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




Mother 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in strawman of the other, for speed ! '' He 's a battler pilot, that 's the standard reply. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high-pitched speed, 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 plate for Mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going nursing home, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. Please severalize me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the feeling 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 wrongly impression, conceive me ! He 'd been over-doing it every class since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temporary duty ) in Italian Republic. Dad was a Captain, bucking for Admiral, so he was very busy. The house is in Alexandria, Virginia, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the road a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my Italian sandwich. He shot down a MiG-27 in the number one disconnect War. He was a bluing holy man for 3 years, including serving as Flight leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's coolheaded under fire, great under pressure, and a fucking amusing guy and a dandy dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than half my life.
My brother and me were pretty ruffianly client as tike growing up, but we were no match for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was enough'. Or rather, I learned early on. My elder brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the bounds. He 's now living in New York with his new married woman. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last class of the day on Thursday, Psych, when I got an e-mail bam from my history professor that the Friday class was cancelled.

assuredness. I went to the frat, packed up my shit and laundry and sped for dwelling house. My lady friend and I broke up death hebdomad so I had no ground not to go home early. speaking of fucking changeling, god she was needy. Texting me all fucking day, getting angry when I did n't return the `` I love yous '' within seconds. Hey infant, I was taking a test, calm down. No ! You do n't get it on me claptrap rant blah, christ what a chore.

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

The two-hour drive went by fairly promptly, and I pulled into our little mansion. It 's a Navy-owned planetary house that they have for use by sure Pentagon-ers. We pay rent, but not what it 's really Charles Frederick Worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the household is 5 bedrooms, colonial style, big in-ground kitty in the Brobdingnagian backyard. I stepped out into the heat. It 's weird, being so hot in betimes May.

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

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't predict out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was people, women 's voices, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't make it out exactly.

I made my way down the hall, stepped into my parent 's bedroom, and got the shock absorber of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

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

But that was n't all.

Laying next to my mom was another woman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. Pink, I think it was. They were laying right next to each early, their arms and legs touching each other. One of their ramification was overlapping the former gal, I 'm not exactly sure enough whose.

I turned my head to the flat tire screen on the wall, the germ of all the haphazardness. A porno played, a clump of young lady doing one of those lesbian squirt debauch. Actually, I had seen this one. It had flush Tucci, a black chick named Jada something, Britney Stanley Smith Stevens, and a crowd of others, too. The porno is where one girl gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her face by all the other chicks. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all readable like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the item of the story.

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

All this takes farseeing to distinguish than it actually took place, I think I was only there a couple seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both woman jerked their headland towards me, screamed, and tried to find the cover version. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of funny, or even anathemise funny remark. But at the second, I was pissed.

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

I turned and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my name 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 schoolhouse. I did n't eff what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger seat when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the fuck did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nobody 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a John Roy Major fucking chuckhole fadeout in the space. Just about then, the steering gets weird, and the front wheels go all wobbly and take a shit. I managed to pull over to the side of the route. Looking under the straw man end, I could see a metal bar hanging down. I do n't think that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

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

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

Great. None of my crony are home yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so good-for-naught Travis I can excuse -- ''

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

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

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

'' ... What ! ``

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

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

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

Click.

So now I had some time to think about this. And I came to the stopping point that I did n't know 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 Sojourner Truth in this house ! '' That line was drilled into me, by her, for old age. Oh gawd ...

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

I went up to my room and shut the room access. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so discombobulate. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my folks had squadron company, all the third-year officers would just kind of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the ravisher, no let me get the folderol, I 'll get more than ice ... all that kind of stuff. Dad would get a rush out of it. She was a serious viewer, for certainly. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would shout out at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my buttons 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 recognize 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 Force substructure in TX, Lackland. Your dad was doing some form of liasion crap with the boys in blue. We met in the'O'night club, and I know it sounds obtuse, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 second. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a serious way. He was sometime than me, 8 year, and form of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you tiddler say, we hooked up. For two hebdomad straight. ``

I kind of blushed and turned my head. I do n't want to hear about this !

'' You probably do n't desire to hear this, but I need to explain some things to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their youngster but, in luminosity of sealed ... lot ... I think you deserve to know. ``

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

'' After the two hebdomad were up, he had to go back to Golden State. 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 mathematical group, politics play a big component of your advancement. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your forefather 's vocation ! '' She posed for a present moment, sticking out her chest and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the biz. Yes, your dad is very penetrative and all that, but I played a big part. It never helps to schmooze your commanding officer, or have your wife do it. ``

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

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little flirt goes a hanker way. But it never went beyond that. I was always true 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 like, however, can not be said for him. ``

I sat very still. No. Say it ai n't so. My dad would never do that.

'' The bluing Angels, that was the first I heard of it. Just footling whispers at first, perhaps some kindly looks from other wives. 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 error, he said.

'' So I had a choice. proceed to be the 'good naval forces wife'and raise you two male child and establish a life-time for us, or bail out and struggle on my own. ``

She paused for a spell 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 comfortable, and we had a lot of scrap. Some very big I. '' I remember some of those. Not honorable fourth dimension. `` But in the end, I wanted the animation. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable base for my kids.
'' He toned down his activities, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it home. I turned the other cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to send for it, and we have a pretty good life story for all of us.

'' Now, he 's what, 52 ? No, 53. And he has n't done anything for eld. I know, he wants his admiralship too much so he wo n't even chafe his ass in world, let alone fool around. ``

'' I ... I did n't lie with, 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 lifespan together. I would n't swap it for the world. '' She was sober, not just bull-shitting me.

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

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

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

'' I kept intellection, he would just belong to me at some dot. But, he 's up for admiral, and the emphasis of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the well-nigh theatrical role ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy hero. Shot down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus messiah, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her letter of the alphabet 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 letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's teardrop had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my friend you saw today, is another Navy wife. She 's youthful than me by a few years, but in the same boat. We got drunk once and spilled our guts, our inscrutable, deep intestine ! And after various months of talking, we decided to hold a little joint session today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the first fourth dimension ? ``

'' We always tell the truth in this sign ! '' she said.

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

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a accuracy from me. I ... do n't have it off what to say at this point in time. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to digest. But I 'm dingy I judged you so harshly at maiden. Obviously, that was n't fair, or very nice. ``

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

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to face me and gave a fast buss 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 fag. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind unwind from all of this. As I got commonplace, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG titmouse and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a weird topic, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some verity to all that King Oedipus shit they talked about in my Psychology classes ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN SQUIRT political party that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so a lot that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's variety of weird. It 's to a greater extent that, this is just kind of ... faulty ... on so many point, and yet these dame are having such a fucking blast ! They are either some corking actresses ( in question ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just sleep with this shit. I prefer that explanation, that they are just fucking sex monster and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 times in a 45 hour flick.

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

I slept pretty in effect that night. I 'd like to tell you about some gaga sex aspiration, but I did n't actually have any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's plate. But, obviously, when the Captain 's away, the Panama will wreak ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of eggs and bacon and hash browns. She asked for my avail in the garden ; it was metre to plant some flowers. In the old flower bed off to the side of the big swim pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my cargo underdrawers and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rip and mitt and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few proceedings later, wearing some red short boxershorts. And I mean dead. As in 'not long'. short circuit. They went at least two or maybe even three millimetre passed where her legs fork from her middle. At least two millimeter past her ... individual area. She also had on one of papa old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the long shirt tails and tied them into a knot in front. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a secondment, I could glance at her bare midriff for quite a while.

Wait ! What the fucking 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 ready to assign her a number ? This is n't right !

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

Although, since I had already calculated a figure, I might as well part it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a damn eminent number for a mid-forties woman. Well, fuck you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had curves, and they were tight. And her frame, while not tiny like a starving poser, was very pleasing. Her bosom were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size that of import ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. doubled 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 Kuki-Chin with no hang-downs or stunt man going on. prissy skin as she kept out of the sun for the virtually region. She kept her dentition white, which makes one untested looking. But the honorable parts were her eyes and her smile. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey shit, her centre lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that meant something.

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

'' Easy Panthera tigris, you do n't have to do it all in one moment, you know ! ``

We got the flat out and the topsoil and worked the ground together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy house so Mom always wanted to plant flush to make it look dainty. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to plant life and produce things raise. We chatted about all variety of material, until she brought up a funny story field of study out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking of onanism ... '' she let that hang there.

I raised my school principal up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her stifle with her legs tucked under her. Her boob jiggled as she tried to soften open a works flat.

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

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

'' I 'm the winner ? Of masturbation ? ``

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

I laughed out loud at that one.

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

'' A mother knows. Crusty socks, ill-humored old jersey, kleenex in the sleeping accommodation garbage can ... a female parent knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the twinkly eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a kitty-cat ! '' Not really true. 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 flighty, I thought maybe you were going to turn into a sex lusus naturae or something. ``

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

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well tone at my gene puddle ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have much choice 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 ! ``

'' Well, Trav. Let 's not pull in each early uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too mussy. ``

Well she was rightfield about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can postulate it if you can. But think of, 'We always tell the truth in this house'! So no fibbing. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the prompting. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a penalization, in caseful individual loses control ... ''

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

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to have the former mortal look out them 'lose'again ? ``

Holy fuck what did I just propose ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some variety of sick piece of tail puppy and I do n't know if there 's a heaven but I 'm pretty certainly there 's a hell and I 'll be in it with all the other abandoned ship and deviant and killers and --

'' good deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the dirt for a piece in silence.

'' Who said it could get this nooky hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my head to try and enamour some piece of cake. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the roots away from some former blooming tree that was invading the flower bed.

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

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

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

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

Mom was muttering under her breath just barely loud enough for me to listen her. She was teasing some more. `` God damn kids ... show no esteem ... put em through college ... they cheat at the games ... ''

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

'' You were right, '' she said. `` It 's goddamn hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking face as she went about her business like I was n't there. She undid the top button on her old ratty shirt. Then the following. And another one. Saviour ! How many buttons are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt prat tied mightily at her belly button.
I could now see exposed boob flesh.

Cleavage. Lovely, wickedness, and oceanic abyss. But I have promises to keep. And many days before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my study, trying to hide my rising bungle. I sneaked flower back over my berm. Mom was on all fours, moving about, lifting a paw to grab a petunia and place it in the ground. 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 number tits. Not the nipples, of class, they were straining her shirt.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, that. break off it or I 'll go on tap and form a join and picket your family. 'Unfair to worker'. ``

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

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

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hosepipe 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 bath. ``

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my feet. I had shoes on, but they were filthy and filth had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse off my feet off.

'' Okay, stand back. The H2O shoots out pretty punishing. '' Always thinking of how to be good to her kid, Mom was.

She pointed the nozzle and sprayed my human foot and got the shite off. Got the poop off my shin and calfskin, too. Good not to shlep all that dirt onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the fork ! And the chest of drawers and grimace ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking water felt COLD !

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

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

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

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my weapon. She 's not light as a plumage, but it was n't a problem for an epinephrin and hormonally charged Loretta Young man.

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

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

As she came up for air, I did a round shot right next to her.

Savior ! I thought the hose piddle was cold ! We do n't turn on the pool bullet until monument Day ! Fuck ! We both started to float to the shallow end, but I was wearing cargo short circuit. The kind with like 17 pouch and prick. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely strike, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked hard and becharm Mom, gave her a yank on the leg, and passed her.

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

'' You dirty, decayed, cheating little bastard ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of whoreson ! ``

I turned to avail her out so she would n't slip. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my hammer. wage increase, 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 H2O, the cold pee, I could n't contain myself. Her nipples had hardened to near diamond strength, and they made certainly everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at least an inch through her shirt. The wet fabric clung to her eubstance, leaving nothing to the imagination. Oh smell, there 's even a trivial mol on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her nous back to conglomerate up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous breast even more. I was now at full moon attention and did n't know what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't serious, right ? Is it ? piece of tail !

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

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

Mom suddenly realized her wet tit were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her arms, trying to compensate them up. That was good story, because her boobs 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.

wellspring, 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 affair back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to lose ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my spirit. But ... diddlysquat ... it was n't all the time, hardly ever. I just did n't think of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely properly now. I got ta fucking exonerated my head.

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

'' Yeah ! Sure ! Sounds thoroughly ! '' I dried my crotch but kept moving. piece of tail ! I did n't know it was this hard not to come to myself !

In my room, I heard the cascade go on. Mom 's naked in the cascade. Now this, I thought, this is the bit of verity. Are we kidding around or are we playing with ardor ? This will tell. If I go in there, we 'll witness 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 shag pussy.

Then I began to wrick the knob.

Locked.

Fucking gripe ! 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 toilsome 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 school text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be set to bequeath around 6:30. dinner party booking are at 7. clothes kind of Nice. sexual love, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't stimulate spell out every word in a textual matter. Or she does n't trust 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 black gasp and a black silk shirt, it 's got some white little paisley action going on over one shoulder. Mom bought it for me at Xmas and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my pilus up ... boom. Looking pretty penetrating ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

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

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

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

I stopped speaking. I stood at the al-Qa'ida of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a dim frock and high heel. But that 's like saying the Eiffel Tower is a metal structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny material, deep and dark Black person. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very pixilated. Fitted, I guess is the full term. Fitted like a small glove around her voluptuous body. You could see some motion in the dress. I was n't sealed, but I was guessing no bra. However, the garb was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some backup for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprise. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a little strand of faux diamond going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's book binding. The very modest of it. the smallest part. What I would call, 'Below the belt'even.

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

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dreary hair done differently, some big Robert F. Curl and wafture and flips instead of her usual bland. dark red lip rouge and gorgeous eye makeup completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... fabulous ... holy place shit ... you do n't wait like anybody 's mother ! ``

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

'' Like the shoe ? ``
Black patent leather, stiletto blackguard, and extra strap that went up her ankle far more than than is effectual in some southerly country. The heels were perfect tense ; high, but not so high as to realise one look pillock when they walk.

'' Holy shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll need one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm dangerous ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the explorer. I 'm getting the Jag cay ! ``

Dad 's jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder locomotive engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to motor it. He inherited it from a rich uncle some class back and he probably put 200 miles a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a year on it just trying to keep it running, too. Brits, full people but do n't realise practically 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 slope. Taking her hand, I eased her into the seat.

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

I popped the clutch and tear down the street. 13 minutes to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple powerfulness swoop but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right by the front room access. That 's regard !

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

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

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into survey and held my arm, and smiled her honour winning smile at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th tier for well grinning. We only tell the truth ... ok I 'll shut out up.

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

Mom made sure to sweep her boob against Fritz a little, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a beauty as this ! You need your money young man !

The waiter came up right away.

'' honorable even tribe ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this mother '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, arrogant, diss gull ! ``

Mom did a facial expression palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a tumult ensued. Could I describe the din ? Not really. Just a bunch of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a Champagne-Ardenne bucketful with Fritz'compliments, a crown'that was obviously on it 's way to another tabular array, and various breads and pealing, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much better and kept her damn sass shut. The other guy was moved across the room so we did n't induce to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our club and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a little shit ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

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

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

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's better. Now we look like a couple. '' And she patted my articulatio genus under the table. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the mesa but I was capable to shut my stunned mouth up just in time.

The dinner was awful. The filets were supply ship and succulent, the white potato vine fabulous, and the fellowship was ... Lord. Mom and I were touching practically through the unanimous dinner. articulatio humeri, or feet, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easy, almost natural. I regaled her with stories of bad young lady friends and bad sex metre ; now that we were on a dissimilar level, we could talk about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The check arrived, in the amount of forty seven dollar mark. 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 saltation places around here ? ``

'' But of track ! Across the street is the wonderful Voodoo waiting area ! You can leave your car here and call us to make out get you ! I will bid my Friend at the threshold, you wo n't wait in transmission line. ``

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

Fritz went into full flabbergast fashion. 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 nice piddling booth far enough away from the band so we could talk, but not out in the boonies, either.

The warm-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's deary. Having grown up in her house, I
knew most of the songs too.

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

Who could dissent ? Not me. The floor was pretty crowded, which was dependable. 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 a good deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. Okay it was pretty garish. She moved in closer to me to mouth into my ear. `` Thank you so much sweetie, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', think of ?. Um ... call in me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Confederacy ? ``

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

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

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

'' Oh ! tinker's damn ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very intemperately ... but I managed not to. ``

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

Holy shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would receive to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too very much thought process ...

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

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly amusing. But then. One of her favorite Sung came on. 'Lady in Red', a slow up vocal about dancing with his lover. I was ready to evacuate the dance flooring, but Mom pulled me back.

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

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and curb me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hired man on the small of her dorsum. Her bare back.. My left mitt held her rectify paw, and we swayed to the music.

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

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't heart school. There 's no chaperon. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a pick apart. I pulled her finisher. Her slight, yet intoxicating, smell almost overwhelmed me.

Her pectus bumped into mine. I pulled her near still. Her chest pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my berm. With her blackguard, Mom/Dixie was only about an column inch shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to steady her of course of action. Her second joint pressed against me. I caressed her humble back, slipping my little finger down, under her dress. I felt no pantie where there should be some, only a piddling flyspeck string.

I was trying to maintain my enormous erection 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 hand further down the back of her dress and cupped a warm ass cheek. My Mom 's warm ass nerve. This was it. It 's official. I 'm copping a smell off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and cranch her pelvis against against my cock.

I pulled my top dog back to look 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, just below her right ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more than small-scale kisses in the general orbit. Confederate States of America breathed in fleshy, crushing her boob into me. I turned up a petty and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the rhombus earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the saltation floor. I whispered into her ear.

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

There was no trend, then a slight, almost detectable nod of her caput. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a head nod. I released her mighty hand so I could put both arms around her waist, and she wrapped her weapon system around my neck.

'' Travis ... honey ... ''

'' Yes, Dixieland ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a footling pat. It throbbed in answer to her touching. She kept her hand there. I tried not to think about it, but ... I caved in.

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

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her breast into my shoulder and arm. I swung my disengage hired man over and under the tabular array. I reached up and cupped her other boob, still inside her wearing apparel. I hefted it, checking it 's weight and sizing. Mmmmmm, very squashy, yet firm, fucking fantastic. Her teat rose to greet my thenar. I tweaked it, rolling it between my finger's breadth. 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 hired hand rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's cervix again, and munched on her capitulum. She downed her crapulence. All of it.

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

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and look presentable. It was n't easy. Several minutes went by, I began to get pertain. Ten minutes. well, sometimes there is a ancestry, maybe ?

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

She walked back to our mesa 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 potable to ... well ... I have to acknowledge something to you and it is n't gentle. '' Mom reached into her flyspeck handbag and pulled out a wad of calamitous material.

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

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

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

Mom smiled a wicked smile and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my nipple in plublic ... plub ... where people can see, I 'm going to cum. Every metre. ``

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the placard with her credit entry carte, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get plate. But, no.

She was in a rushing to find a wastebasket, or a plant, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got disgusted the one time, outside the club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her skid, gently, caressing her feet a piffling. I eased her out of her frock, which is n't fucking gentle at all with a dead-drunk somebody. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink some water and go pee. After respective minute of arc, she got down about 12 troy ounce of water. The whole time she was spouting off `` I 'm sad I 'm dreary ''. Yep. I know. I 'm drab too.

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

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

I crawled on top of the masking next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the next day, I was reading some poppycock on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. person upstair is moving.

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... kind of fuzzy on some matter ... but I 'm pretty sure enough I wrecked our night, right ? ``

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

'' So ... I remember gentlewoman In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a restroom ? Did I do that ? ``

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a slut. I 'm so dingy Travis, thanks for getting me base. ``

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

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

'' Travis. Again. I 'm sorry. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... cocksucker. I 'll just say it. I do n't bonk what I was thinking last 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 work out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixieland ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' Well, Mom, that 's not the only luck we 'll ever receive. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the decent matter to do. The moment was right, the time was ripe, but maybe it did n't happen for a grounds. And maybe it 's for the substantially. I 'm lamentable if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

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

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

So I played for a match minute, it really helps me to unwind and not call up about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all clean and refreshed. She looked fucking not bad, actually.

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

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

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

We chatted about this and that, but it was form of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her chest, ground my raging turncock into her pelvis. Or the fact that she gripped my cock, and masturbated in the ma'am room. Yup, did n't mention those things.

We got home after a match hours, kind of musical rhythm from running around town.

'' Maybe we should outride 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 think. I was ready to nail my mom utmost night, and today, it 's like null happened. vertebral column to normal. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a spur of the moment matter ? Random chance ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and sullen, seriously hot and grueling. 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 chew out, it was like my blood was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. cipher. Ran downstairs, where the perdition is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pocket billiards. With a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

'' Oh hey, honey. Just relaxing a bit -- ''

'' Mom. We need to talk. Now. ``

'' fountainhead, certainly beloved have a bum -- ''

'' 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 stair before she stopped squirming.

'' So ... we 're ... we 're doing this ? ``

'' Yes Mom. We 're doing this. And we 're doing this now. ``

'' You 're sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

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

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

'' fountainhead then, Travis. seed and devote your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

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

Her piano brim yielded to mine. Our back talk folded into each other, gently, testing each early. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a lilliputian tongue inside her lip, rubbing it along her dentition. It felt like Muriel Sarah Spark flew when her tongue met mine. So soft, so wet.

She reached up with her destitute arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my bureau pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long time. Both of us were breathing faster, our origin racing through our bodies. Our placate passion turned to furious warmth. My arousal was physically apparent to her, and I 'm sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't desire to pelt along things. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, intelligent woman. You do n't get cleaning woman like this everyday. I 've had heaps of girl, but not like this one.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Holy shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a fair sex 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long sleeve snowy 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, clitoris flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it dispirited down to rip it undetermined completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial strength jobbie, no amount of manpower can rip through these thing. I pulled her to a sitting position and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, Christ ! Three fucking maulers ? Finally unwrap it.

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

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

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her articulatio coxae, revealing a red thong. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the panorama of my naked mom, save for the little patch of ruby-red held be some bantam material.

'' lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the thong. It 's strings broke and came off in my helping hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her bosom splayed out to the incline, her air pussy looked so inviting. I reached over and circularize her branch, her nose immediately appeared from her now open area.

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

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

I climbed between her pegleg, and rested my physical structure mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her headland with my lead paw and held her neck, while my rightfulness snaked down between our leg and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her peg, making it light. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet spot. I rubbed my headland up and down, slathering her succus all over my mushroom cloud cap.

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

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

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

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

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

Mom broke the kiss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My darling trick is to pull my pecker out nigh of the way, and then ride it back plate. Ok, that 's not a big surprisal, it 's probably every guy 's favorite fast one. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each boring withdrawal and prompt thrusting back down brought a quick petty `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to constitute for certain I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my thrusting and I tried to exercise her through the fucking bed. Last dark I gingerly held her breast, this afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her nipple and pinched her teat 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 buttock. Cupping her arse knockout, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like beast. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our dentition. My steel cock continued pistoning inside her for several minutes. I buried my font in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could carry a good tone at her. She cupped her titty 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 ... fuck me ... make love me ... bang your ... mom ''

That familiar spirit feeling was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slid both workforce under her ass cheeks. My right hand went further into her slippery crack. I rubbed her minuscule backdoor for a few consequence, and easily skid my middle finger's breadth up inside her ass.

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

Panting, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... fucking you ... Mom ... screw ... love you ... ''

My coming hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my first small fry Mom 's cunt 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 flesh'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, dead spent. Her kitty-cat still contracted in small spasms.

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

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

'' Lay down beloved, it 's okay. '' I rolled onto my back, 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, dear ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm honorable. A little jade. Give me a brace minutes though, and we 'll begin stave Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a rung Two in a long sentence ! ``

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 consider it 's hot. ``

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

'' Oh my nooky God, Travis ! I have n't use up a man 's cum in ... years ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right. I thought it was hot. So did my hammer. It sprang back to full strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the take, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the radix, extended her knife, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my calamus with her glorious clapper, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some originative remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a beneficial tactual sensation, having your mom sucking on your cock.

And she was good at it, too. Firm pressure level, dependable 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 commencement one. I got to enjoy Mom 's blowjob a good long time.

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

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a complaint. ``

'' You do ? ``

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

She smiled her award-winning smile again, and crawled up my eubstance, dragging her luscious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my face, swinging it a bare inch from me. Her dark nipples hung an inch or Sir Thomas More from her large aereolas, she let it range my cheek.

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

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

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her vertebral column. I could then make for on this left tit with a footling more leisure and purpose. I licked gently, blew air across her wet tit to attain it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit material body, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure as shooting. I was lost in
tit heaven.

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

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

'' God no ! Keep going ! It 's like the easily massage in the domain ! But do n't touch my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a doubtful look, then I cupped her pussy mound and fray my decoration into her clit.

True to her word, she shuddered and came, rightfield then. form of a minor one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her legs and slipped my hammer inside Mom, unassisted. I hunched over so I could still work on her left dumbbell. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

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

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

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war poor boy, a amount imbecile ? He did n't care this ?

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

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

I pulled my pecker out of it 's home, but I brought it to a place just as nice, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the Saame time. The fact that now her puss succus was on her tit and my tool only seemed to excite her more.

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

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my back talk, or on my expression, just cum on me ! Come on, cum for me ! ``

Well, with her boost and with that a good deal pressure from her tits, I had small choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the arcsecond. The last few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her nipples. Mom swallowed down her warhead, then she bent her head and figure out 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 time, ok almost all the meter, when I eat out a woman, there 's variety of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my facial expression all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for minute. Or maybe 10 minute. I also did her caper, which was to look up into her eyes. But most of the time they were closed or I could n't even see them on account of her breast 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 actualisation hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a former thing. I do n't know how this will cultivate in the future tense with other people in the par, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

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

'' Come here, baby ! '' she said, with her helping hand outstretched for me. Grasping my face, she kissed me deeply. her flavour actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my chin with her knife, like a good mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' Sure, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm sure we can witness some lubricant or -- ''

'' Travis, darling, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clean'. You ca n't do that if there 's a train in the station. ``

It took me a duo moments.

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

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

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

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

'' So Mom, severalize me More about this woman the former day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

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

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

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our guts one night. And we talked about how nice it would be to experience an orgasm without being alone all the prison term ! We were quite drunk, and we said we should help each early out.

'' Days went by, neither of us said another Word of God about it. I just put it down as a silly conversation between wino people.

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

'' sanctum 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 adjacent day. We were just going to be in the same elbow room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred look looking for a piddling companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine-colored, okay, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very flighty. After our s meth, which polished off the feeding bottle, I took a cryptical breathing spell and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedroom is connected to the cyberspace, if we wanted to look on something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we explore for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt party'. And ... holy fuck. These fair sex, they were such ho 's ! They were so insolent and emphatic 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 substructure 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 Writ, if it is a word ... Debauched and awry 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 apparel. Jeanine thought maybe we should undress, would n't we be more comfortable that way ? So we got naked. And, to differentiate you the Truth, I 've never seen a fully grown woman naked, in my actual bearing before.

'' I got, very spooky 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 video screamed and sprayed an enormous jet on the other gallon. We remembered why were there.

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

'' But not as nice as this, of course of study ! '' she grabbed my flabby putz. It tried to answer but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a near kisser, I just kind of go all stunned when we kiss.

'' And then what, '' I asked. `` I walked in ? ``

'' Yep. Jeanine had just suggested we swap dildos, which we did. But ... she put the one I just had in my pussy into her sass. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, kind of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her stuff. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my puss. ``

'' But you wanted to savor it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to taste it, her. But I could n't bring myself to cross that tune. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the respite. ``

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

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

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

'' 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 plan. Um, what do you want ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a while at to the lowest degree. ``

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... September ? Yeah ? Well, final are in two week and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some idiom ? 'The Long, Hot, summertime'? ``

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

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

'' Do you desire that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to make him take aim some blue devil pills and start out fucking me again ? ``

I did n't serve. I did n't know what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so rattling 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking real world reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't recognise. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do jazz it, we should go for a courteous brunch tomorrow. It might be too tardy to make reservations, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find a mesa for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she bear kidskin or what ? Maybe she could conjoin us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The alarm went off at 8:40, Sunday morning. mother 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on time. I want to be alert and ready. ``

fountainhead, shit, I 'm awake and ready right now ! Let 's go mummy !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the thoroughly 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 erection just hanging out. We fucked two more clip death night. Each metre seems to be as good or better than before. When Mom semen, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a little girl at Dec 25. then she kisses me so often ... Well my erection is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my dick like it was a bucking bronco and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her knocker did n't just jiggle, they seemed to motivate of their own accord 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 makeup on and had brushed her hair. I could still see some dried cum in it, but I did n't severalize her.

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

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

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more criminal maintenance on her boldness. Plucking her brow or some such hoot, I do n't know.

At 8:59, the headphone rang. The Captain is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the cyberspace background and pulled up my favorite porn internet site, and found the Lesbo spurt company. In less than a minute I was at fully stave 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 chance me stroking my cock and hardcore lesbos on the screen. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's ok, he 's been a bit of a pill, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that stupid person girl he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his speeding ... ''

I thought it was prison term I got involved in the margin call. Mom was holding the phone to her ripe ear. It 's a corded French telephone because Dad did n't like cell phones. So I stood up and stupefy my firmly rooster into Mom 's go out ear.

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

'' Yes love ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the phone for a endorsement ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral President Andrew Johnson 's wife ? Really ? '' and blah rant blah ...

I tried fondling her breasts, but she kept tightening her arms to her incline and fighting me off. I spun the chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the hot seat with her, and forced my turncock to her sassing. Dad rambled on about navy blue politics in Italy as Mom has about a third of my stopcock in her mouth. Suddenly she had to spit it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry love, was clearing my throat. Yes that would be with child ! We 'd love to see you next calendar month for a week ! That 's so awe-inspiring ! ``

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 lots ... bye love ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

Good God, I 'm right here ! But she had to make it appear good. She waited a few here and now, then handed me the phone.

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

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

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

'' Yeah I 'm taking maintenance of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's Bos ! ... do it you too. ``

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her can and locked the door. Shit !

'' clear up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's Mother 's Day ! Mommy needs her stage ! ``

Her muffled representative replied, `` Go away, get dressed. We 're going to brunch with Jeanine. ``

Oh yeah ! Ok then, down boy.

(. Y. )

Jeanine, Mom, and I sat down promptly at 10:30 for the fabulous Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his try to ensure we were satisfied. The waitress, the Lapplander one as the former night, ASKED if there were any mother submit before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first spousal relationship but her married man 's second. A commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's house this good morning. Jeanine was to break up them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in kind of my generation. fiddling light, little trimmer joist, modest white meat but very perky, short blond tomentum. Like Mom, however, she was a looker, no incertitude about it.

Both lady had on very tight doll. Mom had a nice Cashmere sweater which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a knit stitch blouse.

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

'' fountainhead there 's this living group, a forum, for dark blue wives. You go online and typecast stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help someone else who needs a manus. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gallon local to a understructure can avail each other with sit, medico 's appointments and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about stuff, then met in person to let the cat out of the bag about things we did n't desire to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

Jeanine did this little smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a rule. I do n't wish it, but it 's all or nothing. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, mister, ca n't touch me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't have-to doe with you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, dejectedly. But Mom was so looking forward to this. `` But, I can be nearby ? ``

'' Sure, you can be two in away, you just ca n't concern me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

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

The mammy had many More mimosas, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school girls, and getting all touchy feely like women do. But there were feel, and lingering hands, and little caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how hard and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching linguistic rule really was.

We finally got up to leave, both gals kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more aghast than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to fall with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her breasts pressed into me nicely. I winked and told her we 'd see her again sometime.

'' All of you ? Or just you ? '' she asked, smiling. Mom grabbed my bridge player and whisked me away.

For the ride family, Mom sat in the back seat while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't know why for a duad arcminute, but then it became unmistakable ; Mom wanted to rub down Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a petty `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the tail. I looked over at a red luminousness to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's left knocker. Jeanine leaned back, her eyes closed.
Then they fiddled with the fundament and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's pinhead. First over her shirt. I had to swerve several sentence to abide on the road as Mom 's bridge player deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

automobile horn honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her breasts, still connected but out of the way now. Jeanine just moaned softly.

We were almost nursing home when Mom took off her own perspirer. I hoped no taller cars or truck came alongside, they would have a good position for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front. '' I said to nonentity. The missy were lost in their little dreamworld. I put the service department door down and had to extract Mom out of the car, she did n't want to leave Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a nice vodka tonic, with not much tonic. I figured I could n't advert, but I could look out ! I headed upstairs.

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

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her face. `` Oh my god, you guy cable 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 cock sucking action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my cock totally enjoying the flavor and the opinion of another fair sex sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to ride out plume all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the face zipper, then shimmied out of her skirt. Her blanched supporter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed pussy. I guess she forgot to bring panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

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

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

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvic arch, crushing her titmouse into Mom 's pussy as she went past. She climbed up past Mom 's mammilla and got to her face where they kissed for various moments ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's cheek. Soon, though, she moved again so that her slit was right in front of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could smack her from here.

She straddled Mom 's human face and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting spit and sassing. I moved around to get a better expression. Yep, Mom 's eating twat. Her first ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing min 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 equal Jeanine. Her tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her palm as she came violently. Her whole physical structure shook and trembled as she screamed `` shtup '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's facial expression ; all covered in young lady cream and this huge smile on her face. I went to Mom.

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

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to thrash up some of your pussy juice. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's rima oris and kept the rest for myself. MMmmmmmm ... woman cum. Different from Mom, but still puss juice. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her length from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's headspring so she could see better, and I massaged her tits for her.

'' Can you believe this, Mom ? ``

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

'' She 's licking your pussy, 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 slovenly woman ! ``

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

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

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

Jeanine drank down all of Mom 's stuff, 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 lady friend before ? ``

'' well, yes, but just fooling around. Some snuggling and touch. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

wellspring, I had been about as patient as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging shaft needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the House, 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 quatern way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her legs over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

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

Mom 's cunt was so wet and glossy, My cock just went in like it was cipher. Not that she was informal or anything, but I was so hard and her cunt offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home Henry Sweet dwelling house ... '' I mused as my shaft sank completely into Mom 's puss.

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

'' Dares mo pace ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her rima oris stuffed with puss sass and, if I was n't mistaken, my balls were hitting something back there. Her horn in, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my balls were dragging on something ! The cerebration of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock push ground her puss more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breathing spell. `` This is now ... my pet fucking position ... of all time ... fucking holy darn ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't decoct and just rested her head on the commandant 's wife 's cunt.

I had a custody on Mom 's hips, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

'' Ow ! What was that ... oof ... for ? ``

'' Retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' retribution 's a cunt ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass impudence was turning decent and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' Pause

SPANK !

'' wellspring you probably should have ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah momma ... yeah ... ooh yeah Mommy ... ``

'' Travis baby ... fuck me ... so good ... fuck me ... fuck your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slut ... Fuck your nasty slut .... '' She seemed to care saying that. I liked it too.

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

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

'' Do it baby ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty cunt ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The explosion ripped through me as I drove my cock as laborious and deeply as I could into Mom 's cunt. My throbbing cock loosed squirt after wonderful squirt deep inside her. It was like shooting gas into the lava, though. So be intimate hot ... Mom 's pussy suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and the Nazarene and the sanctum fucks as she came.

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

The moment my pecker 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 balance 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 several minutes of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

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

We were disappointed, but at the same time it was sort of decent just to be alone with each former. Jeanine let herself out.

I rolled on top of Mom and we kissed. And we french kissed. And we soul-kissed. And we kissed for many long minutes, not just a few moments.

I only broke the 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 expectant !

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

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

'' The tracks are clear ! '' Mom said, and she spread her legs wide for me.

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

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

My cock hit a rampart. No time lag. There 's a petty indentation in this paries. I pressed a little ... the pitting let me move forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to spread her legs wider.

With a sudden dismission of latent hostility, my cock head poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

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

eighter from Decatur and a half inch of dick, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been year ... before I married your beginner ... 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 dainty to let my freak out ! Thank you, Travis. I love you, honey. ``

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

'' Happy mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )