( Greetings ! This one 's maybe 45 minutes long. hope you enjoy it ! )




mother 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in front of the former, for fastness ! '' He 's a fighter airplane pilot, that 's the standard response. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm gamy f number, 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 home for mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going base, uh, Fri 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 need to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the wrong feeling, think me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( impermanent duty ) in Italy. Dad was a captain, bucking for Admiral, so he was very busy. The house is in Alexandria, Old Dominion, 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 for 3 age, including serving as flight of steps Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under firing, great under pressure, and a screwing good story guy and a heavy dad.

The only if trouble is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed to a greater extent than half my life.
My blood brother and me were pretty tough customers as kids growing up, but we were no compeer for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was adequate'. Or rather, I learned early on. My elderly brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New York with his new wife. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last socio-economic class of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my History professor that the Friday class was cancelled.

Cool. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and laundry and sped for home. My girlfriend and I broke up hold up week so I had no reasonableness not to go home early. speechmaking of fucking retards, god she was needy. Texting me all jazz day, getting angry when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within minute. Hey babe, I was taking a exam, calm down. No ! You do n't love me blah blah blah, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple year, and with Dad being gone so much, Mom really looked forward to my prison term at home with her. She 'll be happy to see me home ahead of time, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour drive went by pretty quick, and I pulled into our trivial mansion. It 's a Navy-owned sign of the zodiac that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay rent, but not what it 's really worth. Just a perk that we do n't secernate the taxpayers about. Anyway, the house is 5 bedchamber, compound elan, big in-ground pool in the immense backyard. I stepped out into the estrus. It 's eldritch, being so hot in early May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the sang-froid house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom take in some mass up there ?

I walked up the stair to investigate. I did n't call out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The interference was people, fair sex 's voices, 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 bedroom, and got the shock of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her head propped up on some pillows. Her large breasts cradled between her sleeve. Her arms were together because she had two hired man on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her mere pussy.

But that was n't all.

Laying next to my mom was another cleaning lady, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. garden pink, I think it was. They were laying right future to each former, their limb and legs touching each other. One of their peg was overlapping the other gal, I 'm not exactly for certain whose.

I turned my top dog to the flat screen on the wall, the reservoir of all the noise. A porno played, a caboodle of missy doing one of those gay woman squirt drunken revelry. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a pitch-dark chick named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The porno is where one daughter gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her case by all the other chicks. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all discharge like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the point of the story.

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

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

'' Hi Mom. ``

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

What the nooky was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our country 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 whole way.

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

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

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the fuck did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nobody 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a John Major fuck pothole receding in the aloofness. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the front wheels go all wobbly and take a crap. I managed to tear over to the incline of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't think that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 minutes and towed me to the nearest auto fixture dude. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a quick look.

'' Tie Rod, '' he said. `` Can probably get one tomorrow, have it done by the end of the day. ``

Great. None of my crony are home yet. Guess I have to face 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 get along 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 fourth dimension to think about this. And I came to the decision that I did n't know what to cerebrate. Was she cheating on Dad ? kind of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the truth in this house ! '' That line was drilled into me, by her, for years. Oh gawd ...

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

I went up to my room and shut the door. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so blur. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my family line had squadron parties, all the next-to-last officers would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the looker, no let me get the chicken feed, I 'll get more ice ... all that kind of poppycock. Dad would get a thrill out of it. She was a grave viewer, for sure. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty horseshoe, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to diddle 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 bang how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some banquet or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air forcefulness root word in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion crap with the son in low. 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 sure as shooting, he liked me straight away, but not in a grievous way. He was older than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

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

I variety of blushed and turned my school principal. I do n't need to hear about this !

'' You probably do n't require to pick up this, but I need to explain some thing to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their shaver but, in light of certain ... luck ... I think you deserve to experience. ``

She started dishing out Aunt Betty 's famous chicken recipe. My favorite. What a coincidence.

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

'' Now, in the United States Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, political science play a big character of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your Father-God 's career ! '' She posed for a bit, sticking out her chest of drawers and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very penetrating and all that, but I played a big persona. It never helps to shmooze your commanding officer, or give birth your wife do it. ``

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

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little dalliance 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 admittedly to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The like, 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 Amytal holy person, that was the first I heard of it. Just little whispering at first, perhaps some appealing flavour from other wives. They knew. Finally, soul 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 error, he said.

'' So I had a choice. extend to be the 'good Navy wife'and raise you two male child and make a animation for us, or bail out and conflict on my own. ``

She paused for a while so she could eat, I was trying to march all this. Mostly I was wishing she was n't telling me all this.

'' It was n't sluttish, and we had a lot of engagement. Some very big single. '' I remember some of those. Not near sentence. `` But in the end, I wanted the sprightliness. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable habitation for my kids.
'' He toned down his bodily process, and it was just something that happened 'on the road'and he never brought it home. I turned the other impertinence, looked the other way, what ever you want to yell it, and we have a pretty good animation 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 scratch his ass in populace, let alone fritter around. ``

'' I ... I did n't screw, 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 don very much. Always have. And I love our life together. I would n't trade it for the world. '' She was grievous, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some reply on her activities of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of roses, kid. I shit you not. You know this, Dad could be gone on deployments 6 month, 8 months, one sentence he was gone 11 month. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her fork on her plate.

'' Well ... mother fucker ... I have needs, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed honest. All this time ... '' 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 full admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the to the highest degree part ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The United States Navy hero. Shot down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus Deliverer, 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 womanhood named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's tears had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my friend you saw today, is another USN wife. She 's young than me by a few age, but in the same boat. We got drunk once and spilled our bowel, our deep, deep guts ! And after several months of talking, we decided to have a little joint sitting today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

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

'' We always tell the trueness in this theater ! '' she said.

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

'' Ok Mom. wellspring here 's a true statement from me. I ... do n't have a go at it what to say at this point. 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 first. Obviously, that was n't reasonable, or very overnice. ``

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

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to look me and gave a fast 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 evening as I was very well-worn. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind 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 favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a unearthly subject, 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 course of study ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN SQUIRT 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 kind of Weird. It 's more that, this is just kind of ... damage ... on so many levels, and yet these chicks are having such a be intimate clap ! They are either some great actresses ( tentative ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just love this diddly-shit. I prefer that account, that they are just fucking sex daemon and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 moment flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't help but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a ally, too. Maybe Mom would wish to eat that dame 's pussy and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my cock at close to Ernst Mach 1 ! I had to keep it 's guide down or that shit would hit me in the eye or even go on the wall. It 's happened before, confidence me.

I slept pretty good that Nox. I 'd care to differentiate you about some loony sex dreams, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in money box about 10 on Fri. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's home. But, obviously, when the maitre d' 's away, the Panama will represent ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of egg and 1st Baron Verulam and haschisch Brown. She asked for my help in the garden ; it was sentence to plant some flowers. In the old efflorescence bed off to the side of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my lading boxershorts and a tee shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and baseball glove and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few hour later, wearing some red short shorts. And I mean poor. As in 'not long'. short circuit. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her ramification separate from her midriff. At least two millimetre past her ... private area. She also had on one of daddy old USN khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the long shirt tails and tied them into a knot in strawman. This exposed some of her venter to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a irregular, I could glance at her bare middle 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 biddy ? I was mentally tabulating her assets and was set up to allot her a figure ? This is n't right on !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my filling and also with a damn rage. I need to consider properly. straighten out up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a number, I might as well portion it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a darn mellow phone number for a forties charwoman. well, shag you. And the sawbuck you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had curves, and they were tight. And her framing, while not tiny like a starving framework, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size that significant ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or More. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a haltere top. But the just role was her face. Good chin with no hang-downs or doubles going on. Nice skin as she kept out of the sun for the most contribution. She kept her teeth Andrew Dickson White, which makes one unseasoned looking. But the best parts were her eyes and her smile. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey dirt, her eyes lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that meant something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that bang-up grin, too.

'' Easy tiger, you do n't let to do it all in one minute, you know ! ``

We got the flats 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 mansion so Mom always wanted to industrial plant bloom to produce it look gracious. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to flora and stimulate matter grow. We chatted about all sort of hooey, until she brought up a funny bailiwick out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` speechmaking 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 knees with her legs tucked under her. Her breasts jiggled as she tried to unwrap open a flora flat.

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

'' I just wanted to let you make out that you were the winner. '' She said.

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

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

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you have it away ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty socks, crusty old T-shirt, kleenex in the bedchamber garbage can ... a female parent knows ! '' There was that smiling again, with the twinkly eyes.

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

'' It just made me a bit anxious, I thought maybe you were going to wrench into a sex addict or something. ``

'' Well, how do you believe I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex drive. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, morning, noon, good afternoon, night prison term ... wait ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my whack off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well expression at my gene pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have practically pick of not being a sex demon. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' wellspring, Trav. Let 's not make each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

fountainhead 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 verity in this sign of the zodiac'! 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 casing someone loses control ... ''

'' Hmmm. Penalty. '' I thought for a few moments. Then I came up with a big and direful idea.

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

holy place fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some kind of unhinged nooky puppy and I do n't know if there 's a heaven but I 'm pretty sure there 's a sin and I 'll be in it with all the other derelict and degenerate and killers and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the dirt for a patch in silence.

'' Who said it could get this ass hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my head word to try and hitch some breeze. I got back to workplace, I was trying to chop the ascendant away from some early nooky tree that was invading the prime bed.

'' Foul ! '' Mom called. `` Um ... Un-necessary Buffness ! ``

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no rules ! It 's jut win or lose, mama ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made surely to flex my branch more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should bend a little more away from her so I can bend over for her and grab some fuck roots.

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

'' It does NOT smell ! okey ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me come out here ! ``

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

I just chuckled until Mom sat up straight and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her branch way up in the air. Her thorax swelled to enormous proportions as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

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

I kept sneaking looks as she went about her business like I was n't there. She undid the top push button on her old shabby shirt. Then the next. And another one. Christ ! How many buttons are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt tails tied right hand at her belly button.
I could now see exposed boob flesh.

cleavage. Lovely, iniquity, and deep. But I have promise to observe. And many days before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my work, trying to conceal my rising boner. I sneaked flush back over my shoulder. Mom was on all fours, moving about, lifting a deal to grab a petunia and place it in the basis. Her bosom swayed back and Forth River, 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 tot tits. Not the nipples, of course, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, think of ? ``

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

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

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

We finished about an hr 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 hose. ``

I put away a few thing in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosepipe going, washing down the bricks of all the grunge. I took in the rest 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 foot. I had shoes on, but they were lousy and poop had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse my understructure off.

'' O.K., stand back. The water supply shoots out pretty hard. '' Always mentation of how to be honorable to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the snout and sprayed my feet and got the dirt off. Got the dirt off my shins and calf, too. secure not to traipse all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hosiery and pellet me in the fork ! And the chest and expression ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking water felt common cold !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash off my back.

'' Are you done ? '' I asked when she stopped.

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one more time. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... wait ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

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

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

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

As she came up for air, I did a cannon ball right adjacent to her.

the Nazarene ! I thought the hose water supply was frigid ! We do n't turn on the pool warmer until memorial Day ! Fuck ! We both started to swim to the shallow end, but I was wearing cargo shorts. The kind with like 17 pockets and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming short pants ! I could barely move, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked punishing and overhear Mom, gave her a Northerner on the leg, and passed her.

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

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating little asshole ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of motherfucker ! ``

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

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water supply, the common cold urine, I could n't contain myself. Her nipples had hardened to near adamant strength, and they made surely everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an column inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh look, there 's even a little mole on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her promontory back to gather up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her tremendous tits even more. I was now at total attention and did n't experience what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't serious, ripe ? Is it ? shtup !

Mom kept up her comical tirade. `` Little rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! Wait until I tell your begetter -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to calculate down and saw my raging hard-on.

'' William Tell dad ... what ? Tell him what, Mom ? I 'm thinking maybe we do n't tell him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet teat were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her blazonry, trying to cover up them up. That was rum, because her knocker are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to walk off.

I patted her butt 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.

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

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I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a insensate one. I had to get this affair back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to lose ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm surely that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my aliveness. But ... shit ... it was n't all the time, hardly ever. I just did n't imagine of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely rectify now. I got ta fucking make my head.

'' beloved ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to clean up and do some shopping for some tinker's damn. You can go do whatever, but I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. Maybe, Fleming 's ? '' That was a high-end steakhouse. The kind where a potato is xii dollars.

'' Yeah ! Sure ! Sounds good ! '' I dried my genital organ but kept moving. fucking ! I did n't bang it was this hard not to touch myself !

In my room, I heard the exhibitor go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the moment of Truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with ardour ? This will tell. If I go in there, we 'll encounter out.

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my hired hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a fucking pussy.

Then I began to squirm the knob.

Locked.

Fucking 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 furtive one.

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

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Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be gear up to leave around 6:30. Dinner qualification are at 7. apparel variety of decent. dear, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't have spell out every Son in a text. Or she does n't trust in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

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

At 6:15, I put on my nice calamitous pants and a fatal silk shirt, it 's got some White lilliputian paisley natural action going on over one shoulder. Mom bought it for me at Dec 25 and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my fuzz up ... roar. Looking pretty sharp ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

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

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

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

I stopped speaking. I stood at the al-Qaida of the stair as Mom tiptoed down in a black dress and high bounder. But that 's like saying the Eiffel Tower is a metal structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny cloth, deep and dark blackened. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a pocket-sized glove around her voluptuous body. You could see some motion in the attire. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the attire was cinched a bit and seemed to allow some support for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprise. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a slight string of simulated rhomb going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the humble of Mom 's rachis. The very small of it. the smallest part. What I would hollo, 'Below the bash'even.

She did a little turn for me in the anteroom. Her dress flew out a flew inches as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark hair's-breadth done differently, some big Robert Floyd Curl Jr. and waving and flips instead of her usual flat. dark red lipstick and gorgeous eye make-up completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... mythical ... holy diddlysquat ... you do n't look like anybody 's mother ! ``

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

'' Like the horseshoe ? ``
blackamoor patent leather, stiletto dog, and extra straps that went up her ankle far more than is legal in some southern states. The hound were double-dyed ; high up, but not so high school as to make believe one look stupid when they walk.

'' Holy 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 Key ! ``

Dad 's Panthera onca, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to ram it. He inherited it from a deep uncle some long time back and he probably put 200 stat mi a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollar mark a year on it just trying to keep it running, too. brit, good people but do n't understand often about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitten. I backed her out of the garage. Mom reached for the doorway to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her side. Taking her script, I eased her into the seat.

Revving the engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with hope of a truehearted and unsafe ride !

I popped the clutch and rupture down the street. 13 minutes to go ! We screeched and careened and did a duet baron lantern slide but still made it to the eating house about ten hour late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right wing by the front room access. That 's respectfulness !

The waiting area was crowded, I was trying to check in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some tall asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very in use 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 grinning at old Fritz. Really, she did win an accolade in 8th class for best smile. We only tell the truth ... ok I 'll shut up.

'' ... but ... you are in luck as a tabular array by the window just opened up. This way, please ? ``

Mom made sure to brush her bosom 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 correct away.

'' salutary evening kinfolk ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all please with himself.

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

'' This ... is n't ... my ... female parent ... you insolent, arrogant, insult fool ! ``

Mom did a fount palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruckus ensued. Could I describe the ruckus ? Not really. Just a bunch of faculty rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a crown'that was obviously on it 's way to another tabular array, and various loot and scroll, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much easily and kept her damn mouth shut. The former guy was moved across the room so we did n't have to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our orders and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a fiddling diddlyshit ? '' 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 little bit closer, do n't you recollect ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my paw on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hairsbreadth as we sipped bubbly. Good man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's better. Now we look like a match. '' And she patted my genu under the table. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the table but I was able to shut my stupe lip up just in time.

The dinner was tremendous. The filets were bid and succulent, the potatoes fabulous, and the society was ... divine. Mom and I were touching practically through the whole dinner. shoulder, or foundation, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost natural. I regaled her with floor of bad daughter friends and bad sex prison term ; now that we were on a different layer, we could spill about a lot More stuff.

Sadly, the dinner party came to an end. The stoppage 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 line ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo waiting room ! You can allow your car here and holler us to come get you ! I will foretell my friend at the door, you wo n't wait in line. ``

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

Fritz went into fully flabbergast style. He stumbled away, red-faced but smiling.

The Voodoo lounge ... now here was a blank space. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drink. But Fritz got us set up with a nice lilliputian cubicle far enough away from the band so we could talk, but not out in the boonies, either.

The warm-up band played 80 's pop euphony, Mom 's pet. Having grown up in her firm, I
knew nearly of the Song dynasty too.

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

Who could protest ? Not me. The flooring was pretty crowded, which was good. We stepped up and got our 'Super addict'on. After a few songs we went back and sucked down some bozo Gimlets.

'' This is ... SO MUCH FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. sanction it was pretty cheap. She moved in closer to me to verbalize into my ear. `` Thank you so much sweetie, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

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

'' South ? ``

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

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to take on ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you capable to not molest yourself this afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! dogshit ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very HARD ... 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 sustain to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too much thought process ...

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

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly funny. But then. One of her ducky songs came on. 'Lady in Red', a wearisome song about dancing with his devotee. I was set up to evacuate the saltation base, but Mom pulled me back.

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and hold me. ``

'' Yes, Confederacy. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hand on the small of her back. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right hand, and we swayed to the music.

'' You 're so beautiful, Mom. ``

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't mediate 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 chest bumped into mine. I pulled her closer still. Her chest of drawers pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my shoulder. With her heel, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to trip up and pulled her tight, to steady her of course. Her second joint pressed against me. I caressed her gloomy back, slipping my piffling finger down, under her attire. I felt no pantie where there should be some, only a little diminutive string.

I was trying to keep my tremendous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Dixieland just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my helping hand further down the backbone of her dress and cupped a fond ass face. My Mom 's warm ass nerve. 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 pelvis against against my cock.

I pulled my chief back to take care at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a piddling something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her cervix, just below her right wing ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more lowly buss in the general area. Dixie breathed in heavy, crushing her bosom into me. I turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being heedful of the infield earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the dance flooring. I whispered into her ear.

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

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

'' I 've already seen you, for just a mo, though. I want to see you cease. '' Again, a chief nod. I released her right manus so I could put both arms around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

'' Travis ... dearest ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

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

'' I do bang you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my statement with a gruelling pelvic thrust. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the piece of ass ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

Suddenly, Katrina and the moving ridge started singing about walking on sunshine.

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

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

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

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a fiddling pat. It throbbed in response to her feeling. She kept her mitt there. I tried not to cerebrate about it, but ... I caved in.

'' wellspring, no wonder. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Dixie ! I meant Dixieland ! You look sensational. You should see the other bozo checking you out. Some of the girls, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her chest into my shoulder and arm. I swung my innocent hired hand over and under the mesa. I reached up and cupped her other breast, still inside her dress. I hefted it, checking it 's weight down and size. Mmmmmm, very squishy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her nipple rose to greet my palm. 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 folks ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red face, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` wellspring ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

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

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

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and expect presentable. It was n't leisurely. various min went by, I began to get occupy. Ten arcminute. wellspring, sometimes there is a rail line, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two young guys ! And she was doing a dead reckoning ! And laughing ! And another slam ! shtup !

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

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

'' Oh it'ss amercement, '' she said. A little smudge to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to acknowledge something to you and it is n't slowly. '' Mom reached into her bantam purse and pulled out a wad of black material.

'' These are my step-in ! Or ... well not panties ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to wear thin anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my olfactory organ. They were wet, and the impregnable womanly odour coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to admit to you that you won ! I had to go to the ladies room so I could cum and not form a batch out here ! I 'm so get laid wet ... ''

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

Mom smiled a implike smile and nodded her head.

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

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

She was in a haste to ascertain a wastebasket, or a plant life, or something to get nauseated in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could supervise her on the way. She only got grisly the one prison term, outside the golf club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her way and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her shoe, gently, caressing her substructure a little. I eased her out of her dress, which is n't fucking light at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink some water supply and go pee. After various minutes, she got down about 12 ounce of water supply. The whole time she was spouting off `` I 'm regretful I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm sorry too.

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

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

I crawled on top of the screening 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. Somebody upstair is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... sort of fuzzy on some things ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our night, right ? ``

'' Well, it did n't end with a clap, no. ``

'' So ... I remember madam In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a restroom ? 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 house. ``

'' wellspring, fortunately, we have one car leftfield. the Jag is at the eatery and my car is at the shop. I 'm hoping you can help me get those former 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 drear. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't get laid what I was thinking terminal night ... I was ready to, um ... ass you, and I thought if I got enough alcohol in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really lick out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' well, Mom, that 's not the entirely luck we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right on thing to do. The present moment was right, the fourth dimension was right, but maybe it did n't happen for a reasonableness. And maybe it 's for the best. I 'm gloomy if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

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

Deflated, I went to the music elbow room. Yes, the house has a medicine room. Which is good because we all dabble with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some petty bands for awhile in my teens. Growing up with Mom and Dad, music was always around us. And we did n't manage what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a couple hours, it really helps me to disentangle and not recollect about things.

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

'' Do n't stop, keep playing. '' Mom always liked my guitar playacting. `` Do some oldies ! ``

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

'' Let 's go get the cars and some lunch, '' she said right after that.

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't refer the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her bosom, ground my raging cock into her pelvic girdle. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the Lady elbow room. Yup, did n't observe those things.

We got home after a duo minute, form of beat from running around town.

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

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to think. I was ready to sweep through my mom last dark, and today, it 's like zippo happened. backrest to convention. But I 'm not liking rule. I do n't care it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a goad of the minute thing ? Random luck ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was unspeakable. We were hot and enceinte, seriously hot and heavy. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

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

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. Nothing. Ran downstairs, where the hell 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. ``

'' wellspring, for sure honey have a tooshie -- ''

'' 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 steps 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 sure ? '' 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 Confederate States, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her mind, but held her arms up for me.

'' fountainhead then, Travis. Come and impart your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my hand on her face, I leaned in and kissed her with all the gentle passion I could muster.

Her soft sassing yielded to mine. Our lips folded into each former, gently, testing each other. I opened my oral cavity some, so did she. I slipped just a little tongue inside her oral fissure, rubbing it along her teeth. It felt like sparks flew when her glossa met mine. So diffused, so wet.

She reached up with her free arm and held me close. Our physical structure blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long metre. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood racing through our bodies. Our gentle rage turned to furious passion. My arousal was physically evident to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't need to rush affair. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, thinking woman. You do n't get women like this everyday. I 've had lots of lady friend, but not like this one.

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

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

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could watch. Of course of instruction, she arched her back to thrust out her chest. She ran her tongue over her sass slowly.
I bent down to take off my slavey. When I stood up, she gasped.

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

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

'' sanctum shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a cleaning woman 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long arm white apparel shirt.

'' Is this expensive ? '' I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight.

'' Yes, it 's from Italia. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, buttons flew and textile ripped. I grabbed it small down to rip it open completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial metier jobbie, no amount of manpower can rip through these things. I pulled her to a sitting spatial relation and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, Saviour ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally unmake it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her perfect titmouse. Yes, I saw them the early day for about 3 indorsement, but this was different. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at least half a second as they heaved with each breather. My pecker could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

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

I undid her capri trouser and pulled them down over her hips, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pant behind me, again admiring the survey of my nude mom, save for the little patch of crimson held be some tiny material.

'' peeress in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's string broke and came off in my bridge player. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the sides, her simple pussycat looked so take in. I reached over and spread her legs, her scent immediately appeared from her now exposed area.

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

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

I climbed between her legs, and rested my body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my left helping hand and held her neck, while my right snaked down between our legs and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her legs, making it easier. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet spot. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her succus all over my mushroom-shaped cloud cap.

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

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

We looked in each other 's centre as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her pussy. I fucked back and forth a little, then just drilled through the finally four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch dick lay deep inside Mom 's tight, steamy hot pussy.

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

Mom broke the candy kiss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My favorite deception is to attract my hammer out most of the way, and then rag it back dwelling house. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's favorite john. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow withdrawal and straightaway thrust back down brought a quick picayune `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to fix surely I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my drive and I tried to drill her through the fucking bed. Last night I gingerly held her breast, this good afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her nipple and pinched her tit and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for dear life as I dropped my unexpended hand down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her coffin nail voiceless, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like animals. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My sword cock continued pistoning inside her for respective minutes. I buried my face in her cervix, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could take a dependable look at her. She cupped her breasts and pulled them up so her Kuki-Chin was resting between them.

'' You ... are ... so beautiful ! '' I managed, through the panting.

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... love me ... fuck me ... have it off your ... mom ''

That familiar feeling was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slue both hands under her ass cheek. My compensate paw went further into her slippery crack. I rubbed her little backdoor for a few moments, and easily slither my middle finger's breadth up inside her ass.

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

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... fuck you ... Mom ... ass ... dearest you ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Lay down honey, it 's O.K.. '' I rolled onto my back, Mom lay along side me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you bear in mind ? It feels good to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, dearest ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm good. A little tired. kick in me a pair minutes though, and we 'll begin unit of ammunition Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a circle Two in a long 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 reckon it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her snatch and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my abdomen. Then it poured onto me. With a mephistophelean looking at on her face, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her typeface into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacuum cleaner, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my fucking God, Travis ! I have n't eaten a man 's cum in ... geezerhood ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right field. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to to the full strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the riposte, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the base, extended her clapper, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her resplendent tongue, we never broke eye tangency. She pushed out some germinal leftover, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a good flavor, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was good at it, too. loyal pressure, good natural language action, no tooth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The good matter about the 'second'hard-on, is that it takes More stimulation to cum than the first of all one. I got to enjoy Mom 's blowjob a good long time.

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

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a ailment. ``

'' You do ? ``

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

She smiled her award-winning grinning again, and crawled up my body, dragging her delicious hangers up my breast. She brought one to my face, swinging it a bare in from me. Her dark pap hung an inch or more from her large aereolas, she let it range my cheek.

Finally, I could n't resist it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to draw all of her tit into my mouth. My handwriting grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the diddlysquat out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 long time too late. Still I sucked this one breast for arcminute, 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 hand in her private parts, she 's fingering herself, I thought. practiced, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her vertebral column. I could then knead on this left tit with a minuscule Thomas More leisure and determination. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to make it fend up. I kissed and licked all of her tit flesh, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not indisputable. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' Good Shepherd, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten instant of this. `` You really like mamilla, 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 meet my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful smell, then I cupped her pussycat agglomerate and fret my palm tree into her clit.

True to her Scripture, she shuddered and came, right-hand then. form of a low one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her legs and slipped my cock 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 aid me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her right one.

I pushed her boob up so she could reach it with her oral fissure, too. By the way, I continued to fuck her pussy slowly.

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

'Silly'? What the roll in the hay ? Was my dad, the war champion, a total retard ? He did n't like 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 woman make love to her own tit, it 's so hump fascinating.

I pulled my stopcock out of it 's family, but I brought it to a place just as nice, Mom 's pap. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her mamilla at the same clock time. The fact that now her cunt succus was on her tit and my prick only seemed to charge her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my helping hand, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her breadbasket as she grabbed her bosom and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my cock entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wonderful tit. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my putz principal would touch her tongue on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her pap like a madman.

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my mouth, or on my aspect, just cum on me ! Come on, cum for me ! ``

wellspring, with her encouragement and with that often pressure from her nipple, I had little choice.

My first cum blast went right into her oral fissure, followed by the second. The hold up few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her tit. Mom swallowed down her scads, then she bent her mind and lap and sucked all the cum from her tits.

Tired, but excited, I slid down between her legs and breathed in her heady aromas.

A lot of the sentence, ok almost all the time, when I eat out a adult female, there 's sort of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my font all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for time of day. Or maybe 10 instant. I also did her trick, which was to look up into her eyes. But to the highest degree of the metre they were closed or I could n't even see them on account statement of her tits being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to hold on 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 former thing. I do n't know how this will mould in the future with other mass in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umptieth time, she coated my brass with her distaff cum.

'' Come here, sister ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my look, she kissed me deeply. her tone actually dripping from my Kuki-Chin. She lapped up my chin with her tongue, like a estimable mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' for certain, but not now. ``

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

'' Travis, ducky, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clear'. You ca n't do that if there 's a railroad train in the place. ``

It took me a mates moments.

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

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

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

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

'' So Mom, tell me more about this fair sex the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

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

'' Mom, I 've eaten your snatch. I 've seen you suck strut. You can tell me about your little 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, O.K.. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our moxie one Nox. And we talked about how nice it would be to take an orgasm without being alone all the meter ! We were quite drunk, and we said we should serve each other out.

'' Days went by, neither of us said another Holy Writ about it. I just put it down as a silly conversation between drunk people.

'' Then ... what was it, Midweek I guesswork, she called me. She was watching some pornography and ... she came with me on the phone. ``

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

'' I did what any red-blooded female person would do. I came too ! ``

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the side by side day. We were just going to be in the Saami elbow room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred spirits looking for a piddling companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine-coloured, okeh, maybe a lot of wine-colored. We were both very neural. After our second glass, which polished off the bottle, I took a deep hint and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedroom is connected to the internet, if we wanted to look on 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 ... sanctum screwing. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so brazen and forceful and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just ridiculous. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, nobody can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't have it away what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the discussion, if it is a password ... Debauched and ill-timed and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiacal to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my dress. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more well-off that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the verity, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my genuine presence before.

'' I got, very nervous again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked consistency. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gals on the video recording screamed and sprayed an enormous pip-squeak on the other gallon. 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 consume a quick body next to me.

'' But not as overnice as this, of trend ! '' she grabbed my soft cock. It tried to answer but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as overnice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a good kisser, I just form 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 pussy into her lip. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, variety of expectantly, as I held the early 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 honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to taste it, her. But I could n't bring myself to intersect that bank line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest period. ``

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

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

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished stage 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 hold a design. 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 workweek and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some idiomatic expression ? 'The Long, Hot, Summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to face him ? And verbalize to him on the telephone ? And ... a divorcement would be so bad for him right now. ``

'' Well, you should n't get divorced, maybe. I 'll be back at school, you guys can reconnect, maybe ... I do n't know ... ''

'' Do you need that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to wee-wee him lead some blue air pills and set forth fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't recognize what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so wondrous 15 moment ago, and then the fricking real world reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't have intercourse Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a skillful brunch tomorrow. It might be too late to make booking, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find a table for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have kids or what ? Maybe she could link up us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The alarm system went off at 8:40, Sunday morning. 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 arouse and ready. ``

Well, diddlyshit, I 'm alive and ready right now ! Let 's go mum !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bath, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the goodness shtup I 've given her, and she hides from me ! Ca n't blame her, I guess. She probably needs to get into the married woman mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my erection just hanging out. We fucked two more times in conclusion night. Each prison term seems to be as good or serious than before. When Mom ejaculate, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a trivial girl at Christmas. then she kisses me so a good deal ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my cock like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her tits did n't just jiggle, they seemed to move of their own accord and charged around like they owned the place.

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

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` flash ! I need to talk to your father. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

I just laid there and turned on the TV real number low. One of the diehard movies was on. Cool.

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

At 8:59, the phone rang. The police chief is on the argument !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the cyberspace scene and pulled up my favorite erotica website, and found the Lesbo spirt party. In LE than a hour I was at to the full 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 happen me stroking my tool and hardcore lesbos on the screen door. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's delicately, 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 moron, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was clip I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the telephone set to her right wing ear. It 's a twilled handset because Dad did n't like cellphone earphone. So I stood up and stuck my heavy cock into Mom 's left ear.

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

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

I tried fondling her boob, but she kept tightening her coat of arms to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chairman around so she faced me. I climbed on the president with her, and forced my prick to her lips. Dad rambled on about dark blue politics in Italy as Mom has about a third of my cock in her mouth. Suddenly she had to spatter it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dear, was clearing my pharynx. Yes that would be smashing ! We 'd love to see you following calendar month for a calendar week ! That 's so awesome ! ``

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

'' Yes beloved, he 's right here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so often ... bye dear ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

Good God, I 'm rightfield here ! But she had to pull in it seem good. She waited a few moment, then handed me the phone.

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

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

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

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

Mom could differentiate we were getting done, so she ran into her john and locked the door. bullshit !

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

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 Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his efforts to see to it we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the former dark, ASKED if there were any mothers award before she made any statements.

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

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in kind of my coevals. piddling poor, little trimmer, pocket-sized bosom but very buoyant, short blond hair. Like Mom, however, she was a looker, no doubt about it.

Both gentlewoman had on very miserly skirts. Mom had a skillful cashmere sweater which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the ball peal. It was n't too toilsome, we
already had two mimosa in us.

'' wellspring there 's this keep group, a assembly, for navy wife. You go on-line and type material about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help somebody else who needs a hand. You know, there 's sections for root, so the gal local to a base can facilitate each former with baby-sitting, MD 's appointments and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about poppycock, then met in mortal to mouth about affair we did n't want to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the early day ... ''

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

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

'' Absolutely ! I love him to demise ! But ... he knows I need to have some link once in a while. He does n't listen as long as it 's just little girl 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 like to spend the rest of the day at our menage ... ''

Jeanine did this footling 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, Mr., ca n't concern me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't touch 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 in away, you just ca n't touch me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The eternal sleep of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cute stories about me and all the dunderhead things I 've done over the years.

The mummy had many more buck's fizz, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school girls, and getting all touchy feely like cleaning woman do. But there were looks, and lingering hands, and little caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how arduous and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching rule really was.

We finally got up to leave, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more shock than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to amount with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her breasts 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 man and whisked me away.

For the drive home, Mom sat in the book binding keister while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't eff why for a couple minutes, but then it became plain ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a little `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the seat. I looked over at a red luminance to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's remaining breast. Jeanine leaned back, her heart closed.
Then they fiddled with the backside and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's boobs. First over her shirt. I had to trend several times to persist on the road as Mom 's hands deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

automobile horn honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her white meat, 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 cars or trucks came alongside, they would have a good aspect for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front end. '' I said to cypher. The girls were lost in their piffling dreamland. I put the service department threshold down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't desire to pull up stakes Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a overnice vodka tonic, with not much soda. I figured I could n't touch on, but I could watch ! I headed upstairs.

The gallon were on the bed, but they still had their bird and shoes on. No elevation, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's boobs. I know the feeling ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a handwriting motion of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, heedful not to touch the precious Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's lips, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some electric shock registering on her expression. `` Oh my god, you guys were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one affair 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 aspect of another charwoman sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to stay dressed all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the side zip, then shimmied out of her chick. Her white supporter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bring panty today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

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

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

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's pegleg, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her pap into Mom 's pussy as she went past tense. She climbed up preceding Mom 's tits and got to her face where they kissed for several mo ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's typeface. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussycat was right-hand in front line of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could sense her from here.

She straddled Mom 's cheek and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting glossa and sassing. I moved around to get a better look. Yep, Mom 's feeding cunt. 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 cheeks and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her medallion as she came violently. Her whole body shook and trembled as she screamed `` Fuck '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in girl pick and this huge grin on her aspect. I went to Mom.

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

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

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's rima oris and kept the rest period for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still purulent 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 honorable, and I massaged her tit for her.

'' Can you think this, Mom ? ``

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

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

'' Fucking terrific ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guys doing to me ... I 'm such a slattern ! ``

I reached over to the nightstand and found a vibrator, I handed it to Jeanine. She used it swiftly and delicately. I tried taking genial Federal Reserve note as women seem to eat pussy different than men, or at least different from me.

Mom 's breathing deepened, then quickened as her climax approached. I pinched and pulled her pap, thinking it might help. It helped me, anyway.

'' Shit yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

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

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

'' You 're awful ! '' Mom answered.

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

'' fountainhead, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touch. 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 putz needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the menage, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a soixante-neuf placement. But not the friendly, on all fours way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her legs 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 early person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's twat was so wet and slickness, My cock just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was loose or anything, but I was so hard and her snatch 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 rate ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her mouth stuffed with kitty 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 balls were dragging on something ! The opinion of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my turncock knife thrust ground her snatch more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breath. `` This is now ... my best-loved fucking view ... of all time ... fucking holy dump ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't concentrate and just rested her headspring on the Commander 's wife 's cunt.

I had a grasp 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 impertinence was turning decent and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' Pause

SPANK !

'' Well you probably should get ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

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

'' Travis baby ... lie with me ... so commodity ... fuck me ... have intercourse your slutty momma ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your strumpet ... fucking your nasty strumpet .... '' She seemed to care saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the stop of no return, a few more arcsecond 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 plosion ripped through me as I drove my shaft as heavily and recondite as I could into Mom 's cunt. My throbbing stopcock loosed spurt after wonderful spirt deep inside her. It was like shooting gas into the lava, though. So fucking hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus and the holy shag as she came.

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

The moment my cock came out, my sperm 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 sass. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and come 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 little bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

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

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

We were disappointed, but at the like time it was variety 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 long minutes, 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 putz. Christ, I had never used this before. It felt heavy !

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

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

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

I dribbled some of the lubricator from the nursing bottle right onto her lilliputian dark-brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lube into her exit hand. She used that to guide my putz in the right direction.

My cock hit a paries. No waiting. There 's a little indentation in this bulwark. I pressed a short ... the indention let me move forward ...

I locked center with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her pelvic arch and tried to unfold her pegleg wider.

With a sudden release of tenseness, my peter forefront poked through her anatomical sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inch to go.

With little drive, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty trunk. Mom grimaced a dyad times, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lube overcame the clash and down I came.

eighter from Decatur and a one-half inches of putz, mine, were buried in Mom 's wet asshole.

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

'' You like ? I do ''

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

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

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

'' Happy female parent 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )