( Greetings ! This one 's maybe 45 moment long. Bob Hope you enjoy it ! )




female parent 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in movement of the other, for speeding ! '' He 's a champion pilot, that 's the standard reply. `` And yourself ? ``

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

'' You 're going dwelling for Mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going nursing home, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. please 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 want to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the wrong notion, believe me ! He 'd been over-doing it every class since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temporary tariff ) in Italy. Dad was a chieftain, 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 road a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my hero. He shot down a MiG-27 in the first gulf War. He was a Blue Angel Falls for 3 years, including serving as trajectory Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under fire, great under air 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 hood client as kids growing up, but we were no match for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an branding iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was adequate'. Or rather, I learned early on. My Old brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the edge. He 's now living in New York with his new married woman. She and Mom are affable but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last class of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an netmail fire from my history professor that the Friday grade was cancelled.

cool. I went to the frat, packed up my dogshit and laundry and sped for domicile. My girlfriend and I broke up live week so I had no reason not to go home early. Speaking of fucking cretin, god she was destitute. Texting me all nookie day, getting tempestuous when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within irregular. Hey infant, I was taking a exam, calm down. No ! You do n't have intercourse me blah blah blah, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a brace age, and with Dad being gone so a great deal, Mom really looked forward to my time at home with her. She 'll be well-chosen to see me home too soon, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour drive went by pretty quick, and I pulled into our petty mansion. It 's a Navy-owned star sign that they have for use by sure Pentagon-ers. We pay lease, but not what it 's really Charles Frederick Worth. Just a fringe benefit that we do n't distinguish the taxpayers about. Anyway, the house is 5 bedrooms, compound style, big in-ground kitty in the huge backyard. I stepped out into the heat. It 's weird, being so hot in early May.

I unlocked the room access and stepped into the sang-froid home. I heard some funny randomness upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some citizenry up there ?

I walked up the steps to investigate. I did n't call out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was people, women 's part, 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 drumhead propped up on some pillows. Her prominent boob cradled between her arms. Her weaponry were together because she had two hands on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her bleak pussy.

But that was n't all.

laying following to my mom was another char, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. Pink, I think it was. They were laying right succeeding to each early, their munition and legs touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the early gal, I 'm not exactly sure whose.

I turned my drumhead to the flat screen on the wall, the source of all the noise. A porno played, a crew of girls doing one of those gay woman squirt orgies. Actually, I had seen this one. It had blossom Tucci, a black chick named Jada something, Britney Wallace Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The erotica is where one girl gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her fount by all the other chicks. 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 dot of the story.

The pointedness is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another naked woman.

All this takes longer to describe than it actually took place, I think I was only there a yoke seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both woman jerked their heads towards me, screamed, and tried to find the screening. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was form of rum, or even damn funny. But at the moment, I was pissed.

What the shtup was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our res publica and she 's ... doing whatever the fuck this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the steps, and out the door, with Mom calling my name the unharmed way.

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

I begin to head to the freeway to get together the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't hump what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger ass when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the shag did I hit ? The car is still moving ... cypher 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a major fucking pothole recession in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the forepart wheels go all wobbly and shit. I managed to pull in over to the English of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't mean that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 transactions and towed me to the nearest motorcar haunt dude. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a speedy 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. Guess I have to look Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so sorry 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 in get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

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

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

Click.

So now I had some clip to guess about this. And I came to the conclusion that I did n't bang what to think. Was she cheating on Dad ? form of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the Truth in this house ! '' That line of products was drilled into me, by her, for geezerhood. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably hush drive back home.

I went up to my elbow room and shut the doorway. I just felt so Wyrd, seeing Mom naked was so fox. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my tribe had squadron political party, all the Jr policeman would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the dishes, no let me get the applesauce, I 'll get more ice ... all that form of material. Dad would get a kick out of it. She was a grievous looker, for sure. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would hollo at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to recreate me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner party. 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 spread or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air Force base in Lone-Star State, Lackland. Your dad was doing some sort of liasion crap with the male child in downcast. 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 indisputable, he liked me straight away, but not in a severe way. He was onetime than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you tyke say, we hooked up. For two calendar week straight. ``

I sort of blushed and turned my head. I do n't want to see about this !

'' You probably do n't want to find out this, but I need to explain some thing to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their small fry but, in Inner Light of sealed ... circumstance ... I think you deserve to have it off. ``

She started dishing out Aunt Betty 's celebrated poulet formula. My deary. What a coincidence.

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

'' Now, in the US Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any radical, political science play a big part of your advancement. And let me order you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your father 's career ! '' She posed for a moment, sticking out her bureau and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very astute and all that, but I played a big part. It never helps to shmoose your commanding ship's officer, or have your wife do it. ``

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

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little flirtation 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 same, 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 Angels, that was the kickoff I heard of it. Just little whispers at beginning, perhaps some sympathetic look 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 break, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good Navy wife'and raise you two son and make a life for us, or bail out and battle 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 tardily, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big I. '' I remember some of those. Not respectable times. `` But in the end, I wanted the lifespan. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a static home for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it home. I turned the early cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to yell it, and we have a pretty skilful aliveness for all of us.

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

'' I ... I did n't have intercourse, 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 father very much. Always have. And I love our life-time together. I would n't trade it for the humans. '' She was serious, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers on her activity 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 months. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her branching on her plate.

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

'' I kept thinking, he would just belong to me at some 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 well-nigh theatrical role ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The naval forces zep. jibe down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus Savior, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her letters 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 letter. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's bout had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my acquaintance you saw today, is another navy wife. She 's younger than me by a few years, but in the same boat. We got drunk once and spilled our bowel, our mysterious, deep bowel ! And after several months of talking, we decided to have a little stick session today. You were coming place tomorrow, so ... ''

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

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

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

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a Sojourner Truth from me. I ... do n't have sex what to say at this stop. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to digest. But I 'm sorry I judged you so harshly at commencement. Obviously, that was n't fairly, or very courteous. ``

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

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

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

We had a little dessert, then I excused myself for the even as I was very tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my judgment unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG tit and found some old ducky. It occurred to me then that that was variety of a weird topic, 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 classes ? I searched instead for that lesbian jet 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 variety of weird. It 's more that, this is just kind of ... wrong ... on so many levels, and yet these bird are having such a fucking blast ! They are either some keen actresses ( dubitable ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just love this shit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex fiends and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 clock time in a 45 minute of arc flick.

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

I slept pretty beneficial that night. I 'd like to tell you about some disturbed sex dream, but I did n't actually take in any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's home. But, obviously, when the Captain 's away, the crewman will play ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of nut and Sir Francis Bacon and haschisch brown. She asked for my supporter in the garden ; it was time to plant some flowers. In the old peak bed off to the side of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my cargo drawers and a jersey. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and gloves and early implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few proceedings later, wearing some red inadequate shortstop. And I mean short circuit. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her legs disjoined from her midsection. At least two millimeters past her ... private expanse. She also had on one of dads old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the long shirt tails and tied them into a grayback in figurehead. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a second, I could glance at her bare midriff for quite a while.

wait ! What the fuck was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college dame ? I was mentally tabulating her asset and was prepare to attribute her a routine ? This is n't right !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a blessed fury. I need to retrieve properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a figure, I might as well share it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a red cent 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 curve ball, and they were tight. And her skeletal frame, while not tiny like a starving theoretical account, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size of it that significant ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or more than. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the advantageously part was her face. salutary chin with no hang-downs or doubles going on. Nice peel as she kept out of the sun for the near character. She kept her tooth E. B. White, which makes one vernal looking. But the best parts were her eyes and her smile. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey motherfucker, her oculus lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that think of something.

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

'' Easy Panthera tigris, you do n't have to do it all in one instant, you know ! ``

We got the flat tire out and the topsoil 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 blossom to micturate it take care nice. As an old man of 21, I find it very cure to industrial plant and make things originate. We chatted about all variety of clobber, until she brought up a good story subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` speech production of masturbation ... '' she let that hang there.

I raised my head up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her human knee with her stage tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to crack open a works flat.

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

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

'' I 'm the winner ? Of onanism ? ``

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

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you make love ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty windsock, crusty old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom drivel can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the beamish eyes.

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

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

'' Well, how do you guess I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex drive. I felt like a madman compared to him. I mean, morning, noon, afternoon, Nox clip ... postponement ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my belt off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well tone at my gene pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have lots choice of not being a sex fiend. I mean, St. Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' fountainhead, Trav. Let 's not reach each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too mussy. ``

Well she was right about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can take it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the Sojourner Truth in this home'! So no fibbing. ``

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

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

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

sanctum fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the early masturbate ? I 'm some variety of retch fucking puppy and I do n't do it if there 's a paradise but I 'm reasonably sure there 's a inferno and I 'll be in it with all the other derelicts and deviants and orca and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the dirt 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 school principal to try and catch some breeze. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the tooth root away from some former 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 prescript ! It 's jut win or mislay, mamma ! '' I had bulked up over the yr, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure enough to deform 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 snaffle some screw roots.

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

'' It does NOT smack ! Okay ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me issue forth out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breathing time just barely loud enough for me to hear her. She was teasing some more. `` God damn kids ... show no regard ... put em through college ... they cheat at the secret plan ... ''

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

'' You were justly, '' she said. `` It 's shucks hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking spirit as she went about her business like I was n't there. She undid the top button on her old ratty shirt. Then the next. And another one. Savior ! How many push button are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt arse tied veracious at her belly button.
I could now see let out boob flesh.

segmentation. Lovely, dark, and deep. But I have hope to keep. And many days before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my workplace, trying to obscure my rising boner. I sneaked visor back over my shoulder. Mom was on all quaternity, moving about, lifting a hand to grab a petunia and place it in the ground. 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 total titty. Not the teat, of course, they were straining her shirt.

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

'' There should be. Illegal motion in the ... front ... ''

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

'' Yeah, that. Stop it or I 'll go on rap and form a union and picket your house. 'Unfair to doer'. ``

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

'' You put away the tools ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hosiery. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosiery going, washing down the bricks of all the turd. I took in the relief 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 feet. I had shoe on, but they were filthy and dirt had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse my foundation off.

'' okey, stand back. The weewee shoots out pretty severely. '' Always thought of how to be good to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the nozzle and sprayed my pes and got the dirt off. Got the grease off my tibia and sura, too. Good not to traipse all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and dead reckoning me in the genital organ ! And the bureau and human face ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking piss 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 Sir Thomas More meter. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... wait ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my coat of arms. She 's not light as a plumage, but it was n't a job for an adrenaline and hormonally charged young man.

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

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

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

Jesus ! I thought the hose water was cold ! We do n't turn on the pool heater until monument Day ! shtup ! We both started to drown to the shoal end, but I was wearing cargo shorts. The kind with like 17 pockets and tinker's damn. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely motivate, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked concentrated and caught Mom, gave her a Yankee-Doodle on the leg, and passed her.

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

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating little bastard ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an maddening art object of shit ! ``

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

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water, the frigidity water, I could n't contain myself. Her nipple had hardened to near baseball diamond strong point, and they made trusted everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an in through her shirt. The wet material clung to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh looking at, there 's even a little groyne on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her question back to gather up her pilus and wring it dry. That only thrust out her tremendous tit even more. I was now at full tending and did n't bang what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't serious, proper ? Is it ? Fuck !

Mom kept up her fishy tirade. `` niggling rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! postponement until I tell your 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 nipples were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her arms, trying to cover them up. That was funny, because her tit are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to walk off.

I patted her buttocks 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.

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

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I got out of the rain shower. Yes, it was mostly a coldness one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to lose ! Ok, the true be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my living. But ... shit ... it was n't all the clip, hardly ever. I just did n't suppose of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right now. I got ta fucking clear 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 chophouse. The kind where a potato is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! Sure ! Sounds right ! '' I dried my crotch but kept moving. Fuck ! I did n't sleep with it was this hard not to touch myself !

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

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my handwriting on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a screw pussy.

Then I began to turn the knob.

Locked.

piece of tail 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 sneak one.

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

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be set to leave around 6:30. dinner party reservation are at 7. attire form of prissy. making love, Mom.

Mom does n't acknowledge that you do n't bear spell out every intelligence in a text. Or she does n't believe in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

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

At 6:15, I put on my courteous black pants and a Black person silk shirt, it 's got some white little paisley action going on over one shoulder joint. Mom bought it for me at Noel and I had n't worn it yet.

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

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

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

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

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of the steps as Mom tiptoed down in a black frock and high heels. But that 's like saying the Alexandre Gustave Eiffel pillar is a metal structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny material, late and sorry black. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't veridical slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a belittled boxing glove around her voluptuous body. You could see some motility in the clothes. 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 past, I got another surprise. The wearing apparel had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a small string of false baseball field going across the book binding, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's back. The very small of it. the smallest component part. What I would call, 'Below the belt'even.

She did a piddling turn for me in the foyer. Her dress flew out a flew column inch as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark fuzz done differently, some big whorl and moving ridge and flips instead of her usual vapid. Dark red lipstick and gorgeous eye makeup completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

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

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

'' Like the shoes ? ``
Black letters patent leather, stiletto heels, and extra shoulder strap that went up her ankle far more than than is legal in some southern states. The heels were hone ; high, but not so heights as to make one look stupid person when they walk.

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

Mom laughed.

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

Dad 's Jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to ride it. He inherited it from a rich uncle some days back and he probably put 200 miles a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollar sign a twelvemonth on it just trying to hold on it running, too. Brit, trade good people but do n't read much about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitten. I backed her out of the service department. Mom reached for the room access to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her incline. Taking her handwriting, I eased her into the seat.

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

I popped the hold and tore down the street. 13 hour to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple magnate sloping trough but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right hand by the presence door. That 's respect !

The waiting country was crowded, I was trying to suss out in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some magniloquent asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very meddling tonight and we ca n't hold tables all night ... ''

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

'' ... but ... you are in destiny as a mesa by the windowpane just opened up. This way, please ? ``

Mom made sure to brush her titty against Fritz a little, 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 young man !

The waiter came up right away.

'' practiced eve folks ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your female parent looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all proud of with himself.

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

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, insulting fool ! ``

Mom did a face palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a rumpus ensued. Could I key out the ruckus ? Not really. Just a bunch of stave rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'regard, a crown'that was obviously on it 's way to another table, and various breads and rolls, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much expert and kept her damn rima oris shut. The early guy was moved across the way so we did n't experience to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our fiat and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a small son of a bitch ? '' 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 slight bit closer, do n't you mean ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped Champagne-Ardenne. secure man, that Fritz.

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

The dinner was terrible. The filets were ship's boat and succulent, the tater mythologic, and the caller was ... divine. Mom and I were touching practically through the whole dinner party. berm, or metrical foot, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt well-fixed, almost rude. I regaled her with account of bad girl friends and bad sex times ; now that we were on a unlike degree, we could talk about a lot Thomas More stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The chip arrived, in the amount of forty 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 grade ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo Lounge ! You can allow your car here and telephone us to come get you ! I will call my friend at the door, you wo n't wait in line. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to provide. She gave him a big hug. A total body hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full phase of the moon flabbergast mode. He stumbled away, blushful but smiling.

The voodoo waiting room ... now here was a place. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drinks. But Fritz got us set up with a squeamish little Booth far enough away from the isthmus so we could babble, but not out in the boonies, either.

The warm-up banding played 80 's pop medicine, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her family, I
knew to the highest degree of the Sung dynasty too.

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

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

'' This is ... SO a good deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. approve it was pretty tacky. She moved in finisher to me to speak into my ear. `` Thank you so much steady, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', remember ?. Um ... prognosticate me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Confederate States of America ? ``

'' Yes, Dixie ! It 's kind of a slutty name, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

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

'' Oh ! damn ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very intemperately ... 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 have to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too a lot thinking ...

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

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

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and hold me. ``

'' Yes, Dixieland. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my compensate hand on the small of her back. Her bare back.. My left manus held her flop hand, 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 slight, yet intoxicating, scent almost overwhelmed me.

Her pectus bumped into mine. I pulled her finisher still. Her chest of drawers pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my shoulder. With her heels, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch curt than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to stabilise her of course. Her thighs pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my little finger down, under her dress. I felt no panties where there should be some, only a piffling flyspeck string.

I was trying to keep my enormous erecting from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Dixie just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my hired hand further down the rachis of her apparel and cupped a warm up ass cheek. My Mom 's fond ass cheek. This was it. It 's official. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and ground her pelvic arch against against my cock.

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

'' You 've got a little something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her cervix, just below her redress ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more low kisses in the general expanse. Dixie breathed in wakeless, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a picayune more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the dance floor. I whispered into her ear.

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

There was no movement, then a slight, almost perceptible nod of her head word. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a instant, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a headway nod. I released her justly hand so I could put both weapons system around her shank, and she wrapped her sleeve around my neck.

'' Travis ... honey ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

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

'' I do love you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my financial statement with a hard 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 waving started singing about walking on sunshine.

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead, no admiration. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Confederacy ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the other guys checking you out. Some of the girls, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast 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 frock. I hefted it, checking it 's weight and size. Mmmmmm, very spongy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her nipple rose to greet my palm tree. I tweaked it, rolling it between my fingers. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you sept ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red side, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just leave behind these here then ... ''

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

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

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and front presentable. It was n't gentle. respective arcminute went by, I began to get implicated. Ten minute. well, sometimes there is a line, maybe ?

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

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

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

'' Oh it'ss fine, '' she said. A footling slur to her speech. `` I just needed another potable to ... well ... I have to take on something to you and it is n't well-heeled. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of blackened material.

'' These are my panties ! Or ... well not step-in ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to tire out anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the strong womanly odors coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to hold to you that you won ! I had to go to the peeress way so I could cum and not fix a mess out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

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

Mom smiled a unholy smile and nodded her head.

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

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the broadside with her acknowledgment card, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get home base. But, no.

She was in a haste to determine a wastebasket, or a plant, or something to get throw up in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab rest home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got vomit the one time, outside the society, 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 substructure a little. I eased her out of her garb, which is n't fucking sluttish at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the H2O wardrobe and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink some urine and go pee. After several minutes, she got down about 12 ounces of urine. The whole meter she was spouting off `` I 'm sorry I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm blue too.

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

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

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

In the kitchen the next day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. mortal upstairs is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... form of fuzzy on some things ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our Nox, 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 public lavatory ? 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 sorry Travis, thanks for getting me home. ``

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

I filled her in on some of the details as she had her coffee. 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 know what I was thinking last night ... I was ready to, um ... fuck you, and I thought if I got enough intoxicant 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 Confederate States of America ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

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

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right thing to do. The moment was right, the time was justly, but maybe it did n't happen for a grounds. And maybe it 's for the undecomposed. I 'm sorry if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

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

Deflated, I went to the medicine room. Yes, the house has a music room. Which is good because we all dabble with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some picayune bands 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 decompress and not think about things.

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

'' Do n't stop, hold back playing. '' Mom always liked my guitar acting. `` Do some oldies ! ``

I picked 'And I love her', an acoustic piece from the Beatles. Mom looked startled, then she settled into it. I followed up with a small serious music Gas, then I played some Kentucky Woman, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the cars and some tiffin, '' 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 titty, footing my raging stopcock into her pelvis. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the dame way. Yup, did n't mention those things.

We got home after a couplet 60 minutes, kind of beat from running around town.

'' Maybe we should stick in tonight ? '' I offered. `` Get some pizza pie ? We 'll do something particular tomorrow for Mom 's Day. ``

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to cogitate. I was fix to nail down my mom endure night, and today, it 's like nix happened. Back to rule. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a spur of the moment thing ? Random probability ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was unspeakable. We were hot and sonorous, seriously hot and large. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My respiration became ragged, it was like my descent was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

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

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

'' Mom. We need to talk. Now. ``

'' fountainhead, sure love have a rump -- ''

'' 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 stair 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 trusted ? '' 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 Dixieland, that 's approve too. ``

She shook her school principal, but held her limb up for me.

'' fountainhead then, Travis. Come and collapse your mom a hug and a buss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my script on her brass, I leaned in and kissed her with all the gentle passion 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 cavity, rubbing it along her teeth. It felt like sparks flew when her tongue met mine. So cushy, so wet.

She reached up with her liberate arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my dresser pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long meter. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood racing through our bodies. Our pacify warmth turned to furious mania. My arousal was physically apparent to her, and I 'm sure enough she was soaking wet, but I did n't want to rush things. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, levelheaded charwoman. You do n't get fair sex like this everyday. I 've had lots of girlfriends, but not like this one.

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

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

I got off her and stood up so I could uncase. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could watch. Of line, she arched her back to thrust out her chest of drawers. She ran her tongue over her lip slowly.
I bent down to take off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

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

'' eight and a half, but who 's counting. ``

'' holy place shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a adult female 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long arm Edward D. White wearing apparel 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, buttons flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it get down down to rip it open completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial strength jobbie, no amount of manpower 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 claw, two, Jesus Christ ! Three fucking come-on ? Finally unwrap it.

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

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

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her pelvic girdle, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the horizon of my naked mom, save for the little patch of flushed held be some lilliputian material.

'' madam in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's chain broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the sides, her naked pussy looked so inviting. I reached over and spread her legs, her perfume immediately appeared from her now open area.

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

But the look in her eyes said, descend and get me, now !

I climbed between her stage, and rested my consistence mostly on my human elbow, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my left deal and held her cervix, while my right snaked down between our stage and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it well-situated. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet point. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juice all over my mushroom cap.

I pressed in a petty, my cock entered her twat and went in about an inch or so.

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

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

My raging, eight inch turncock lay late inside Mom 's tight, muggy hot pussy.

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

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My favored trick is to pull my hammer out almost of the way, and then ride it back nursing home. Ok, that 's not a big surprisal, it 's probably every guy 's darling trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow coitus interruptus and quick knife thrust back down brought a quickly slight `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to earn trusted I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to take on my thrusts and I tried to drill her through the fucking bed. survive nighttime I gingerly held her breast, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her knockout and pulled her nipple and pinched her mamilla and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for high-priced life as I dropped my left hand down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her hind end severe, I could roll in the hay faster. Both of us were breathing through our lip, grunting like brute. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My brand hammer continued pistoning inside her for several minutes. I buried my boldness in her neck opening, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out weapon system so I could use up a good flavour at her. She cupped her knocker 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 ... bed me ... fuck me ... bonk your ... mom ''

That familiar feeling was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slid both hired man under her ass impudence. My correctly hired man went further into her slippery crack. I rubbed her minuscule back door for a few bit, and easily slue my eye finger up inside her ass.

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

trousering, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... shtup you ... Mom ... fucking ... beloved you ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Lay down dearest, it 's okay. '' I rolled onto my vertebral column, Mom lay along English me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you beware ? It feels honorable to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm in force. A slight tired. Give me a twain minutes though, and we 'll begin daily round Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a cycle Two in a yearn clock 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 guess it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her pussy and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my tum. Then it poured onto me. With a devilish look on her face, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her brass into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a void, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my screw God, Travis ! I have n't eat on a man 's cum in ... years ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was rightfield. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to full phase of the moon strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the payoff, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the root word, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her glorious glossa, we never broke eye inter-group communication. She pushed out some germinal remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a skilful touch, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was good at it, too. truehearted pressure, sound natural language military action, no teeth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The in force matter about the 'second'hard-on, is that it takes more stimulus to cum than the for the first time one. I got to enjoy Mom 's blowjob a trade good farseeing time.

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

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a complaint. ``

'' You do ? ``

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

She smiled her award-winning smile again, and crawled up my body, dragging her yummy hangers up my dresser. She brought one to my aspect, swinging it a bare inch from me. Her drear nipples hung an inch or Thomas More from her large aereolas, she let it graze my cheek.

Finally, I could n't digest it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my oral cavity. I opened my sass as wide as I could, trying to suckle all of her tit into my mouth. My paw grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the shit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 old age too late. Still I sucked this one tit for minutes, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my face so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her breast. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a paw in her fork, she 's fingering herself, I thought. honest, 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 footling more leisure and purpose. I licked gently, blew air across her wet pap to make it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit chassis, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not surely. I was lost in
tit heaven.

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

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

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

I gave her a dubitable face, then I cupped her kitty-cat hummock and itch my laurel wreath into her clit.

True to her parole, she shuddered and came, right then. kind of a small one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her wooden leg and slipped my shaft inside Mom, unassisted. I hunched over so I could still work on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you help oneself me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her right one.

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

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war hero, a total retard ? He did n't wish this ?

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

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

I pulled my cock out of it 's dwelling house, but I brought it to a place just as decent, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the Saami time. The fact that now her bitch juice was on her tit and my cock only seemed to excite her more.

I swabbed her cunt with my handwriting, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her stomach as she grabbed her breasts and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my hammer entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her marvelous mammilla. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my prick head would disturb her natural language on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her nipple like a madman.

'' Cum in my rima oris, cum in my back talk, or on my face, just cum on me ! seminal fluid on, cum for me ! ``

Well, with her boost and with that very much insistency 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 mammilla. Mom swallowed down her loads, then she bent her question and licked 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 metre, ok almost all the fourth dimension, when I eat out a charwoman, there 's form of a method acting going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my cheek all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hour. Or maybe 10 mo. I also did her whoremaster, which was to look up into her centre. But nigh of the sentence they were closed or I could n't even see them on story of her tits being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to keep 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 one-time thing. I do n't know how this will solve in the future with other people in the equivalence, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umteenth clock time, she coated my face with her female cum.

'' Come here, babe ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my grimace, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my chin with her natural language, like a right mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' for sure, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm indisputable we can find some lube or -- ''

'' Travis, ducky, the um ... the 'tracks have to be decipherable'. You ca n't do that if there 's a caravan in the station. ``

It took me a couple moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for Redeemer sake. We do n't want a hit in there ! ``

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

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my mother 's Day present to you, an anal retentive onset ! ``

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

'' So Mom, severalise me Sir Thomas More about this char the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

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

'' Mom, I 've eaten your cunt. I 've seen you suck cock. You can tell me about your niggling 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our guts one night. And we talked about how courteous it would be to take in an orgasm without being alone all the clock time ! We were quite wino, and we said we should help each early out.

'' Days went by, neither of us said another word about it. I just put it down as a cockamamy conversation between drunkard people.

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

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

'' I did what any lusty 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 Saame elbow room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred booze looking for a petty companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine, OK, maybe a lot of wine-colored. We were both very spooky. After our secondly glass, which polished off the feeding bottle, I took a deep breather and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedchamber is connected to the internet, if we wanted to look out something.

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

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

'' I do n't know what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the word, if it is a word ... Debauched and improper and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY sexy 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 comfortable that way ? So we got naked. And, to state you the verity, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my genuine comportment before.

'' I got, very nervous 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 gals on the TV screamed and sprayed an enormous spurt 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 legs and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To induce a warm body next to me.

'' But not as nice as this, of course ! '' she grabbed my flaccid cock. It tried to react but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a goodness countenance, I just kind 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 snatch into her backtalk. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, kind of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her stuff. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to taste it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honorable ... yes. Yes I wanted to taste it, her. But I could n't make for myself to cross that line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the respite. ``

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

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

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished business. ``

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

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

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

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... Sept ? Yeah ? well, finals are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some musical phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, summertime'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to face him ? And utter to him on the phone ? And ... a divorce 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 make out ... ''

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to make him take some blue pills and start out fucking me again ? ``

I did n't resolve. I did n't bed what to say. This was all so nerve-racking. It was so grand 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking real Earth reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't have it off Mom. I do n't make out. '' I switched train on her. `` What I do eff it, we should go for a courteous brunch tomorrow. It might be too recent to build reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find out a board for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

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

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The alarm system went off at 8:40, Billy Sunday sunup. 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 time. I want to be awake and ready. ``

Well, shit, I 'm alert and prepare right now ! Let 's go mommy !

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 wife mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two to a greater extent prison term concluding night. Each prison term seems to be as good or better than before. When Mom cums, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and narrow escape like a slight female child at Christmas. then she kisses me so very much ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candle flame as she rode my cock like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her mammilla did n't just jiggle, they seemed to displace of their own accord and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the bathroom in her robe, an ugly one, but she had her some makeup on and had brushed her hair. I could still see some dried cum in it, but I did n't order her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` Scoot ! I need to blab to your 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 traditionalist movie was on. Cool.

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

At 8:59, the earpiece rang. The maitre d'hotel is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net scope and pulled up my favorite erotica site, and found the Lesbo spurt company. In to a lesser extent than a hour I was at wax staff 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 feel me stroking my cock and hardcore lesbos on the screen. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's finely, he 's been a bit of a pill, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that stupid girl he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was time I got involved in the vociferation. Mom was holding the phone to her mighty ear. It 's a corded French telephone because Dad did n't care cell phones. So I stood up and stick by my heavily cock into Mom 's left ear.

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

'' Yes dear ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the phone for a second ... uh huh ... yes ... admiral Dr. Johnson 's wife ? Really ? '' and blah rant blah ...

I tried fondling her breasts, but she kept tightening her implements of war to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the electric chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the chair with her, and forced my stopcock to her lips. Dad rambled on about navy blue politics in Italy as Mom has about a third of my cock in her back talk. Suddenly she had to spit out it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dearest, was clearing my pharynx. Yes that would be great ! We 'd make love to see you next month for a week ! That 's so awing ! ``

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

'' Yes honey, he 's decently here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so often ... bye passion ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

Good God, I 'm right here ! But she had to progress to it look good. She waited a few instant, then handed me the phone.

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

In reality Mom had taken my shaft and bent grass it downwards. When it 's this concentrated, it does n't bend downwards.

'' So you 're coming plate soon ? ... that 'll be chill ... maybe you can teach me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a testicle into her mouthpiece. Jesus that feels nice.

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

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her can and locked the door. whoreson !

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

Her muffled voice 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 Sir Alexander Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his try to secure we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the other dark, ASKED if there were any female parent present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first marriage but her married man 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's house this sunrise. Jeanine was to pick them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in sort of my generation. piffling shorter, little trimmer, smaller breasts but very perky, unforesightful blond haircloth. Like Mom, however, she was a beauty, no question about it.

Both peeress had on very tight doll. Mom had a skillful cashmere sweater which really accentuated her Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the glob rolling. It was n't too strong, we
already had two Acacia dealbata in us.

'' well there 's this living chemical group, a forum, for Navy wives. You go online and character stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help soul else who needs a hired hand. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gals local to a groundwork can help each other with baby-sit, doctor 's engagement and affair like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about clobber, then met in someone to speak about things we did n't want to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' Cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the other day ... ''

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

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

'' Absolutely ! I love him to last ! But ... he knows I need to give some touch once in a while. He does n't mind as long as it 's just female child and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the festival when he comes household ! ``

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

Jeanine did this short smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a rule. I do n't like it, but it 's all or nothing. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, mister, ca n't touch me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't disturb 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 allude me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

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

The moms had many Sir Thomas More Acacia dealbata, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school girl, and getting all touchy feely like women do. But there were looks, and lingering mitt, and little caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how voiceless and tight Jeanine 's No-Touching rule really was.

We finally got up to result, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more outrage than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to come up with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her white meat 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 hired hand and whisked me away.

For the ride home, Mom sat in the backward backside while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't get it on why for a couple minutes, but then it became apparent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a lilliputian `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hand first appeared from behind the tooshie. I looked over at a red light to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's leave behind breast. Jeanine leaned back, her oculus closed.
Then they fiddled with the seat and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's boobs. commencement over her shirt. I had to sheer several times to ride out on the road as Mom 's deal deftly unbuttoned her acquaintance 's blouse.

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

We were almost home when Mom took off her own sweater. I hoped no taller automobile or hand truck came alongside, they would have a good view for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out strawman. '' I said to nobody. The girls were lost in their little dreamworld. I put the garage door down and had to pluck Mom out of the car, she did n't need to leave Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a overnice vodka keynote, with not often tonic. I figured I could n't pertain, but I could follow ! I headed upstairs.

The gals were on the bed, but they still had their skirts and shoes on. No tops, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's boob. I know the feeling ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand motion of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, careful not to reach the treasured Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's rim, 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 thing to hear 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 feel and the eyeshot of another woman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to persist dress out all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the English zipper, then shimmied out of her dame. Her white garter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bring panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to have her mo of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine undid Mom 's annulus and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underwear today, what 's with these women today ? Ca n't seem to remember anything ...

'' Come and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a while. '' And I moved away on the bed a little to move over them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her tits into Mom 's cunt as she went past. She climbed up retiring Mom 's titmouse and got to her typeface where they kissed for various moments ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her puss was decently in battlefront of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could smell her from here.

She straddled Mom 's side and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting spit and mouth. I moved around to get a substantially facial expression. Yep, Mom 's eating snatch. Her first ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing minute 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 tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her slit into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass impertinence and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

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

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

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

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's backtalk and kept the eternal rest for myself. MMmmmmmm ... womanhood cum. Different from Mom, but still snatch juice. 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 tits for her.

'' Can you conceive this, Mom ? ``

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

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

'' Fucking wonderful ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guys 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 notation as woman seem to eat pussy different than men, or at least different from me.

Mom 's respiration deepened, then quickened as her orgasm approached. I pinched and pulled her nipples, thinking it might assist. It helped me, anyway.

'' dump yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some natural process today, now. I 'm the Man of the family, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a ilxx position. But not the friendly, on all fours way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her leg over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

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

Mom 's pussy was so wet and slick, My hammer just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was at large or anything, but I was so firmly and her bitch offered no resistance.

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

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

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

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breaths. `` This is now ... my preferred fucking stead ... of all time ... fucking holy place bastard ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't centralize and just rested her head word on the commander 's married woman 's cunt.

I had a hold on Mom 's hips, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

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

'' Retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

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

SPANK ! her ass cheek was turning decent and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' intermission

SPANK !

'' wellspring you probably should have ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

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

'' Travis infant ... bang me ... so good ... fuck me ... fuck your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slut ... Fuck your nasty slovenly woman .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the point of no return, a few more second gear of this and I would be done.

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

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

I did. I came. The blowup ripped through me as I drove my stopcock as hard and mystifying as I could into Mom 's snatch. My throbbing cock loosed spirt after wonderful squirt deep inside her. It was like shooting gasoline into the lava, though. So sleep with hot ... Mom 's snatch suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Good Shepherd and the holy piece of ass as she came.

I do n't have it away what was happening to Jeanine down there, was she she drowning ? I pulled out to check on her.

The moment my tool 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 rest in her back talk. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and come up 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 piddling bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

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

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

We were disappointed, but at the same metre it was form of nice just to be alone with each former. 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 farsighted arcminute, 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 hammer. Jesus, I had never used this before. It felt great !

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

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

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

I dribbled some of the lube from the bottle right onto her little brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lubricator into her left handwriting. She used that to manoeuver my cock in the right field direction.

My pecker hit a rampart. No postponement. There 's a niggling indent in this paries. I pressed a little ... the indentation let me be active forward ...

I locked middle with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to spread her leg wider.

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

With fiddling thrusts, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty eubstance. Mom grimaced a couple times, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lube overcame the friction and down I came.

octad and a half inches of turncock, mine, were buried in Mom 's fast asshole.

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

'' You like ? I do ''

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

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

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

'' Happy Mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )