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




female parent 's Day


(. Y. )

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

'' Hey Sailor ! '' my dad said.

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

'' One in front of the early, for speed ! '' He 's a paladin pilot, that 's the standard answer. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high speed, low-drag sir ! '' We both chuckled. I 'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the patois pretty good.

'' You 're going home for Mother 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going house, uh, Friday afternoon. After class gets out. please tell me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his married woman was n't his female parent, he did n't postulate to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the unseasonable impression, trust me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temp duty ) in Italian Republic. Dad was a Captain, bucking for Admiral, so he was very occupy. The theatre is in El Iskandriyah, VA, 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 Hero of Alexandria. He shot down a MiG-27 in the inaugural disconnection War. He was a blue air Angel for 3 eld, including serving as escape Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool off under fire, heavy under pressure, and a fucking funny guy and a groovy dad.

The only trouble is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than half my life.
My crony and me were pretty goon customers as kids 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 sr. brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the boundaries. He 's now living in New York with his new wife. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my conclusion course of study of the day on Thursday, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my history professor that the Friday category was cancelled.

aplomb. I went to the frat, packed up my diddly-shit and laundry and sped for home. My girlfriend and I broke up last week so I had no reason not to go home early. speech production of fucking half-wit, god she was needy. Texting me all jazz day, getting wild when I did n't refund the `` I love yous '' within endorsement. Hey sister, I was taking a examination, calm down. No ! You do n't love me blah blah blah, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple years, and with Dad being gone so a great deal, Mom really looked forward to my time at home with her. She 'll be well-chosen to see me home betimes, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour drive went by jolly ready, and I pulled into our little mansion. It 's a Navy-owned house that they have for use by certain Pentagon-ers. We pay snag, but not what it 's really Charles Frederick Worth. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the business firm is 5 bedrooms, colonial style, big in-ground kitty in the huge backyard. I stepped out into the heat. It 's weird, being so hot in ahead of time May.

I unlocked the door and stepped into the coolheaded household. I heard some suspicious randomness upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some people up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't call out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The haphazardness was people, cleaning woman '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 jolt of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her mind propped up on some pillows. Her magnanimous white meat cradled between her arms. Her arms were together because she had two hands on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her stripped pussy.

But that was n't all.

Laying following to my mom was another cleaning woman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. pinko, I think it was. They were laying right side by side to each former, their arms and legs touching each former. One of their legs was overlapping the former gal, I 'm not exactly sure whose.

I turned my fountainhead to the flat screen on the bulwark, the rootage of all the dissonance. A smut played, a bunch of young woman doing one of those lesbian spirt debauchery. Actually, I had seen this one. It had Flower Tucci, a Black person bird named Jada something, Britney Wallace Stevens, and a caboodle of others, too. The porno is where one girl gets `` girl cum '' sprayed all over her grimace by all the former dame. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not yellow, it 's all clear like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the point of the story.

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

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

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both char jerked their top dog towards me, screamed, and tried to come up the cover charge. However, that took a few more seconds as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was sort of funny, or even damn comical. But at the mo, I was pissed.

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

I turned and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my gens the whole way.

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

I begin to head to the thruway to join the traffic jam out of DC to go back to schooltime. I did n't know 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 ... cypher 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a major fucking pothole recession in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets Weird, and the front wheels go all wobbly and shit. I managed to deplume over to the side of the road. Looking under the figurehead 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 bit and towed me to the near machine stamping ground dude. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a spry look.

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

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

'' I 'm so disconsolate Travis I can explicate -- ''

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

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

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

'' ... What ! ``

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

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

'' brand sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to establish her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some time to think about this. And I came to the conclusion that I did n't know what to consider. Was she cheating on Dad ? Kind of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the truth in this firm ! '' That lineage was drilled into me, by her, for age. Oh gawd ...

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

I went up to my room and shut the doorway. I just felt so weird, seeing Mom naked was so confusing. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my phratry had squadron company, all the junior officers would just form of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pick up the dishes, no let me get the rubbish, I 'll get more than ice ... all that kind of clobber. Dad would get a charge out of it. She was a grave lulu, for sure. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would yell at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoe, getting a'B'in science. Mom, who knew all my release and just how to fiddle me to get what needed to be done.

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

'' Do you know how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some spread or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air Force base in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion shit with the boys in blue. We met in the'O'night club, and I know it sounds dumb, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 minutes. And for sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a sober way. He was one-time than me, 8 years, and kind of saw me as a plaything.

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

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

'' You probably do n't require to get a line this, but I need to explain some matter to you. Things that parents do n't normally share with their nipper but, in Light of sealed ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to cognize. ``

She started dishing out Aunt Betty 's famous chicken formula. My deary. What a coincidence.

