43 I hollered up, `` We could probably get a seat at McDonald 's or maybe Burger -- ''

I stopped speaking. I stood at the radical of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a black dress and high-pitched heels. But that 's like saying the Eiffel column is a metal structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny material, abstruse and black shameful. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't literal slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a small baseball mitt around her sybaritic body. You could see some move in the frock. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the dress was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some support for her beautiful babies.

As she walked retiring, I got another surprise. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a little drawing string of faux diamond going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's back. The very low of it. the smallest division. What I would call, 'Below the belt ammunition'even.

She did a little number for me in the foyer. Her dress flew out a flew inches as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark-skinned hair done differently, some big curlicue and wafture and flip instead of her usual flat. nighttime red lipstick and gorgeous eye composition completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... fabulous ... holy bastard ... you do n't look like anybody 's mother ! ``

She flashed me a demure grinning, seductively put a fingertip in her mouth, turned halfway and kicked up a heel.

'' Like the shoes ? ``
Negro letters patent leather, stiletto cad, and extra straps that went up her ankle joint far Sir Thomas More than is legal in some southern states. The heels were sodding ; mellow, but not so heights as to make one look pillock when they walk.

'' Holy shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll ask one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm serious ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the Explorer. I 'm getting the Jag Florida key ! ``

Dad 's jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to drive it. He inherited it from a rich uncle some years back and he probably put 200 miles a class on it. He probably spent a thousand buck a year on it just trying to keep it running, too. Brits, near people but do n't see much about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitty. I backed her out of the garage. Mom reached for the threshold to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her side. Taking her hired man, I eased her into the seat.

Revving the engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a dissipated and grievous drive !

I popped the grip and tore down the street. 13 proceedings to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple mightiness microscope slide but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The man took the car and backed it in, right field by the strawman room access. That 's respect !

The waiting area was crowded, I was trying to watch in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some tall asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very in use tonight and we ca n't hold mesa all dark ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into view and held my arm, and smiled her prize winning grinning at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th form for best grin. We only tell the truth ... ok I 'll shut up.

'' ... but ... you are in luck as a table by the window just opened up. This way, delight ? ``

Mom made certain to brush her breast against Fritz a footling, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a beauty as this ! You need your money immature man !

The server came up aright away.

'' Good evening ethnic music ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all please with himself.

I spoke very slowly, and very quietly, but with passion.

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, affront tomfool ! ``

Mom did a face palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a tumult ensued. Could I describe the ruckus ? Not really. Just a crew of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a pate'that was obviously on it 's way to another table, and various cabbage and rolls, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much better and kept her damn mouth shut. The former guy was moved across the room so we did n't have to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our parliamentary law and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a little shit ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

'' Hey, I learned from the best. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your mother, then maybe we should sit a picayune bit closer, do n't you retrieve ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair's-breadth as we sipped champagne. Good man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's just. Now we look like a couple. '' And she patted my knee under the tabular array. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the table but I was able-bodied to shut my stupid mouth up just in time.

The dinner was frightful. The filets were tender and succulent, the murphy mythical, and the company was ... Godhead. Mom and I were touching practically through the whole dinner. Shoulders, or fundament, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt well-heeled, almost natural. I regaled her with stories of bad girl protagonist and bad sex fourth dimension ; now that we were on a unlike level, we could peach about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The chip arrived, in the amount of xl seven dollars. I protested to Fritz that it was too low, but he insisted. We tipped him and the waitress very well, though.

'' Hey Fritz ? '' I asked as we were leaving. `` Can you recommend any dance places around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the marvelous Voodoo Lounge ! You can leave your car here and call us to derive get you ! I will call my friend at the door, you wo n't wait in line of work. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to get out. She gave him a big hug. A fully consistence hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast mode. He stumbled away, reddened but smiling.

The Voodoo waiting room ... now here was a post. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drinks. But Fritz got us set up with a nice little booth far enough away from the circle so we could utter, but not out in the boonies, either.

The warm-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her house, I
knew near of the songs too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in ages ! Please ? ? ? ``

Who could stand firm ? Not me. The trading floor was pretty crowded, which was unspoiled. We stepped up and got our 'Super Freak'on. After a few Song we went back and sucked down some Goose Gimlets.

'' This is ... SO a good deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. O.K. it was pretty loud. She moved in closer to me to utter into my ear. `` Thank you so a lot steady, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', commemorate ?. Um ... call me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Confederacy ? ``

'' Yes, Confederacy ! It 's sort of a slutty epithet, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to admit ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you able to not molest yourself this afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! Shit ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very HARD ... but I managed not to. ``

'' Hmmm, too bad. I was kind of hoping to win. ``

Holy shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would bear to wank while she watched. Um ... too much thinking ...

'' Let 's dance some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly funny. But then. One of her favorite songs came on. 'Lady in Red', a slow birdsong about dancing with his lover. I was ready to evacuate the saltation floor, but Mom pulled me back.

'' We 're dancing, '' she informed me.

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and withstand me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right field hand on the small of her back. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right mitt, and we swayed to the music.

'' You 're so beautiful, Mom. ``

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't middle school. There 's no chaperone. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a foot apart. I pulled her closer. Her rebuff, yet intoxicating, scent almost overwhelmed me.

Her bureau bumped into mine. I pulled her close-fitting still. Her chest pressed into me. Closer ... her school principal lay on my berm. With her dog, Mom/Dixie was only about an in shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to becalm her of course of study. Her thigh pressed against me. I caressed her glower back, slipping my little fingerbreadth down, under her dress. I felt no panties where there should be some, only a lilliputian tiny string.

I was trying to go along my tremendous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Confederacy just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my hand further down the book binding of her dress and cupped a warm ass nerve. My Mom 's warm ass cheek. This was it. It 's official. I 'm copping a spirit off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and ground her pelvis against against my cock.

I pulled my heading back to search at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a piffling something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her neck opening, just below her decent ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more small buss in the general area. Dixieland breathed in heavy, crushing her chest into me. I turned up a petty and kissed her ear lobe, being measured of the baseball field earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a short more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the saltation trading floor. I whispered into her ear.

'' Dixie, I want to see you masturbate for me. Would you like that ? ``

There was no trend, then a rebuff, almost perceptible nod of her head. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a consequence, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a oral sex nod. I released her right bridge player so I could put both munition around her shank, and she wrapped her weapon around my neck.

'' Travis ... dear ... ''

'' Yes, dixie ? ``

'' You love me, right ? I mean, for real. Not just 'yes Mom of course I love you'... ''

'' I do lie with you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my argument with a intemperately pelvic poking. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fuck ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

Suddenly, Katrina and the Waves started singing about walking on sunshine.

'' Let 's sit back down ? '' I suggested. `` But, stay close in social movement of me. This is embarrassing ! ``

We walked off the saltation floor, Mom holding my hand and me trailing her very closely. I did n't want everyone to see I had a monolithic hard-on.

The waitress took our drink guild, and Mom snuggled up against me in the lowly booth.

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a little pat. It throbbed in reaction to her touch. She kept her hand there. I tried not to think about it, but ... I caved in.

'' well, no wonder. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Confederate States of America ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensory. You should see the other hombre checking you out. Some of the girls, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her titty into my articulatio humeri and arm. I swung my free hand over and under the table. I reached up and cupped her other breast, still inside her apparel. I hefted it, checking it 's weight and size. Mmmmmm, very squishy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her nipple rose to greet my palm. I tweaked it, rolling it between my finger. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you common people ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red human face, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` wellspring ... I 'll just give these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's neck again, and munched on her pinna. She downed her drink. All of it.

'' I have to go to the madam room. '' She looked at me. `` By myself. ``

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and look presentable. It was n't easy. Several second went by, I began to get concerned. Ten minutes. fountainhead, sometimes there is a blood, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two young guy cable ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shot ! shag !

She walked back to our table and plopped down hard next to me.

'' Having fun ? '' I asked, annoyed. `` I 'm not. ``

'' Oh it'ss fine, '' she said. A minuscule slur to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to let in something to you and it is n't easy. '' Mom reached into her tiny bag and pulled out a wad of black-market material.

'' These are my scanty ! Or ... well not pantie ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to jade anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nozzle. They were wet, and the strong feminine scent coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to admit to you that you won ! I had to go to the gentlewoman room so I could cum and not make a mess out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

'' You what ? '' I asked, wanting to be sure. `` You just came ? Here ? ``

Mom smiled a wicked smile and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my mamilla in plublic ... plub ... where people can see, I 'm going to cum. Every metre. ``

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the bill with her deferred payment scorecard, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get house. But, no.

She was in a haste to find a waste basket, or a plant, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab house so I could monitor her on the way. She only got crazy the one time, outside the club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her elbow room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her shoes, gently, caressing her human foot a piddling. I eased her out of her wearing apparel, which is n't bally easily at all with a dead-drunk someone. Concerned about how she would experience tomorrow, I hauled her into the water closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink in some water and go pee. After various minutes, she got down about 12 troy ounce of water. The whole fourth dimension she was spouting off `` I 'm sorry I 'm disconsolate ''. Yep. I know. I 'm dingy too.

