cushion and Awe…
By co-authors Phyllisroger

It was farsighted ago or was it yesterday. Finally, after a long day it was prison term for some rest and recreation…heavy on"recreation."My home was vacuous except for me and my favorite vauntingly dog. I was feeling randy. When the air came through the open room access I could separate. My cunt was wet and the air cooled me, only making me more hot and ready to go on a higher floor with Duke…my great black lab. OMG, we were a team and we joined…as in joined…together for fun whenever we had the chance. This afternoon was one of them.

Children were at shoal, hubby away on one of his travel outings. Being alone was a form of rousing and I called Duke. We moved upstairs to my bedroom for a little play. I chuckled his ears, he had that doggie smile, he was breathing from climbing the stairs and with each breath his doggie cock pointed our of its sheath…inhaling, exhaling and his putz in unison. I petted his caput, played with his sheath and out came a pulsing, dripping cock. I stroked the putz, leaned down and kissed as it grew hard and flexed to the touch of my affectionate cuddling. I sucked the tip.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in my assuredness house coat which hung loosely on my trunk and down to my knee. It was our footling game and Duke nosed up the hem several times and then moved forward. He knew what to do. He was under my frock. I spread my legs and he took a big resplendent slurp of my cunt sending tingle through my body. I lifted my dress to my waist and Duke was in serious attention. I lifted my pussy for him ; open my mouth and he didn't disappoint with his wonderful, soothing glossa. If only I could teach a man to oil me with his mouth. Some did. A lot didn't but I had my dog. respectable old reliable Duke ! Hard at his task…as in really gruelling, dripping, moving from side to side.

The sight of this dog's hammer and the notion thrilling through my consistence from the trouncing that were too lots. There was a short sentence before the children came home from schooling but I didn't want to wait to be fucked. It was such a quiet morning and afternoon I had it on my idea for 60 minutes and the time had come…I could have probably climaxed all by myself but right now I had assistant. I climbed on the bed, pulled the housedress over my fag, took my status : arms forward, face down, ass and cunt up and waiting. I was so hot I didn't even hear the squeaker of the screen door and didn't care. It was probably just the breeze.

Actually it had opened to a whole new excitement for me. Meanwhile, Duke had mounted me, poking around, it was division of our foreplay : his peter slapping around my ass, poking around and wetting and cooling me. I could cause taken a frigid bathroom right then and still have been hot. I grunted and closed my center. His prick had finally found my cunt and entered. It always made me grunt. He was a fine big boy and was pumping now ; my excitement building and I knew a marvellous culmination was on its way to sanctify my body.

"Mom !"OMG, my son Eric had come household early…that was the racket from the CRT screen doorway. I looked back only to see him at my door, his mouth wide spread at the sight. I muttered :"Please close the door. Go downstairs. mamma just can't barricade right now. I'll see you in the kitchen."Letting out another oink and I could feel that releasing climax traveling from my toes and shoulders focusing on my hot puss being churned. Feel it flowing from my face, down my cervix and breasts…my entire dead body in emotion and all focusing on my cunt. OMG it was here and now ! His knot was slapping me. He was trying to enter me. We made more racket. The climax throbbed through me ; the dog finally climbed down forgetful to Eric and the break. You can't cut off a dog at work or, in this shell, interrupt mummy for a little chat with her oldest 13 class old son.

I rested for a few minute, gathered my courage and went downstairs."Eric. What you saw was your resource. Duke and I like to wrestle."Eric's eyes got bigger…they were already big…he hadn't heard his Mom lie very often. He said :"Mom. I don't have that in force an imagination. Duke sure has a big tool !"“ Yes he does,"I said,"and sometimes momma needs it to relax. prognosticate that it is our secret ? If so, I have another surprisal for you but only if it is our secret and no one else's"I let out my breath when he said :"Okay Mom. I won't William Tell Dad or anyone. So what is the surprise ?"

"It's sentence for us to talk, honey. Sit down. I don't know what you've done about sex or girls and it's time we talked about it…we're humans and sex is part of humanity. seminal fluid over her and sit across from me."He did."Mom and Dad do the Lapp thing sometime as I was doing with Duke but Dad is gone for a yearn time sometimes and I get sexual tactual sensation that are frustrating if they aren't taken fear of. Understand ?"He nodded."It's a little like when we're thirsty and we need food for thought. Sometimes we have touch sensation that need sex."Eric was sitting there staring at me."Mom you're very pretty and have a pretty condition. Some of the male child at shoal tell me how pretty is my Mom."I loved these Word and continued :

"When a man and cleaning lady have sexual feelings they need to exact attention of them. Usually Dad and I go upstairs. I take down his pants and he puts his hands under my dress and feels me. When I take down his pants and then his underclothes his cock gets loaded and he likes me to snog it, lick it, put it in my mouth, and run my tongue all over it until he is prepare to put his remains cock inside me and then we feel really thoroughly. Having sex is a wonderful experience."I looked at him. He was stone silent. Fascinated with my words. I looked down at his waistline. He was wearing drawers. I could see the gibbosity in his bloomers. I hesitated with my next step but I was getting hot again and with my son ! I was still coming down from my bedchamber experience. Looking at my son's bulge made my nipples hard. I was fix but waited to see what would hap. It was very placid in our kitchen as my son looked at me ; questioning. Then he broke the silent, expectant moment.

"Mom,"he said :"What ?"“ I think I'm having those intimate touch sensation that you were talking about. What should I do with them ?"I smiled…he was old enough…and as I knew, a"big boy"…we didn't circumcise our tike and sons had big dicks."Stand up,"I said and he did."Come over here,"I said and he did. I loosened his belt and unbuttoned him."This is our undercover. Right ?"He looked at me and nodded. I had his pants down now and his large cock was out. I was afraid blood brother and sister would be home and glanced at the clock…we still had time for our lesson. I stroked his cock which was big and firm, the tip wet, I looked at him and he had this big smile."That feels thoroughly Mom"he said."Keep doing that."I stroked him more, cupped his balls, holding his glob, stroking and then reached down for a kiss and clout. I licked the radix of his cock ; his hands touched my ears and I began to suck him."Mom,"he said."What ?"I mumbled through my lips."It is feeling different now and getting …ah ! … better…much…much better."His fingers tensed on my ears asI continued licking…he exclaimed :."Please don't plosive consonant Mom !"

And of course I didn't. I couldn't hitch in my lecherousness for this beautiful big son pecker. He had a wonderful"man putz"not a petty boy shaft and his precum was slippery on my natural language aiding me in giving him delight. I licked the tender hide underneath as he squirmed and bend with each lick. Then he tightened on my pinna, tensed"MOM ! Oh…Mom…"and then he came in my mouth…I felt his first volley of cum and then another…a big, big come from his"Man Cock."My trivial boy all grown up wetting his Mom ‘ s throat with his sweet sperm. I swallowed and licked him down to soft. He sat back down, his bare freighter on the chair."Gosh. Oh gosh. That was enceinte !"It was all he could say. I heard the kid arriving. We had had our fun just in the knick of prison term.

"Pull up your pants. Your face is red…go plash some water."He got up but stopped, looked at me, said :"Mom. If I don't tell. Can we do that again ?"I just smiled…and said :"Of course of action and I have some other lessons."He ran off to get his boldness washed and in came the children running up to me giving me a hug, walking over for a drink of milk."Have a squeamish day dearest ?"I asked."Yes we did. Did you have a overnice day ?"I said it had been a wonderful day, which, in fact, it had been and more. I couldn't wait to teach Eric a few more than affair. matter that send Mom's into"Gosh"acres. I hoped I didn't have to wait long .