A little over a year ago, my father was in a direful car accident. 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 urgency, she decided to admit dad into a breast feeding facility. As I saw it, this really was the sole choice. My dad was so indigent and I could not be bothered with this infliction. The worst part was that mom spent all her clock time on him, I almost never saw her.

I told her that if we do not do something here, I was going to prompt out and leave her all alone. Mom broke down and reluctantly gave in. I knew she would, because mom hated being alone. It was her biggest fear and I exploited it for everything it was worth.

Mom took the move of Dad very hard and for the next twelvemonth, she fell into a deep sad depression. Weird, although I felt her infliction, this catastrophe did not seem to bother me all that much. Secretly I was excited. I kept thinking, with dad away, mom could now concentrate all her attending to me. After awhile, I got sick of her depression and again told her I'm moving out and will allow for her all alone if she doesn't at the least, 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 stay nursing home and not get my own apartment. Money for a new car, Wide HD apartment filmdom, whatever I wanted she gave me. I admit it was a bit selfish of me to take advantage of her like this and use up these things ; I mean, I knew why she was doing this but fuck it, I deserve these matter. Right ? haha

Reluctantly, I did start to feel some guilty conscience about taking vantage of her desperation. So not being totally selfish, I decided to do something nice in proceeds. On the anniversary of the night Dad went into the home base, I took mom out to a nice, dark Italian restaurant for dinner to thank her for all she has given me as well as a nighttime out away from her sadness.

Although I wanted to demo her a good clip, 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 couple of workweek to draw her really miss me. I also Messed with her car making her stranded at home And feeling even more isolated and alone. Yeah I know I 'm a tangible D bag but I wanted her to be thankful to have me around. hurt 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 lonely she had been. What a rush to let her long for me so much. Unlike the normal skank 's I've dated ; only my mother can take me palpate like I'm a G-D.

As a side note, Linda, my mom is in her former forty's and not a bad looking woman. Growing up mom was the stark Suzy Home Maker. She looked like she came right out of a cheap 50's sitcom, but hotter. I would often get my friends eating her baked cookies while starring at her ass and small but very cute titty. Linda has these fucking hot pointy ass mammilla. No matter what the temperature, Mom nips seem to almost cut through her summit. I've never been out with her and not had some jackass stare at them with serious desire. I too often wander what they must taste like.

Sometimes I would fantasize about Mom sexually, but not in a screw way. I really don't know why, but my thoughts 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 backside, lifted her up off her metrical foot and tossed her face down on the board in the flour and lolly and strength 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 Sir Thomas More and more, the but way I could cum these days 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 tike.

Anyway, back to our night out. I had selected this one eating place because they had a big wine-coloured survival of the fittest. Mom loved the red wine-coloured and to be truthful, I wanted to get her sot. We had a decent dinner and a two bottles. I was starting to find serious and since Mom is a very petite woman, I know she was probably feeling happy as well.

After dinner party, to cap off the Nox, I also took her to a small pub she and dad would go to for some courteous music and a few bailey. At the Pub, Mom she saw some old friends and we made a party of it. As long as I was buying, the crapulence were flowing. Cheap basteds. On the plus side, her friends were giving her accompaniment about how lucky she was to stimulate me take dependable care of her. As the dark went on, the couples were starting to go home. Looking at Mom you could tell by her look that she realized even more so that dad was never going to take her home again. She drank more then rule, even after her champion left. She was really throwing them back so decided it was clock time for us to leave and told her so. OK, she sighed I could severalize going back home alone terrified her.

After the pub, we went to our apartment. Since she was a bit tiddly, I had to kind of handgrip her up in the lift and to our door. I don't know why I did this, but when I had to get my tonality from my scoop, I pushed her against the wall and leaned into her roughly to keep from falling. She made a little ouch when she hit the wall and I got excited. Not sure why I pushed her harder then I needed to, but it felt undecomposed. 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 drinks, she said"King James, this was so dulcet of you ”. With Dad away, I really miss going out. Her heart were starting to swell. Mom, I know it's been really hard for you since you put dad in the home. I just felt you could use some company and a trivial fun tonight. I felt sorry for her, yet looking at her unhappiness was getting me both depressed and a footling hot at the Saami time.

I was also somewhat pestered she was not totally focused on me. Doesn't she realize that she needs me more than then I need her ? Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy her very much, but she needs to infer, I'm the one she needs to please now. Maybe it was the booze but my frustration with Mom was increasing. Mom was in another creation and I was not in it. She was going on about Dad. Good thing, bad things ect. Who fucking guardianship, ,,

I was rummy and not felicitous with her. I can be a bit of an ass when I drink and this was becoming too very much to handle. James you're really a good son. I'm so lucky to stimulate you ; I love you so very much. Thank you for a wonderful evening. Then in one draught mom finished her drinking and was getting up while saying I 'm stock, I think I going to bed. Then Mom leaned over and gave me a candy kiss on the forehead like I was 5 yeas old. Like a smack in the face ! I snapped.

What ? This is shit ! Now I was really pissed. After spending over $ 500 on dinner party and her deadbeat friends, I didn't intend to cry it a night. I'm not sure what I really wanted, but she owed me. I had to attain my movement now to get mine. Smiling at her I put my arms on her articulatio humeri to bar her from leaving. Then I leaned in and returned Mom's kiss, but made mine oceanic abyss on her brim. Oooh ! She said, as I covered her sassing 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 arcminute or two and was very hot, but I wanted more. Getting bolder I moved my kisses down Mom's neck. 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 wait ! No, no James hold on, please stop., she said. This is crazy. I'm sorry she said. I can't believe I did this to you. I could distinguish she was trying to crystalize her mind, but always the female parent, 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 intercept. You're my son and this is not redress.

Mom tried to rip away from me. No way was I stopping now. I leaned into her and made her misplace her counterbalance causing her to fell back onto the couch. As she still thinks, she is to blame for this I decided to press on for More. Oh mom, I said when she fell back down. I was dour with my candy kiss and continued to unbuttoned her blouse. Between kisses, I said Mom ; I need this, please, for me. I need you. I could recount she really wanted me to break, but Mom always had a hard time saying no to me and let me continue. This is so crazy, please stop she whispered. We will regret this…

Maybe she will, but I wont. As I was kissing Mom's shoulder, I started to run my fingertips lightly over the delicate silk of her blouse. First along her sides and across her cover, then eventually I started to caress her breasts while pinching her tenacious mamilla the very ones I masturbated about many a nights.

Mom protested when I pinched her point ass Nip. I guess I must have crossed the line she drew. me being her son was just too much. James we can't does this ! I know I'm wino and footling lonely, but it's almost as if you're trying to direct reward of me ! If you only knew, I said to myself with an evil smirk.

St. James, you are starting to frighten away me. Please, James River, no more ! ! She was shaking with fear and confusion. It only made me hotter. I kept going, pretending I did not hear her. St. James, I said NO and NO means NO ! Mom yelled. She was trying with all her might now to push me away. Oh well, enough for the consensual sex I was hoping for. I guess it's clip for me to ( pressure the event. ) I kept on kissing her, answering Mom's vocal objections with Thomas More buss and trace. She temporarily stopped protesting. I saw this as an chance to go further and moved my hands to caress my mother's breast rubbing her long nipples even harder.

Looking into her eyes, I saw real anger, fear and true sadness. Maybe I am a disturbed fuck, but I was forcing myself on my own mother and I was enjoying myself way to a great deal. I was also in no hurry. I wanted to play with Mom for a niggling while. I moved my right field hand to catch one's breath on her articulatio genus. Mom was wearing pantyhose and the look of her legs was another go on for me. Although she was resisting, I kept on kissing Mom and began sliding my hand up her skirt touching her pussy tactile sensation its warmth under her pantie and pantyhose.

Realizing she was about to be particular date raped by her own son, she tried reasonableness. James IV, please don't do this. I'm your mother, its amiss, She said in a soft articulation. I used her epithet, as I am not her son now Linda, I need to feel your torso and I need you to palpate mine as well. So please cave in me what I want. Don't you love me ? She started to speak in louder tones, James please, I BEG YOU ! YOU HAVE TO STOP ! ! I'm your Mother for goodness saki ! !

Ignoring her supplication, my hand worked its way into the cincture of her pantyhose and then under her panties. When my fingers met mom's soft pussy, I could enjoin she was sexually excited even if she did not want to be.
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 haywire ?

tear were starting to feed and it made me hot ! She cried and really essay arduous to slue away. I held her in place and showed some military group. I pushed her down on the lounge and then slue my finger's breadth into her cunt. I didn't answer her and kept right on fingering her pussy and playing with her clit. My exploring digit were having the desired effect as Mom's pleading for me to stop now came between short, pant breaths. I had my properly deal firmly between Mom's pegleg, playing with her kitty and my left handwriting sliding down under her bra and pinching, playing with her retentive nipples.

She made a last effort to try to stop me and pushed me hard to try to get away. I was getting stock of her fighting and wanted her to stop, so I gave her a face and then whacked her across the face. I've seen dad do that to exclude her up in the past, so I figured it would knead.

hitting her almost made me come. She screamed and called me a fucking SOB ! ! Angered, I hit her two more meter then with one hand ripped her panty hosiery into shreds to get them off her. Mom gave up trying to hold on me and all I heard from her now were whimpers and cries. I think her son ripping her step-in put her into daze or something. Seeing her so defeated just added to my excitement.

I increased the drive of my fingers in her pussy and started squeezing her bosom harder. I could palpate Mom giving in to the star. Against her will, her body began to shake and tremble as she reached an orgasm. I kept it up until I could experience her coming flower and felt her eventually begin to relax in the afterglow.

I continued to lightly caress her pussy and breast to help her get relaxed. Although still crying and in stupor, I knew she was totally out of it. She had no combat left so I took the chance, stood up and quickly stripped off all of my wearing apparel. I then knelt on the couch with my knees on the inside of her pelvic arch. I then took Mom's hands and placed them on my hard cock. I think she only then started to realize her Son was naked before her.

As I held her workforce on my cock I said, Mom, I have something for you. I then began to be active her hands up and down on my tool. She came out of her trance, became fully mindful of the place, and started to protest. James I, listen to me. We're doing something we shouldn't be doing. She kept saying over and over she was my female parent and this is faulty. Realizing I wasn't going to kibosh she begged me, I LOVE YOU James ; as your mother, I'm mendicancy you to please STOP ! All your life 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 smile. I then picked her up and carried her over my shoulder to her bedroom. As I sat her down on the bed and with a bit more force pushed Mom's shoulder back onto the piece of paper. Mom ”, I said firmly between excited breaths. I'm not finished with you yet. I am going to have you, FUCK you, this will go on. 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 pity because she knew I was right. I took this opportunity to quickly unzip her skirt and pull up it off of her legs.

Oh G-d no…. She cried lightly.

I hooked my fingers into the waistbands of her panties and ripped them off her. It was so have it away HOT, a total power rush. Mom was now lying on the bed looking much disheveled. Her blouse open, her skirt and panties torn and lying on the floor. Some of what is left of her pantyhose around one mortise joint and her little pussy completely exposed.

Before she could get up, I had my grimace between her stage and my lingua buried thick inside her slit. I was licking mom's pussy and sucking on her clit like there was no tomorrow, all the piece listening to Mom crying.

Then, as I felt Mom's body begin to experience a second orgasm, I brought my face away from her pussy and slip my body up onto hers. Without any notice, I slid my hard cock deep into her warm, wet pussy.

You should have seen how wide her eyes got and how open her mouth when the when she felt her son's fat cock penetrate deep inside. I was in a add euphoric state. I was now fucking, no, sodomizing my female parent, a pleasance only few luckily sons get. Doing it by force only multiplied the excitement. It was such a haste, better then Skydiving or Bungee jump. I almost blacked out.

Since ma been without sex for over a class, so her pussy was smashed and it felt good. Mom was whimpering again as I slid in and out of her. Her mind was turned to the side. The blistering part was every time I slammed into her, she was making indulgent whimpering grunt interference from her rim, as if she was gasping for air.

I decided to see her pert little bosom and hot teat as I was pumping my cock in and out of her pussycat. So I took one paw and worked the berm shoulder strap 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 feast my eyes on her cute tits. They were great. Small, cute and the tit were standing at attention. I lowered my sassing to one then the early, licking and sucking Mom's tits and mamilla. Now she was moaning a lot more than she was whimpering and I could say she was starting to take in another orgasm.

I was more than ready to cum myself, so I increased the tempo of my rooster in and out of her cunt and really started to drive my cock in heavily. Mom's stallion body would excite each time I thrust into her and she started to make deep moans or gurgling sounds in time with my thrusting.

As Mom cumed for the third time, I felt my cock Begin to throb and was about to fill her sweet pussy with my hot cum.

Mom was out of it at this point and I wanted her to really be animated before I would cum so smell her firmly across the face. Once again, her heart burst opened wide as she felt the pain in the ass from my slap and then felt my throbbing cock coming oceanic abyss inside her. It felt like a garden hosepipe shooting sperm out of my shaft and into her cunt. I collapsed on top of her, spent, but only for the moment. Weather she knew it or not, we had the integral night ahead of us and I was n't going any wear.

After that night, I took advantage of my female parent many times making her a very think of sex partner for many geezerhood. This continued even after I was married. I even once lived my ambition when I sodomized her ass on the kitchen table, while she begged me to stop.

Sometimes I would guide her by power and sometimes we made dear but the choice was always mine and she never told anyone .