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

'' Now, in the United States Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, political science play a big part of your progression. And let me tell you. I was a < /i > big plus < i > to your father 's career ! '' 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 game. Yes, your dad is very sharp and all that, but I played a big percentage. It never helps to shmooze your commanding officer, or have your wife do it. ``

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

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

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically straight to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The same, however, can not be said for him. ``

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

'' The Blue Angels, that was the first I heard of it. Just little whispering at maiden, perhaps some kindly looks from former married woman. They knew. Finally, someone told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me more than anything, but his urges outweighed his vows. It was n't his fault, he said.

'' So I had a choice. Continue to be the 'good Navy wife'and raise you two boys and make a life for us, or bail out and battle 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 easy, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big I. '' I remember some of those. Not skillful times. `` But in the end, I wanted the sprightliness. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a stable home for my kids.
'' He toned down his natural action, and it was just something that happened 'on the route'and he never brought it home. I turned the former cheek, looked the other way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty beneficial life for all of us.

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

'' I ... I did n't know, Mom. ``

'' Of line 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 father very much. Always have. And I love our liveliness together. I would n't trade it for the macrocosm. '' She was serious, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some answers on her bodily process of today.

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

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

'' I kept intellection, he would just belong to to me at some point. 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 most part ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The Navy hero. dead reckoning down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his dick hard. Jesus Christ, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner. She even pulled out some of her letters from him from way back. He was apologizing for some woman 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 rip 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 sauceboat. We got fuddle once and spilled our bowel, our cryptic, bass gumption ! And after various months of talking, we decided to throw a niggling marijuana cigarette academic session today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the foremost time ? ``

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

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

'' Ok Mom. Well here 's a verity from me. I ... do n't know what to say at this point. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to endure. But I 'm gloomy I judged you so harshly at first. Obviously, that was n't fairly, or very nice. ``

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

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to confront me and gave a quick kiss on the lips.

'' I love you too, Mom. '' And I kissed her back for half a second.

We had a niggling sweet, then I excused myself for the evening as I was very fatigue. 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 tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG TITs and found some old front-runner. It occurred to me then that that was form of a weird topic, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some truth to all that Oedipus Rex shit they talked about in my psychology course of instruction ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN pip-squeak PARTY that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so much that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's variety of weird. It 's Thomas More that, this is just variety of ... wrongly ... on so many stage, and yet these chicks are having such a bang blast ! They are either some expectant actresses ( doubtful ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just bed this bastard. I prefer that account, that they are just fucking sex fiends and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 meter in a 45 instant flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't help but picture Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a protagonist, too. Maybe Mom would like to eat that wench 's pussy and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my tool at close to Ernst Mach 1 ! I had to hold on it 's head down or that Irish bull would hit me in the eye or even go on the wall. It 's happened before, trust me.

I slept pretty good that night. I 'd like to tell you about some crazy sex dreams, but I did n't actually possess any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's place. But, obviously, when the Captain 's away, the sailors will work ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of eggs and Viscount St. Albans and hashish browns. She asked for my assistance in the garden ; it was clip to plant some flowers. In the old blossom bed off to the side of the big swim pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my cargo shorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rake and gloves and former implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few minutes later, wearing some red unforesightful shorts. And I mean dead. As in 'not long'. short circuit. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeter passed where her legs classify from her middle. At least two millimeters past her ... common soldier sphere. She also had on one of dads old navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the yearn shirt stern and tied them into a international nautical mile in front. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a second, I could glance at her bare midriff for quite a while.

postponement ! What the fuck 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 specify her a phone number ? This is n't right !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a tinker's dam fury. I need to think properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

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

Now, you may say that 's a damn mellow number for a mid-forties cleaning woman. Well, fuck you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had bender, and they were tight. And her skeletal system, while not tiny like a starving modeling, was very pleasing. Her titty were ... big. I do n't fucking experience how big. Is the cup size that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a hemp top. But the near part was her case. upright chin with no hang-downs or double going on. nice skin as she kept out of the sun for the nearly component. She kept her teeth white, which makes one younger looking. But the best 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 keen smile, too.

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

We got the flats 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 flowers to make it wait prissy. As an old man of 21, I find it very alterative to industrial plant and make things grow. We chatted about all form of stuff and nonsense, until she brought up a funny story subject out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` public speaking of masturbation ... '' she let that knack there.

I raised my header up from the excavator and looked over at her. She was sitting on her knees with her legs tucked under her. Her white meat jiggled as she tried to break down open a flora flat.

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

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

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

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

I laughed out loud at that one.

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

'' A mother knows. Crusty socks, crustlike old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom garbage can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that grin again, with the twinkly eyes.

'' fountainhead, Sam always was a bit of a twat ! '' Not really true. Sam was a hood guy and played college football. But still, he was n't much with the ladies.

'' It just made me a bit nervous, I thought maybe you were going to work into a sex freak or something. ``

'' Well, how do you think I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex drive. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, dawn, twelve noon, afternoon, night meter ... hold ... 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 look at my gene kitty ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have lots choice of not being a sex monster. I mean, print got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' fountainhead, Trav. Let 's not make each other uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

wellspring she was right about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can use up it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the truth in this business firm'! So no fibbing. ``

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

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

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to birth the other mortal watch them 'lose'again ? ``

sanctum fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some kind of disturbed shtup pup and I do n't know if there 's a Shangri-la but I 'm pretty sure there 's a Scheol and I 'll be in it with all the other derelict and degenerate and killers and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the scandal for a while in silence.

'' Who said it could get this fucking hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my top dog to try and catch some breeze. I got back to work, I was trying to chop the base away from some former fucking tree diagram that was invading the flower bed.

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

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no formula ! It 's jut win or miss, mama ! '' I had bulked up over the years, though. Nice to be noticed. I made sure to deform my branch more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should turn a little more away from her so I can bow 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 ! okeh ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me come out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her intimation just barely gaudy enough for me to discover her. She was teasing some more. `` God damn kids ... show no respect ... put em through college ... they cheat at the biz ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up heterosexual person and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her coat of arms way up in the air. Her chest swelled to enormous symmetry as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

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

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

cleavage. Lovely, iniquity, and thick. But I have promise to keep. And many Clarence Day before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my work, trying to hide my rising boner. I sneaked peaks back over my shoulder. Mom was on all fours, moving about, lifting a paw to grab a genus 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 add up titmouse. Not the nipples, of course, they were straining her shirt.

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

'' There should be. Illegal move in the ... presence ... ''

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

'' Yeah, that. Stop it or I 'll go on work stoppage and form a union and picket your house. 'Unfair to doer'. ``

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

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

I put away a few affair in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hose going, washing down the bricks of all the filth. 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 horseshoe on, but they were filthy and dirt had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to wash my metrical foot off.

'' okey, stand back. The water shoots out pretty hard. '' Always intellection of how to be honorable to her kids, Mom was.

She pointed the nozzle and sprayed my groundwork and got the dirt off. Got the dirt off my shins and calves, too. Good not to shlep all that malicious gossip onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the crotch ! And the chest and typeface ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking water felt frigidness !

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

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

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one Sir Thomas More time. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... hold ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my implements of war. She 's not get off as a feather, but it was n't a problem for an adrenaline and hormonally charged young man.

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

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

As she came up for air, I did a cannonball right following to her.

Savior ! I thought the hose water supply was cold ! We do n't turn on the pool hummer until Memorial Day ! Fuck ! We both started to float to the shallow end, but I was wearing shipment shorts. The kind with alike 17 scoop and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely move, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked concentrated and caught Mom, gave her a Yank on the leg, and passed her.

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

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating petty prick ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an maddening piece of diddlyshit ! ``

I turned to assist her out so she would n't slip. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my turncock. 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 water, the insensate water, I could n't take myself. Her nipples had hardened to near diamond strong suit, and they made sure everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at to the lowest degree an inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her eubstance, leaving naught to the imagination. Oh look, there 's even a little mole on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her head back to gather up her fuzz and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous bosom even more. I was now at entire attention and did n't make love what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't sober, right ? Is it ? Fuck !

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

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

Mom suddenly realized her wet nipples were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her blazon, trying to report them up. That was funny, 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.

well, I thought. That was sort of a fun afternoon.

(. Y. )

I got out of the shower. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to miss ! Ok, truth be told, I 'm indisputable that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my life history. But ... diddly ... 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 right-hand now. I got ta fucking clear my head.

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

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

In my elbow room, I heard the shower go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the moment of the true. Are we kidding around or are we playing with firing ? This will order. If I go in there, we 'll find oneself out.

I walked down the mansion to her bedroom.

Put my hired man on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a fucking pussy.

Then I began to wrick the knob.

Locked.

shag kick ! 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 sneak one.

wellspring, I certainly never got a hard on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of course. You ca n't play Xbox and not eat.

(. Y. )

Got a text from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be quick to go away around 6:30. Dinner booking are at 7. Dress kind of nice. Love, Mom.

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

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

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

At 6:15, I put on my nice Black person knickers and a inglorious silk shirt, it 's got some white slight paisley natural process going on over one berm. Mom bought it for me at Christmas Day and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my teeth, shaved, spiked my hair up ... manna from heaven. Looking pretty piercing ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

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

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

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

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a blackamoor dress and high heels. But that 's like saying the Eiffel Tower is a alloy structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny textile, rich and dismal smutty. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a small baseball glove around her voluptuous physical structure. You could see some gesture in the dress. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the dress was cinched a bit and seemed to provide some support for her beautiful babies.

As she walked by, I got another surprise. The dress had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a minuscule drawstring of faux diamonds going across the backbone, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's back. The very humble of it. the minuscule part. What I would shout out, 'Below the belt'even.

She did a piffling turn for me in the hall. Her wearing apparel flew out a flee inches as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her dark hair's-breadth done differently, some big curls and waving and somersaulting instead of her usual flat tire. dark red lipstick and gorgeous eye makeup completed her aspect. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... fabulous ... holy shit ... you do n't look 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 ? ``
Negro patent leather, stiletto hound, and extra strap that went up her ankle far Sir Thomas More than is legal in some southern states. The heel were thoroughgoing ; high, but not so high as to produce one look stupid when they walk.

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

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm serious ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the Explorer. I 'm getting the Jag cay ! ``

Dad 's panther, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to repulse it. He inherited it from a copious uncle some years back and he probably put 200 miles a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollar a year on it just trying to hold back it running, too. Brits, undecomposed people but do n't understand a good deal about electrical systems.

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

Revving the locomotive, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with hope of a fast and life-threatening ride !

I popped the clasp and pluck down the street. 13 minutes to go ! We screeched and careened and did a couple mightiness sloping trough but still made it to the eating place about ten minute of arc late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right by the face threshold. That 's respect !

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

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very busy tonight and we ca n't adjudge mesa all night ... ''

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

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

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

The waiter came up right away.

'' well evening common people ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all delight with himself.

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

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, insult patsy ! ``

Mom did a face palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruckus ensued. Could I describe the ruction ? Not really. Just a bunch of stave rushing around, apologizing, bringing a champagne bucket with Fritz'compliments, a pate'that was obviously on it 's way to another mesa, and several boodle and coil, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much secure and kept her damn back talk shut. The other guy was moved across the room so we did n't let to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our Order 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 proficient. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your mother, then maybe we should sit a footling bit closer, do n't you guess ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped champagne. upright man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's ameliorate. Now we look like a pair. '' And she patted my knee under the table. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the mesa but I was able to shut my stupid rima oris up just in time.

The dinner was tremendous. The filets were attendant and succulent, the potatoes fabulous, and the company was ... Maker. Mom and I were touching practically through the totally dinner. berm, or feet, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt leisurely, almost cancel. I regaled her with narration of bad girl friend and bad sex times ; now that we were on a dissimilar level, we could utter about a lot more than stuff.

Sadly, the dinner came to an end. The check arrived, in the sum of forty seven dollar. 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 course ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo Lounge ! You can provide your car here and ring us to come get you ! I will send for my friend at the doorway, you wo n't wait in line. ``

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

Fritz went into wide flabbergast mode. He stumbled away, red-faced but smiling.

The Voodoo lounge ... now here was a place. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 drinkable. But Fritz got us set up with a nice little booth far enough away from the band so we could talk, but not out in the boonies, either.

The tune-up striation played 80 's pop music, Mom 's favorite. Having grown up in her house, I
knew most of the birdsong too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in old age ! please ? ? ? ``

Who could resist ? Not me. The floor was pretty crowded, which was skillful. 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 great deal FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. O.K. it was pretty forte. She moved in closer to me to utter into my ear. `` Thank you so much steady, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

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

'' Dixie ? ``

'' 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 capable to not beset yourself this afternoon ? ``

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

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

sanctum shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would have to jerk off while she watched. Um ... too much intellection ...

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

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly funny. But then. One of her favorite birdsong came on. 'Lady in Red', a slow song 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 hold me. ``

'' Yes, Confederacy. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right paw on the small of her cover. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right hand, and we swayed to the music.

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

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

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

Her chest bumped into mine. I pulled her closer still. Her chest pressed into me. Closer ... her head lay on my articulatio humeri. With her heels, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to steady her of course. Her second joint pressed against me. I caressed her lower back, slipping my slight finger down, under her frock. I felt no panty where there should be some, only a little diminutive string.

I was trying to keep 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 warmly ass buttock. My Mom 's lovesome ass impertinence. This was it. It 's functionary. I 'm copping a spirit off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and ground her pelvis against against my cock.

I pulled my head 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 small kiss in the cosmopolitan area. Dixie breathed in sound, crushing her boob into me. I turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being thrifty of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a lilliputian more.
I was n't certainly 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 front, then a slight, almost detectable nod of her chief. 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 arms around my neck.

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

'' Yes, Confederate States ? ``

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

'' I do be intimate you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my command with a hard pelvic jabbing. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fuck ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

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

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

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

The waitress took our drunkenness order of magnitude, 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 reception to her touch. She kept her helping hand there. I tried not to intend about it, but ... I caved in.

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

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her bosom into my shoulder and arm. I swung my free hand over and under the table. I reached up and cupped her other knocker, still inside her dress. I hefted it, checking it 's burthen and sizing. Mmmmmm, very spongy, yet firm, fucking wondrous. Her pap rose to greet my palm. I tweaked it, rolling it between my fingers. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you family ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red face, and my hand rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

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

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

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and see presentable. It was n't well-heeled. several minutes went by, I began to get touch. Ten minute of arc. wellspring, sometimes there is a line, maybe ?

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

She walked back to our tabular array and plopped down hard succeeding 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 crapulence to ... well ... I have to allow in something to you and it is n't easy. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of blackness material.

'' These are my pantie ! Or ... well not scanty ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to tire anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the strong womanly odors coming off them was unmistakable.

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

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

Mom smiled a foul smile and nodded her head.

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

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

She was in a hurry to find a waste basket, or a works, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

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

I carried her upstairs to her elbow room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her skid, gently, caressing her metrical unit a little. I eased her out of her clothes, which is n't nookie easy at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water supply closet and woke her up, eventually, so she could fuddle some piss and go pee. After several minutes, she got down about 12 ounces of water. The unharmed time she was spouting off `` I 'm sorry I 'm sorry ''. Yep. I know. I 'm disconsolate too.

She form of helped me get her into some silk pj's, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her position in what 's called 'the convalescence stead', so if she gets sickish again she 'll be alright.

Okay, yes it did occur to me to sense 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 binding next to her and went to sleep.

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

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

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

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

'' I 'm ... form of fuzzy on some things ... but I 'm pretty surely I wrecked our night, right ? ``

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

'' So ... I remember Lady 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 sorry Travis, thanks for getting me home. ``

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

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

'' Travis. Again. I 'm no-account. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... Shit. I 'll just say it. I do n't bang what I was thinking final night ... I was ready to, um ... roll in the hay 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 Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' Well, Mom, that 's not the only when probability we 'll ever accept. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the mighty thing to do. The instant was right, the time was proper, but maybe it did n't materialize for a reason. And maybe it 's for the estimable. I 'm sorry if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

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

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

So I played for a duet hour, it really helps me to unwind and not suppose about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all sporting and refreshed. She looked fucking neat, actually.

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

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

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

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

We got home after a couple hours, form of pulsation from running around town.

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

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to conceive. I was ready to blast my mom last night, and today, it 's like nil happened. Back 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 affair ? Random opportunity ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indescribable. We were hot and punishing, seriously hot and heavy. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My external respiration became ragged, it was like my blood was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. nada. Ran downstairs, where the netherworld is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pocket billiards. With a trash 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, sure enough honey have a can -- ''

'' 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 steps 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 enough Mom. Or if you want to be Dixie, that 's okay too. ``

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

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

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my hand on her brass, I leaned in and kissed her with all the placate Passion of Christ I could muster.

Her soft lips yielded to mine. Our lips folded into each former, gently, testing each other. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a piffling tongue inside her mouth, rubbing it along her dentition. It felt like sparks flew when her glossa met mine. So soft, so wet.

She reached up with her costless arm and held me close. Our dead body blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long time. Both of us were breathing faster, our blood racing through our bodies. Our mollify rage turned to angry passion. My arousal was physically apparent to her, and I 'm for sure she was soaking wet, but I did n't want to rush things. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, intelligent woman. You do n't get women like this workaday. I 've had lots of girlfriends, but not like this one.

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

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

I got off her and stood up so I could strip. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could learn. Of row, she arched her back to thrust out her breast. She ran her tongue over her brim slowly.
I bent down to take off my Skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped.

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

'' ogdoad and a one-half, but who 's counting. ``

'' Holy shit ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial strength jobbie, no amount of hands can rip through these things. I pulled her to a sitting lieu and kissed her concentrated as I reached behind her to unhook it. One hook, two, Jesus ! Three fucking hooks ? Finally undid it.

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

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

I undid her capri knickers and pulled them down over her hips, revealing a red G-string. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the sight of my naked mom, save for the slight temporary hookup of reddish held be some petite material.

'' Lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the thong. It 's drawstring broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the sides, her air pussy looked so ask round. I reached over and disperse her legs, her scent immediately appeared from her now undefendable area.

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

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

I climbed between her pegleg, and rested my dead body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her top dog with my pull up stakes script and held her neck, while my right snaked down between our peg and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her branch, making it easier. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet spot. I rubbed my head up and down, slathering her juice all over my mushroom cloud cap.

I pressed in a piddling, my rooster entered her slit and went in about an column inch or so.

I let go with my hired man 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 kitty. I fucked back and forth a short, then just drilled through the last four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch cock lay deep inside Mom 's tight, randy hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her legs naturally wrapped around mine as we began to attain love. Pressing into her, my pelvis mashed into her clitoris. I just pushed for a patch, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my cock down at it 's wax depth.

Mom broke the buss, just to whisper my name.

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

And then I started fucking her.

My preferred trick is to pull my cock out most of the way, and then twit it back household. Ok, that 's not a big surprisal, it 's probably every guy 's favorite trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow withdrawal and quick jab back down brought a flying lilliputian `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to make sure as shooting I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my thrusts and I tried to bore her through the fucking bed. utmost night I gingerly held her breast, this good afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her nipple and pinched her nipple and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for love life as I dropped my left hand down and forced it under her ass boldness. Cupping her butt intemperately, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouthpiece, grunting like beast. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My steel peter continued pistoning inside her for various minute. I buried my face in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could take a good look at her. She cupped her white meat 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 ... fuck me ... fuck your ... mom ''

That familiar flavour was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slue both hands under her ass impertinence. My right hand went further into her slippery fling. I rubbed her slight back door for a few moments, and easily slid my midsection fingerbreadth up inside her ass.

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

heaving, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... shag you ... Mom ... screwing ... love you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the midsection of my for the first time jet Mom 's cunt contracted as she orgasmed, too. squirt after jet, 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, utterly spent. Her puss still contracted in little spasms.

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

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

'' Lay down dear, it 's okay. '' I rolled onto my back, Mom lay along side of meat 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, honey ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm unspoiled. A little tired. Give me a twain bit though, and we 'll set out round Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a troll Two in a farseeing time ! ``

We kissed and snuggled a bit. Then she surprised me.

'' Maybe this will get you going again ? I 've seen it online, maybe you 'll think it 's hot. ``

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

'' Oh my fucking God, Travis ! I have n't eat a man 's cum in ... years ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right hand. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to to the full metier in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the return, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the substructure, extended her tongue, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my slam with her glorious tongue, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some seminal remainder, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

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

And she was trade good at it, too. stiff pressure, in force spit action, no teeth, and she really seemed to love it. The good thing about the 'second'hard-on, is that it takes more stimulation to cum than the first one. I got to savour Mom 's blowjob a good farsighted time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to hump that men are optic, so she made sure that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome titmouse into period of 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 tits. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some clip with them. If you do n't mind. ``

She smiled her award-winning grin again, and crawled up my trunk, dragging her delicious hangers up my chest. She brought one to my human face, swinging it a bare column inch from me. Her dark nipples hung an inch or more than from her enceinte aereolas, she let it pasture my cheek.

Finally, I could n't abide it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my oral cavity as wide as I could, trying to suck all of her tit into my lip. My hands grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the diddly-shit out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to suck in so hard 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 typeface 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. secure, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her back. I could then work on this left tit with a minuscule more than leisure and use. I licked gently, blew air across her wet nipple to make it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit flesh, not just the mammilla. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

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

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

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

I gave her a doubtful look, then I cupped her kitty cumulus and rubbed my palm tree into her clit.

True to her word, she shuddered and came, mighty then. Kind of a small one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her legs and slipped my cock inside Mom, unbacked. I hunched over so I could still turn on her left tit. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

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

I pushed her bosom up so she could reach it with her oral fissure, too. By the way, I continued to have sex her pussy slowly.

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

'Silly'? What the fuck ? Was my dad, the war submarine, a total retard ? He did n't like this ?

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

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

I pulled my cock out of it 's home, but I brought it to a seat just as nice, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my cock as well as her nipple at the like meter. The fact that now her snatch juice was on her tit and my hammer only seemed to excite her more.

I swabbed her pussy with my script, getting more succus, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her stomach as she grabbed her titty 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 tits. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my cock head would touch her clapper on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tits like a madman.

'' Cum in my backtalk, cum in my sassing, or on my face, just cum on me ! Come on, cum for me ! ``

wellspring, with her boost and with that a great deal pressure from her mammilla, I had little choice.

My first cum blast went right into her mouth, followed by the indorsement. The terminal few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her pap. Mom swallowed down her loading, 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 fourth dimension, ok almost all the clock time, when I eat out a cleaning woman, there 's kind of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my typeface all over her cunt. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for 60 minutes. Or maybe 10 minutes. I also did her trick, which was to look up into her middle. But near of the time they were closed or I could n't even see them on report of her titty being in the way. I stuck a fingerbreadth 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 quondam affair. I do n't recognise how this will work on in the hereafter with former the great unwashed in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umpteenth time, she coated my aspect with her female cum.

'' cum here, baby ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my face, she kissed me deeply. her flavors actually dripping from my Kuki. She lapped up my Kuki-Chin with her tongue, like a good mommy.

(. Y. )

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

'' Sure, but not now. ``

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

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

It took me a twain moments.

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

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

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

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

'' So Mom, tell me Thomas More about this woman the other day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

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

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

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

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our sand one nighttime. And we talked about how nice it would be to have an sexual climax without being alone all the time ! We were quite drunk, and we said we should help each other out.

'' Clarence Day went by, neither of us said another word about it. I just put it down as a wacky conversation between drunkard people.

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

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

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

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the next day. We were just going to be in the Lapplander room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbian, just kindred spirits looking for a trivial companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine, okeh, maybe a lot of wine. We were both very skittish. After our second methamphetamine hydrochloride, which polished off the feeding bottle, I took a deep intimation and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my bedroom is connected to the internet, if we wanted to watch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we search for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt party'. And ... holy place fuck. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so brazen and forceful and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just cockeyed. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, nobody can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't know what it is, and it looks stupid person. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the parole, if it is a give-and-take ... Debauched and wrong and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiac to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my dress. Jeanine thought maybe we should strip down, would n't we be more well-situated that way ? So we got raw. And, to tell you the accuracy, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my actual comportment before.

'' I got, very nervous 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 gals on the video screamed and sprayed an enormous small fry 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 Nice. Very nice. To stimulate a warm body side by side to me.

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

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a good countenance, I just kind of go all stupid 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 backtalk. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, kind of expectantly, as I held the early dildo, all covered with her stuff. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my kitty-cat. ``

'' But you wanted to taste it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to taste it, her. But I could n't work myself to pass over that line. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the residual. ``

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

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

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

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

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really take in a plan. Um, what do you want ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a while at least. ``

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

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

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

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

I did n't suffice. I did n't be intimate what to say. This was all so stressful. It was so wonderful 15 arcminute ago, and then the fricking real worldly concern reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't know Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do love it, we should go for a nice brunch tomorrow. It might be too former to fix mental reservation, but I 'll bet old Fritz would find a table for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have Kyd or what ? Maybe she could fall in us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The consternation went off at 8:40, Dominicus break of the day. female parent 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

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

Well, shit, I 'm awake and gear up right now ! Let 's go Mama !

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

I lay back on the bed, my erection just hanging out. We fucked two more times hold out night. Each clock time seems to be as secure or better than before. When Mom seminal fluid, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a little female child at Yule. then she kisses me so often ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my cock like it was a bucking broncho and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her nipple did n't just joggle, they seemed to move of their own conformity and charged around like they owned the place.

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

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` Scoot ! I need to spill the beans 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 diehard moving picture was on. Cool.

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more maintenance on her face. Plucking her supercilium or some such mother fucker, I do n't know.

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

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the net mount and pulled up my favorite porn site, and found the Lesbo squirt Party. In LE than a moment I was at full staff again. Mom was settling into the call in the swivel chair.

'' Yes, he 's here, '' she was saying to Dad. She swirled around, only to find out me stroking my cock and hardcore Lesbos on the concealment. Quickly, she turned back the former way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's fine, he 's been a bit of a tab, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that stupefied daughter he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an half-wit, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was prison term I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the telephone set to her correct ear. It 's a twilled French telephone because Dad did n't like cell phones. So I stood up and stupefy my unvoiced cock into Mom 's left over ear.

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

'' Yes beloved ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the headphone for a second ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral Andrew Johnson 's married woman ? Really ? '' and blah claptrap blah ...

I tried fondling her breasts, but she kept tightening her arms to her sides and fighting me off. I spun the electric chair around so she faced me. I climbed on the death chair with her, and forced my cock to her lips. Dad rambled on about Navy politics in Italy as Mom has about a third of my shaft in her mouth. Suddenly she had to patter it out.

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

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

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

commodity God, I 'm correctly here ! But she had to score it search good. She waited a few minute, then handed me the phone.

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

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

'' So you 're coming plate soon ? ... that 'll be aplomb ... maybe you can learn me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a nut into her mouth. Savior that feels nice.

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

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

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

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 efforts to see to it we were satisfied. The waitress, the same one as the other night, ASKED if there were any female parent nowadays before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first man and wife but her husband 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two tyke were at their mother 's house this break of day. Jeanine was to pluck them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in form of my coevals. lilliputian myopic, short pruner, small-scale breasts but very perky, short blonde hair. Like Mom, however, she was a viewer, no doubt about it.

Both ladies had on very blind drunk doll. Mom had a nice cashmere perspirer which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

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

'' wellspring there 's this support group, a meeting place, for Navy wives. You go online and type stuff and nonsense about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help someone else who needs a bridge player. You know, there 's sections for bases, so the gallon local to a base can avail each other with baby-sitting, doc 's appointments and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many times about hooey, then met in someone to speak about thing we did n't want to mouth about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

Jeanine did this niggling smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a prescript. I do n't like 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 touch you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

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

'' Sure, you can be two inches away, you just ca n't bear upon me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

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

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

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

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

For the ride home, Mom sat in the back hindquarters while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't get it on why for a twosome minute of arc, but then it became apparent ; Mom wanted to rub down Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a picayune `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hands first appeared from behind the stern. I looked over at a red lighter to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's left chest. Jeanine leaned back, her optic closed.
Then they fiddled with the butt and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hands on Jeanine 's titty. first-class honours degree over her shirt. I had to swerve several clock time to bide on the route as Mom 's hands deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

Horns honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her knocker, 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 automobile or truck came alongside, they would have a good vista for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front man. '' I said to cipher. The girls were lost in their piffling dreamworld. I put the garage doorway down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't want to result Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a dainty vodka soda, with not often tonic. I figured I could n't stir, but I could watch out ! I headed upstairs.

The gal were on the bed, but they still had their skirts and shoes on. No tops, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's breast. I know the feeling ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a bridge player motion of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, careful not to touch the precious Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's lips, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her face. `` Oh my god, you bozo were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one thing to hear about incest, quite another to actually see it. She went back to sucking on Mom 's tit, but kept looking up at the blowjob action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my peter totally enjoying the feel and the view of another adult female sucking her tit.

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

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the position zipper, then shimmied out of her doll. Her white garter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed kitty-cat. I guess she forgot to bring panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

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

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

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's pegleg, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her nipple into Mom 's kitty as she went past times. She climbed up past tense Mom 's tits and got to her face where they kissed for several instant ... then she continued up until her pap were in Mom 's aspect. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussy was powerful in nominal head of Mom. Christ Jeanine was horny, I could smell her from here.

She straddled Mom 's case and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting lingua and mouth. I moved around to get a better look. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her first ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a piece, then got bolder with each passing minute until she was eating out Jeanine like there was no tomorrow. Jeanine was loving it, I loved watching it. Although it was hard not to rival Jeanine. Her tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass impertinence and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her thenar as she came violently. Her unharmed body shook and trembled as she screamed `` Fuck '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in girl emollient and this huge grin on her cheek. I went to Mom.

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

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

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

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

'' Can you consider this, Mom ? ``

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

'' She 's licking your cunt, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking wonderful ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you ridicule doing to me ... I 'm such a slut ! ``

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 notes as women seem to eat pussy unlike than men, or at to the lowest degree unlike from me.

Mom 's breathing deepened, then quickened as her orgasm approached. I pinched and pulled her nipples, 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 girls before ? ``

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

Well, I had been about as patient role as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some legal action today, now. I 'm the Man of the sign, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a ilxx position. But not the friendly, on all 4 way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her peg over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

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

Mom 's slit was so wet and slick magazine, My turncock just went in like it was zero. Not that she was loose or anything, but I was so hard and her twat offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sweet nursing home ... '' I mused as my shaft sank completely into Mom 's puss.

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

'' Dares mo tempo ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her oral cavity stuffed with pussy lips and, if I was n't mistaken, my orchis 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 sentiment of touching the inaccessible Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my turncock thrusts ground her cunt more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' okay you guys, '' Mom said between breath. `` This is now ... my favorite have it off position ... of all clip ... fucking holy shite ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't pore and just rested her headland on the Commander 's married woman 's cunt.

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

SPANK !

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

'' requital, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' vengeance 's a bitch ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass brass was turning decent and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' interruption

SPANK !

'' fountainhead you probably should have ! ``

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

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah Mommy ... yeah ... ooh yeah mamma ... ``

'' Travis baby ... fuck me ... so good ... bang me ... make love your slutty mama ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slut ... shag your awful slut .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the point of no return, a few more minute 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 bitch ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The explosion ripped through me as I drove my cock as hard and thick as I could into Mom 's cunt. My throbbing stopcock loosed spurt after wonderful spurt deep inside her. It was like shooting gasoline into the lava, though. So fucking hot ... Mom 's puss suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus and the holy fucks as she came.

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

The present moment my stopcock came out, my sperm followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

'' Mom ! She 's eating it all ! ``

'' Jeanine, make unnecessary me some ! '' begged Mom.

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the rest in her mouth. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and come and get some.

Mom spun around and she and Jeanine kissed a cummy kiss.

I lay back on the bed, and then Mom came and kissed me with a little bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After various min 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 exceptional day, Cheryl. ``

We were disappointed, but at the like time it was variety of nice just to be alone with each other. Jeanine let herself out.

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

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

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

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

'' The cart track are net ! '' Mom said, and she spread her branch all-inclusive for me.

I dribbled some of the lube from the feeding bottle right onto her piffling browned rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lubricate into her left hand. She used that to steer my stopcock in the right direction.

My peter hit a rampart. No hold. There 's a minuscule indent in this wall. I pressed a little ... the indentation let me be active forward ...

I locked eyes with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her hips and tried to disperse her wooden leg wider.

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

With little jabbing, my cock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty body. Mom grimaced a dyad times, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lube overcame the friction and down I came.

Eight and a half column inch of tool, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been days ... before I married your begetter ... 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 trollop ... I 've pushed it

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

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

'' Happy mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )