Fbailey story issue 732


Mom Sent Me nude painting motion-picture show


My mother was what you call technologically challenged.

She had worry using cell earphone, answering auto and even our microwave oven. As far as the digital camera and electronic computer were concerned she was completely ignorant.

I had tried to teach her how to move pictures into her computer and how to institutionalize emails. The camera was pretty slowly with the docking place. All she had to do was sit it in spot and let the figurer take over. Now the email was a lot harder for her to do.

She had asked me to aid her send emails almost every day for a week until she thought that she had it down.

That was when she asked me to put another address in her address script. I simply took it off the email that she had pointed out. I couldn't help be read some of it. The guy had asked Mom for film of herself. She had no theme that I added my secret email name and address to his but under screen copy so that he wouldn't know either. That way I would get everything that she sent to him. With any luck she wouldn't realize it.

After that was set up I said,"It looks like he wants movie of you. Would you wish me to take some ? I'll let you put on some composition and something pretty to wear."

Mom thanked me and did as I had asked. Then she posed sitting on her bed, standing in the living room, and smiling on our back porch.

Later that night just before I went to bed I checked my electronic mail and found one from Mom. I opened it up and found the three pictorial matter that I had taken. I was pleased that she had finally figured it all out.

The next day Mom asked me to deal some Sir Thomas More pictures of her. Of track I would, she was very pretty, and made a wild model.

When Mom called me into her bedroom to drive a photograph she was wearing a very short skirt and a white blouse with a red bra on underneath. various buttons were undone and pile of red lace and segmentation were showing. I praised her sexiness and took the impression. I took an superfluous one just in compositor's case she had her eyes closed.

When she asked me to sit on the floor and take another one I became queer. She was sitting on the bed and I was counting down from three as I had been doing. At the last moment Mom spread her legs and then closed them up again. I suggest taking another picture but she said that it would be okay.

Lastly she had me go out and stand in the hall while she changed. Upon hearing her margin call my name I walked back in. Mom was very unquiet. She held a gown up in strawman of her. As I counted down she dropped the robe. Mom had on a very aphrodisiac pinko nightie that was so thin that I could see through it. She immediately turned around and bent grass over to nibble the gown up. I was so shocked that I snapped off another picture. Mom was not wearing any scanty and I could see her dark pinkish asshole and her fury puss from behind. Her snatch was glistening. She stood up covered and took the photographic camera from me.

I was in my elbow room jerking off when I heard my information processing system make the noise telling me that I had mail.

I opened it to incur all five motion picture there with a notation saying,"My thirteen-year-old son took these just an hr ago. I forgot and bent-grass over in front man of him. It made my pussy tingle."

The next day I asked Mom if she needed me to take on any Thomas More pictures. She just asked me to show her how to use the self-timer. Well that took a duet of hours but finally she got it.

That night when I checked my mail there were four pictorial matter from Mom. I could separate that she had placed the camera on her actor's assistant and that it was as far away from her bed as it could be. She had changed the background and it no longer used the level best pel useable. I could tell that she was in her bed with the sheet pulled up, then with the sail just covering her tit, then just under her chest, and finally just covering her hairy pussycat. They were blurry too. If I hadn't known that they were pictures of my mother I might not throw guessed it.

The tone said,"Sorry, but I took these myself. I'm not very good at it. I'm afraid to let my son take any more than ! I might let him fuck me. He makes me so turned on that I Jill-off every night to opinion of him."

The next day when I got home from school Mom said,"I experimented with the camera last night but I must feature screwed something up. Could you look at it and see if you can fix it ?"

Well I looked at it and then I explained to her that she had changed the pixel setting. I fixed it. Then I asked her what she had tried to do.

Blushing Mom said,"I met a man in a schmooze room and he has been asking for ikon of me. When I sent him some he wanted more. But he wanted them to be sexier too. Last night I tried to send him some au naturel word-painting but they were awful. He said that he couldn't see…any of my good parts. Is there any way that you can take away picture show of me without looking at me or the ikon ?"

I laughed and said,"No."

Mom looked dispirited. Then after dinner she asked,"Would you mind if I asked you to take some nude pictures of me ?"

I immediately replied,"Mom, I would love to take on nude pictorial matter of you. Would it be alright if I kept a copy for myself ?"

Mom blushed long before she answered me."Yes, you may keep a copy…but…you can't show them to anybody."

I replied,"But you are going to establish them to somebody."

Mom snapped,"That's different."

That dark Mom wanted to hold a bubble bath. That was perfect because she would front great covered in bubbles. She liked the idea.

I waited until she had filled the tub and was in the water before going in. She was not ready for me to see her completely bare yet.

I reminded her that the pictures were free…unless you printed them out. I was going to ask her if she really wanted au naturel pictures of her out on the Internet for everyone to see with her side exhibit, however, I decided to ask her that after I had taken the pictures.

I snapped off several to get her used to the flash. When I suggested that she take out some of the bubbles from her breasts, she hesitated. So I filled a trash with strong water supply from the sink and poured some of it on her boob washing the house of cards off just a little. Her ring of color were still covered but I could see a lot of tittie flesh. She smiled up at me, which made the pictures even nicer. Soon the bubble were disappearing on their own. Eventually her nipples became exposed and I took dozens of picture of my beautiful mother. I took rule image, close-up flick, and then I stood up on the edges of the tub and shot straight down on her.

She became a little braver and I got her to exit her knee joint up and fan out them. With the help of another meth of fond urine I managed to open up a cakehole in the bubble over her puss. It was enough to see her colored pubic hair under a yoke of inches of water.

Mom said,"That's enough for tonight. Put the camera away."

I said,"No ! I'm going to stay right here and get it all. I want to see you stand up, shave your pegleg, dry off, and pee if that is what you are going to do. I'm here now and I'm not going until I get it all."

Mom said,"You're embarrassing me, young man."

I said,"I don't fear. You want to transmit nude person pictures of yourself to a complete alien and you told me that I could hold open a copy. So lets do this."

Mom asked for her razor then she shaved her legs from her articulatio talocruralis to her crotch. I stopped her there and told her not to shave her pussy, that I liked the hair on it.

She told me that her electronic mail friend had requested that she shave it. That he wanted to see right up inside her pussy.

I told Mom that I could need pictures just like that with hair on her slit. Besides why did she want to please a complete stranger and dismiss her own son's request ?

She conceded then she said,"You will give birth to hold off on those pictures of my piece of ass hole until I get used to being naked around you."

Fuck maw ! Where did that come from ?

She must bear realized what she had said because she said,"Oh, I'm so no-account. I don't normally use language like that. You see he likes it when I'm vulgar. When I told him that I had let you look at the first two sets of pictures, he wanted me to let you take more like you just did and like you are about to do. He even wants me to let you bonk me and send him pictures."

I just smiled and watched my mother stand up and rinse off herself off. I took characterization of her drying off, of her sitting on the toilet piss, and of her brushing her dentition and pilus. Mom let me take pictures of her getting into bed too.

Then it was time to transfer the pictures into her computer. Finally, I told her what I had been thinking, about him wanting incriminating pictures of her getting fucked by her kid son, and what he might be doing with them. After all that we knew, he could be running a web site and charging mass to see our photo. I suggested that I block out her fount and put a watermark across her breadbasket. She said that it wasn't necessary, that she trusted him, but then she told me to do it anyway.

She watched as I took the camera back to my bedroom and to my computer where I had broadcast that I knew how to use. I picked out four pictures as in the past, I blackened her eyes, and I wrote ‘ Do not put up'across her tummy.

backrest in her room she sent them. Almost immediately he replied. He bitched her out for destroying her video, that he wanted eminent quality motion-picture show of her nude painting, and of her son's cock in her incestuous cunt.

That was the net shuck. Mom had me get rid of his email address and put him on her cocksucker list. I just smiled, then I went to my computer, and brought back a virus that I had found. My final substance to him was,"roll in the hay you !"

It was more than a week later on a Saturday evening when Mom said ;"I'm going to take another bubble tub if you want to bring the camera."

Boy did I, and how !

This sentence Mom undressed slowly in her bedroom and remained naked as she filled the bathtub, poured in the house of cards poppycock, and got in. Her breasts were above the water the unanimous clip. She shaved her legs, sat on the pot with her knees spread, brushed her dentition, and blow-dried her hair.

Then Mom lay back on her bed, lifted her legs up and pulled her pussy lips apart. That was my invitation get in closer and did I ever get in closer. Her make love hole was full of white cream from her climax, the little man in boat was majestic, and the fur surrounded everything nicely.

I remembered what she had said in one of her emails."I'm afraid to let my son take any Thomas More ! I might let him fuck me. He makes me so horny that I Jill-off every dark to sentiment of him."

I also remembered his email that he wanted high timber pictures of her nude, and of her son's peter in her incestuous cunt.

I removed my clothes and Mom just watched. Then I stepped in closer and slipped my cock into her fuck hole. We were having incestuous sex and I was taking pictures of it all. That night I sat the camera on a chair and took some great pictures on self-timer. I came in her sitting on the edge of the bed, I came in her with me on top of her, and I came in her with her on top facing away from me. I really liked the turnabout cowgirl. Some word picture were taken from the chair but most of them were from me holding the camera over my mind. I loved seeing her arsehole just above my cock as her pussycat slipped over it time and clip again. I held the photographic camera off to one English and got her hanging knocker as they brushed my legs near my knees. Mom was great.

After that night I started sleeping with my mother. I took nude motion-picture show of her almost every single day.

Then about a yr later we heard about a local man that was arrested. He had a web site with incestuous twosome on it. Most were of fathers fucking their girl but there were quite a little of Word fucking their mothers.

He may not sustain been the same mortal but Mom was pleased that I had protected her from being exposed like that.

Too bad I hadn't protected her from getting pregnant. Our daughter will be born in about seven month. We considered calling her Philotes or Phil for short.

Philotes was the Greek Goddess of sexual intercourse.


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