She kind of helped me get her into some silk pajamas, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her side in what 's called 'the recovery spatial relation', so if she gets sick again she 'll be alright.

Okay, yes it did pass to me to finger her up or finish what she started, but I 'm not actually a rapist. Just a sex-fiend. There 's a difference.

I crawled on top of the book binding next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the side by side day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. Somebody up the stairs is moving.

I put the Keurig on again. A foreland peaked in.

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

'' I 'm not sure ... oh unspoilt you have coffee, '' she said as she slid into a chair.

'' I 'm ... variety of fuzzy on some thing ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our nighttime, right ? ``

'' Well, it did n't end with a bang, no. ``

'' So ... I remember Lady In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a restroom ? Did I do that ? ``

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a slut. I 'm so good-for-nothing Travis, thanks for getting me habitation. ``

'' Well, fortunately, we have one car left. the Jag is at the restaurant and my car is at the shop class. I 'm hoping you can facilitate me get those later today. ``

I filled her in on some of the contingent as she had her coffee bean. She forgot some, and remembered others.

'' Travis. Again. I 'm sorry. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't cognize what I was thinking last night ... I was gear up to, um ... ass you, and I thought if I got enough inebriant in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really work out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' Well, Mom, that 's not the only chance we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right affair to do. The second was right, the time was right, but maybe it did n't find for a reason. And maybe it 's for the trump. I 'm meritless if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

Mom stood up and went back up the stairs. I heard the shower go on.

Deflated, I went to the music elbow room. Yes, the house has a music room. Which is unspoilt because we all dabble with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some petty ring for awhile in my teens. Growing up with Mom and Dad, music was always around us. And we did n't care what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a couple hours, it really helps me to unwind and not think about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all clean and refreshed. She looked fucking great, actually.

'' Do n't stop, preserve acting. '' Mom always liked my guitar playing. `` Do some oldie ! ``

I picked 'And I love her', an acoustical while from the Beatles. Mom looked startled, then she settled into it. I followed up with a little serious music Gas, then I played some KY fair sex, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the elevator car and some lunch, '' she said right after that.

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her breast, ground my raging stopcock into her pelvic girdle. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the Lady room. Yup, did n't cite those things.

We got home after a couple 60 minutes, kind of round from running around town.

'' Maybe we should last out in tonight ? '' I offered. `` Get some pizza ? We 'll do something especial tomorrow for Mom 's Day. ``

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to think. I was cook to peg my mom last night, and today, it 's like nothing happened. backrest to formula. But I 'm not liking pattern. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a prodding of the minute thing ? Random chance ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indefinable. We were hot and heavy, seriously hot and weighty. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My breathing became reprimand, it was like my blood was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. Nothing. Ran downstairs, where the hell is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pool. With a trash of wine-colored. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

'' Oh hey, dear. Just relaxing a bit -- ''

'' Mom. We need to blab out. Now. ``

'' well, sure honey have a tooshie -- ''

'' Mom, stand up. ``

'' What 's this all about ? '' she asked, as she stood up.

I bent down and scooped her up in my arms.

'' Travis ! What ... where are you taking me ? Wait ... no ... huh uh ... put me down.. PUT ME DOWN YOUNG MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the stairs before she stopped squirming.

'' So ... we 're ... we 're doing this ? ``

'' Yes Mom. We 're doing this. And we 're doing this now. ``

'' You 're sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm sure Mom. Or if you want to be Dixie, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her fountainhead, but held her arms up for me.

'' fountainhead then, Travis. Come and make your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my bridge player on her impudence, I leaned in and kissed her with all the gentle love I could muster.

Her soft lips yielded to mine. Our brim folded into each other, gently, testing each other. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a little tongue inside her oral fissure, rubbing it along her teeth. It felt like flicker flew when her spit met mine. So easygoing, so wet.

She reached up with her free arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a longsighted fourth dimension. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood line racing through our bodies. Our assuage passion turned to maddened heat. My arousal was physically apparent to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't require to rush thing. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, intelligent adult female. You do n't get women like this everyday. I 've had lots of girl, but not like this one.

Eventually, we broke our kiss and just smiled at each other, both of us breathing heavily.

'' Take me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could watch. Of course, she arched her back to thrust out her chest. She ran her lingua over her lips slowly.
I bent down to take off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' Eight column inch ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' octet and a half, but who 's count. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a char 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long sleeve bloodless dress shirt.

'' Is this expensive ? '' I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight.

'' Yes, it 's from Italian Republic. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, clitoris flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it low-pitched down to rip it capable completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial military capability jobbie, no amount of workforce can rip through these affair. I pulled her to a sitting position and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, christ ! Three fucking hook ? Finally undid it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her perfect tense tits. Yes, I saw them the early day for about 3 seconds, but this was dissimilar. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at to the lowest degree half a minute as they heaved with each breathing time. My cock could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't stop now, babe ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her hips for me.

I undid her capri bloomers and pulled them down over her pelvic arch, revealing a red thong. I flung the knickers behind me, again admiring the vista of my naked mom, save for the short patch of cerise held be some petite material.

'' ma'am in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's strings broke and came off in my script. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the face, her bare pussy looked so ask for. I reached over and spread her ramification, her scent immediately appeared from her now unfold area.

I had run this through my mind many clip, how it might go. She sucks me, then I eat her until she orgasms, or the other way, or playing with her tits until she cums or maybe ...

But the look in her eye said, derive and get me, now !

I climbed between her legs, and rested my body mostly on my cubital joint, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my left hand and held her neck, while my right snaked down between our leg and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it easier. The tip of my turncock found an amazingly hot and wet point. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juices all over my mushroom cap.

I pressed in a fiddling, my cock entered her pussy and went in about an in or so.

I let go with my hand and brought it up and held her face.

We looked in each other 's oculus as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her pussy. I fucked back and forth a little, then just drilled through the last four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight in cock lay late inside Mom 's tight, steamy hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each early. Her legs naturally wrapped around mine as we began to create love. Pressing into her, my pelvis mashed into her clit. I just pushed for a while, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my shaft down at it 's broad depth.

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

'' ahhh ... Travis ... Travis ... ''

And then I started fucking her.

My favorite whoremonger is to pull my cock out most of the way, and then ride it back home. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's darling trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each sluggish withdrawal and quick thrust back down brought a straightaway footling `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to realise sure I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my stab and I tried to practise her through the roll in the hay bed. Last night I gingerly held her knocker, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her firmly and pulled her mammilla and pinched her teat and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for pricy sprightliness as I dropped my left handwriting down and forced it under her ass face. Cupping her nates hard, I could screw faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like creature. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My steel peter continued pistoning inside her for respective min. I buried my face in her neck opening, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out weapons system so I could submit a just look at her. She cupped her bosom and pulled them up so her Kuki was resting between them.

'' You ... are ... so beautiful ! '' I managed, through the panting.

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... sleep with me ... lie with me ... sleep with your ... mom ''

That familiar feeling was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slip both hands under her ass nerve. My right deal went further into her slippery crack. I rubbed her footling back entrance for a few second, and easily slid my middle digit up inside her ass.

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out. `` Cum in me, baby ! ``

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... nookie you ... Mom ... nookie ... love you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the heart of my first squirt Mom 's cunt contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so connected to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one flesh'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, utterly spent. Her pussy still contracted in little spasms.

'' Travis, '' Mom whispered. `` That 's the best ... the best fucking I 've ever had. ``

'' Me too, Mom, me too ... ''

'' Lay down dear, it 's OK. '' I rolled onto my rear, Mom lay along position me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you mind ? It feels in force to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, honey ? ``

'' We fucked ! I ca n't believe it ! ``

'' I know, baby. You okay ? ``

'' I 'm unspoiled. A piffling tired. Give me a couple minutes though, and we 'll get Round Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a Round Two in a longsighted time ! ``

We kissed and snuggled a bit. Then she surprised me.

'' Maybe this will get you going again ? I 've seen it online, maybe you 'll mean it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her puss and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my stomach. Then it poured onto me. With a diabolical feeling on her face, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her face into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacuum, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my nookie God, Travis ! I have n't use up a man 's cum in ... years ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was veracious. I thought it was hot. So did my pecker. It sprang back to full strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the return, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the base, extended her knife, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my ray of light with her glorious glossa, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some seminal end, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a good tone, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was thoroughly at it, too. Firm pressure, good clapper activity, no teeth, and she really seemed to delight it. The salutary affair about the 'second'erection, is that it takes to a greater extent stimulation to cum than the first one. I got to relish Mom 's blowjob a good prospicient time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to know that men are visual, so she made for sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome tits into child's play, also. She ground them into my thigh, played with them, rubbed them on my cock.

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a ailment. ``

'' You do ? ``

'' Yes, I have n't properly been introduced to your tit. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some metre with them. If you do n't bear in mind. ``

She smiled her award-winning smile again, and crawled up my body, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest of drawers. She brought one to my face, swinging it a unembellished inch from me. Her wickedness nipples hung an inch or more from her large aereolas, she let it crop my cheek.

Finally, I could n't stand it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my oral cavity. I opened my lip as broad as I could, trying to suck all of her tit into my mouth. My hands grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the diddlyshit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to imbibe so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one titty for minutes, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my facial expression so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her titty. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a hand in her privates, she 's fingering herself, I thought. in force, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her back. I could then work on this left tit with a short more leisure time and intention. I licked gently, blew air across her wet teat to build it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit physical body, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' Jesus, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten minutes of this. `` You really like tits, do n't you ! ``

'' Am I boring you ? I can blockade or -- ''

'' God no ! Keep going ! It 's like the best massage in the mankind ! But do n't tinct my twat, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful look, then I cupped her pussy hummock and fret my palm into her clit.

True to her word, she shuddered and came, right then. Kind of a minor one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her legs and slipped my dick inside Mom, single-handed. I hunched over so I could still put to work on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you serve me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her decently one.

I pushed her breast up so she could hit it with her mouth, too. By the way, I continued to fuck her pussy slowly.

'' Really ? '' she asked. `` You do n't think this is ... silly ? ``

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war hero, a add together retard ? He did n't like this ?

'' No, not silly. It 's fucking hot as the pits ! ``

Mom went at her own tit with gusto, just as much as me, maybe even more. I love seeing a charwoman make dearest to her own tit, it 's so get laid fascinating.

I pulled my peter out of it 's base, but I brought it to a topographic point just as prissy, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the same time. The fact that now her slit juice was on her tit and my cock only seemed to sex her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my paw, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit vale. I sat astride her belly as she grabbed her knocker and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my rooster entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wonderful tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my cock head would tinct her glossa on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tits like a madman.

'' Cum in my oral fissure, cum in my backtalk, or on my face, just cum on me ! cum on, cum for me ! ``

fountainhead, with her encouragement and with that much pressure from her tits, I had little choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the second. The last few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipples. Mom swallowed down her lashings, then she bent her top dog and lap up and sucked all the cum from her tits.

Tired, but excited, I slid down between her ramification and breathed in her heady aromas.

A lot of the clip, ok almost all the prison term, when I eat out a woman, there 's form of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my face all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for time of day. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her john, which was to count up into her eye. But most of the clip they were closed or I could n't even see them on account of her tits being in the way. I stuck a digit in her ass again, just to stay fresh her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the realization hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a onetime thing. I do n't experience how this will do work in the future with early people in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umpteenth time, she coated my face with her distaff cum.

'' Come here, child ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my face, she kissed me deeply. her flavor actually dripping from my Chin. She lapped up my chin with her clapper, like a just mommy.

(. Y. )

'' How do you fell about anal sex, Mom ? ``

'' sure as shooting, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm sure we can observe some lubricator or -- ''

'' Travis, dearie, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clear'. You ca n't do that if there 's a train in the station. ``

It took me a yoke moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for christ rice beer. We do n't want a hit in there ! ``

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the station will be authorize tomorrow morning. ``

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my Mother 's Day present to you, an anal attack ! ``

'' I 'd like that, son ! ``

'' So Mom, state me more about this woman the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

'' Yeah, Jeanine. What were you guys going to do ? ``

'' Well ... Jesus this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

'' Mom, I 've eaten your pussycat. I 've seen you suck cock. You can differentiate me about your little 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our intestine one night. And we talked about how nice it would be to deliver an orgasm without being alone all the time ! We were quite toast, and we said we should help each other out.

'' years went by, neither of us said another Scripture about it. I just put it down as a silly conversation between inebriate people.

'' Then ... what was it, Wednesday I guess, she called me. She was watching some porn and ... she came with me on the phone. ``

'' Holy shit ! '' I interjected. `` That 's hot ! What did you do ! ``

'' I did what any red-blooded female would do. I came too ! ``

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the next day. We were just going to be in the same room. We promised. We said we were n't tribade, just kindred emotional state looking for a little companionship.

'' So then, she came over after tiffin. We had some wine, okay, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very queasy. After our second methamphetamine, which polished off the bottle, I took a deep breath and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedroom is connected to the net, if we wanted to take in something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian spirt political party'. And ... sanctum fuck. These womanhood, they were such ho 's ! They were so brazen and forceful and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just laughable. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, cypher can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't cognize what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the word, if it is a watchword ... Debauched and wrong and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiacal to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my clothes. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more well-to-do that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the truth, I 've never seen a big cleaning woman naked, in my literal presence before.

'' I got, very flighty again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked body. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gallon on the video screamed and sprayed an enormous small fry on the other gals. We remembered why were there.

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our ramification and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To have a warm consistency next to me.

'' But not as nice as this, of path ! '' she grabbed my flaccid prick. It tried to answer but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as courteous as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a in force phiz, I just sort of go all stupid when we kiss.

'' And then what, '' I asked. `` I walked in ? ``

'' Yep. Jeanine had just suggested we swap dildos, which we did. But ... she put the one I just had in my pussy into her sassing. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, form of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her poppycock. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to taste it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to savor it, her. But I could n't bring myself to foil that line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest. ``

I smiled at her. `` Sorry for the lesbo interruptus ! ``

'' We were n't lesbo-ing ! ``

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished line of work. ``

'' I guess. But, since we 're talking ... what are we going to do ? With ... 'this'... with us ? ``

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really have a architectural plan. Um, what do you desire ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a patch at least. ``

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... Sep ? Yeah ? Well, final examination are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summertime. is n't that some phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, Summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to present him ? And sing to him on the phone ? And ... a divorcement would be so bad for him right now. ``

'' Well, you should n't get divorced, maybe. I 'll be back at schooltime, you guys can reconnect, maybe ... I do n't know ... ''

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to hit him take some blue sky contraceptive pill and start fucking me again ? ``

I did n't resolve. I did n't know what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so grand 15 instant ago, and then the fricking real earth reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't acknowledge. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a nice brunch tomorrow. It might be too previous to attain reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find a table for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she ingest Kyd or what ? Maybe she could join us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The warning device went off at 8:40, Sunday first light. Mother 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on sentence. I want to be awake and ready. ``

fountainhead, diddlysquat, I 'm awake and ready right now ! Let 's go momma !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the good fucking I 've given her, and she hides from me ! Ca n't blame her, I guess. She probably needs to get into the married woman mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two Thomas More clip finis night. Each prison term seems to be as honest or better than before. When Mom cums, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a lilliputian girl at Dec 25. then she kisses me so practically ... Well my erection is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my rooster like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her nipple did n't just jiggle, they seemed to move of their own accord and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the john in her robe, an ugly one, but she had her some makeup on and had brushed her hairsbreadth. I could still see some desiccated cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` Scoot ! I need to talk to your founding father. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

I just laid there and turned on the TV real low. One of the diehard moving picture was on. Cool.

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more maintenance on her human face. Plucking her eyebrow or some such tinker's dam, I do n't know.

At 8:59, the telephone rang. The police chief is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the internet setting and pulled up my darling porn internet site, and found the Lesbo Squirt party. In less than a minute I was at full moon faculty again. Mom was settling into the call in the swivel chair.

'' Yes, he 's here, '' she was saying to Dad. She swirled around, only to find me stroking my cock and hardcore Mytilene on the screen. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's fine, he 's been a bit of a lozenge, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that pudden-head young lady he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an half-wit, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was time I got involved in the margin call. Mom was holding the sound to her right ear. It 's a cord French telephone because Dad did n't like cell sound. So I stood up and flummox my toilsome peter into Mom 's pass on ear.

She tried to bat me away, but it did n't really work. Still, she was distracted.

'' Yes dear ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the headphone for a second ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral LBJ 's married woman ? Really ? '' and blah blah blah ...

I tried fondling her chest, but she kept tightening her blazon to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the chair with her, and forced my cock to her sassing. Dad rambled on about Navy politics in Italy as Mom has about a one-third of my cock in her mouth. Suddenly she had to spit out it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry lamb, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be great ! We 'd fuck to see you next month for a week ! That 's so awesome ! ``

Mom pushed me knockout, I had to get off the chair.

'' Yes honey, he 's right here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so a good deal ... bye passion ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

Good God, I 'm right here ! But she had to puddle it face full. She waited a few moments, then handed me the phone.

'' Hey Dad ! Happy mother 's Day ! ... yeah you too ow fuck ! I mean, sorry, I kicked the chair with my toe ... ''

In reality Mom had taken my hammer and knack it downwards. When it 's this gruelling, it does n't bow downwards.

'' So you 're coming nursing home soon ? ... that 'll be assuredness ... maybe you can teach me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a testicle into her oral cavity. Jesus that feels nice.

'' Yeah I 'm taking care of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's boss ! ... fuck you too. ``

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her lav and locked the door. Irish bull !

'' Open up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's mother 's Day ! Mommy needs her present ! ``

Her muffled vocalisation replied, `` Go away, get dressed. We 're going to brunch with Jeanine. ``

Oh yeah ! Ok then, down boy.

(. Y. )

Jeanine, Mom, and I sat down promptly at 10:30 for the fabulous Ian Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his endeavor to ensure we were satisfied. The waitress, the Saami one as the other Nox, ASKED if there were any female parent present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first married couple but her married man 's endorsement. A commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their female parent 's house this break of the day. Jeanine was to pick them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in form of my generation. Little brusque, slight trimming capacitor, smaller breasts but very chirpy, dead blond hair. Like Mom, however, she was a looker, no incertitude about it.

Both peeress had on very tight chick. Mom had a nice cashmere sweater which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the ball peal. It was n't too hard, we
already had two silver wattle in us.

'' Well there 's this support group, a forum, for Navy wife. You go online and type material about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help soul else who needs a script. You know, there 's incision for bases, so the gallon local to a base can help each early with baby-sit, doctor 's appointments and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many clock time about poppycock, then met in person to lecture about things we did n't want to speak about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' sang-froid ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the early day ... ''

'' Oh, do n't worry about it. It 's fine, really. ``

'' Can ask you a personal question, Jeanine ? Are you planning on staying with your husband ? ``

'' Absolutely ! I love him to decease ! But ... he knows I need to have some tangency once in a while. He does n't take care as long as it 's just young woman and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the fete when he comes dwelling house ! ``

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd like to spend the relaxation of the day at our house ... ''

Jeanine did this little smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a linguistic rule. I do n't care it, but it 's all or aught. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, mister, ca n't partake me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't partake you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, dejectedly. But Mom was so looking forward to this. `` But, I can be nearby ? ``

'' Sure, you can be two inch away, you just ca n't touch me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The remainder of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cute stories about me and all the knucklehead things I 've done over the years.

The moms had many more buck's fizz, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school daughter, and getting all touchy feely like women do. But there were smell, and lingering hand, and short caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how heavy and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching ruler really was.

We finally got up to leave, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more shock than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to come with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her titty pressed into me nicely. I winked and told her we 'd see her again sometime.

'' All of you ? Or just you ? '' she asked, smiling. Mom grabbed my hand and whisked me away.

For the ride home, Mom sat in the back seat while Jeanine sat up front man with me. I did n't get it on why for a couple minutes, but then it became unmistakable ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a lilliputian `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the buns. I looked over at a red light to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's leftfield breast. Jeanine leaned back, her eyes closed.
Then they fiddled with the ass and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's boobs. first base over her shirt. I had to sheer several clock time to stay on the road as Mom 's hired hand deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

Horns honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her breasts, still connected but out of the way now. Jeanine just moaned softly.

We were almost home when Mom took off her own perspirer. I hoped no taller machine or trucks came alongside, they would have a sound view for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front. '' I said to nonentity. The girl were lost in their piffling never-never land. I put the service department threshold down and had to pull in Mom out of the car, she did n't want to give Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a decent vodka tonic, with not much tonic. I figured I could n't touch, but I could watch ! I headed upstairs.

The gals were on the bed, but they still had their doll and shoes on. No whirligig, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's boobs. I know the tactual sensation ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a paw motion of sucking my stopcock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, thrifty not to advert the precious Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's lips, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her face. `` Oh my god, you guys were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one affair to learn about incest, quite another to actually see it. She went back to sucking on Mom 's tit, but kept looking up at the blowjob action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my cock totally enjoying the feeling and the view of another woman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to stick dressed all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the face zipper, then shimmied out of her bird. Her clean supporter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed puss. I guess she forgot to contribute panty today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to throw her moment of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine undid Mom 's skirt and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothes today, what 's with these adult female today ? Ca n't seem to call back anything ...

'' semen and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a while. '' And I moved away on the bed a fiddling to give them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's pegleg, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her titty into Mom 's pussy as she went past. She climbed up past Mom 's knocker and got to her expression where they kissed for several moments ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's side. Soon, though, she moved again so that her snatch was proper in front end of Mom. Jesus Christ Jeanine was horny, I could sense her from here.

She straddled Mom 's expression and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting clapper and mouthpiece. I moved around to get a in effect flavour. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her get-go ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing mo until she was eating out Jeanine like there was no tomorrow. Jeanine was loving it, I loved watching it. Although it was hard not to touch Jeanine. Her boob were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her puss into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass impudence and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her palm as she came violently. Her all body shook and trembled as she screamed `` Fuck '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's boldness ; all covered in young lady cream and this huge smile on her face. I went to Mom.

'' Hey no tuching ! '' said Jeanine, suddenly leery of me.

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to thrash up some of your cunt succus. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's mouth and kept the rest for myself. MMmmmmmm ... cleaning woman cum. Different from Mom, but still purulent succus. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her distance from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's head so she could see better, and I massaged her titmouse for her.

'' Can you believe this, Mom ? ``

'' No ! Not really ! This has been a very honest weekend ! ``

'' She 's licking your twat, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking fantastic ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guy rope doing to me ... I 'm such a slut ! ``

I reached over to the nightstand and found a vibrator, I handed it to Jeanine. She used it swiftly and delicately. I tried taking mental notes as women seem to eat pussy different than men, or at least unlike from me.

Mom 's respiration deepened, then quickened as her climax approached. I pinched and pulled her mammilla, thinking it might aid. It helped me, anyway.

'' diddly-shit yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

Jeanine drank down all of Mom 's stuff and nonsense, then pulled off and smiled up at us.

'' Pretty full ? I 've never done that before ! ``

'' You 're awesome ! '' Mom answered.

'' But I thought, '' I countered. `` I thought you fooled around with little girl before ? ``

'' Well, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touch. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

fountainhead, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the House, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a sixty-nine positioning. But not the friendly, on all foursome way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her ramification over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a little body of work to view myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with more than one other person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's pussy was so wet and slick, My cock just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was loose or anything, but I was so laborious and her cunt offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sweet dwelling ... '' I mused as my shaft sank completely into Mom 's puss.

'' Be it ever so humble ... '' Mom said.

'' Dares mo pace ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her mouth stuffed with pussy lip and, if I was n't mistaken, my orb were hitting something back there. Her nose, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my testis were dragging on something ! The thought of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my shaft thrusts ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' O.K. you guys, '' Mom said between breaths. `` This is now ... my favorite know position ... of all metre ... fucking sanctum turd ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't concentrate and just rested her head on the commandant 's wife 's cunt.

I had a clasp on Mom 's pelvis, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

'' Ow ! What was that ... oof ... for ? ``

'' Retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' vengeance 's a bitch ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass cheek was turning nice and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' break

SPANK !

'' Well you probably should have ! ``

Both Jeanine and Mom laughed, their trembling felt good on my cock as it kept up it 's grim attack.

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah Mommy ... yeah ... ooh yeah mom ... ``

'' Travis child ... bed me ... so good ... eff me ... screw your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your jade ... fucking your awful slut .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the percentage point of no return, a few More indorsement of this and I would be done.

'' I 'm going to cum, Mom ! I 've got to cum ! ``

'' Do it cosset ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty cunt ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The burst ripped through me as I drove my cock as hard and deep as I could into Mom 's puss. My throbbing cock loosed squirt after terrific spurt abstruse inside her. It was like shooting petrol into the lava, though. So have it away hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Saviour and the holy piece of ass as she came.

I do n't make love what was happening to Jeanine down there, was she she drowning ? I pulled out to tally on her.

The moment my pecker came out, my spermatozoon followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

'' Mom ! She 's eating it all ! ``

'' Jeanine, save me some ! '' begged Mom.

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the balance in her mouth. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and number and get some.

Mom spun around and she and Jeanine kissed a cummy kiss.

I lay back on the bed, and then Mom came and kissed me with a fiddling bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After several minutes of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

'' No, do n't get up ! I 've got to get the kids. And ... it 's your peculiar day, Cheryl. ``

We were disappointed, but at the same meter it was kind of prissy just to be alone with each other. Jeanine let herself out.

I rolled on top of Mom and we kissed. And we french kissed. And we soul-kissed. And we kissed for many foresighted minutes, not just a few moments.

I only broke the kiss to go to her nightstand and get out some Astro-Glide I had seen earlier. I fully lubed up my cock. Good Shepherd, I had never used this before. It felt great !

'' Where are you going with that thing ? '' Mom asked.

'' Hows the train docket ? '' I asked.

'' The tracks are illuminate ! '' Mom said, and she spread her leg wide for me.

I dribbled some of the lubricant from the nursing bottle right onto her niggling brownness rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lube into her left hired man. She used that to manoeuvre my cock in the right direction.

My cock hit a bulwark. No postponement. There 's a little indenture in this rampart. I pressed a footling ... the indentation let me move forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to disseminate her legs wider.

With a sudden release of tension, my shaft head poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

With lilliputian driving force, my shaft forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty physical structure. Mom grimaced a couple prison term, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lube overcame the detrition and down I came.

Eight and a half inches of dick, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been years ... before I married your Fatherhood ... that anyone has done this. To me. ``

'' You like ? I do ''

She nodded. `` I do ! It 's so wrong ... this is all so improper ... but I like being a hussy ... I 've pushed it

down so long ... it 's nice to let my freak out ! Thank you, Travis. I love you, beloved. ``

I could n't guess of anything else to say, except

'' Happy female parent 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )