My epithet is Scott, I 'm 23 this year. I 'm pretty normal, 5'10 and 170 Irish pound. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a example anytime soon. I 'm somewhat nerdy I guess but that 's in these daylight for some odd understanding. I work at telecom company as an locomotive engineer. I skipped a grade in high school day and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon graduation.

This workweek is a iii day vacation and so I decided to call house ; it 's been almost three month since the last time I went home. My parents live only an 60 minutes or so from the metropolis but with work and spirit I guess I have just been slothful. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight calendar month, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the human relationship grave enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do practiced with allegiance. I am not a player but I just seem to not 'fall in love'or whatever people seem to do these day. I blame the internet and porn obviously for my discontent with romance.

It was a nice sunrise when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't experience a big house just a three bedchamber, two bath, and two stories. They moved recently claiming `` with all the youngster out of the house we do n't call for all the space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a propagation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the door I could n't serve mark my mother bent over in a stretch reaching her toes. She was wearing gray-headed yoga pants and a really tight armoured combat vehicle top ; nipples testing the fabric brink. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibility and the way her drawers were hugging her rear end so firmly, the damp sudor blot soaking her stage and chest. My mother Giselle is n't a thunderbolt by any agency, she 's a typical soccer mom I suppose who happened to age comfortably than most cleaning woman. She never really did drugs or smoke, moderate drinker but does n't like beer. I guess she took forethought of her health and it shows. She is n't very tall coming to just my shoulders, long dark tomentum currently tied in a tail, nice spacious tiddler bearing articulatio coxae and perky small boobs. But that butt, especially in those pants ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her leg now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't know if she was doing yoga or palate or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the invention of yoga drawers might be the I greatest thing in the last century'.

'' No I 'm just doing tripping exercises to keep my old bones from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guys in their 20s tend to swing towards honest-to-goodness women and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to young girl, funny that.

'' well I feel old, come give me a hug steady ''. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her in a big hug and I could n't help but palpate excitement in my groins. She smelled same flowers, fret, and for deficiency of a break Word 'sex'. She smelled like sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to keep from having a full hard on proper there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still sleeping, he got home late last nighttime. My beginner lavatory is a pilot burner so he works at unearthly time of day and is gone most of the time. `` What are your plans with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't know, I do n't really have anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really have any friends here. '' It was true, being the whizz that I am I breezed through High schooling without ever making any durable friends and all that dramatic event. It was n't until college that I had fun and the current Quaker I have now were back in the city.

My mom stops and wipes herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a drunkenness. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vineyards with wine and music, dad was say to take me but he got called in this weekend and will ingest to leave again when he wakes up. You probably do n't desire to hang out with your old mom though right ? on your mini vacation ? ``

My programme were going to just do laundry, eat some house preparation and jerked meat off on the couch all weekend, maybe watch a movie. `` Sure mom, it 's a date then '' smiling my well-nigh enchant son smile. `` I have n't seen you in a patch and have n't been to wine country in forever it sounds fun. '' I did want to get out to the vino rural area but not for the cause my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favorite things there. Wine and married older women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the guile and hooey ? '' My mom looks really aroused, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of course mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' Good, I thought I was going to possess go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a tinge of sadness. `` fountainhead I 'm off to take a shower now, make sure you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstairs and I glanced one Sir Thomas More sentence at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in twist. I guess this is n't the first time I have looked at my mom in a intimate way. I 'm pretty much a downright pervert have always been since I discovered porno prospicient ago during puberty. Growing up spending most of my clock time with sis and mom, dad gone all the time will puddle you actualize quickly what equipment the face-to-face sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another story. I am not a momma 's boy but I am my mom 's favorite we did n't argue the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two years younger than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in hassle with dad.

It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my hair as he set his traveling bag down near the doorway. We had quickly words exchanging the prerequisite inquiries into job and lifespan and he was off without even eating luncheon. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said `` So when do you desire to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the morning mom, we can do wine degustation and grab tiffin someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smiles. She has this glowing about her and I wonder why she 's so excited about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the efflorescence and grape sphere ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her face and she seems lost in her excitement.

The rest of the day went by in a flash, my mother left to go shopping for a new outfit. I did some laundry and chores around the business firm and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new rig. She then put her bags into her elbow room and came down to micturate dinner. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen humming and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is plate with her because she is usually alone and misses being able to cook for Thomas More than herself. It was at this point that I realized just how much my dad works and how lonely my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and snog on the cheeks which she was all too happy to return. dinner party was trade good, plain fair but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's preparation again. I told her she can go get ready for bed while I cleaned the dishes. About an hour later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty cozy fitting as I can see all the curve and contours of her shapely woman consistency. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her legs were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my head and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than normal. must be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming smiler and set them on the coffee tabular array. She seemed oblivious to the facts that her gown parted inappropriately high up and I can almost see her panties as she folded her legs under her. My jeans are uncomfortably tight in the forepart at this point as I just sat there and stared between her legs. Her pegleg themselves were shiny and smooth, I wondered what they felt like. `` Robert Falcon Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting cold. '' I snapped out of my phantasy and looked into her eyes wondering how foresighted she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to look casual as I sipped my tea but I can feel her eyes still on me, face expressionless. `` Your pegleg are really beautiful and smooth mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't nettle but I bought a really dainty wearing apparel and wanted to see good tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and blushes. I 'm not sure what she thought about my insouciant commentary but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and scratch her legs a picayune with a low moan.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked to go against the silence.

'' Oh goose egg just a slight sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, stretch along them out over my ramification '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her infantry. As she stretches out and lays her foot on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her head on the arm rest. I began to massage her foot and calf.

She lets out a groan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so commodity ''. I see that she has her eyes closed and a arm resting over her eyes. I snuck a peak up her stage into her privates and see that she 's wearing red panty. As I work into her foundation and lower legs her second joint rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her mightily pes and carefully began to slightly rub my full hard on gently. I do n't think she notices, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her feet across my lap and scooted into her more and slowly take off to rub her thighs. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my fingers into her wooden leg all the while sliding up. I ran my hand under her legs and power play ever so slightly right below her ass. All the while she has her center closed and making pleasance noises quietly.

I massaged her for what felt the like eternity and at the Lapplander prison term not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a longsighted time. Taking in her lips and slender cervix, down to heaving chest and slightly opened robe revealing her glistening upper boob. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a bunch at her ass and I can see the lacey red panties and make out her self-conceited fair sex. My hand instinctively moves towards her crotch slowly as if I were in a enchantment. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her robe down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must have fallen asleep, my body feels so relax. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her blazon over her head like a cat and I marveled at her curve ball. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't stay up too late I want to leave behind in the dawning. '' she said and walking towards the steps, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zipper had come down and a bulge was clearly noticeable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her door shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet spot on the cushion. I bent down to search airless and took a sniff, musky ; the olfactory property nearly drove me loony. I reached down and wipe it with my fingers and tasted it. I closed my centre and imagined a whole mouth full of that sweet nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must accept gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing intimacy as much as I need it. Then I look at my hard cock and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop computer out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a porno about an older woman ( much like my mom ) needing to satisfy herself anyway she can. I had my headphone on and stroking myself under the piece of paper engrossed into my perverse thoughts of my mom needing to satisfy her demand when my mom 's head popped around the threshold. I did n't get wind her cum in as my headphones were drowning out all sounds. I quickly pulled my manpower up and my headphones off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a small smile on her and a tinge of a blush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had decent mantle. ``

'' I 'm fine mom. '' I said a little flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well ripe night ! '' my mom responds a little too chipper. As she closed the room access I decided to just go to sleep. I 'm thinking in my head teacher that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the first gear prison term she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage geezerhood. At least I handled it a little respectable than those days.

In the morning we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my mother was wearing her new outfit ; a Andrew Dickson White sundress with a flowered pattern of green. It was quite low on her small-scale tiny chest and rode up almost to ass at the bottom. She had her hair draped over her shoulders and had on cope with hound. Her makeup was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't imagine I ever seen her bust something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awing and that she will definitely sprain some heads at the festival. She giggled and smiled and said I was being sweet but I could severalize that she loved the compliment.

The drive was n't long, about 40 minute of arc but with all the people going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and family and listened to euphony. But as we were coming to a stop in traffic she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't throw one and that my last girlfriend broke up with me and the reason why.

'' Are you happy with just these offer ? '' my female parent ask tilting her psyche towards me.

'' I 'm felicitous just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't mind just meeting womanhood and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at least one of us is ... .. '' so wakeful I almost did n't hear it. I turned to look at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own man. Her human face was one of sadden resolution. I did n't know what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to serve but she started telling me how much my dad worked. She said that when he comes home he is too commonplace and wo n't give her the love she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some intimacy for years. `` I have forgotten what a man 's touch feels like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my heart auditory sense and seeing her like this. I reached my hired man out and grabbed her small-scale handwriting. I decided today I was going to cheer her up. I told her that today she should just think of me as her escort not her son. She seemed to be amused by that musical theme and said `` ok love, I ca n't remember what to do on a date but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the Charles Herbert Best date ever. '' It felt weird calling my mom by her name but I was going to wreak this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my deal up to kiss it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm serious mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot cleaning woman I somehow found the cheek to ask on a particular date ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilish smile.

'' Oh I do n't lie with about hot but I do have to say I have such a liberal date. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As dealings thinned out we eventually reached one of the winery and as we both started to walk towards the bewitch my mom puts her arms around my binding. I gave her a grin and put my deal on her shoulder and we went in. That afternoon we spent a large sum of metre consuming vino and little snacks. We had dejeuner at a humble Bistro that my mom said that she loved the bench. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching nothing serious just an arm or a leg, cervix and back. I forgot all about the other cleaning woman there, my mom was amazing when she is in her ingredient and I think the vino helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would blush, smile, and bear on her hair's-breadth out of her eyes blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost step forward to snog her a few meter but I caught myself. My mom was healthy and her wit was just as sharp and sassy as any fille I flirted with rear in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking mitt in hand along a plantation of Olea europaea just out back from a vineyard. By this meter I think we each had almost a bottleful of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really happy drunk but still right before I lost complete control. I think my mom was there as well as she was all grin and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and whisper in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobes. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the hill Lady ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the hill ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 year old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 twelvemonth old I ever bent over and fuck silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 year old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a girlfriend catching her boyfriend in a inadvertent admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my philia and somebody. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your tool and musket ball ! '' and she burst out laughing at the flavor on my face hearing my mom talk like that. I could n't help oneself laughing with her. The cheating minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all honesty that any guy young or old would be drooling over a fortune to be with you ! ``

'' well thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those guy wire ? '' She said one eyebrow going up. I can tell she was feeling the consequence of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would bang her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine-colored too, I was getting too eager. But I see her musing over my admittance and she seems to have gone into her own world before turning walking towards the building that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up up a little before we drove home but I was wrong. Mom wanted more wine-colored and I could n't resist sharing a bottle with her as we had a nice dinner of Elia and mixed veggie. We shared ice cream for dessert and I could n't keep my idea clean as I watch her slurp vanilla ice cream from a spoon, tongue flicking away. I could just imagine that clapper on my stopcock and felt a raise in my drawers. She seemed to notice me looking and smiled. I wondered what that smile was for ... ..

As we left the restaurant my mom said `` I do n't mean we should be driving plate in our condition. '' I glanced at my lush mom and thought that the cab domicile would be too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next door we should relax and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a room. As it happens that the fete was in to the full swing the only room they had was a one bed retinue. I got it without further contemplation.

The room was dainty, a little old and old fashion but at to the lowest degree it was fresh. My mom was lying on the bed on her backbone and I can see her skirt depend upon up real far. I could n't help oneself but just require to jump on her and ravish the perdition out of her but that was crazy thinking. She seemed to still be in a playful mood and coyly said `` Is this component part of the engagement too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college slut. '' She rolled the finally word 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironic if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were easy. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my panties ? '' I 'm not exactly for certain how much of her was joking and how much was the wine but it got me hot. But we both can palpate the tension in the air.

'' You 'll obtain out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have zip to drop off. Except my saneness, maybe my relationship with my mother, a circumstances on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My peter was in the driver can now. I walked over to her and straddled her knees to both face of her pelvic girdle. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my eyes and I could n't quite say what I saw ; lecherousness, trepidation, entertainment, and maybe a lilliputian bit of concern. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't want to bet make believe gambling engagement anymore so I leaned close to ears and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so mystify yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to make you forget about all your scathe just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her name snapped her out of her role child's play but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not indisputable what you mean sweetie. '' She said a little afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to believe me, that I never want to hurt you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and desire me ? '' I was close to losing my firmness of purpose as I saw her stare right into my center and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with eyes closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her pes like the night before, rubbing them but this prison term I brought them to my mouth and started kissing her toes. She gave a quick jerk when I put them in my mouth but settled into a low murmur. I kissed my way up her ramification and I can see her hands were poised to push me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to grab my face away when got to her inside second joint but she slightly opened her peg instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner thigh right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her back and moaning quietly.

I could smell her getting wet, it was heaven, like an addiction It drove me to kiss and clobber her wooden leg harder. With my hands I pushed her skirt up around her waistline exposing her lacey blackened G-string, I was expecting something more Conservative but was n't disappointed in the sight. I just looked for a while before putting my sass directly over her pussy, it was n't obtuse or romantic but urgent and primaeval. I had a mission and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my tongue into the textile hugging her rim and pushed my tongue into her along with panties. They were soaked before joining with saliva but now they were thoroughly wet. I can palpate her tense up and she brought her hands to her oral fissure to stifle a cry of pleasure. In one Jonathan Swift movement I brought both my work force to her panty waist and pulled them down and around her mortise joint. wellspring I thought there 's one mystery solved, she definitely shaved hold out dark. She kicked them off with ease and I went back between her legs. As my tongue parted her lips and lapped up her button she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her helping hand were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` trust me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her hands on the vertebral column of my foreland instead. I was in full-of-the-moon sex mode now and was going at it backbreaking with my tongue as I brought my script and slid two fingers in facing up into her really wet puss. I began rubbing them side to side slowly at number 1 but began gaining in speed as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her coxa into my grimace. As I can feel her juices building up and swelling I began to thrust my finger deeper in and out. She fell quiet not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breathing place and screams `` Oh shit, I 'm cumming ... ..oh shit. '' Her torso starts to slash and I see that her eyes are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her skirt. I moved up her body trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic realism she was in at the present moment and started to nuzzle her cervix softly. She wrapped her arms around me and I slowly started to unzip her clothes on the side. Once it was all unzipped I started to ascend off of her and pulled down her garb exposing her cute little bosom. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to cream on her nipples and she jerked every time put my mouth around them and sucked. I kissed all over her soundbox from neck to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her face.

She had such a satisfied expression on without any hint of sagacity. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a kiss and she kissed me back. I get down and hovered over her mouth, her pink lips slightly ajar and I can see her hone white teeth. As I hovered I licked her lower mouth quickly and again. She moved her head up to try to catch me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my quickly tongue darting in and out, sometimes lapping her grim lip sometimes upper lip. She seem to grow tired of the secret plan and used her work force to agitate my face into her in a passionate buss, both our tongues working to subdue the other. I ran my hand down her soft eubstance and grabbed her ass and pulling her legs up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet sass between her peg and she let out a breathing place. She reached to draw in my shirt over, only pausing in her kiss to displume my shirt over my head.

Then she reached down and unbutton my bloomers and slowly stuck her hired hand into my shorts. As her finger summit grazed the tip of my cock I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her finger down my peter and cupped my lump and game up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her tenacious enough to pull my pants and boxers down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a kick out watching me fumble and let out a abruptly joke. All I could do is grinning seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to make vanished as we stared at each former and the world seemed to stop. Like the feeling you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer body experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right field at her and her lean on her elbows enjoying the deal of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to climb up her missioner and push up myself deep inside her but as I got between her branch she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my tool in her decently hand and brought her oral fissure on it. The trice warm suck that I experience was so great that I shot out a bunch of incoherent string of bane I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going deeper and gagging a little. I never knew she had the skill but I guess you learn something unremarkable huh.

I wanted nothing more than to cum rightfulness then into her mouth but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and delicious pussy. I pushed her off and had her turn over on all quaternary. I put a pillow under her stomach and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her nice cockle asshole. I wondered if anyone has ever had the pleasure of that love cakehole. I reached down and opened her nerve widely with both my work force and stick by my glossa in her ass. She cried out but put her head teacher down on the bed and started making small yipping noises. I pushed my tongue in and finally got the tip into that slopped vise of a anchor ring. She moaned and I heard her own edition of incoherent sentences.

Not being able to resist anymore I brought my cock and rubbed her slippery snatch getting both our succus desegregate and slid in slowly all the way until my balls hit her clitoris. I began slowly move back and forth pushing down on her lour cover and squeezing her ass cheeks. As I got into a more firm rhythm I stuck my finger into her bunghole and she started thrashing around lost in her orgasm. All I could get wind was grunts and moans muted by the fact that her face was buried into the sheets. Her toes curled and her helping hand were grasping the sheets for leverage. I took this moment to really pop pounding her. I grabbed her hips and started going for broke trying to smash as heavily as I can into her ass, our legs were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to break my mom 's hips I screamed out in pure bliss as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her cervix. I collapsed on top of her still inner and reached to overstretch the now soaked pillow from under her. As our bodies meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our sweat I reached with both hand and took both her manpower and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her bosom. After a piece my delicate cock slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her cunt. Not wanting to impress but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her eyes were closed. I wiped my cock with one towel while I held the other. I moved to her side and began to clean the exterior of her pussy, legs, and stomach. I pushed the towel under and told her to raise her hips up a slight and she did. Using my two fingers I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that much before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to pass over my fingers clean she grabbed my hands and brought my finger to her sassing and sucked my finger's breadth clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the only affair I heard.

My mind was totally broken, that was the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my spirit and I 've watched a lot of dirty tinker's dam ; women eating creampies were some of them but to watch my mom do it with my own cum was mind blowing.

I just stood there with my fingers in her mouth and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two finger's breadth she let go of my hands and reached out and pulled me onto the bed. Lying down next to her she moved and cuddled up next to me and without saying a single discussion went to catch some Z's. I must have been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her body I fell into a late slumber.

In the break of the day I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked next to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out out about the conditional relation of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more depressed. I got up took a shower to dampen off all the sticky sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to call her on my phone my mom came in the door.

'' aurora, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning sweetie ... ..I just went for a base on balls, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any different but she could be just hiding it like a master spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you desire to just go menage ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go home, I 'm not that hungry unless you are ? '' Playing it cool, even though I was dying to spill the beans about what we did last night.

'' Ok hun, did you need me to drive ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a motherly way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my fingers I thought darkly.

'' I can get, make ? '' I replied. could n't help but glance at the bed one finis time before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way home there was n't a good deal conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our straining activity. She slept all the way house and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm sorry truelove but I must of been more tired than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a honest son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to drive a lavish number one then I 'll make lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to pretend like zero happen then I wo n't bring it up. Not yet at least.

That whole day null seemed out of the ordinary bicycle, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the evening back to the city and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the doorway. `` steady ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a duo of minutes. She seems to have found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually initiate the topic of our incestuous night. I know I should have just said 'you 're welcome'and run on but I was sort of distress. I did thought there was something limited between us beyond a son relieving some sexual defeat from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for last night, it 's been so long since I felt like a worthy woman, let alone a fan. I hope it was n't Weird for you or anything ? If so I have the therapists issue on speed dial for both of us. '' She said with a nervous chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an embracement. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulder joint and pulled her into a kiss. She was reluctant at 1st, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her knife into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll call you again. '' With a malevolent smile I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of sassing. All I could do was laugh but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a swag outcry now or something ? '' she said this piece flipping her hair's-breadth and pretending to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would have laugh but I was too outrage.

'' sweetie I have cable and tidy sum of metre to watch. Why do you think you smiled so much last night. Oh and do try to issue forth home more often ok '' She said with a evil grin of her own as she walked out of the way swaying her hips leaving me truly befuddled and passing horny.

After that weekend I made sure to visit household to a greater extent and more .