I sat my naked ass on the stool beside the dressing tabular array and picked up Mom's lighter. My cock was wilting as I touched the fire to my cigarette.
To me, the sight of my cum leaking from my female parent's bush covered pussy, was one of the most pleasing things of my entire life.
The only thing that would receive made it better is if she'd been as commove about it as I was.
Her particular date had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all night. That little white watercourse was the tierce load I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get bit four before she would start coming out of it.
This was the ninth or tenth prison term I was capable to get out off the same feat, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each meter, she had refused to date the ‘ offender'again.
Now, we'd have to receive her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to criticise off number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my live on stream, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, peg spread, and in a pool of cum.

Fucking was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one adult female I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still asleep when she tapped on my doorway and told me the coffee was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the real intellect she was needing her shower bath so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me plate last-place night ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the gustatory sensation of tequila but it kicks my ass every fourth dimension. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely remember getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me cockeyed, stick their gumshoe in me and drag ass."
She put my coffee tree mug in nominal head of me and hugged me to her big tits. I wanted to suck them right thru her thin mansion coat, but I settled for a snuggle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can facilitate you find a really good guy ; one who will regale you with a short respect."
She patted the top of my heading and told me she'd be compensate back. When I heard the bathroom door close, I adjusted my bagger so my rising peter wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my turncock while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an theme. Why don't you and I have a date nighttime ? We can eat out, maybe go to a club ; dance a slight, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my question, again,"At least I know I can look on you to care for me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the damn floor and fuck her, rectify then. It's a good thing the table hid my hard on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the textile. When she turned her cockeyed ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't try me groan with pleasance and assuagement when I pumped my payload into the lav. One guesswork missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my breathing returned to normal.
I was at a deprivation about how I was going to plan drinks and drugs, so I could fuck her all night long, again. But… I had all day to cerebrate about it. ************
The steaks were medium rarefied and tender. The salad was frizzy, covered with the delicious, hot, sign dressing with bacon moment and tiny pieces of daikon. The baked potato had some steak sauce blend with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one glass of red wine, but limited herself to that undivided glass.
It was going backbreaking to slip the knockout pill into her deglutition unless she got tipsy ; to the point she wouldn't pay much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red onion gild for two hours or more. She had several guys ask for her ship's company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my precious son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my attention tonight."
She gave me a blinking and a smile each meter she sent a suitor away. Her eyes rarely left our table and she would pat my bridge player often as we sat between saltation.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcohol before I talk about that turd,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my conclusion to go lighting on the liquor tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go home and I'll tell you some things, once we get out of these fancy apparel. You're 22years old, now, and there's sight of history you need to have it off about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the couch in my fret when she came down the stairs in the diaphanous gown. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you suppose ? Do you like it ?"
"shite, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"Look, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on fag and pinches the last together. I spotted it first about three dates ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each meter I woke up in a pool of cum. The second time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this morning, there it was again. You've been filling my old slit every sentence I come habitation drunkard. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My head was immobilize as her big tits swayed in front of me while she stepped out of her panty. I raised my hips so she could pull my sweat knickers off. When she saw my hard putz standing at attention, she gave it a quick candy kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her brown nipples to me.
Needless to say, I popped my nuts in lupus erythematosus than two minutes. She didn't have a luck to ride long enough to possess an climax, but she assured me the night was young… and there were many, many Night to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, earlier ; I hope you don't judgment that I pull on your dick while I tell you some things. In fact, whenever you get ready for more pussy, we'll take a open frame from the story."
Mom reminded me that her female parent was killed long before I was born. Grandpa was a bad-tempered ol'bastard and made Mom come out sucking his putz when she was still very young,"He'd grab hands full of my hair and force me to gag as I swallowed his nasty loads. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his best-loved way to humiliate me. He'd state me that women were made for sucking, fucking and having babies. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many time I've thanked the exponent above that he never got me pregnant. He finally fell deadened one dark, while his dick was in my oral cavity. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't remember if I had ever kissed my female parent's lips or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked torso to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My hands roamed her firm body while hers stroked my prick. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into place. Her branch bedcover and my firmly beam sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that rung, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasms ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the house,"coke line are not my favorite matter to do, but I didn't mind giving mind to your dad once in a while. The first time he got rough and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at employment. He tore my clothes off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his gumshoe at my sassing several prison term, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my pharynx and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his nut as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better swing and hit him intemperately.
"I had to sleep with a cop Friend of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this house since."
In the last ten months, Mom and I have spent every dark together. When she's on her period, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each former, and treat each other like man and wife. I hope that never changes .