Do n't get me wrong. I love my Ma, but I 've only lived alone for a short time and like spending my supernumerary time with privacy. I know I only use it to bet at porn and act video secret plan all day, but what can I say, I 'm a horny guy with motivation. What I do n't need is to swash a weekend hanging with my Ma. Especially after just getting my freedom from under her roof. But what can I say ? Sorry Ma, but I have plans to overreach off this weekend. Ha.. Knowing my Ma she 'd probably tell me to just yank it off already and come over. That 's just how she is. She 's not the dissembling case. She puts it to everyone heavy but lawful. People put up with it though, because she 's good at what she does. She sells. How do you make a good saleswoman from a straight-shooter who wo n't deceive you into buying something ? Her tits and wooden leg probably help, but I like to consider it 's because citizenry just know she 's brutally honest. She 'll let you bang when you 're over paying, but then she 'll prompt you that it 'll make the Mrs. back domicile happy so it 's almost better to over pay. hell, she 's selling sparkling glistening rocks for thousands of dollar sign. A stone 's a stone, but that 's just not how woman think.

So anyway, dad takes off after I turn 18 and get my own place for college, and now she 's lonely. So, I lose my weekend. I try the usual exculpation. I 'm so busy. Cars only doing so so. The atmospheric condition 's not speculate to be so well. I hear there 's a lot of snow coming. Well, fuck me, but the last one was n't bull bull, and here we are snowed in on day 3. College canceled and I 'm stuck at my old home with Ma. And you 'd guess after class of having a young grownup manlike life with you, that she 'd have learned to have on some clothing around the house. I know we 've both been living alone, but running from the laundry room to her bathroom topless because she forgot a towel was a bit much. Then walking around in cypher but that towel was n't practically improve. Are n't I considered a client at this point in life ?

`` Nothing you have n't seen before, '' she 'd probably say. Well, it does n't help when I 'm deprived for sexual relief daytime on end. I have a tendency to masturbate at to the lowest degree 4 to 8 clip a day, and 0 in nearly 3 days is getting to me. I may not have an telling manhood, but I have a crazy libido. I can literally go back to back almost all day.. but I 've learned the toilsome way that 12 is too many. Not being able to take over yourself because it hurts to be toilsome is just no fun. And, not relieving myself is just not an choice. I 'm not one of those addict with interminable gallons of cum in his balls or anything like that, but if you 've ever seen 40 twenty-four hour period and 40 Nights, then you 'll sleep together what I mean when I say my gage start freaking out. Unlike the guy from the movie, I ca n't go more than than 2 days before everything I touch just starts to find just. The grain of my denim jean sends quiver through me. The texture of the wall or the rug. Every little thing band me off. Cold shower bath ? I wish. Maybe my ancestors were Eskimos, because my manhood could n't give a shit if it 's in ice water. You 'd think purgative would kick in or something, but somehow that blood keeps flowing.

Sorry, I tend to get slope tracked, and you 've probably heard enough about my dick. So, after two days of shooting the shit, catching up, and watching old flick on netflix, my Ma decides she wants to try something new.

'' I 'm getting bored. Can we act something ? '' she asked.

'' I did n't guess you had any video plot ? ``

'' No no, god, those are n't the only kind of secret plan you know. I do n't want to roleplay something for youngster. I want to play something mature like poker, '' she said as she fiddled with a sofa pillow.

'' Sweet. You do n't brook a probability, but I do love salamander. ''

She had a skillful footling poker set. Some knock off clay chips, and some nice wag with fancy covers. I set us up at the kitchen table, making indisputable we had an array of colored silicon chip worth light to remember values, while she poured us some drinks and grabbed us a bowl of pretzels. I 'm not sure what she was drinking, but it was Dr. Pepper for me. No hard liquor at household for the `` boy '' under 21.

strong drink or not, she did n't stand a opportunity. We played a dyad of games, and I quickly took all her chips again and again. I 'm gladiolus she was willing to keep playing despite losing so badly. I guess I could cause thrown her a bone, but I 'm a competitive display off and what boy does n't want to show off for his Ma ? OK, maybe it should n't be at her disbursement, but this was at to the lowest degree taking my judgement off of sex.

'' Well, I 'm getting bored, '' she said as I was re separating out the chips.

`` wellspring, that did n't bring long, '' I thought. Not that I did n't see it coming.

'' How about, winner gets to ask the loser truth or dare ? ''

'' OoooK. '' I replied as I shuffled the deck. I did n't really give a shit if it meant we could observe playing. Not certainly what I 'd ask, but whatever.

I folded my first manus, not thinking anything of the low blinds at this point, when Ma said, `` OK, truth or daring ? ''

'' Huh ? I thought we were going to do that after losing all the buffalo chip ? ``

She waved her hands and shook her head, `` That would take way too long. Truth or dare. ``

'' Alright. Truth. What would you like to know Ma ? '' I expected something silly, or for her to call me out on something I did in the past and denied. I 'd probably still traverse it. Have to stick by your Trygve Halvden Lie or eventually people will find out your tells.

'' So, I know you jack off a lot. '' She took a drunkenness. While I 'm just left thinking what the fuck ? `` I 'm your mother, and have lived with you your wholly life, I obviously know, but my inquiry is, did I ever come into your thoughts while you played with yourself ? ''

I 'm immediately thinking expiration strategies. Where 's that random doorbell, headphone phone call, tornado, exploding car.. I 'm not particular.

'' well ? Pay up, you lost, '' she said looking all cocky and popping a pretzel in her mouth.

I sighed. `` Gross Ma. I usually do n't mean of people in picky. '' I half lied. `` But, I suppose the random person I 've thought of has looked like you a time or two. '' Half lie plus half a compliment ?

'' skillful to know. At least, you 're dependable. '' She blushed a bit and winked. `` Let 's play some more and be prepared to get embarrassed I plan to take on mean ! ''

I think I was still flustered from the previous hand, because I lost a lot of cow chip to her with the next script. I had three of a kind and lost to her flush. The betting odds of which for a two musician game were absurd. `` Ouch. Alright the true but keep on it above the whang or I 'm going to half to holler for a ref. ``

'' Nuh uh ! '' She argued as she finished a pretzel. `` I won ! I get to ask whatever I want, so NYAH ! '' She stuck her lingua at me and giggled. She then looked me up and down, touching a finger to her chin. `` Hmmm.. speaking of below the belt, how big is it ? ``

'' How big is what ? '' I 'm not playing stupid person. I just do n't think I could honestly believe she 's asking me what I know she 's asking me.

'' How big is your tool, DUH ? ''

Like I said, she 's brute. `` I do n't know.. between 6 and 7 inches. ''

'' You 've never measured your peter ? '' she asked in disbelief.

'' I have, but .. I mean, it grows, and it depends on.. '' I was cut off by her laughing her ass off. `` It 's not that humble. '' More laughter. She 'd probably die from lack of oxygen soon. I was a bit annoyed now.

She caught her hint, `` it 's just so funny hearing you say that hunny, phew. '' She got out a few more chuckles and said bouncing up and down excitedly, `` arrive on ! Next hand ! I 'm having fun now ! ''

I had a well hired hand this meter. full phase of the moon house, so I was going to win, but I wanted to get Sir Thomas More out of it. I went all in.

'' What ? You think I 'm just going to fold, so I ca n't ask you any More questions ? I was n't born yesterday. ''

I smirked, `` Actually, I just wish I could raise Sir Thomas More to put you all in, but not enough chips. ''

'' So bet your dress. '' She said affair of factly without batting an eye.

Boy was she in a weird mood. `` So, what ? My shirt for the rest of your chips ? ''

'' Sure, why not ? '' she said with a Hell, of a poker face all of a sudden.

'' OK, I raise my shirt. ``

'' song ! '' She threw down a wear out straight.

'' Ugh ... you do n't have anything. ''

'' I do too ! I have a stra .... oh ... shit. ''

My turn to laugh. `` I would accept metre you anyway. Nyah ! '' I tossed down the good menage.

'' amercement, trueness. '' She said nonchalantly.

'' Mmmm I dunno, I won all the chips, I should get to make bold you to do something. ''

'' Uh.. '' She did n't look like she was having as much fun anymore. `` OK, but that 's a rule from now on. ''

I immediately thought, `` sugariness, that means more salamander. '' Then I teased, `` Well, now that I own your ass. ''

'' Pfft. Keep talking boy. ''

'' I wan na see it. ''

'' See what ? ''

OK, to be reasonable, I was n't as acquit as she was before. `` I wan na see the ass I own. '' I crossed my weapons system acting all dominant. OK, this WAS fun.

'' Weirdo.. '' she took another drink and stood up, `` mulct. '' She turned around facing away from me, pulled down her pajama pants, showing me her pantie covered ass, and said, `` There you go ! That 's all you get, cause you were n't more specific ! ''

Not like I wanted to see to a greater extent, just enjoying the supremacy. `` Nice ass Ma. ''

'' Whatever '' She said as she pulled her pajamas back up and sat down, and started rushing me to set us up again.

Chips separated and hands dealt again. I raised, she re-raised, I raised again, she re-raised again, `` This is getting silly. Now that so much drive on each hired hand. '' I said as I tossed in another raise.

'' I just wish I could resurrect more than ! '' She said mocking me from in the beginning.

'' Well, you could always bet your clothes. '' I said mocking back.

My shaft throbbed and I felt fucked up as my Ma replied by pulling her pajamas top off, revealing a plain stitch bra, and saying `` OK ! '' All chipper like. I stared at her in disbelief, until she said, `` Concentrate on the plot, or I 'm gunna own your ass next. ``

I only had two span ... pair.. I swear something about the way clay chips feel in your hand is just so sexy.. I was definitely losing it. `` birdsong. ''

'' THREE ACES ! '' She showed her hand, and started boxing the air all excited.

I just mucked my hand. `` Alright.. true statement. ''

'' Nuh uh ! I bet my wearing apparel against the rest of your microprocessor chip, like you did. '' She retorted. I was just confused. We had the Lapplander number of chips. Man it 's hard playing poker game against someone who does n't lie with how to play poker. It should n't be.. `` Soooo since, I lost my top, and now I own your ass ... I want you to lose your bottoms ! And, by the way I said bottoms ! Not just BOT-TOM. Oh, and we can see if you were telling the truth earlier about how big your dick is ! ''

The for the first time thing to drop was my jaw. Unfortunately I knew what was following as she started cheering `` take it off ''. I stood up and undid my belt as she wooed and awed.. then I gave Ma her prize, and pulled down my dungaree and boxers in one fell swoop.. My tool sprung out as I kept my head down and eyes closed in plethora. She surprisingly went silent for a long time before saying, `` well game back on ''.

I sat back down without my bottoms. I was glad my chair was affectionate from my consistency heat, but not so glad that the kitchen tabular array was trash. I was n't really focused on where my Ma 's center were the whole time though. Now I was concentrating on the cards.

The next few bridge player were devoid enough. She actually did ask a few questions about my retiring balefulness, and I lied. Hey, I might be baring my humanity, but I 'm not baring all. Then, as she bled crisp, I asked her ho-hum question about her past. Along the ancestry of when did she mislay her virginity. How ? Who too ? I do n't know why I stuck to a sexual root word, but the answer were actually storm. Losing her virginity to a radical of guy during a dare was not the answer I was expecting. I had to then ask if my dad was really my dad, which had her rolling her eyes before they went back down, focusing on her cards..

She probably was n't having as very much fun now that I was beating her again. I guess having my peter out in the air was clearing my head for some reason. Giving my clod room to breath or something. I took all her potato chip and now it was time for revenge ! `` Alright, my play ! This time I 'll be more particular ! Everything off ! Including your underclothes ! ''

Her turn to give birth her jaw drop ! `` Oh Ho, well, you asked for it now ! I 'm definitely going to have to up the stakes next metre ! '' I think I was partially in shock as I watched my Ma strip in front of me. Her tits sprung free as she lowered her bra, but I 'd seen them just the day before and several times in the past. What really caught me off guard was when she pulled down her tooshie, revealing her shaved bald pussy, clenched tightly between her legs, and clearly wet. She threw her panties at my face, which just dropped, as I was too stunned by what I saw. My rooster clearly rock punishing beneath the unclouded glass table, saluting with approval. `` secret plan on, Mr. degenerate ! '' she said as she said back down.

She won the next hand and I called out the true. `` Actually.. I kinda want my pantie back. ''

I laughed. `` That 's fine. ''

'' But, I want you to put them on. '' She said kinda sheepishly then stood up to await for me. I did n't think much of it, but as I knelt down I realized I was really damn close to her defenseless body now. My fingers barely touched her legs as I pulled her panties up for her, but the feel of her skin was driving me crazy. I could n't serve myself. I know it 's my MA, but for some reason I just wanted to originate eating her pussycat right there. I love eating pussy, and there was a pretty bald one right wing there inches from my face, after nearly 3 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of not touching myself. It was agony. Things were definitely heating up. I finished and tried to restrain a straight fount as we returned to the plot.

I won the adjacent hired hand, and before I could think of a question, she had one of her own. `` How about a dirty lap dance ? '' I was once again thinking, wow what the fuck Ma. She hopped up and put on some euphony with a soft beat in the animation room, then came back with some candles and bug out grinding against them between her legs. I hid my middle trying not to laugh. I did n't require to find out this. Then I had no choice but to acknowledge her as she straddled my lap. My NAKED lap. She start grinding her pantie covered pussy against my severe on and start up swaying her big tits in front of my human face. `` No touching '' she reminded me, as I sat there in shock, trembling from both the sensations her trunk was sending through me and something that felt like fear, but could only be Adrenalin. Pure epinephrin coursing through me as my Ma 's torso was more than seducing me.

She then bent over and started rubbing her butt in my boldness. Both of us laughing now as matter cooled off a bit. She even pulled her panties down a bit to shove her bare butt in my grimace. I stuck my clapper out teasingly, but at just the wrong minute as my tongue made touch with her pussy. She froze, and I froze. I was lost in the taste of her juice. I could n't help myself. I grabbed her hips and started lapping up the succus from her bare bald kitty-cat. She started shouting wildly, but I did n't stop. I smacked her ass and spit fucked her wet little trap. The hole I was born from, but right now I did n't like. It was just one unfermented tasting twat. I tried bending her far but could n't get a good Angle. I stood up behind her, and she took a few stone's throw forward. She looked at me full of what looked like concern. I led her to the living room lounge, laid her down, knelt between her branch and started sucking her button as I probed around her entry with my finger's breadth to tease her.

I think she was as shocked as I was. She was speechless, her body bucking and trembling against my oral flack on her pussy. She then seemed to squall in reverse, taking deep breath as she said `` Dear God '' when I inserted my digit and began finger's breadth fucking her furiously as I kept my clapper flicking at her clit. Soon she was trembling beneath me. Her pussy soaking wet. I lined my putz up to her incoming and she jumped away. `` No no no hunny ... '' She took some deep breaths. `` Thank you for ... that was the most intense.. '' she placed her hand on her forehead, shaking her foreland back and forth.. then placed her hands over her face in shame.. `` too far.. too far.. ''

I was just on my knees on the lounge. Body straight up, peter straight up, and to be honest, in pain. It was corresponding torture. I needed firing so badly, and I think she knew it as she lowered her hired hand slowly from her face and looked at my shaft and at my tense consistence. She pulled her lips back in tranquil reflection, `` I guess we need to take charge of that huh.. '' she said quietly. She then gently wrapped her fingers around my rock unvoiced cock and protrude slowly jerking me back and Forth. It felt amazing. It was like I was having an orgasm that did n't end. I was n't cumming, but it was just so intense. She sat me down, got a unspoilt grip and started picking up the pace as she stroked my cock. `` come on hunny.. cum for mommy. '' My point was on fire. It was too good. `` cum on.. I know you need this.. I know you need your release too. '' She switched custody and continued stroking me furiously. She started tickling my balls as she stroked my cock, focusing on the head, then giving nice long strokes, as she desperately jerked me off to make me cum. `` Does it feel skilful ? ``

'' Yes, Ma '' It 's bewilder.

'' Well, then cum for me. '' She said, then blew a cool current of air over the head of my dick, wet from precum.

'' I want to Ma. I need to. I need to cum so bad. ''

My Ma throw manus again. `` I need you to cum too. I ca n't buck you forever. ``

I looked at her through teary-eyed eyes. I did n't just want to cum, I needed too. She gazed back into my eyes and I think she understood my need. She kept stroking me as she gulped back some air, and then bent down and took my cock down her throat. She roughly bobbed her psyche up and down. It felt incredible. And, I think she must accept been trying to drop off herself in the act as she wildly and sloppily licked my cock and testicle all over, before cryptic throating me again and again. After nearly ten minutes of the most idea blowing blow job I 've ever received, my Ma laid back on the couch breathless. `` I ca .... '' bout were in her center now.. `` I can't.. not without.. oh my god.. '' She covered her aspect back up with her hired hand again and spread her legs.

I sat there guiltily staring at my Ma and her pussy, blossomed heart-to-heart and offered to me. I did n't dare John Donald Budge. I did n't want to outrage my mother.

'' Do it. '' Ma said behind her deal. I barely moved and she squealed, `` Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god ! ''

'' Ma, if you do n't want.. ''

'' No ... Do it hunny. '' She reach out with her arms, her eyes still closed, and I moved toward her. She embraced me in a motherly hug, with the exclusion that my knockout humanness was pressed against her stomach. We stayed like that for sometime before she shifted her weightiness and I felt her mitt grab my hard putz. Her legs then came up around me and I felt myself pulled deep inside my Ma. Her pussy clung tight around the wide length of my cock buried balls cryptical inside her. It was amazing. I did n't want the bit to end. I slowly started to steal from her but wanted so desperately to stay inside her and pushed back deep into the folds of her pussy. She yelped, and it sounded so beautiful that I had to hear it again. I pulled back intentionally this metre and shoved in again. She yelped again, and again.. I could n't help myself now.. I was fucking my Ma for all I was worth. Her yelps turned into howler and I could tell I was riding her through multiple orgasms, but she held on as I drove her ass into the couch with all the military group I could rally. I kissed her deeply, and she returned the kiss like a lover as our coxa gyrated in unison, mashing our privates together in lascivious unconstraint. She then pulled away from my buss and whispered in my ear as I fucked her, `` Cum in mommy baby.. Cum in mommy.. Cum in mommy.. '' She repeated it like a mantra, and I could n't hold back any longer as my balls tensed and I shot load after burden of hot semen deep inside my mother. Her legs wrapped even sloshed around me, pulling my cock oceanic abyss inside her while it throbbed and spilled its seed into her womb. `` Good boy hunny.. filling mommy up.. '' I continued pumping my pent up seed into my Ma before finally collapsing in a hot heap with her. We fell off the couch, and the laughter began again.

'' So, you had enough of your mom yet ? set to go home ? ``

'' In this weather and with my car in such bad bod ? I think I better stop here a while longer. ''

She laughed. `` fountainhead, I promise to keep you meddlesome. '' And, with that my cock swelled again, and my Ma learned just what a horny fiddling bastard I really was. And, I guess I might know who I got it from .