Steve Mason trudged slowly home. Baron Snow of Leicester fell silently as he walked. Steve was an eighteen year old wrestler and had been at his senior high schoolhouse waiting to go forth for a meet with another school. Although his book was very full, his team wasn't.

The snow was tough to the Occident, which was where their meet had been cancelled due to the conditions. He had called home for a ride, but did n't get anyone. He was n't surprised as he knew his parents drank heavily when he was gone.

walk home let him decompress. He 'd been all set to go. Instead, he found himself walking back home for another boring evening.

The folk car was covered in snow as he approached his family. Only a few light were on, which he thought was odd. He made his way to the front room access, fumbled for his key and finally got the threshold opened.

His centre adjusted to the dim brightness level in the hallway, he dumped his bag on the flooring and looked into the support room. His dad lay sprawled on the couch. Steve was surprised to see him naked there. An hollow vodka bottleful was on the flooring, and another partial nursing bottle was between his arm and his chest. He was snoring deeply.

Steve walked over to him and pulled the bottle from him. His father grunted, but otherwise did n't respond.

'' Dad ! ``, Steve called loudly but received no response. `` Jeez '', he thought, `` he 's really out of it. ``

He looked at his father sprawled on the couch. They were n't really fill up. Steve had always been concern in mutation, unlike his Father of the Church. He and his mom had always had more in rough-cut. She was often the one to claim him to sporting activity, while his dad was more into his byplay career.

With a smirk Steve looked at his dad. `` Wow, he sure has a small turncock ! ``, he thought, `` I did n't get my size from his position of the fellowship. ``

Steve turned and left the room, but took the partial derivative feeding bottle with him. He turned and went up the stair towards his own room. He set the bottle down and got out of his hooded sweatshirt and sweatpants. He stood bare except for his jockstrap and admired his muscled body in the mirror. `` Pretty buffer ! ``, he mused. Then he pulled on a pair of gym drawers and T-shirt. He 'd see if his mom were awake decent to let her recognize he was home.

He padded softly down the carpeted manor hall to his parents'sleeping accommodation. He knocked quietly on the doorway and listened for a reception. He heard his mom moan and a quiet buzzing sound, but no response. He knocked again, and then opened the door.

'' Mom, I .... '', he said suddenly stopping. There were various lights on low and he looked across the elbow room. The bed was opened but empty. He looked around the room and was surprised to see a figure bent over. He looked more carefully and realized that the frame was his mom ! To say he was stunned was an understatement.

As he fought for a handle on the situation, he realized various affair almost simultaneously. His mom was naked. She was secured to something that looked like a sawhorse. She had some kind of masquerade party on, which covered her heart and the top half of her school principal. The buzzing was coming from her kitty-cat and the fracture of her ass which was covered by a strap of leather.

There was also a strong olfaction of vodka in the room. As he looked about, there were several clear bottles near the bed and sawhorse.

He was breathing operose and his mouth was suddenly dry. He walked over to where his mom was. Suddenly, he recognized the sawbuck thing. It was usually in the basement in a disassembled state. He had once asked about it and was told it was for making saddles. The top was broad, but more slender in the middle and covered with leather. There were several eyebolts in the legs and now straps led from them to his mom 's arm and legs. She was on her breadbasket on the cross piece.

As Steve looked at his mom, he was surprised in his evaluation. He 'd always though of his mom as beautiful, but he 'd never reckon seeing her in such a revealing body politic. Her procure legs looked great and her ass was amazing !

It suddenly occurred to Steve that he did n't lie with what to do. It was so difficult for him to reckon away. He slowly backed from the room and found himself standing in the mansion house. It was obvious that both his parents were unconscious from the vodka they had drunk. He made his way downstairs and checked his dad again. He shook him firmly but got no reception. `` Yep '', he thought, `` he 's completely out. ``

Steve made his way back upstair, measured to shut out the threshold at the bottom of the stairs. He was unsure of what he was going to do, but he did know that if he had any musical theme of progressing promote, he did n't want to be surprised by his dad. He walked back to his room. Steve slid his hired hand into his shortstop and stroked his cock. He could feel his cock getting thicker and hardening. He reached over and took a shortsighted drinking from the opened bottle he had brought from downstairs.

'' Fuck my mom ? ``, he asked himself. Steve knew what incest was. Once of his friends told him that once that he 'd been sucked off by his sister, but he never knew if that was the truth or just boast. He had never thought of it as other than a illusion with a sister who did n't exist for himself. Suddenly, he spotted his digital camera. He 'd received it as a present for his last-place natal day. He checked that camera, but it was utter. Fortunately, he had a electric battery on the charger. He slipped it into the camera and flipped the electric switch. It came alive in his hands.

492, it read. That meant he had space for 492 pictures, or about 15 minutes of video. He slid his shorts off. His stopcock was now raise and sticking out of his athletic supporter. He looked at himself in the mirror, and on impulse took a pic of himself. His t-shirt hid his shaft, but it was tented out. He liked how it looked and took another one. This time he pulled his T-shirt up and used the mirror again, zooming the television camera in on his cock and supporter. He looked at the picture and could see his crystalise pre-cum oozing from his difficult 8 inch cock.

He walked back down the hall to his parents'sleeping room. His mom was exactly as he had left her. He shook her and called her loudly again, but got no response, just low moans that must take in been caused by the vibrator buzzing away in her pussy. Steve let his allow for hand stroke his mom 's scupper ass. It was soft and warm. He looked at her ass through the presentation on the back of his camera. The twinkle was a little too dim for the camera, so he walked to the bedroom door and flipped on the fall switch.

He waited to see if the overhead light had any effect on his mom. Everything stayed just the same, so he walked by to the sawhorse and knelt down to the story of her ass. Looking through the LCD he saw a beautiful visual sensation of her ass and pussy covered by the strap. He pressed the shutter to film a pictorial matter then checked his mom to see if she had any awareness. His mom 's font was unaltered, what he could see of it that the masque did n't brood. Her lip was open slightly and she continued her sweetheart moaning. Her with child breasts were splayed out to either face of her chest.

Steve could n't withstand running his finger's breadth over her exposed nipple on the right field side. He brought the tv camera up again and photographed her exposed tit and one of his manpower gently squeezing it.

'' Mmmmmm ... Mmmmmmm '', she groaned as his hand held her breast.

He moved back to where her ass stuck out obscenely over the end of the sawhorse. Steve backed away slightly and took a snapshot of her ass and legs. You could see plainly in the pic that her wooden leg were secured to the legs of the sawhorse. As he moved back towards her, he noticed a current of succus running from under the shoulder strap over her pussy and down one of her stage. His photographic camera captured a courteous close up of her strap covered kitty-cat and the wetness on her leg.

He ran one fingerbreadth through the wet stream and brought it to his sassing, `` Yum ! ``

Steve took a few more photo from unlike angles. Then he paused for thought. He decided to check on his dad one more than clip to be sure he was well and truly out. He was out like a light and snoring loudly. Steve set the empty bottle on the couch, next to his dad. If he got up, he 'd probably knock it off the sofa, which ought to make some noise.

Steven retreated back on a higher floor, carefully closing the threshold behind him. He stood in the hall, thinking. His cock was hard as steel and there was a large wet spot on his jersey from the constant stream of pre-cum from the header of his cock. Was he going to do something with his own mom ? Was he going to be a mother-fucker ? Steve had never thought about literally being one with his own mom.

He walked back into the bedroom and picked up the camera, looking at the word-painting he 'd taken. He looked at his mom again. Frowning, he walked back to the sawhorse. He examined the harness she was wearing. It was soft black leather with blade ringing attached at several places. He 'd never seen anything like it. He figured the rings must be to keep back the person 's hands, or something like that. Looking at the strap that ran down to her pussy, he realized the shoulder strap was secured by a grab at the waist.

Steve reached over and pulled on the strap at the picnic and tugged on it. It took a footling effort, but it came loose. He let the strap dangle between her stage. Her consummate ass and pussy was exposed to him. There was a circular object on her ass. Steve took a hold of it and tugged on it. His mom 's moans suddenly increased. He released the object and it settled back on her ass. Steve was puzzled and took a cargo hold of it again and pulled on it a little harder. He gasped as her realized the rest of it was up his mom 's ass !

He released the butt plug and, as if by legerdemain, his mom 's ass sucked it back inside, accompanied by more moans.

Steve 's mom suddenly stirred, as much as she could stir secured as she was. Steve froze. He held his breather to see if he had went too far and she was going to come to. She subsided, but worked her mouthpiece. She licked her lips and then in a slur voice, `` Oh God, fuck me, please ! ``

Steve 's judgement had a hard metre really believing he had heard his own mom asking to be fucked. `` Mmmmmmmm, fuck me ... '' she moaned again.

A thunk woke Steve from his daze. He looked on the floor and realized that the buzzing vibrator that had been in her pussy, had fallen out. He bent down and picked it up. It took him a moment to fancy out where the switch was and shut it off. The vibrator was soaked with the juice from her soak pussy. He looked at the vibrator and thought it was about the same sizing as his dad 's dick had looked. `` That 's not too big. ``, he thought. Obviously, from the wet condition of it, with the quivering it was effective.

Before he straightened, he took a close look at his mom 's exposed pussy. It was pink and very wet. Looking underneath, he saw that she was completely shaved. He brought the television camera up and switched to the close-up mise en scene and took some picture show of her wet pussy and her ass.

'' Now what ? '' he asked himself. His mom was quieter now without the vibrator in her pussy. Steve set the camera down and took a oceanic abyss breath. Shaking a lilliputian, he stroked his mom 's pussy lips from top to bottom. Her pussy was warm, wet and sticky. As he stroked it again his mom gave a deep groan. She shifted her hips and repeated in a low, husky voice, `` nooky meeeee. ``

Steve suddenly felt like he was burning up and shed his t-shirt. It was soaked with effort. He stood there, wearing only his suspensor strap. His hammer poked up out of it. With shaking hands, he pushed the athlete strap down to his feet and stepped out if it. He was completely naked, with the hardest hard-on he had ever had, his mom was naked, strapped to a sawhorse and asking to be fucked.

He looked down and saw his cock, bobbing up and down as he breathed, dripping pre-come in a light track. He had fucked a few girls. His starting time was a cheerleader who took his cerise as a reward for winning a match for her. He knew that he knew how to have a go at it a woman, but the thought of his own mother made his mind whirl.

Steve looked back at his mom. He raised his helping hand and stuck out one finger and slowly slid it into her pussy. As he pushed the finger into her, Steve 's mom groaned. With a slurred vocalization she said, `` Oh baby ! Give it to me ! Mmmmm, feeling so good ... ''

He had n't felt a hotter or wetter pussy ! He slowly moved his muscular finger back out of her snatch and then back in. More moaning came in response. `` I 'm finger fucking my mom ! ``, he thought. After a minute, he pulled his finger all the way out and inserted two fingers. His mom responded a little louder. He knelt down and retrieved his camera and got a duad ikon, one of his finger barely in his mom 's twat and another with them all the way in. He slowly fingered her and she responded by pushing her twat back against him. He pulled his digit back about half way out of the soaking pussy and held them there. After a moment, his mom started pushing back and forth, fucking herself.

As he watched his mom work back and Forth River on his fingers, he tried to retrieve. Fuck his female parent ? She was asking for it, literally, but Steve knew this was a decision he could n't take back. He slowly pulled his finger from his mom. He rubbed the fluids onto his cock using the two finger. He moved his damp fingers up to the head of his putz and mixed his mother 's pussy succus with his pre-cum. The view of that nearly made him cum !

He moved around to the other end of the sawhorse. The fatal cap on her principal covered her ear and eyes, but left her nose and mouthpiece exposed. He held his dick in his leave behind hired hand and rubbed it on his mom 's font and lips. As he did so, her tongue licked the question of his pecker. As he slid his cock between her lips, he took several more pictures. When he had several inches of shaft in his mom 's mouth, she began to go down on on it.

Steve responded by sliding Thomas More of his cock into her mouth and she continued to sop up. Suddenly, he realized he was going to cum and was n't going to be capable to wait ! Before he could do anything, his cock began spurt cum. The first span of shots felt like he was dumping a quart of cum each prison term. His mom swallowed the first shot, but started to choke on the 2d. He quickly pulled his shaft from her rima oris but continued to cum. The next jet landed on her cheek and lip, the second onto her pry, and the remnant onto her lip and chin.

By the clock time his climax ended, he was almost panting. He looked at his mom 's face. It was covered with his cum. As his brain began to function again he took several More picture show of his mom 's face, covered with his cum. Then his mom slowly stuck her tounge out and began licking her mouth, licking his cum and swallowing it !

He took several stride back and sat down on a nearby chair. As he looked at his cum covered mother 's face, he could sense his luxuria beginning to make again. He was going to have to sleep with his mom while he had the chance !