My name is Scott, I 'm 23 this year. I 'm pretty rule, 5'10 and 170 pounds. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a model anytime soon. I 'm moderately nerdy I guess but that 's in these days for some odd reason. I work at Telecom company as an engineer. I skipped a gradation in high school and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon commencement.

This workweek is a Three day vacation and so I decided to visit dwelling house ; it 's been almost three month since the last clock time I went rest home. My parents live only an hour or so from the city but with piece of work and animation I guess I have just been lazy. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight month, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the relationship serious enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do good with commitment. I am not a player but I just seem to not 'fall in love'or whatever the great unwashed seem to do these day. I blame the internet and porno obviously for my discontent with romance.

It was a nice sunup when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't deliver a big menage just a three bedchamber, two Bath, and two stories. They moved recently claiming `` with all the kids out of the theater we do n't need all the space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a generation that is vastly different from today.

When I opened the door I could n't help notice my mother bent-grass over in a stretch reaching her toes. She was wearing gray yoga pants and a really wet tank top ; pap testing the fabric threshold. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibleness and the way her trouser were hugging her behind so firmly, the mute stew spots soaking her legs and chest. My mother Giselle is n't a bombshell by any means, she 's a distinctive soccer mom I suppose who happened to age intimately than most women. She never really did drugs or smoke, chasten toper but does n't like beer. I guess she took care of her health and it shows. She is n't very tall coming to just my shoulder, long dark hair currently tied in a arse, overnice panoptic small fry bearing hips and perky pocket-size titty. But that stub, especially in those pants ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't jazz if she was doing yoga or palate or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the invention of yoga pants might be the single keen thing in the last-place century'.

'' No I 'm just doing lightly exercising to hold my old pearl from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guy rope in their 20s tend to swing towards sometime women and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to offspring lady friend, risible that.

'' wellspring I feel old, descend grant me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her in a big hug and I could n't assist but palpate excitation in my inguen. She smelled same flowers, sweat, and for deficiency of a better word 'sex'. She smelled similar sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to continue from having a replete hard on right there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still kip, he got home late last night. My father John is a pilot film so he works at weird hour and is gone most of the time. `` What are your plans with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't know, I do n't really throw anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really give birth any friends here. '' It was straight, being the mavin that I am I breezed through High schoolhouse without ever making any endure admirer and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the stream friends I have now were back in the city.

My mom Chicago and wipe herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a boozing. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vineyards with wine-coloured and music, dad was reckon to acquire me but he got called in this weekend and will have to result again when he wakes up. You probably do n't want to hang out with your old mom though aright ? on your miniskirt vacation ? ``

My plan were going to just do washables, eat some dwelling house cookery and jerk off on the couch all weekend, maybe watch a film. `` sure as shooting mom, it 's a date then '' smiling my most charming son smiling. `` I have n't seen you in a while and have n't been to wine commonwealth in forever it sounds fun. '' I did desire to get out to the wine country but not for the reasons my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favourite things there. Wine and married older women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the trade and stuff ? '' My mom looks really energize, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of course mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' commodity, I thought I was going to suffer go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a tinge of sorrowfulness. `` Well I 'm off to rent a exhibitor now, draw sure you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads on a higher floor and I glanced one Thomas More meter at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in turns. I guess this is n't the first time I have looked at my mom in a sexual way. I 'm pretty much a downright deviant have always been since I discovered porn long ago during puberty. Growing up spending most of my sentence with sis and mom, dad gone all the time will make you understand quickly what equipment the opposite sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another story. I am not a mom 's boy but I am my mom 's favorite we did n't argue the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two days vernal than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in difficulty with dad.

It was late good afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my fuzz as he set his bags down near the door. We had quick words exchanging the prerequisite inquiries into job and lifetime and he was off without even eating lunch. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said `` So when do you require to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the aurora mom, we can do wine tasting and grab lunch someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smiles. She has this glow about her and I wonder why she 's so arouse about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the prime and grape theater ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her face and she seems lost in her excitement.

The eternal sleep of the day went by in a newsflash, my mother left to go shopping for a new outfit. I did some laundry and chores around the house and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new getup. She then put her bags into her room and came down to make dinner. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen humming and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is family with her because she is usually alone and misses being able-bodied to cook for more than herself. It was at this degree that I realized just how much my dad workings and how lonesome my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and kiss on the cheeks which she was all too glad to give. Dinner was good, quetch fair but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's cooking again. I told her she can go get set up for bed while I cleaned the dishes. About an hour later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty snug fitting as I can see all the curve ball and contours of her shapely woman eubstance. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her legs were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my point and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than normal. Must be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming mugs and set them on the coffee mesa. She seemed unmindful to the facts that her gown parted inappropriately gamy up and I can almost see her panties as she folded her wooden leg under her. My denim are uncomfortably tight in the front at this point as I just sat there and stared between her stage. Her legs themselves were shiny and tranquil, I wondered what they felt like. `` George C. Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting cold. '' I snapped out of my illusion and looked into her center wondering how long she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to calculate fooling as I sipped my tea but I can feel her eyes still on me, face expressionless. `` Your legs are really beautiful and unruffled mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't discommode but I bought a really nice dress and wanted to look right tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and blushes. I 'm not certainly what she thought about my nonchalant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and rubs her legs a little with a low moan.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked to bust the silence.

'' Oh aught just a small sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, extend them out over my legs '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her foot. As she stretches out and lays her pes on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her straits on the arm ease. I began to massage her foot and calf.

She lets out a moan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so well ''. I see that she has her eyes closed and a arm resting over her eyes. I snuck a vertex up her legs into her private parts and see that she 's wearing red panty. As I work into her metrical unit and lower legs her thighs rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her correctly foot and carefully began to slightly rub my wide hard on gently. I do n't recollect she notices, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her invertebrate foot across my lap and scooted into her more and slowly start to rub her thighs. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my finger into her legs all the while sliding up. I ran my hand under her legs and credit crunch ever so slightly right hand below her ass. All the while she has her oculus closed and making pleasure interference quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like eternity and at the like time not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a farseeing time. Taking in her back talk and slender neck, down to heaving chest and slightly opened gown revealing her glistening amphetamine tit. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a bunch at her ass and I can see the lacey red pantie and make out her puff up woman. My hand instinctively moves towards her crotch slowly as if I were in a enchantment. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her clothe down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must have fallen asleep, my consistence flavor so relaxed. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her branch over her foreland like a cat and I marveled at her curves. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't continue up too late I want to pull up stakes in the good morning. '' she said and walking towards the stairs, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my slide fastener had come down and a bulge was clearly detectable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her door shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet spot on the cushion. I bent down to calculate skinny and took a snuff, musky ; the scent nearly drove me crazy. I reached down and wipe it with my finger's breadth and tasted it. I closed my eyes and imagined a whole oral cavity total of that confection nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must induce gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing amour as much as I need it. Then I look at my hard cock and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop computer out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a porn about an older woman ( much like my mom ) needing to live up to herself anyway she can. I had my earphones on and stroking myself under the sheet engrossed into my perverse thoughts of my mom needing to meet her pauperization when my mom 's capitulum popped around the door. I did n't see her come in as my headphone were drowning out all sounds. I quickly pulled my hands up and my earpiece off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a little smile on her and a tinge of a blush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had enough mantle. ``

'' I 'm very well mom. '' I said a little flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well serious nighttime ! '' my mom responds a little too debonaire. As she closed the door I decided to just go to slumber. I 'm thinking in my head that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the get-go metre she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage year. At least I handled it a picayune better than those days.

In the forenoon we both got up early and got ready. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my mother was wearing her new outfit ; a white sundress with a floral blueprint of green. It was quite low on her small petite chest and rode up almost to ass at the bottom. She had her hairsbreadth draped over her shoulder and had on twinned heels. Her war paint was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't think I ever seen her vesture something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awful and that she will definitely turn some heads at the fete. She giggled and smiled and said I was being angelic but I could say that she loved the compliment.

The driving force was n't long, about 40 minutes but with all the masses going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about body of work and family and listened to music. But as we were coming to a stop in dealings she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't hold one and that my hold up girl broke up with me and the intellect why.

'' Are you happy with just these flings ? '' my mother ask tilting her header towards me.

'' I 'm felicitous just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't mind just meeting women and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at least one of us is ... .. '' so low-cal I almost did n't pick up it. I turned to face at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own world. Her boldness was one of sadden resolve. I did n't have it off what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to answer but she started telling me how very much my dad worked. She said that when he comes home he is too tire out and wo n't devote her the love she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some affair for years. `` I have forgotten what a man 's touch feels like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my heart hearing and seeing her like this. I reached my paw out and grabbed her minor work force. I decided today I was going to urge on her up. I told her that today she should just cerebrate of me as her particular date not her son. She seemed to be amused by that idea and said `` ok dearest, I ca n't remember what to do on a appointment but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the trump date ever. '' It felt unearthly calling my mom by her name but I was going to play this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my hand up to kiss it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm serious mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot woman I somehow found the face to ask on a particular date ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my mephistophelian smile.

'' Oh I do n't know about hot but I do have to say I have such a handsome escort. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As traffic thinned out we eventually reached one of the wineries and as we both started to walk towards the entranced my mom puts her arms around my back. I gave her a smile and put my hands on her shoulder and we went in. That afternoon we spent a great sum of time consuming wine-coloured and small snacks. We had lunch at a small Bistro that my mom said that she loved the bench. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching nothing serious just an arm or a leg, neck and back. I forgot all about the other women there, my mom was amazing when she is in her element and I think the vino helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would blush, smiling, and push her hair out of her centre blinking. I was so bewitch that I almost pace forward to buss her a few times but I caught myself. My mom was intelligent and her wit was just as sharp and sassy as any daughter I flirted with binding in the city.

It was getting late into the eventide when we were walking hand in hand along a grove of olives just out back from a vineyard. By this meter I think we each had almost a bottleful of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really felicitous drunk but still right before I lost perfect control. I think my mom was there as well as she was all smiling and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and whisper in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her earlobe. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the J. J. Hill ladies ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the Alfred Hawthorne ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 year old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 class old I ever bent over and roll in the hay silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 class old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a young lady catching her boyfriend in a inadvertent admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my inwardness and soulfulness. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your tool and egg ! '' and she burst out laughing at the look on my face hearing my mom talk like that. I could n't help laughing with her. The dingy minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all honesty that any guy young or old would be drooling over a prospect to be with you ! ``

'' Well thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those guys ? '' She said one eyebrow going up. I can tell she was feeling the impression of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would roll in the hay her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine too, I was getting too eager. But I see her musing over my access and she seems to have gone into her own world before turning walking towards the construction that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a little before we drove home but I was wrong. Mom wanted to a greater extent vino and I could n't resist sharing a bottle with her as we had a prissy dinner of lamb and combine veggie. We shared ice cream for afters and I could n't keep my mind sporting as I watch her slurp vanilla extract ice cream from a spoonful, natural language flicking away. I could just imagine that spit on my cock and felt a acclivity in my gasp. She seemed to comment me looking and smiled. I wondered what that smile was for ... ..

As we left the restaurant my mom said `` I do n't think we should be driving home in our condition. '' I glanced at my plushy mom and thought that the cab home would cost too much. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right succeeding door we should relax and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a way. As it happens that the festival was in full swing the solitary elbow room they had was a one bed cortege. I got it without further contemplation.

The way was prissy, a minuscule old and old mode but at least it was unobjectionable. My mom was lying on the bed on her back and I can see her wench sit up real number far. I could n't serve but just want to jump on her and enthrall the blaze out of her but that was half-baked thinking. She seemed to still be in a playful humour and coyly said `` Is this part of the day of the month too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college loose woman. '' She rolled the final stage discussion 'slut'in a slutty way which is ironical if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were slow. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my scanty ? '' I 'm not exactly sure how much of her was joking and how practically was the wine-coloured but it got me hot. But we both can feel the tension in the air.

'' You 'll find out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have cipher to lose. Except my saneness, maybe my human relationship with my female parent, a fortune on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My cock was in the driver seat now. I walked over to her and straddled her knees to both side of her hips. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my eyes and I could n't quite say what I saw ; lust, trepidation, amusement, and maybe a little bit of fright. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't want to play attain believe sport date anymore so I leaned close to ear and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so astound yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to make you block about all your hurts just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her epithet snapped her out of her character play but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not sure what you mean sweetie. '' She said a little afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to trust me, that I never want to hurt you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and trust me ? '' I was close to losing my resoluteness as I saw her stare right into my eyes and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with center closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her feet like the Nox before, rubbing them but this clock time I brought them to my oral fissure and started kissing her toes. She gave a fast jerk when I put them in my oral fissure but settled into a low grumble. I kissed my way up her wooden leg and I can see her manus were poised to crowd me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to take hold of my face away when got to her inner thighs but she slightly opened her legs instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner thigh right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her spinal column and moaning quietly.

I could smell her getting wet, it was heaven, like an addiction It drove me to kiss and lick her legs harder. With my hired hand I pushed her skirt up around her waistline exposing her lacey blacken G-string, I was expecting something more buttoned-down but was n't disappointed in the sight. I just looked for a while before putting my rima oris directly over her kitty-cat, it was n't slow or romantic but urgent and primal. I had a missionary work and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my tongue into the cloth hugging her mouth and pushed my tongue into her along with pantie. They were soaked before joining with spit but now they were thoroughly wet. I can find her tense up and she brought her hands to her mouth to stifle a cry of pleasure. In one swift crusade I brought both my hands to her panty waist and pulled them down and around her ankle joint. Well I thought there 's one mystery solved, she definitely shaved hold out night. She kicked them off with ease and I went back between her pegleg. As my tongue parted her lips and lapped up her clit she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her paw were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` trust me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her hands on the spine of my head instead. I was in full-of-the-moon sex style now and was going at it surd with my tongue as I brought my hand and slid two finger's breadth in facing up into her really wet pussy. I began rubbing them face to side slowly at first but began gaining in speed as I sucked away on her button. She began writhing and pushing her hips into my face. As I can feel her succus building up and swelling I began to throw my fingers deeper in and out. She fell quiet not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breath and screams `` Oh shit, I 'm cumming ... ..oh dirt. '' Her body starts to thrash and I see that her eyes are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her annulus. I moved up her torso trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic realism she was in at the present moment and started to snuggle her neck softly. She wrapped her arms around me and I slowly started to unzip her dress on the English. Once it was all unzipped I started to rise off of her and pulled down her dress exposing her cute picayune breast. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to drub on her pap and she jerked every time put my mouth around them and sucked. I kissed all over her dead body from neck to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her nerve.

She had such a satisfy expression on without any hint of judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a kiss and she kissed me back. I lour and hovered over her mouth, her pinko lips slightly ajar and I can see her perfect white teeth. As I hovered I licked her lower rim quickly and again. She moved her head up to try to pick up me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my quick tongue darting in and out, sometimes lapping her low lip sometimes upper lip. She seem to mature tired of the game and used her hands to press my face into her in a passionate kiss, both our knife working to surmount the former. I ran my bridge player down her diffuse body and grabbed her ass and pulling her legs up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet lips between her leg and she let out a intimation. She reached to pull my shirt over, only pausing in her kisses to pull my shirt over my head.

Then she reached down and unbutton my knickers and slowly stuck her hand into my boxers. As her finger tips grazed the tip of my putz I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her fingers down my shaft and cupped my nut and plunk for up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her long enough to pull my pant and boxers down my wooden leg and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a kick out watching me fumble and let out a short laugh. All I could do is smile seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to let vanished as we stared at each former and the world seemed to halt. Like the flavor you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer body experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right at her and her leaning on her elbow enjoying the sight of my dead body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to get on her missional and force myself cryptical inside her but as I got between her legs she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my tool in her right paw and brought her sassing on it. The insistent warm suction that I experience was so great that I shot out a cluster of incoherent train of curse I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going deeper and gagging a trivial. I never knew she had the skills but I guess you learn something casual huh.

I wanted nothing more than to cum veracious then into her sass but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and delicious pussy. I pushed her off and had her turning over on all 4. I put a pillow under her belly and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her nice tuck whoreson. I wondered if anyone has ever had the pleasure of that love pickle. I reached down and opened her impertinence wide with both my hands and deposit my tongue in her ass. She cried out but put her drumhead down on the bed and started making pocket-size yipping racket. I pushed my clapper in and finally got the tip into that plastered bench vise of a tintinnabulation. She moaned and I heard her own variation of incoherent sentences.

Not being able to resist anymore I brought my cock and rubbed her slippery cunt getting both our juices assorted and slide in slowly all the way until my Ball hit her clitoris. I began slowly move back and Forth pushing down on her low back and squeezing her ass cheeks. As I got into a more faster rhythm I stuck my finger into her bunghole and she started thrashing around lost in her coming. All I could take heed was grunt and moans muted by the fact that her face was buried into the sheets. Her toes curled and her handwriting were grasping the flat solid for purchase. I took this here and now to really originate pounding her. I grabbed her pelvis and started going for broke trying to break as hard as I can into her ass, our stage were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to go bad my mom 's rosehip I screamed out in sodding bliss as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her uterine cervix. I collapsed on top of her still inside and reached to deplumate the now soaked pillow from under her. As our bodies meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our sweat I reached with both bridge player and took both her hands and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her titty. After a while my diffused prick slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her puss. Not wanting to move but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her optic were closed. I wiped my cock with one towel while I held the former. I moved to her position and began to strip the outside of her pussy, legs, and breadbasket. I pushed the towel under and told her to raise her hips up a little and she did. Using my two fingers I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that much before, I was rather proud. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to pass over my fingers clean she grabbed my hands and brought my fingers to her rima oris and sucked my finger's breadth clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the only matter I heard.

My mind was totally wear out, that was the most erotic affair I have ever seen in my life and I 've watched a lot of dirty shit ; women eating creampies were some of them but to follow my mom do it with my own cum was mind blowing.

I just stood there with my finger's breadth in her mouth and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my paw and reached out and perpetrate me onto the bed. Lying down side by side to her she moved and cuddled up next to me and without saying a single Word of God went to kip. I must have been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her body I fell into a rich slumber.

In the sunup I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked side by side to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out about the conditional relation of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more depressed. I got up took a exhibitor to wash off all the sticky sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to prognosticate her on my phone my mom came in the door.

'' Morning, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning sweetie ... ..I just went for a walk, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any different but she could be just hiding it like a passkey spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you want to just go home plate ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go home, I 'm not that athirst unless you are ? '' Playing it cool, even though I was dying to speak about what we did last night.

'' Ok hun, did you want me to repulse ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a motherly way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my fingers I thought darkly.

'' I can force, make ? '' I replied. could n't serve but peek at the bed one utmost time before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way home there was n't much conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our arduous activity. She slept all the way home and jerked awake when I drove up the private road.

'' Oh I 'm disconsolate sweetheart but I must of been more tired than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a secure son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to subscribe to a shower initiative then I 'll ready lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to pretend like zero befall then I wo n't impart it up. Not yet at least.

That whole day nothing seemed out of the ordinary, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the evening back to the city and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the doorway. `` truelove ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a couple of minutes. She seems to have found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually broach the topic of our incestuous Night. I know I should get just said 'you 're welcome'and move on but I was form of damage. I did thought there was something particular between us beyond a son relieving some sexual frustration from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for last night, it 's been so long since I felt like a desirable adult female, let alone a lover. I hope it was n't Wyrd for you or anything ? If so I have the therapists turn on speed dial for both of us. '' She said with a neural chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an embrace. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulders and pulled her into a buss. She was reluctant at first gear, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her tongue into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll name you again. '' With a malevolent grin I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of sass. All I could do was joke but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a booty call now or something ? '' she said this spell flipping her hair and simulation to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would have laugh but I was too shocked.

'' sweetheart I have cable and plenty of time to watch. Why do you intend you smiled so much close dark. Oh and do try to come habitation more often ok '' She said with a evilness grin of her own as she walked out of the room swaying her pelvic arch leaving me truly befuddled and super horny.

After that weekend I made sure to jaw household more and more .