It was a pleasant evening. I was chatting with my friends on the net. I was extremely happy that day. I had just cleared an interview and was given a $ 20000 monthly salary job. It was a day for solemnization. When my mom will get back home, we will go for celebration…………………………….
I am Lizzie ( Oliver Wendell Holmes brother, no need to hide my epithet, Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. is not my crony's real epithet ). I am a 24 yr girl, blond, middling height, extremely comely ( got my fucking dad's coloring ), blue eye, firm and regular 32-D tits ( I like to say it dead ) and without exaggerating the most beautiful girlfriend among those who know me ( as they say ). It has been many years since bro went out to complete his bailiwick. He gave me this account so that I can conserve it when he is gone. Although he promised me that when he comes back, he will be giving me a surprise, god knows what. But within a yr of his exit what happened with me was beyond my wildest dream.
I dunno if bro told you guys that my dad ran away with a 25 twelvemonth cyprian when I was not even born. So till I was 20, we were three of us in the house. I usually used to hear sounds from my mom's sleeping room and thought that mom had got a swain. But as it turned out it was very a great deal different than that. Because strangely enough, when my bro left, there was sound only of my mom's. But let it be for another meter.
As I was telling, only three years have passed since my bro left. And I was extremely happy after getting a job which makes even the best of my university drool and begrudge me. After some More time I was bored and went to make a cappuccino for me. Being a girl dominated class ( after bro left ), we ( that's me and my mom ) wore almost nothing in the house. But strangely enough, it didn't arouse any of us. Like my mom would come out of the bathing tub in the naked toweling her fuzz and order me to bring in her breakfast. Or I would be desperate to go to the loo ( we had a vulgar one for us ) and mom's in there. I will be going inside and standing outside the room naked and jumping to go in. But nothing of this aroused us.
Today the temperature was high above limit. So naturally I was wearing null. As I sat down with my cup, I heard the doorway open and close from the entrance hallway. I peeped from my window and saw my mom's car parked.
"How are you doing honey ?"mom was standing behind me."Fine mum. When do we lionize ?"
"Get cook now. We are going to McDonald's ”. I was almost rapturous. I nearly banged down my computer and got ready within five minutes. Usually, we don't have time to go out, coz mom had weighty load of employment each day. So that was one of my most memorable day ( who knew Sir Thomas More was to come ). We strolled around a park for some meter, and returned back. I had two more calendar week to join and mom was having official parting for the side by side three Day. So there was no indigence to slumber so early. We undressed to zero and sat in battlefront of the T.V. After some time, we went our way. I sat to read a novel. After some metre I fell asleep.
I woke up in midnight hearing loud vocalisation from my mom's elbow room. I slowly stood up and quietly went to her elbow room. It was the first site which made me wet from the stomach ( I have been watching all those flick from a very early age ).
My mom was there on her bed, with her pegleg wide open and her hand dildoing her slit furiously. She was moaning ecstatically. And to my horror she even moaned my name once. It was an odd feeling of my mom fantasizing about me. Unable to hide the excitement, I didn't know when I started fingering myself standing there. Suddenly I realized that the sounds of only my moans were coming. Coupled with repugnance I opened my center, and there she was, my mom, standing in front of me. Licking her succus from the dildo. I just stood there and stared on the level. Then I felt her hand slowly moving around my shank.
"I …. Umm….. Uhh…….."It was hard for her to speak as for me. We stood there silently for some meter, me savoring the mixed smell of my mom and me. Then I don't know what happened, I was just unable to see myself and gave a long passionate French buss to mum. And then it was like a storm.
She pushed me to the bulwark, and gave a more passionate kiss this clock time. Then she started licking me all over my lip. First the impudence. It was a queer sensation. But I found it hard to stand. It went on for sometime. Then suddenly she jerked my hired hand and I felt my body falling on her soft bed. She was a rough one. Without waiting she went straight to my pussy."Should we do this mom ? I mean you are my mother"I tried to dissent in vain."That's the peak honey. You are my daughter. So no one is going to tell me what to do with you. Ya, if you don't want to……"“ No, no….."I blushed. And that was it. She just dug in. It was the most agitate spirit ever. I was flying in the sky. Her spit was exploring the innermost region of me. It was awesome. It felt like something was crawling inside my twat. And for the first time…………………………………………………………………………


hey guys i am not a tarradiddle writer so i just wrote a small of my life history public treasury now ... .... holmes is away so i am writin in his place ... ... ... if you want me 2 continue then let me know ... ... ... ... .