“ Alex time for class !"A rap on my door pulled me out of my slumber, as my mother poked her head into my room to get me up for the day. Like every week day my mother had the faultless timing of waking me up before my alarm would go off at 7:30. I tossed in bed a little and gave a diminished groan as the sheer shifted on top of me and began to sit up. This was enough to show she had done her job and she gave me a pocket-sized smile before heading downstairs presumably to make breakfast.

As I pulled myself out of bed and to my human foot I realised my cock was hard and vertical, I let out a groan as I contemplated taking precaution of if before heading down stairs. The tent formed in the front of my pants was obvious. It wasn't anything peculiar down there just above six in but it was duncish. For a import the thought crossed my creative thinker that my mother might throw noticed the tent pitched inside my bed. I quickly lost track of those opinion as my mother called out to me again about breakfast. I pulled on a shirt and a pair of drawers to wear over my legal brief and headed down stairs.

Now my mum wasn't a crazy, stunning char with the torso of a twenty-year-old. She was 5'7 and was a little bit curvier for her sizing. Here straight fateful hair hung just below her articulatio humeri, was often done up in some kind of bun. Rich brown eyes and disastrous rimmed glasses on her side. With blanch skin mainly from working in berth all day. Her 36DD were her real number asset, and her extensive hips that lead to what only could be described as an incredibly fat ass. That's the batch I was greeted to as my own female parent was bent down getting something from the electric refrigerator. With her opprobrious bird pulled tightly around her tumid ass. I stood there distracted for a import just staring at her behind.

"Still sleeping, are we ?"she asked as she stood up and caught me staring, I figured she must consume thought I was daydreaming or just lost on thought."How many ballock did you require ?"she asked again completely breaking me out of mesmerised state."Uhh 2 is fine and some goner if that's okay."I finally responded. I didn't often stare or fantasise about my own female parent, but the net has become littered with that sort of porn, so of course the thought drifted across my mind from time to time. I wouldn't try and perv on her, but on occasion I would be able to take hold of a glimpse or her or the sight of her would make me clear she is a woman. I don't think she knew her son persuasion of her like that, and surely it would manifest into disgust if she did.

I took a fundament at the kitchen table and realised that staring at my own female parent are did nothing to serve aide in the erection I had throbbing in my trunks. As my mother made breakfast, we made some small talk about her piece of work, my university oeuvre, about dad coming domicile next Wednesday. My dad worked away most of the clock time, which was just a contribution of our liveliness. I am for certain it put some strain on my parents'marriage but they both seemed happy and capable to wield the arrangement. Then as my mother was serving up breakfast the depicted object moved onto girls, as it often would and my lack of interest in them.

"I mean it would be courteous to give a girl for the obvious reasons, but beyond that it would just be a lot of oeuvre. Plus, with all my socio-economic class lately, I just don't have the energy to do anything besides study, study and sleep."I said as I form of went on a diatribe of excuses as to why I didn't have a lady friend at the moment. It's not that I didn't want one, or couldn't get one. I mean I was an average looking guy, but it's more that I just didn't have an interest in spending that energy.

"No energy ?"My mother let out a small laugh at that comment."God, the youth really is wasted on the young."She teased before I shot back."wellspring I mean, you do everything for me so I don't really need a girlfriend rightfield now anyway."

"I don't think I take aid of everything a young man needs, and I think I should start making you do your own washing and cooking from now on."She responded.

Her and I made conversation for a little bit more before she had to allow for work. After I finished up with my own breakfast I went for a shower and took care my pressing issue at hand and couldn't help but think about my own mother telling me I need to get laid. Hell she was right, maybe I do need to get laid.

It was just after 8pm at night by the clock time I finished my classes and my part time retail job. Wasn't exactly the most exciting spirit I lead, but it would keep my out of trouble and too tired to induce any bad decisions in my lifespan. Mum was already home and no doubt she had already made some dinner and left it out for me. She'd probably be in bed by now catching up on some reading before eventually going to log Z's.

walk inside the house through the living room I noticed my mum was still up and watching tv with a field glass of wine in her hand. She only had wine after a considerably long, miserable day at work or if she was feeling lonely missing my dad. She was still in the black pencil doll that had scrunched itself up her second joint as she sat on the couch and her button-down blouse had one too many buttons undone and it showed off her cleavage and I could see the sharpness of her nigrify bra. I couldn't help but stare at her for a here and now before she realised, I was there, and once again view me checking her out.

"Hey there stranger, there is some lasagne left in the microwave for you it is probably still warm."She said with a smile. She clearly had a tough day at work, as she was definitely more on the potty side. Something that was uncommon to see, but happened on occasion."How was work ?"I asked.

"Good, busy and a foresighted shifting. Just call for some time out from everything going on and some relaxation."She said gesturing to her wine.

"fountainhead I understand that, I might accept some dinner and a shower before heading to bed."

"God a shower is a great idea, and you can't just leave your female parent drinking alone. That would just mean I am an alcoholic. You eat and have a shower and I will go make a bathtub and then we can come finish off my wine and a flick. Just leave about everything tonight."Before I could even react my mother took off to draw a bath in her en suite.

After my own shower I put on a duet of relax trail knickers and a clean shirt before heading back down to the support room. To my surprise I found my mother already out of her bath and on the couch. Her hairsbreadth still dry, but the bun done up neatly and in a smutty satin gown that cut off just before her knees. With her legs pulled up into the middle of the couch. She gave me another big grinning as she greeted me."Hello again stranger."

"Oh, so am I just a stranger tonight ?"I asked as I took a seat at the early end of the sofa."For tonight you can be."She responded as she leaned from the couch to swarm a drinking glass of wine for me, before handing it to me. We took a scant spell flicking through Netflix before settling on a new Adam Sandler moving picture. The moving picture dragged on a little at the start before my focus was taken away from it.

My mother had stretched her legs out across the lounge and over my lap, it caused her robe to dislodge slightly as residuum higher up her thigh. Her flabby white peel was more exposed and the pressure from her feet and ramification over my lap. I glanced up at her, but she seemed to be intently watching the moving picture. Her lips pursed a niggling as she occasionally took a sip of wine.

I finished my endorsement chalk of wine and felt the stirring whiz in my pants. Just thinking about it made it big. I tried to concentre on the moving picture, but struggled as my eyes would locomote back over and hover on my mother's thigh. I bit down on my lip, hoping the pain would distract me. Her legs stretched out for a instant rubbing their length across the protuberance that was beginning to form.

"I didn't think the pic was this good."She said as she curled her knees back up a little dragging her branch and foot across my extrusion.

"It is n't, it just happens sometimes."

"See this is why you need a girlfriend to lease care of those motive, that your mother ca n't ''

"fountainhead I mean if I am a stranger, that makes you one as well."I joked, that is when she did something unexpected. Rolling onto her back she kept her wooden leg over my lap, and the fatal satin robe exposed just a sliver across her stomach. I could see the edges of her step-in and bra.

"I mean, I guess we are both strangers then. Do you find out Netflix with almost naked stranger often ?"she asked while looking up at me as she her legs pressed down against my growing bulge.

"Not as often as I would care, do you normally get half raw, sot, and watch Netflix with stranger ?"

She blushed a little at that comment as we looked at each former."I don't ever do this, but it is exciting."Her hands moved down pulling at the Joseph Black satin gown to the side a little more to bring out her stomach, black lace scanty and black lace bra. I had never seen my own mother like this before. Her soft pale skin contrasting against the mordant lacing on her body. Her tumid round breasts almost completely on display as the lace held it tight against her peel and her sonant pink pap were almost poking through.

"It gets more exciting."I responded softly as my hired man moved across and against her discover thigh. I leant down moving on top of my own mother we began to kiss. The gustation of red wine was on her breathing time as we began to buss more deeply. Our back talk parting a little and our tongue dancing with each former as my body pressed down against hers more. My hands rubbing along her thighs and over her hips as I pulled the pitch-dark satin robe off her shoulders leaving her in just her underclothes.

Her hands moved under my shirt pulling it up. For a moment our buss broke as she pulled it off over my head, and I sat back taking it from my berm and arms. I looked down and for a instant we were both considering what to do. lust too out as I reached down grabbing hold of her breasts giving them a business firm squeeze. It was enough to propel her to sit up a petty and remove her bra. Finally, I got to see those beautiful titty bare and exposed.

I bought my head down almost instantly to lease one of her mamilla into my mouth and began to sop up on her nipple. I could try her moan as I move one handwriting down between her pegleg. Being able to feel her wet pantie already as I continued to suck on her nipple. Letting my dentition lightly graze against it for a present moment, gave her chills and jackass bumps raised over her hide.

My fingerbreadth pressed in a little through her pantie, moving up along them over her clit. Rubbing it through the fabric as my handwriting moved over the hem of the underclothes. I started to kiss my way down her eubstance and as I got to the edge of her panties, I pulled at them. Her hips lifted up, allowing me to deplume them down and over her large turn ass. She kicked off her panties and my mother was now completely naked for me as she bought her knees up and spread her legs.

I leaned down and slew my tongue along the border of labia. Painstakingly tiresome as my spit danced along the edges. Her hand reached down stroking through my hair and tugging on it. My natural language slid along her snatch, only letting it stay in contact with her clit for a moment. My tongue continued to slide from the bag of her kitty up over her clitoris, each successive time spending a little longer on her button and to a greater extent focus on it.

By the end my glossa was working on her clitoris, her legs had pulled around my head. Her feet resting on the middle of my dorsum as her back talk lifted to rub against my face more. My knife flicking and stroking her clit. I could feel her legs tense up and a small wag of her soundbox as she climaxed over my expression.

I continued to let my tongue rub and tease her clit as she quivered beneath me. Her hand pulled at my whisker, hard enough to yank me away and her leg squeezed shut. Locking her leg together tightly as she was far too sensitive for me to continue. I couldn't help but smiling knowing I had just made this beautiful woman cum. I pulled away from her and stood up at the side of the lounge, as I began to prompt my runway trouser off, she sat up. I was surprised as she helped remove my bloomers and disclose my severely cock. She took it into her mouth without hesitation, or prompting.

My own mother hot wet rima oris wrapped around my prick as I stood there in a sense of disbelief. I steadied myself by placing my hands on her head, but I let her master the rhythm and tread. My rosehip pushed forward a little, wanting to launch my cock down her pharynx. I held back the urge as she would skid up allowing her mouth to almost osculate the school principal of my cock, before letting her natural language swirl around the tip. Sliding it along the small pussy. Her tongue would then move back down the underside of my prick, then slip her hot mouth back down my dick taking it mysterious in her throat.

This would continue with the pace picking up, eventually she stopped swirling and teasing the head of my rooster. She began to actuate up and down my dick at a dissolute pace as she gave me such an incredible blowjob. I could finger myself getting close to cumming. I pulled her away from me letting out a frustrated groan that I didn't just finish. I wanted more though, I wanted to do more. She gave me a cheeky smile as she moved her hand up and stroked my cock.

"Was mortal close to finishing ?"She said with a large grin, her mitt continuing to stroke me while leaning in licking the tip of my hammer once more."What about on my font ? Did you want to finish there ?"

"I want to finish inside you."I said reaching down for her helping hand and pull her up to her groundwork. I lead her devour to my bedroom both of us completely naked. The hale metre us grabbing and kissing one another. By the prison term we got to my bed, I was practically carrying her as I pushed her down against the bed. I climbed on top of her and finger my cock thrust up against her body.

She reached her hand down between my legs grabbing delay of my shaft and guided it inside of her. I pushed my cock deep interior of her. Feeling her tight pussy wrapped around my cock squeezing it. I began to fuck her in my bedchamber, burying my cock deeper into her pussy as I began to force down harder. My cock forcing deeper into her with each knife thrust sliding deeper inside of her.

She let out a long groan, moaning my name as her hands rubbed and clawed at my spinal column. I moaned with her. Our moan filling the room as my midst shaft stretched out my own mother. Feeling her crocked wet pussy sliding down every column inch of me. I could palpate her body commence to clench and reduce under me.

Her body was arching as she tried to grind up and receive each jab of my cock, while it slid deeper inside of her. I reached down to grab hold of her hip joint to keep her steady. Pinning her to the bed almost as I felt myself getting closer. She moaned more, her moans filling the room, probably the entire house. With a shudder I felt her climax over my cock. The wave of pleasure rolling over her. Her pussy tightened around my cock squeezing it, as my throbbing thick appendage exploded into her.

Thick Stanford White streams of cum filled her fuddled pussy. I gave a few dim but grueling thrust into her as I finished emptying my load inside of her, before moving to the side of meat and collapsing down on the bed beside her. We both laid there in a gumption of X and euphory as cum dribbled from my own mother's pussy. That's when it dawned on me, I had just cum cryptical inside my own mother .