A short over a year ago, my founding father was in a terrible car chance event. Although he survived, the care he needed was far beyond our ability to deliver. It was a hard decision for my mom to make, but with my urging, she decided to admit dad into a breast feeding facility. As I saw it, this really was the only choice. My dad was so needy and I could not be bothered with this annoying. The high-risk component was that mom spent all her meter on him, I almost never saw her.

I told her that if we do not do something here, I was going to travel out and pull up stakes her all alone. Mom broke down and reluctantly gave in. I knew she would, because mom hated being alone. It was her enceinte concern and I exploited it for everything it was worth.

Mom took the move of Dad very hard and for the adjacent year, she fell into a mysterious sad depression. Weird, although I felt her pain, this cataclysm did not appear to irritate me all that much. Secretly I was excited. I kept thinking, with dad away, mom could now focus all her tending to me. After awhile, I got sick of her Depression and again told her I'm moving out and will leave her all alone if she doesn't at the to the lowest degree, pretend to be cheery when I'm around. I don't think she really snapped out of it, but shortly after we spoke, mom became extremely generous with me. She begged me to abide home and not get my own flat. Money for a new car, Wide HD apartment screen door, whatever I wanted she gave me. I admit it was a bit selfish of me to consume vantage of her like this and take these things ; I mean, I knew why she was doing this but fuck it, I deserve these things. Right ? haha

Reluctantly, I did start to feel some guilt about taking vantage of her desperation. So not being totally selfish, I decided to do something nice in return. On the day of remembrance of the Nox Dad went into the home, I took mom out to a nice, moody Italian restaurant for dinner to thank her for all she has given me as well as a night out away from her sorrowfulness.

Although I wanted to prove her a good time, I also wanted her to be grateful for me staying as well as fearful of me leaving. So, to do so, I purposely stayed away from her for a mates of weeks to make her really miss me. I also Messed with her car making her stranded at dwelling And feeling even more isolated and alone. Yeah I know I 'm a literal D bag but I wanted her to be grateful to receive me around. Smart right ?

Anyway, think what you want because, it really worked. When I picked mom up for dinner party she was all over me with hugs and kisses. Where have you been ? She cried. I clearly saw how lonesome she had been. What a upsurge to own her long for me so much. Unlike the normal skank 's I've dated ; only my mother can make me finger like I'm a G-D.

As a side note, Linda, my mom is in her later 40's and not a bad looking fair sex. Growing up mom was the consummate Suzy Home shaper. She looked like she came right out of a sleazy 50's sitcom, but hotter. I would often entrance my friend eating her adust cookies while starring at her ass and small but very precious mamilla. Linda has these fucking hot pointy ass tit. No subject what the temperature, Mom nips seem to almost cut through her tops. I've never been out with her and not had some goofball stare at them with grave desire. I too often wander what they must savor like.

Sometimes I would fantasize about Mom sexually, but not in a loving way. I really don't know why, but my cerebration were always of me dominating and abusing her. Once I had a dreamed she was in the kitchen baking some shit and I came up to her from behind, lifted her up off her base and tossed her face down on the table in the flour and pelf and force fucked the shit out of her ass as she begged me to stop. Pleading with G-D for help ! !

Now that I think of it, it seems like more and more, the lonesome way I could cum these daytime is when I 'm thinking of dominating and forcing mom for sex. I know ! Sick, right ? She always loved me and hardily ever denied me anything I ever asked for. I guess I'm just a spoiled selfish small fry.

Anyway, back to our dark out. I had selected this one eating house because they had a not bad wine natural selection. Mom loved the red wine and to be truthful, I wanted to get her drunk. We had a gracious dinner and a two bottleful. I was starting to feel salutary and since Mom is a very midget fair sex, I know she was probably feeling happy as well.

After dinner, to cap off the Night, I also took her to a modest pub she and dad would go to for some Nice music and a few Baileys. At the Pub, Mom she saw some old friends and we made a party of it. As long as I was buying, the drinks were flowing. Cheap basteds. On the plus face, her friends were giving her complement about how favourable she was to have me take good guardianship of her. As the night went on, the twosome were starting to go base. Looking at Mom you could tell by her look that she realized even more so that dad was never going to take aim her home again. She drank more then rule, even after her friends left. She was really throwing them back so decided it was metre for us to result and told her so. OK, she sighed I could secern going back home alone terrified her.

After the pub, we went to our apartment. Since she was a bit tiddly, I had to form of grasp her up in the elevator and to our door. I don't know why I did this, but when I had to get my keys from my scoop, I pushed her against the wall and leaned into her roughly to hold back from falling. She made a lowly ouch when she hit the wall and I got excited. Not sure why I pushed her harder then I needed to, but it felt good. Yum ! !

Once inside, I asked her if I could fix her a beverage. Mom said yes and I made one for myself as well. As we sat on the couch sipping our drinking, she said"Epistle of James, this was so afters of you ”. With Dad away, I really omit going out. Her eyes were starting to swell. Mom, I know it's been really hard for you since you put dad in the home plate. I just felt you could use some company and a little fun tonight. I felt sorry for her, yet looking at her sadness was getting me both demoralise and a little hot at the same time.

I was also somewhat annoyed she was not totally focused on me. Doesn't she realize that she needs me Sir Thomas More then I need her ? Don't get me wrong, I do do it her very much, but she needs to interpret, I'm the one she needs to please now. Maybe it was the booze but my foiling with Mom was increasing. Mom was in another Earth and I was not in it. She was going on about Dad. commodity things, bad matter ect. Who fucking caution, ,,

I was drunk and not well-chosen with her. I can be a bit of an ass when I drink and this was becoming too a lot to handle. William James you're really a estimable son. I'm so lucky to have you ; I love you so very much. Thank you for a rattling evening. Then in one draft mom finished her drink and was getting up while saying I 'm tired, I think I going to bed. Then Mom leaned over and gave me a osculation on the forehead like I was 5 yeas old. Like a slap in the face ! I snapped.

What ? This is bullshit ! Now I was really pissed. After disbursement over $ 500 on dinner and her deadbeat friends, I didn't intend to call it a night. I'm not sure what I really wanted, but she owed me. I had to form my move now to get mine. Smiling at her I put my arms on her shoulders to give up her from leaving. Then I leaned in and returned Mom's kiss, but made mine deep on her backtalk. Oooh ! She said, as I covered her back talk with mine. She was startled, but she did respond. I guess she was feeling happy from the booze. I was kissing her and she was kissing me back.

This went on for a minute or two and was very hot, but I wanted more. Getting bolder I moved my kiss down Mom's neck opening. I could tell she was enjoying this ; so I began to unbutton her blouse while kissing her. This is when I started to get some resistance.

"Ah, no time lag ! No, no James stop, please stop., she said. This is demented. I'm sorry she said. I can't believe I did this to you. I could tell she was trying to clear her school principal, but always the mother, even now taking blame for what was happening. I'm so ashamed. Oh, what you must think me to act this way. I was lost for the moment, but we have to stop. You're my son and this is not rightfulness.

Mom tried to commit away from me. No way was I stopping now. I leaned into her and made her mislay her symmetricalness causing her to fell back onto the couch. As she still thinks, she is to blame for this I decided to campaign on for to a greater extent. Oh mom, I said when she fell back down. I was persistent with my kisses and continued to unbuttoned her blouse. Between kisses, I said Mom ; I need this, please, for me. I need you. I could tell she really wanted me to contain, but Mom always had a heavily time saying no to me and let me continue. This is so crazy, delight finish she whispered. We will regret this…

Maybe she will, but I wont. As I was kissing Mom's shoulders, I started to run my fingertips lightly over the cushy silk of her blouse. First along her sides and across her back, then eventually I started to fondle her breasts while pinching her long mammilla the very ace I masturbated about many a nights.

Mom protested when I pinched her point ass flavour. I guess I must have got crossed the business she drew. me being her son was just too very much. James we can't does this ! I know I'm drunk and little lonely, but it's almost as if you're trying to consider advantage of me ! If you only knew, I said to myself with an evilness smirk.

James River, you are starting to scare me. Please, St. James, no to a greater extent ! ! She was shaking with veneration and muddiness. It only made me hotter. I kept going, pretending I did not try her. King James I, I said NO and NO means NO ! Mom yelled. She was trying with all her might now to press me away. Oh well, enough for the consensual sex I was hoping for. I guess it's metre for me to ( wedge the issue. ) I kept on kissing her, answering Mom's outspoken objections with more kisses and touches. She temporarily stopped protesting. I saw this as an opportunity to go further and moved my hands to caress my female parent's knocker rubbing her retentive pap even harder.

Looking into her eye, I saw actual anger, veneration and admittedly sadness. Maybe I am a sick fuck, but I was forcing myself on my own mother and I was enjoying myself way to a good deal. I was also in no hurriedness. I wanted to playact with Mom for a piffling while. I moved my mightily handwriting to rest on her genu. Mom was wearing pantyhose and the feeling of her pegleg was another good turn on for me. Although she was resisting, I kept on kissing Mom and began sliding my hand up her chick touching her pussy tone its heat under her pantie and pantyhose.

Realizing she was about to be date raped by her own son, she tried understanding. James, delight don't do this. I'm your female parent, its wrong, She said in a gentle voice. I used her gens, as I am not her son now Linda, I need to experience your trunk and I need you to feel mine as well. So please give me what I want. Don't you love me ? She started to speak in louder tonus, James please, I BEG YOU ! YOU HAVE TO occlusive ! ! I'm your female parent for goodness interest ! !

Ignoring her pleas, my script worked its way into the waistband of her pantyhose and then under her pantie. When my fingers met mom's flaccid kitty-cat, I could tell she was sexually excited even if she did not want to be.
Henry James yes, I do love you, but not like this, you're my Son this has got to stop, can't you see this is wrong ?

binge were starting to flow and it made me hot ! She cried and really prove hard to slip away. I held her in property and showed some force. I pushed her down on the couch and then slip my finger into her cunt. I didn't answer her and kept right on fingering her pussycat and playing with her clit. My exploring digit were having the coveted effect as Mom's pleading for me to stop now came between short circuit, panting breath. I had my right manus firmly between Mom's stage, playing with her pussy and my left hand sliding down under her bra and pinching, playing with her prospicient nipples.

She made a last effort to try to hold back me and pushed me hard to try to get away. I was getting trite of her fight and wanted her to hold back, so I gave her a look and then whacked her across the boldness. I've seen dad do that to shut her up in the past, so I figured it would work.

hitting her almost made me come. She screamed and called me a fucking bastard ! ! Angered, I hit her two more time then with one mitt ripped her panty hosepipe into shred to get them off her. Mom gave up trying to cease me and all I heard from her now were whine and yell. I think her son ripping her scanty put her into electrical shock or something. Seeing her so get the better of just added to my excitement.

I increased the movement of my fingers in her snatch and started squeezing her breasts harder. I could experience Mom giving in to the sense experience. Against her will, her torso began to escape from and tremble as she reached an climax. I kept it up until I could feel her orgasm peak and felt her eventually begin to relax in the afterglow.

I continued to lightly caress her kitty-cat and bosom to help her get relaxed. Although still crying and in shock, I knew she was totally out of it. She had no fight left so I took the opportunity, stood up and quickly stripped off all of my clothes. I then knelt on the couch with my knees on the interior of her hips. I then took Mom's hands and placed them on my heavily cock. I think she only then started to pull in her Son was naked before her.

As I held her script on my cock I said, Mom, I have something for you. I then began to run her hands up and down on my peter. She came out of her trance, became fully aware of the situation, and started to dissent. Epistle of James, listen to me. We're doing something we shouldn't be doing. She kept saying over and over she was my mother and this is incorrectly. Realizing I wasn't going to turn back she begged me, I LOVE YOU James ; as your Mother, I'm begging you to delight STOP ! All your life history I've given you anything you asked for, but please, not this."

I was not to be denied. I looked Mom in the eyes and gave her an odd kind of smiling. I then picked her up and carried her over my berm to her bedroom. As I sat her down on the bed and with a bit more force pushed Mom's berm back onto the flat solid. Mom ”, I said firmly between excited breaths. I'm not finished with you yet. I am going to HAVE you, FUCK you, this will encounter. I know you won't say or do anything about it. You don't want me to go to jail and be left totally alone. Shamed by everyone as to what we did here."You did this to me. You're a whore that seduced her own son.

She turned away in disgrace because she knew I was rectify. I took this opportunity to quickly unzip her skirt and rive it off of her legs.

Oh G-d no…. She cried lightly.

I hooked my fingers into the waistbands of her scanty and ripped them off her. It was so fucking HOT, a total power upsurge. Mom was now lying on the bed looking much disheveled. Her blouse out-of-doors, her doll and scanty torn and lying on the level. Some of what is left of her pantyhose around one ankle and her lilliputian pussy completely exposed.

Before she could get up, I had my face between her legs and my tongue buried recondite inside her cunt. I was licking mom's pussy and sucking on her clitoris like there was no tomorrow, all the piece listening to Mom crying.

Then, as I felt Mom's trunk begin to feel a instant climax, I brought my face away from her pussy and slew my body up onto hers. Without any bill, I slid my hard cock oceanic abyss into her warm, wet pussycat.

You should own seen how wide her eyes got and how open her sass when the when she felt her son's fat cock penetrate deep inside. I was in a add together euphoric body politic. I was now fucking, no, sodomizing my mother, a delight only few luckily sons get. Doing it by force play only multiplied the excitement. It was such a bang, better then Skydiving or Bungee Jumping. I almost blacked out.

Since mum been without sex for over a year, so her pussy was tight and it felt good. Mom was whimpering again as I slid in and out of her. Her head was turned to the side. The hottest persona was every time I slammed into her, she was making diffused whimpering grunt noises from her rim, as if she was gasping for air.

I decided to see her pert little tits and hot mamilla as I was pumping my tool in and out of her pussy. So I took one hand and worked the shoulder straps of her bra down off each shoulder. I then ripped her bra so hard she raised off the bed. When the material gave way she fell back. I could junket my eyes on her cute bosom. They were great. Small, cute and the tit were standing at tending. I lowered my backtalk to one then the early, licking and sucking Mom's bosom and nipples. Now she was moaning a lot More than she was whimpering and I could tell she was starting to have another climax.

I was more than ready to cum myself, so I increased the tempo of my stopcock in and out of her cunt and really started to aim my cock in knockout. Mom's entire body would shake each meter I thrust into her and she started to make deep groan or gurgling strait in time with my thrusts.

As Mom cumed for the third base meter, I felt my cock begin to throb and was about to replete her sweet pussy with my hot cum.

Mom was out of it at this point and I wanted her to really be alive before I would cum so smacked her hard across the fount. Once again, her center burst opened wide as she felt the pain sensation from my slap and then felt my throbbing shaft coming inscrutable inside her. It felt like a garden hose shooting sperm out of my dick and into her pussycat. I collapsed on top of her, spent, but only for the moment. Weather she knew it or not, we had the entire night ahead of us and I was n't going any wear.

After that night, I took vantage of my mother many times making her a very entertaining sex partner for many years. This continued even after I was married. I even once lived my pipe dream when I sodomized her ass on the kitchen table, while she begged me to stop.

Sometimes I would take her by force and sometimes we made love but the choice was always mine and she never told anyone .