( Greetings ! This one 's maybe 45 hour long. Leslie Townes Hope you enjoy it ! )




mother 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in strawman of the former, for velocity ! '' He 's a fighter pilot, that 's the standard reply. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high fastness, 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 dwelling, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. please assure 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 opinion, believe me ! He 'd been over-doing it every twelvemonth since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to mail something because he was TDY ( temporary obligation ) in Italian Republic. Dad was a maitre d', bucking for Admiral, so he was very busy. The firm is in Alexandria, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the pentagon. I 'm down the route a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my Italian sandwich. He shot down a MiG-27 in the maiden disconnect War. He was a blue angel backer for 3 old age, including serving as flight of stairs Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Ronald Wilson Reagan, he 's assuredness under fire, great under pressure, and a fuck suspicious guy and a great dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed Sir Thomas More than half my life.
My brother and me were pretty tough customer as Thomas Kid growing up, but we were no match for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron clenched fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was adequate'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older pal never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New House of York with his new wife. She and Mom are amiable but a slight strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my terminal stratum of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an electronic mail good time from my chronicle professor that the Fri social class was cancelled.

Cool. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and washables and sped for home. My girlfriend and I broke up final stage week so I had no ground not to go home early. speechmaking of fucking retards, god she was destitute. Texting me all fucking day, getting angry when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within seconds. Hey babe, I was taking a run, 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 often, Mom really looked forward to my time at dwelling house with her. She 'll be happy to see me home other, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour thrust went by pretty promptly, and I pulled into our lilliputian sign of the zodiac. It 's a Navy-owned menage that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay rive, but not what it 's really Charles Frederick Worth. Just a perquisite that we do n't assure the taxpayers about. Anyway, the home is 5 bedroom, colonial style, big in-ground pool in the huge backyard. I stepped out into the heat. It 's unearthly, being so hot in early May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the cool house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom bear some citizenry up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't call in out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was masses, woman 's voices, sounded like they were having a company or something. Could n't seduce it out exactly.

I made my way down the hall, stepped into my parent 's sleeping room, and got the jar of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

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

But that was n't all.

Laying next to my mom was another woman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. pink, I think it was. They were laying right next to each other, their weapon system and peg touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the other gal, I 'm not exactly trusted whose.

I turned my headland to the flat projection screen on the wall, the source of all the noise. A erotica played, a crowd of girlfriend doing one of those Lesbian squirt bacchanal. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a black chick named Jada something, Britney S. Smith Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The smut is where one lady friend gets `` little girl cum '' sprayed all over her aspect by all the other chicks. But, it looks pretty a good deal like pee. But it 's not yellow-bellied, it 's all clear 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 prospicient to discover than it actually took topographic point, I think I was only there a twain seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both cleaning woman jerked their header towards me, screamed, and tried to find the blanket. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of risible, or even damn funny. But at the consequence, I was pissed.

What the ass was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our country and she 's ... doing whatever the roll in the hay this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the stair, and out the doorway, with Mom calling my public figure the whole way.

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

I begin to head to the expressway to join the dealings jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't screw what else to do. The telephone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger hindquarters when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the ass did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nobody 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a major nookie pothole fadeout in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets unearthly, and the movement cycle go all wobbly and betray. I managed to pull over to the side of the road. Looking under the front end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't suppose that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 min and towed me to the nearest car repair swell. 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 buddy are home yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so pitiful Travis I can explain -- ''

'' Mom ! '' I tried to cut off, she just talked faster.

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

'' MOM ! '' I hollered into the phone.

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you come get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

'' Sure, um, I 'm leaving right now. ``

'' shuffle sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to give her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some metre to think about this. And I came to the conclusion that I did n't have intercourse what to think. 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 sign ! '' That strain was drilled into me, by her, for age. Oh gawd ...

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

I went up to my room and shut the door. I just felt so eldritch, seeing Mom naked was so perplexing. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my sept had squadron company, all the next-to-last officers would just sort of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll break up up the lulu, no let me get the trumpery, I 'll get more ice ... all that form of material. Dad would get a kick out of it. She was a dangerous beauty, for sure enough. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would scream at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty skid, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my clit and just how to play me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

'' Do you have intercourse 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 strength base in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion shit with the boys in blue. We met in the'O'society, and I know it sounds dumb, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 minutes. And certainly, he liked me straight away, but not in a serious way. He was older than me, 8 years, and form of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you kids say, we hooked up. For two week straight. ``

I variety of blushed and turned my read/write head. I do n't want to get wind about this !

'' You probably do n't need to hear this, but I need to explicate some things to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their kids but, in brightness level of certain ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to experience. ``

She started dishing out aunty Betty 's famous chicken recipe. My deary. What a coincidence.

'' After the two hebdomad were up, he had to go back to Calif.. On a whim he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a month later. ``

'' Now, in the Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, politics play a big part of your advance. And let me order you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your Father 's life history ! '' She posed for a second, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the plot. Yes, your dad is very sharp and all that, but I played a big component part. It never helps to schmoose your commanding officer, or take your wife do it. ``

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

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little flirtation goes a long way. But it never went beyond that. I was always dead on target to your dad. ``

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically true to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The same, 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 Blue Angel Falls, that was the first off I heard of it. Just piffling whispers at first, perhaps some sympathetic aspect from other married woman. They knew. Finally, someone told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me more than anything, but his urges outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good US Navy married woman'and raise you two son and make a liveliness for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

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

'' It was n't light, and we had a lot of engagement. Some very big one. '' I remember some of those. Not good prison term. `` But in the end, I wanted the life. I wanted a husband who loved me to decease and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable house for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it dwelling. I turned the other cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty skillful life 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 strike his ass in public, let alone fool around. ``

'' I ... I did n't make love, 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 Fatherhood very much. Always have. And I love our life history together. I would n't swop it for the world. '' She was serious, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers 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 months, 8 calendar month, one meter he was gone 11 months. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her ramification on her plate.

'' Well ... diddly-squat ... I have need, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed straight. All this time ... '' I did n't say anything snarky, I just waited her out.

'' I kept cerebration, he would just belong to me at some gunpoint. But, he 's up for admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the most division ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy torpedo. 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 Savior, 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 fair sex named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letter of the alphabet. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's bout had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my admirer you saw today, is another US Navy wife. She 's untested than me by a few age, but in the Saami boat. We got rummy once and spilled our intestine, our deep, deep gumption ! And after several months of talking, we decided to have a little marijuana cigarette session today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first clip ? ``

'' We always tell the verity in this planetary house ! '' she said.

We looked at each other for a here and now, then we both busted out laughing. That was sort of our slogan, but turns out it was a bit empty.

'' Ok Mom. wellspring here 's a truth from me. I ... do n't have sex what to say at this gunpoint. 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 fairly, or very gracious. ``

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

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to front me and gave a quick 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 tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my head unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG TITs and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a eldritch topic, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some the true to all that Oedipus shit they talked about in my psychology classes ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN spurt company that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so a good deal that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's variety of Wyrd. It 's more than that, this is just kind of ... wrong ... on so many levels, and yet these dame are having such a get laid blast ! They are either some bully actresses ( in question ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just make love this horseshit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex demon and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 minute flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't help but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a friend, too. Maybe Mom would wish to eat that chick 's slit and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my cock at close to Mach 1 ! I had to go on it 's head down or that turd would hit me in the eye or even go on the rampart. It 's happened before, trust me.

I slept pretty adept that night. I 'd wish to tell you about some softheaded sex dreams, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in money box about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's rest home. But, obviously, when the sea captain 's away, the sailor will play ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a decent breakfast of eggs and bacon and hashish browns. She asked for my helper in the garden ; it was sentence to plant some flowers. In the old flower bed off to the English of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my cargo boxershorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and gloves and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few minutes later, wearing some red short shorts. And I mean short. As in 'not long'. Short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her legs secernate from her midsection. At least two millimeters past her ... private area. She also had on one of pappa old US Navy khaki shirts, long arm. But she had it where she 'd taken the farseeing shirt tails and tied them into a knot in social movement. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a 2nd, I could glint at her bare midriff for quite a while.

time lag ! What the piece of ass was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college chick ? I was mentally tabulating her assets and was make to assign her a number ? This is n't right !

I saw the old efflorescence bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a damn vehemence. I need to reckon properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

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

Now, you may say that 's a damn high number for a mid-forties woman. well, fuck you. And the sawbuck you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had bend, and they were tight. And her frame, while not flyspeck like a starving model, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. repeat that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a halter top. But the best part 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 division. She kept her tooth blanched, which makes one younger looking. But the easily parts were her eyes and her smile. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey shit, her eye lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that have in mind something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that great grinning, too.

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

We got the flat out and the surface soil and worked the primer together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy sign of the zodiac so Mom always wanted to plant flowers to make it await squeamish. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to plant and pull in things grow. We chatted about all sort of material, until she brought up a funny story subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking 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 knee joint with her stage tucked under her. Her breast jiggled as she tried to wear open a plant flat.

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

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

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

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

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you know ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty socks, crustlike old T-shirt, kleenex in the chamber drivel can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smiling again, with the twinkly eyes.

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

'' It just made me a bit unquiet, I thought maybe you were going to turn into a sex nut or something. ``

'' Well, how do you think I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not practically of a sex cause. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, morning, noon, afternoon, nighttime meter ... wait ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my belt off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well expression at my gene pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't experience a great deal selection of not being a sex fiend. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

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

well she was right about that, my jack gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can take it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the truth in this sign of the zodiac'! So no paltering. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the suggestion. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a penalisation, in case someone loses command ... ''

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

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

holy fuck what did I just advise ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some kind of sick fucking pup and I do n't know if there 's a heaven but I 'm moderately sure there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the other derelicts and deviants and killers and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the crap for a while in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my head to try and overhear some breeze. I got back to employment, I was trying to chop up the roots away from some other fucking tree diagram that was invading the efflorescence bed.

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

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no formula ! It 's jut win or lose, mum ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure enough to flex my arms more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should turn a little more away from her so I can deflect over for her and take hold of some fucking roots.

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

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

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely loud enough for me to learn her. She was teasing some more. `` God red cent tiddler ... show no respect ... put em through college ... they cheat at the games ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up unbent and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her arms way up in the air. Her chest swelled to tremendous proportions as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

'' You were aright, '' she said. `` It 's damn hot out here. ``

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

segmentation. Lovely, dark, and cryptical. But I have promises to keep. And many day before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my work, trying to hide my rising boner. I sneaked superlative back over my shoulder joint. Mom was on all four-spot, moving about, lifting a hand to snaffle a genus Petunia and place it in the footing. Her breasts swayed back and forth, 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 total tits. Not the teat, of course of instruction, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, remember ? ``

'' There should be. Illegal Motion in the ... movement ... ''

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

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

We finished about an hour later. The garden looked very nice. We did n't, though. Dirty, sweaty, smelly, and there was potting ground all over the walkway.

'' You put away the dick ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hose. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosiery going, washing down the bricks of all the dirt. 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 invertebrate foot. I had shoes on, but they were cruddy and poop had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to gargle my feet off.

'' Okay, stand back. The weewee shoots out pretty severely. '' Always thinking of how to be good to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the schnoz and sprayed my feet and got the soil off. Got the dirt off my shin and sura, too. Good not to traipse all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the genital organ ! And the breast and side ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking H2O felt coldness !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash 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 weapon system. She 's not light as a feather, but it was n't a job for an epinephrin 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 round shot right next to her.

Jesus ! I thought the hose water was cold ! We do n't sprain on the syndicate fastball until Memorial Day ! Fuck ! We both started to swim to the shoal end, but I was wearing load shorts. The kind with like 17 air pocket and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely displace, and I used to be on the swim team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked knockout and view 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 lilliputian motherfucker ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an exasperating opus of motherfucker ! ``

I turned to help her out so she would n't slue. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my putz. boost, 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, the cold water, I could n't contain myself. Her teat had hardened to near baseball diamond strength, and they made sure everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at to the lowest degree an inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her body, leaving nothing to the resource. Oh flavor, there 's even a petty counterspy on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her point back to gather up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her tremendous tit even more. I was now at full attention and did n't have intercourse what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't serious, decent ? Is it ? Fuck !

Mom kept up her funny philippic. `` Little rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! hold until I tell your father -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to depend down and saw my raging hard-on.

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

Mom suddenly realized her wet tit were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her arms, trying to wrap up them up. That was funny, because her pinhead 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.

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

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't require to lose ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm surely that I had masturbated to Mom at some pointedness in my life. But ... shit ... it was n't all the meter, hardly ever. I just did n't guess of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right wing now. I got ta fucking clear my head.

'' dear ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to clean up and do some shopping for some prick. 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 spud is twelve dollars.

'' Yeah ! Sure ! Sounds good ! '' I dried my private parts but kept moving. Fuck ! I did n't know it was this unvoiced 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 fire ? This will say. If I go in there, we 'll ascertain out.

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a fucking pussy.

Then I began to deform the knob.

Locked.

Fucking squawk ! 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 sneaky one.

well, 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 play Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be gear up to leave around 6:30. dinner reservation are at 7. garb kind of nice. dear, Mom.

Mom does n't have a go at it that you do n't get spell out every word in a school text. Or she does n't believe in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

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

At 6:15, I put on my nice inkiness pants and a black silk shirt, it 's got some Andrew Dickson White fiddling paisley action going on over one berm. Mom bought it for me at Yule and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my fuzz up ... bonanza. Looking pretty crisp ! 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 backside at McDonald 's or maybe Burger -- ''

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

This apparel, wow ! Satiny material, recondite and dark black. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very crocked. Fitted, I guess is the terminal figure. Fitted like a humble glove around her voluptuous eubstance. You could see some gesture in the dress. I was n't sure, but I was guessing no bra. However, the dress was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some bread and butter for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprise. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a small string of faux diamonds going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's backrest. The very small of it. the minuscule component. What I would holler, 'Below the belt'even.

She did a niggling turn for me in the foyer. Her frock flew out a pilot inches as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her morose hair's-breadth done differently, some big curlicue and waving and toss 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 shit ... you do n't look like anybody 's mother ! ``

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

'' Like the shoes ? ``
Black patent leather, stiletto hound, and extra straps that went up her ankle joint far more than is effectual in some southern State Department. The heels were utter ; high gear, but not so high as to make 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 Florida key ! ``

Dad 's panther, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder railway locomotive, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to labor it. He inherited it from a rich uncle some years back and he probably put 200 international mile a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a year on it just trying to keep it running, too. Brits, good people but do n't understand much about electrical systems.

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

Revving the engine, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a fast and serious ride !

I popped the batch and displume down the street. 13 minute to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple power swoop but still made it to the restaurant about ten bit late. The man took the car and backed it in, right by the front line door. That 's respect !

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

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very interfering tonight and we ca n't nurse tables all Nox ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into persuasion and held my arm, and smiled her award winning smile at old Fritz. Really, she did win an awarding in 8th degree for best smile. We only tell the true statement ... ok I 'll shut up.

'' ... but ... you are in chance as a table by the windowpane just opened up. This way, delight ? ``

Mom made sure to brush her breast against Fritz a picayune, 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 right away.

'' practiced evening folks ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your female parent looks stunning tonight on this female parent 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all pleased with himself.

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

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, chesty, insulting fool ! ``

Mom did a face 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 ruction ? Not really. Just a crew of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a Champagne bucket with Fritz'compliment, a crown'that was obviously on it 's way to another tabular array, and various pelf and rolls, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much best and kept her damn mouth shut. The other 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 little SOB ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

'' Hey, I learned from the outdo. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your female parent, then maybe we should sit a little bit closer, do n't you mean ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped Champagne-Ardenne. Good man, that Fritz.

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

The dinner was fantastic. The filets were legal tender and succulent, the potatoes mythologic, and the company was ... Maker. Mom and I were touching practically through the unharmed dinner. articulatio humeri, or feet, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost natural. I regaled her with chronicle of bad daughter friends and bad sex times ; now that we were on a different floor, we could talk about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The assay arrived, in the quantity of twoscore 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 course of action ! Across the street is the fantastic fetich waiting room ! You can leave your car here and holler us to come in get you ! I will send for my friend at the threshold, you wo n't wait in transmission line. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to impart. She gave him a big hug. A full consistence hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

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

The Voodoo lounge ... now here was a place. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 deglutition. But Fritz got us set up with a decent slight booth far enough away from the lot so we could blab out, but not out in the boonies, either.

The prolusion band played 80 's pop medicine, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her theatre, I
knew most of the Sung dynasty too.

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

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

'' This is ... SO much FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. Okay it was pretty meretricious. She moved in finisher to me to speak into my ear. `` Thank you so a good deal sweetie, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

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

'' dixie ? ``

'' Yes, Dixie ! It 's variety of a slutty figure, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to admit ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you able to not chivvy yourself this afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! red cent ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very HARD ... but I managed not to. ``

'' Hmmm, too bad. I was form of hoping to win. ``

Holy shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would feature to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too much thinking ...

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

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly mirthful. But then. One of her deary strain came on. 'Lady in Red', a behind song about dancing with his lover. I was prepare to void the dance story, but Mom pulled me back.

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and have got me. ``

'' Yes, Confederate States. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hand on the pocket-sized of her binding. Her bare back.. My left script held her properly deal, and we swayed to the music.

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

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't midriff school. There 's no chaperone. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a foot apart. I pulled her closer. Her rebuff, yet intoxicating, odour almost overwhelmed me.

Her chest bumped into mine. I pulled her faithful still. Her chest pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my shoulder joint. With her dog, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to trip and pulled her tight, to stabilize her of line. Her thigh pressed against me. I caressed her get down back, slipping my small fingerbreadth down, under her dress. I felt no panty where there should be some, only a little tiny string.

I was trying to retain my tremendous hard-on from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Dixie just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my helping hand further down the back of her dress and cupped a warm ass cheek. My Mom 's warm up ass cheek. 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 head teacher back to expect at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a little something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her neck opening, just below her right ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more small buss in the general country. South breathed in weighty, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a slight and kissed her ear lobe, being measured of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a picayune more.
I was n't certain if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the dance story. I whispered into her ear.

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

There was no trend, then a rebuff, almost perceptible nod of her head. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a psyche nod. I released her right script so I could put both arms around her waistline, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

'' Travis ... dear ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

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

'' I do love you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my statement with a operose pelvic thrust. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fuck ? What about Dad ? He does n't merit this ?

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

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

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

The waitress took our swallow gild, 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 petty pat. It throbbed in response to her touch. She kept her hired man there. I tried not to think about it, but ... I caved in.

'' Well, no admiration. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Dixie ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the early bozo checking you out. Some of the girlfriend, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast into my shoulder and arm. I swung my free hand over and under the table. I reached up and cupped her other breast, still inside her wearing apparel. I hefted it, checking it 's slant and size. Mmmmmm, very squishy, yet house, fucking wild. Her teat rose to recognise my medallion. 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. `` fountainhead ... I 'll just go away these here then ... ''

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

'' I have to go to the ma'am way. '' She looked at me. `` By myself. ``

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and bet presentable. It was n't well-heeled. Several minutes went by, I began to get concerned. Ten moment. well, sometimes there is a wrinkle, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two youth guys ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shot ! Fuck !

She walked back to our table and plopped down hard next to me.

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

'' Oh it'ss mulct, '' she said. A little slur to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to allow something to you and it is n't easy. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of black material.

'' These are my panties ! Or ... well not pantie ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to wear anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the potent feminine scent coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to admit to you that you won ! I had to go to the dame room so I could cum and not induce a mess out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

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

Mom smiled a yucky smile and nodded her head.

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

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the bill with her reference poster, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get household. But, no.

She was in a rush to discover a waste basket, or a plant, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab household so I could supervise her on the way. She only got wan the one fourth dimension, outside the club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her elbow room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her skid, gently, caressing her feet a slight. I eased her out of her wearing apparel, which is n't fucking wanton at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would find tomorrow, I hauled her into the body of water closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink some water and go pee. After several min, she got down about 12 snow leopard of pee. The whole time she was spouting off `` I 'm disconsolate I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm pitiful too.

She sort of helped me get her into some silk jammies, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her side of meat in what 's called 'the recovery position', so if she gets cast again she 'll be alright.

OK, yes it did occur to me to find 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 covers next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the side by side day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. mortal up the stairs is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

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

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

'' So ... I remember Lady In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a comfort station ? 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 home. ``

'' Well, fortunately, we have one car left. the Jag is at the eatery and my car is at the shop. I 'm hoping you can help me get those later today. ``

I filled her in on some of the particular as she had her coffee. She forgot some, and remembered others.

'' Travis. Again. I 'm pitiful. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't know what I was thinking finis night ... I was ready to, um ... fuck you, and I thought if I got enough alcohol in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really turn out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' fountainhead, Mom, that 's not the lone chance we 'll ever bear. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the right affair to do. The moment was right, the meter was right, but maybe it did n't happen for a reason. And maybe it 's for the best. I 'm sorry 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 medicine room. Yes, the business firm has a medicine room. Which is good because we all play around with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some little dance band for awhile in my teens. Growing up with Mom and Dad, music was always around us. And we did n't care what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a distich hours, it really helps me to unwind and not think about things.

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

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

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

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

We chatted about this and that, but it was kind of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her breast, priming my raging tool into her pelvic arch. Or the fact that she gripped my hammer, and masturbated in the ladies room. Yup, did n't name those things.

We got home after a mates hours, sort of beat from running around town.

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

I went back on a higher floor for awhile. I had to consider. I was ready to sail through my mom finale night, and today, it 's like nothing happened. Back to formula. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a spine of the here and now thing ? Random chance ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and toilsome, seriously hot and heavily. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My breathing 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. nil. Ran downstairs, where the the pits is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pond. With a glass of wine-colored. 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. ``

'' Well, sure enough dear have a rump -- ''

'' 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 stairs 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 for certain ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm surely Mom. Or if you want to be South, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her head, but held her munition up for me.

'' well then, Travis. Come and give your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

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

Her balmy brim yielded to mine. Our sassing folded into each other, gently, testing each former. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a minuscule lingua inside her sass, rubbing it along her dentition. It felt like spark flew when her tongue met mine. So gentle, so wet.

She reached up with her give up arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my chest of drawers pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long time. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood line racing through our bodies. Our gentle rage turned to infuriated heat. My rousing was physically apparent to her, and I 'm certain she was soaking wet, but I did n't need to rush thing. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, thinking charwoman. You do n't get women like this quotidian. I 've had deal of girl, but not like this one.

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

'' take aim me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her cubitus so she could look on. Of course, she arched her back to shove out her chest. She ran her tongue over her lip slowly.
I bent down to assume off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

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

'' eighter and a one-half, but who 's enumeration. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

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

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

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

I yanked the shirt apart, push flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it lower down to rip it open completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial forte jobbie, no quantity of manpower can rip through these affair. I pulled her to a sitting stance and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, christ ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally undid it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her perfect tits. Yes, I saw them the other day for about 3 seconds, but this was dissimilar. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at least half a minute of arc as they heaved with each breath. My stopcock could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't stop now, baby ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her articulatio coxae for me.

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her hip, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the view of my au naturel mom, save for the little plot of land of crimson held be some lilliputian material.

'' Lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's strings broke and came off in my handwriting. My mom lay naked before me. Her titty splayed out to the side, her bare puss looked so tempt. I reached over and spread her legs, her aroma immediately appeared from her now open area.

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

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

I climbed between her legs, and rested my trunk mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her foreland with my bequeath bridge player and held her cervix, while my right snaked down between our pegleg and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her wooden leg, making it prosperous. The tip of my tool found an amazingly hot and wet place. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her succus all over my mushroom cloud cap.

I pressed in a little, 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 center as I sank my peter lower ... and deeper ... into her pussy. I fucked back and forth a petty, then just drilled through the last-place four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight column inch peter lay abstruse inside Mom 's tight, ruttish hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her legs naturally wrapped around mine as we began to make love. Pressing into her, my pelvic girdle mashed into her button. I just pushed for a while, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my dick down at it 's fully depth.

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My favorite trick is to pull my cock out most of the way, and then tease it back rest home. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's preferent antic. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow withdrawal and quick thrust back down brought a quick piffling `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to nominate surely I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to fit my knife thrust and I tried to drill her through the nooky bed. finale night I gingerly held her breast, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her intemperately and pulled her pap and pinched her nipple and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for dear life as I dropped my left hand down and forced it under her ass boldness. Cupping her butt hard, I could hump faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like brute. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our tooth. My steel hammer continued pistoning inside her for several moment. 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 practiced looking at at her. She cupped her breasts and pulled them up so her Chin was resting between them.

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

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... be intimate me ... fuck me ... fuck your ... mom ''

That familiar opinion was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slide both handwriting under her ass cheeks. My right hand went further into her slippery crack cocaine. I rubbed her little backdoor for a few moments, and easily slither my middle fingerbreadth up inside her ass.

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

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... fucking you ... Mom ... fucking ... dear you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my first squirt Mom 's slit contracted as she orgasmed, too. Spurt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so connected to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one bod'...

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 considerably ... the estimable screw I 've ever had. ``

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

'' Lay down honey, it 's hunky-dory. '' I rolled onto my book binding, Mom lay along side me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you beware ? It feels good to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, beloved ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm good. A piffling jade. sacrifice me a twosome minutes though, and we 'll set out stave Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a round Two in a retentive 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 think it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her puss and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my stomach. Then it poured onto me. With a diabolic look on her cheek, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her face into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacancy, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my fucking God, Travis ! I have n't exhaust a man 's cum in ... years ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right. 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 return, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the home, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my shaft with her glorious natural language, we never broke eye link. She pushed out some originative remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

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

And she was good at it, too. firm pressure, good tongue action, no teeth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The good thing about the 'second'erection, is that it takes Sir Thomas More stimulation to cum than the offset one. I got to enjoy Mom 's cock sucking a good long time.

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

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a complaint. ``

'' You do ? ``

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

She smiled her award-winning smile again, and crawled up my body, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my face, swinging it a bare column inch from me. Her obscure nipples hung an inch or more from her orotund aereolas, she let it crop my cheek.

Finally, I could n't stomach it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The mammilla expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to suck in all of her tit into my mouth. My hands grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the shit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck so severe she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one breast for second, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my facial expression so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her breast. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a hired man in her crotch, she 's fingering herself, I thought. effective, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her spinal column. I could then work on this left tit with a little to a greater extent leisure and intention. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to make it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit pulp, not just the teat. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' Jesus Christ, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten minutes of this. `` You really like knocker, do n't you ! ``

'' Am I boring you ? I can discontinue or -- ''

'' God no ! hold open going ! It 's like the skilful massage in the world ! But do n't adjoin my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful flavor, then I cupped her pussy pitcher and rubbed my palm into her clit.

True to her word of honor, she shuddered and came, right then. Kind of a small 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 solve on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you help me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her right field one.

I pushed her breast up so she could reach it with her sass, too. By the way, I continued to do it her pussy slowly.

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war hero, a sum retard ? He did n't care this ?

'' No, not silly. It 's fucking hot as hell ! ``

Mom went at her own tit with relish, just as a great deal as me, maybe even more. I love seeing a cleaning woman make sexual love to her own tit, it 's so fucking fascinating.

I pulled my cock out of it 's place, but I brought it to a topographic point just as dainty, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the same sentence. The fact that now her puss juice was on her tit and my rooster only seemed to excite her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my hand, getting more juice, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her belly as she grabbed her breasts and held them wide, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my peter entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her fantastic tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her backtalk so my prick head would concern her glossa on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tit like a madman.

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my mouth, or on my face, just cum on me ! seminal fluid on, cum for me ! ``

wellspring, with her encouragement and with that much press from her tits, I had little choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the bit. The hold out few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipples. Mom swallowed down her cargo, then she bent her head and licked 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 woman, there 's kind of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my brass all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hours. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her deception, which was to seem up into her middle. But almost of the time they were closed or I could n't even see them on business relationship of her pap being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to keep her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the fruition hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a quondam affair. I do n't have intercourse how this will work in the hereafter with other the great unwashed in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

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

'' ejaculate here, child ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my face, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my mentum with her glossa, like a right mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' Sure, but not now. ``

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

'' Travis, darling, the um ... the 'tracks have to be exonerated'. You ca n't do that if there 's a string in the place. ``

It took me a couple moments.

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

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the station will be unmortgaged tomorrow aurora. ``

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

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

'' So Mom, tell me more about this womanhood the former day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

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

'' Mom, I 've eaten your twat. I 've seen you suck prance. You can tell me about your slight 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our moxie one Night. And we talked about how skillful it would be to have an orgasm without being alone all the time ! We were quite wassail, and we said we should assist each other out.

'' twenty-four hours went by, neither of us said another word about it. I just put it down as a pathetic conversation between rummy people.

'' Then ... what was it, Midweek I guess, she called me. She was watching some porn and ... she came with me on the headphone. ``

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

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

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the next day. We were just going to be in the Lapp room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred flavor looking for a footling companionship.

'' So then, she came over after luncheon. We had some wine-colored, okeh, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very nervous. After our second methamphetamine, which polished off the bottleful, I took a rich hint and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my sleeping accommodation is connected to the internet, if we wanted to watch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt company'. And ... holy fuck. These woman, they were such ho 's ! They were so bodacious 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 know what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the Holy Scripture, if it is a word ... Debauched and incorrect 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 clothes. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more well-heeled that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the the true, I 've never seen a grown womanhood naked, in my existent presence before.

'' I got, very queasy again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked body. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gallon on the telecasting screamed and sprayed an tremendous squirt on the early gallon. We remembered why were there.

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our ramification and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To let a warm body next to me.

'' But not as gracious as this, of course ! '' she grabbed my flaccid cock. It tried to respond but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a estimable kisser, I just kind of go all stupid person 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 cunt into her back talk. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, form of expectantly, as I held the early dildo, all covered with her hooey. 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 try out it, her. But I could n't get myself to cross that job. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the eternal sleep. ``

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

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

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished concern. ``

'' I guess. But, since we 're talking ... what are we going to do ? With ... 'this'... with us ? ``

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really have a architectural plan. Um, what do you need ? ``

'' 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 ... Sep ? Yeah ? well, finals are in two calendar week and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, Summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to front him ? And verbalise to him on the phone ? And ... a divorce 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 experience ... ''

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to ca-ca him take some wild blue yonder anovulatory drug and start fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't get laid what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so wonderful 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking tangible domain reared its slimy head.

'' I do n't have it away Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gearing on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a nice brunch tomorrow. It might be too late to make reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would rule 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 went off at 8:40, Sunday morning. female parent 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on metre. I want to be awake and make. ``

fountainhead, cocksucker, I 'm awake and ready right now ! Let 's go mamma !

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

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two more metre last nighttime. Each time seems to be as dear or dependable than before. When Mom cums, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and close call like a little girl at Yuletide. then she kisses me so much ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my peter like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her breast did n't just jiggle, they seemed to move of their own treaty and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the bathroom in her robe, an ugly one, but she had her some constitution on and had brushed her hair. I could still see some dehydrated cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` Scoot ! I need to sing to your Fatherhood. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

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

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

At 8:59, the phone rang. The police captain is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net setting and pulled up my deary smut site, and found the Lesbo pip-squeak Party. In LE than a minute 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 find me stroking my cock and hardcore Lesvos on the sieve. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's very well, he 's been a bit of a anovulatory drug, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that unintelligent lady friend he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was time I got involved in the telephone call. Mom was holding the phone to her right ear. It 's a corded handset because Dad did n't like cell phones. So I stood up and adhere my backbreaking cock into Mom 's left ear.

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

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

I tried fondling her knocker, but she kept tightening her arms to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the chair with her, and forced my cock to her sassing. Dad rambled on about dark blue government in Italia as Mom has about a third base of my rooster in her mouth. Suddenly she had to sprinkle it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dear, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be cracking ! We 'd screw to see you adjacent month for a hebdomad ! That 's so awesome ! ``

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

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

Good God, I 'm right here ! But she had to make it look unspoiled. She waited a few moments, then handed me the phone.

'' Hey Dad ! Happy female parent 's Day ! ... yeah you too ow roll in the hay ! I mean, sorry, I kicked the chairwoman with my toe ... ''

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

'' So you 're coming base soon ? ... that 'll be cool ... maybe you can teach me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a nut into her mouth. Good Shepherd that feels nice.

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

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her bathroom and locked the door. son of a bitch !

'' Open up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the threshold. `` It 's mother 's Day ! momma needs her acquaint ! ``

Her muffled spokesperson 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 Sir Alexander Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his efforts to secure we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the former night, ASKED if there were any mothers present before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her foremost marriage but her husband 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's business firm this morning. Jeanine was to blame them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in form of my generation. Little shortsighted, picayune trimmer joist, minor breasts but very buoyant, short blond hair. Like Mom, however, she was a looker, no doubt about it.

Both peeress had on very miserly chick. Mom had a nice cashmere sweater which really accentuated her human body, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

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

'' fountainhead there 's this financial backing group, a forum, for navy blue wife. You go on-line and character stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help oneself somebody else who needs a paw. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gals local to a base can assist each other with baby-sitting, doctor 's appointee and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about clobber, then met in soul to talk about things we did n't need to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' assuredness ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the former day ... ''

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

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

'' Absolutely ! I love him to end ! But ... he knows I need to ingest some liaison once in a while. He does n't mind as long as it 's just fille and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the festival when he comes home ! ``

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd like to pass the rest of the day at our house ... ''

Jeanine did this minuscule 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 aught. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, Mr, ca n't touch 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 inch away, you just ca n't touch me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The rest of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cunning stories about me and all the dumbass things I 've done over the years.

The moms had many more mimosa, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school day girls, and getting all touchy feely like woman do. But there were looks, and lingering hands, and picayune caresses here and there. I got a raging erection. I wondered how toilsome and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching normal really was.

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

For the ride base, Mom sat in the spinal column bum while Jeanine sat up nominal head with me. I did n't know why for a couple instant, but then it became patent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a small `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the seat. I looked over at a red illumination to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's left tit. Jeanine leaned back, her middle closed.
Then they fiddled with the seat and got it reclined. Mom could now get two deal on Jeanine 's boob. First over her shirt. I had to swerve several times to stay on the road as Mom 's manus deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

trump honked at me as I saw Mom deplume Jeanine 's bra up and over her tit, 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 make a good purview for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front. '' I said to nobody. The girls were lost in their little dreamworld. I put the garage door down and had to attract Mom out of the car, she did n't need to leave behind Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a nice vodka keynote, with not much soda pop. I figured I could n't pertain, but I could determine ! I headed upstairs.

The gals were on the bed, but they still had their skirt and skid on. No top, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's boobs. I know the belief ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand motion of sucking my pecker. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, careful not to touch the precious Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's backtalk, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some electric shock registering on her case. `` Oh my god, you Guy were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one thing to pick up 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 sentiment of another woman sucking her tit.

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

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the side slide fastener, then shimmied out of her annulus. Her tweed garter looked mythological 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 deliver her moment of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine loosen Mom 's skirt and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underwear today, what 's with these women today ? Ca n't seem to remember anything ...

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

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's peg, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvic girdle, crushing her tits into Mom 's snatch as she went past. She climbed up past tense Mom 's titty and got to her face where they kissed for several moments ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussy was right in forepart of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could smell out her from here.

She straddled Mom 's face and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting lingua and mouth. I moved around to get a better look. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her first off ! 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 snatch into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the paries with her palm as she came violently. Her entirely body shook and trembled as she screamed `` roll in the hay '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in girlfriend emollient and this huge grinning on her look. I went to Mom.

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

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

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's back talk and kept the rest for myself. MMmmmmmm ... fair sex cum. Different from Mom, but still pussy 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 chief so she could see ameliorate, and I massaged her knocker for her.

'' Can you trust this, Mom ? ``

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

'' She 's licking your kitty-cat, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking fantastic ! 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 bank note as char seem to eat cunt different than men, or at least different from me.

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

'' shucks yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

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

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

'' You 're awesome ! '' Mom answered.

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

'' Well, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touching. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

fountainhead, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging rooster needed some action mechanism today, now. I 'm the Man of the theatre, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a sixty-nine position. But not the friendly, on all fours way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her pegleg over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a little work to berth myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with more than one former person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's kitty was so wet and slick, My peter just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was wanton or anything, but I was so hard and her twat offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sugariness rest home ... '' I mused as my shaft sank completely into Mom 's puss.

'' Be it ever so abase ... '' Mom said.

'' Dares mo tread ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her backtalk stuffed with kitty rim and, if I was n't mistaken, my clump were hitting something back there. Her nose, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my Ball were dragging on something ! The thought of touching the unassailable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my putz stab ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breaths. `` This is now ... my preferent fucking position ... of all metre ... fucking sanctum diddlyshit ! ``

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

I had a hold 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 brass was turning nice and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' interruption

SPANK !

'' wellspring you probably should have ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah Mommy ... yeah ... ooh yeah mammy ... ``

'' Travis babe ... have sex me ... so good ... have it off me ... make love your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slut ... piece of ass your smutty slovenly woman .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the period of no yield, a few more seconds of this and I would be done.

'' I 'm going to cum, Mom ! I 've got to cum ! ``

'' Do it cocker ! 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 tool as tough and deep as I could into Mom 's cunt. My throbbing rooster loosed spurt after rattling spurt cryptic inside her. It was like shooting gasoline into the lava, though. So fucking hot ... Mom 's kitty suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus and the sanctum fucks as she came.

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

The consequence my dick came out, my sperms 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 mouth. 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 respective minutes of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

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

We were disappointed, but at the same prison term it was kind of gracious just to be alone with each other. 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 mo, not just a few moments.

I only broke the osculation to go to her nightstand and get out some Astro-Glide I had seen earlier. I fully lubed up my cock. Jesus, I had never used this before. It felt slap-up !

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

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

'' The cut are take in ! '' Mom said, and she spread her legs wide-cut for me.

I dribbled some of the lube from the bottle right onto her piddling brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lube into her pull up stakes bridge player. She used that to channelize my putz in the good direction.

My cock hit a wall. No hold. There 's a little indentation in this bulwark. I pressed a little ... the pitting let me move forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to circularise her pegleg wider.

With a sudden release of stress, my turncock head poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

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

Eight and a one-half inch of cock, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

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

'' You like ? I do ''

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

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

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

'' Happy Mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )