I sat my naked ass on the stool beside the fertilization table and picked up Mom's lighter. My cock was wilting as I touched the flame to my cigarette.
To me, the quite a little of my cum leaking from my mother's bush covered slit, was one of the most please affair of my full life.
The alone thing that would take made it better is if she'd been as excited about it as I was.
Her date had gotten her rummy, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all night. That little White current was the third encumbrance I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get number four before she would start coming out of it.
This was the one-ninth or tenth time I was able-bodied to pull off the same feat, blaming her engagement for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each time, she had refused to day of the month the ‘ wrongdoer'again.
Now, we'd have to find out her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to knock off number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last stream, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, legs spread, and in a pool of cum.

fucking was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one char I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still at peace when she tapped on my door and told me the coffee was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the real reason she was needing her shower bath so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me place last night ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the taste of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely think of getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me slicked, stick their dick in me and haul ass."
She put my coffee mug in movement of me and hugged me to her big tits. I wanted to suck them right thru her thin home coat, but I settled for a snuggle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can help you find a really good guy ; one who will treat you with a small respect."
She patted the top of my head and told me she'd be right back. When I heard the bathroom door close, I adjusted my boxers so my rising cock wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my cock while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an thought. Why don't you and I have a day of the month night ? We can eat out, maybe go to a social club ; trip the light fantastic toe a little, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my headspring, again,"At to the lowest degree I know I can count on you to treat me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw away her on the red cent floor and fuck her, right wing then. It's a thoroughly affair the table hid my hard on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the fabric. When she turned her crocked ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our egg and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't find out me groan with pleasure and rest when I pumped my freight into the lavatory. One dig missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my respiration returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to plan drinkable and drugs, so I could make love her all night long, again. But… I had all day to think about it. ************
The steaks were medium rare and tender. The salad was frosty, covered with the scrumptious, hot, house dressing with bacon second and flyspeck spell of radish. The baked potatos had some steak sauce mixed with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one glassful of red vino, but limited herself to that single trash.
It was going intemperate to steal the mantrap birth control pill into her drink unless she got tipsy ; to the point she wouldn't pay much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Allium cepa Club for two hours or more. She had several bozo ask for her company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my preciously son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my attention tonight."
She gave me a wink and a grin each time she sent a suer away. Her oculus rarely left our mesa and she would pat my hand often as we sat between saltation.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcoholic drink before I talk about that turd,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decisiveness to go light on the hard liquor tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go home plate and I'll tell you some things, once we get out of these fancy clothes. You're 22years old, now, and there's plenty of history you need to know about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the couch in my sweats when she came down the stairs in the transparent gown. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you think ? Do you like it ?"
"cocksucker, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"smell, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on cigarette and pinches the last together. I spotted it first about three dates ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each time I woke up in a pool of cum. The arcsecond time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this morning, there it was again. You've been filling my old purulent every fourth dimension I come home drunk. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to bask it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My brain was immobilise as her big titty swayed in presence of me while she stepped out of her scanty. I raised my hips so she could pull my elbow grease pants off. When she saw my unvoiced turncock standing at attention, she gave it a quick kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her John Brown nipples to me.
needle to say, I popped my testis in less than two minutes. She didn't have a chance to bait long enough to have an orgasm, but she assured me the nighttime was young… and there were many, many nighttime to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her snatch, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, earlier ; I hope you don't mind that I pull on your dick while I tell you some matter. In fact, whenever you get fix for More pussy, we'll make a fault from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. Grandpa was a grouchy ol'dickhead and made Mom protrude sucking his dick when she was still very young,"He'd snap hands replete of my haircloth and pressure me to gag as I swallowed his filthy loads. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow jobs were his favourite way to humiliate me. He'd evidence me that cleaning woman were made for sucking, fucking and having infant. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many times I've thanked the mightiness above that he never got me significant. He finally fell absolutely one Nox, while his dick was in my lip. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't commemorate if I had ever kissed my mother's backtalk or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked body to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My hands roamed her firm torso while hers stroked my cock. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into seat. Her pegleg ranch and my hard gibe sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasms ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the business firm,"Blow jobs are not my favorite thing to do, but I didn't mind giving capitulum to your dad once in a while. The first clip he got pugnacious and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at employment. He tore my dress off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his hawkshaw at my mouth several times, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my throat and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his balls as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a beneficial jive and hit him harder.
"I had to make love a cop Quaker of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this planetary house since."
In the stopping point ten month, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her full stop, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each other, and treat each former like man and wife. I hope that never changes .