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mother 's Day


(. Y. )

'' Hey Captain ! '' I said into my phone.

'' Hey crewman ! '' my dad said.

'' How are they hanging ? '' I queried.

'' One in front of the other, for speeding ! '' He 's a battler pilot, that 's the criterion response. `` And yourself ? ``

'' I 'm high speed, low-drag sir ! '' We both chuckled. I 'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the lingo pretty good.

'' You 're going dwelling house for female parent 's Day, right ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, dad. I 'm going home plate, uh, Fri afternoon. After class gets out. Please recount me you sent something ? ``

We both laughed again. Dad once had the impression that since his wife was n't his female parent, he did n't need to get her anything for Mother 's day. That is the unseasonable impression, believe me ! He 'd been over-doing it every year since, but I still teased him about it.

He had to send something because he was TDY ( temporary duty ) in Italy. Dad was a Captain, bucking for admiral, so he was very busy. The house is in Alexandria, Old Dominion State, so he can be near his job at the Pentagon. I 'm down the route a bit at the University of Virginia.

I 'm not ashamed to say it ; Dad 's my hero. He shot down a MiG-27 in the number one gulf War. He was a blue air Angel for 3 old age, including serving as trajectory Leader. He was the CAG on the Ronald Reagan, he 's cool under fire, great under pressure, and a fucking funny guy and a smashing dad.

The only problem is that he 's not around much. He 's probably missed more than one-half my life.
My buddy and me were pretty yob customers as kids growing up, but we were no peer for Mom. I 'm not saying she ruled with an iron clenched fist, but you learned early on when 'enough was sufficiency'. Or rather, I learned early on. My older brother never quite picked up on that and always pushed way passed the edge. He 's now living in New House of York with his new wife. She and Mom are cordial but a little strained.

Anyway, I was finishing up my last stratum of the day on Th, Psych, when I got an e-mail blast from my History professor that the Friday socio-economic class was cancelled.

Cool. I went to the fraternity, packed up my shit and laundry and sped for home. My girlfriend and I broke up lastly calendar week so I had no reason not to go home early. speechmaking of fucking moron, god she was needy. Texting me all get laid day, getting angry when I did n't refund the `` I love yous '' within seconds. Hey sister, I was taking a mental test, calm down. No ! You do n't love me claptrap fustian blah, christ what a chore.

We 'd lived in Alexandria only a couple geezerhood, and with Dad being gone so much, Mom really looked forward to my time at menage with her. She 'll be happy to see me home early, I thought. I 'll surprise her.

The two-hour drive went by passably speedy, and I pulled into our footling mansion. It 's a Navy-owned house that they have for use by sealed Pentagon-ers. We pay lease, but not what it 's really deserving. Just a perk that we do n't tell the taxpayers about. Anyway, the theatre is 5 bedrooms, colonial style, big in-ground pocket billiards in the huge backyard. I stepped out into the estrus. It 's Weird, being so hot in early May.

I unlocked the threshold and stepped into the cool off house. I heard some funny noises upstairs ; is that the TV, or does Mom have some people up there ?

I walked up the stairs to investigate. I did n't call in out. Why not ? I wish I would 've. The noise was people, women 's vocalism, sounded like they were having a party or something. Could n't make it out exactly.

I made my way down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, stepped into my parent 's bedroom, and got the impact of my life.
There, on the bed, was my mother.

Naked.

On her back, her pass propped up on some pillows. Her big breasts cradled between her arms. Her arms were together because she had two mitt on a big purple vibrator and she was driving it into her simple pussy.

But that was n't all.

laying adjacent to my mom was another charwoman, also naked, also plowing herself with a big dildo. Pink, I think it was. They were laying right adjacent to each other, their arms and leg touching each other. One of their legs was overlapping the former gal, I 'm not exactly sure whose.

I turned my heading to the flat screenland on the wall, the source of all the noise. A porno played, a bunch of little girl doing one of those Lesbian squirt orgies. Actually, I had seen this one. It had efflorescence Tucci, a black chick named Jada something, Britney Stevens, and a bunch of others, too. The smut is where one girl gets `` girlfriend cum '' sprayed all over her typeface by all the former bird. But, it looks pretty much like pee. But it 's not chicken, it 's all absolved like they 've been drinking beer. Anyway, that 's not the stage of the story.

The point is, my Mom is masturbating while laying down with another naked woman.

All this takes farsighted to key than it actually took place, I think I was only there a twosome seconds when I blurted out :

'' Hi Mom. ``

Both cleaning woman jerked their headland towards me, screamed, and tried to find the blanket. However, that took a few Thomas More irregular as they had been kicked off the bed completely. Looking back, it was kind of funny, or even damn laughable. But at the mo, I was pissed.

What the fuck was Mom doing ? How could she do this to Dad ? He 's out serving our country and she 's ... doing whatever the shag this is ? Goddammit !

I turned and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my name the whole way.

As I drove away, my phone rang. Mom. I 'm not answering that.

I begin to head to the pike to conjoin the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I did n't get laid what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger seat when there was a big

< /i > Whump ! < i >

What the fuck did I hit ? The car is still moving ... nobody 's around me ... I check the rear-view mirror and I notice a major fucking pothole receding in the distance. Just about then, the steering gets eldritch, and the strawman wheels go all wobbly and give away. I managed to get out over to the incline of the road. Looking under the forepart end, I could see a alloy bar hanging down. I do n't consider that 's supposed to do that. Fuck.

Triple-A came in about 30 proceedings and towed me to the nearest auto repair dude. Fortunately, it was one we 've dealt with before and he took a quick look.

'' Tie Rod, '' he said. `` Can probably get one tomorrow, have it done by the end of the day. ``

Great. None of my buddies are home yet. Guess I have to face Mom. I dialed her up.

'' I 'm so sorry Travis I can excuse -- ''

'' Mom ! '' I tried to disrupt, she just talked faster.

'' Itwasn'tanythingreallyitjust happened -- ''

'' MOM ! '' I hollered into the phone.

'' ... What ! ``

'' Can you come get me ? the car broke down. '' I gave her the address.

'' Sure, um, I 'm leaving right now. ``

'' Make sure you 're dressed, ok ? '' I had to leave her a dig.

Click.

So now I had some time to think about this. And I came to the conclusion that I did n't be intimate what to think. Was she cheating on Dad ? Kind of. Maybe. Yes. But not quite. Was she lying to us ? Absolutely. `` And we always tell the verity in this house ! '' That pipeline was drilled into me, by her, for class. Oh gawd ...

Mom picked me up, we had an uncomfortably still ride back home.

I went up to my room and shut the threshold. I just felt so Weird, seeing Mom naked was so confuse. I mean, she 's always been 'the hot mom'. When my tribe had squadron party, all the Junior officer would just sort of hover around her ; let me get that, I 'll pluck up the dishes, no let me get the trash, I 'll get more ice ... all that kind of stuff. Dad would get a rush out of it. She was a unplayful looker, for certain. But she 's also, Mom. Mom, who would shout out at me for not feeding the dog, having dirty shoes, getting a'B'in skill. Mom, who knew all my buttons and just how to trifle me to get what needed to be done.

It was getting on towards 6:30 when she called me down for dinner party. I 'd rather not eat, but I was fucking starving. Oh well, here goes.

'' Do you know how your dad and I met ? '' she asked me as she set the table.

'' Um ... at some banquet or something, I guess. ``

'' It was at an Air military force al-Qaida in Texas, Lackland. Your dad was doing some kind of liasion poop with the boys in down. We met in the'O'club, and I know it sounds slow, but I knew he was the one for me in about 5 arcminute. And sure, he liked me straight away, but not in a dangerous way. He was old than me, 8 years, and form of saw me as a plaything.

'' So, as you Thomas Kyd say, we hooked up. For two calendar week straight. ``

I kind of blushed and turned my head. I do n't want to get a line about this !

'' You probably do n't want to hear this, but I need to explain some matter to you. Things that parents do n't normally parcel with their kids but, in light of sealed ... circumstances ... I think you deserve to get laid. ``

She started dishing out auntie Betty 's illustrious chicken recipe. My favorite. What a coincidence.

'' After the two weeks were up, he had to go back to CA. On a caprice he said I should go with him. So I did. We were married a month later. ``

'' Now, in the US Navy, it is n't just about how well you perform. Like any group, politics play a big component part of your advancement. And let me separate you. I was a < /i > big asset < i > to your sire 's vocation ! '' She posed for a moment, sticking out her bureau and ass before she sat down.

'' He knew it, I knew it, and we played the game. Yes, your dad is very penetrating and all that, but I played a big component. It never helps to schmoose your commanding officer, or have your wife do it. ``

I was incredulous. `` You mean, you slept with his -- ''

'' Oh ! Heavens no ! But a little dalliance goes a retentive way. But it never went beyond that. I was always unfeigned to your dad. ``

'' Except for today. ``

'' Yes, well ... I still am technically straight to him. I 've never fooled around or hooked up completely. The same, however, can not be said for him. ``

I sat very still. No. Say it ai n't so. My dad would never do that.

'' The Blue Angels, that was the foremost I heard of it. Just little whispering at first, perhaps some charitable tone from other wives. They knew. Finally, mortal told me. I confronted him, and he admitted it. He said he loved me Sir Thomas More than anything, but his urges outweighed his vows. It was n't his faulting, he said.

'' So I had a selection. Continue to be the 'good US Navy wife'and kick upstairs you two boy and ready a lifetime for us, or bail out and conflict on my own. ``

She paused for a while so she could eat, I was trying to process all this. Mostly I was wishing she was n't telling me all this.

'' It was n't easy, and we had a lot of fights. Some very big ones. '' I remember some of those. Not good times. `` But in the end, I wanted the life. I wanted a husband who loved me to death and would do anything for me, while he was around, and I wanted a static base for my kids.
'' He toned down his action, and it was just something that happened 'on the road'and he never brought it nursing home. I turned the other cheek, looked the early way, what ever you want to call it, and we have a pretty good life for all of us.

'' Now, he 's what, 52 ? No, 53. And he has n't done anything for long time. I know, he wants his admiralship too much so he wo n't even strike his ass in public, let alone fool around. ``

'' I ... I did n't know, Mom. ``

'' Of course you did n't ! It 's not something that needed to be discussed with you guys. Like I said, he was discreet, and then it tailed off and it 's all gone now.

'' I love your Padre very much. Always have. And I love our life together. I would n't trade it for the globe. '' She was serious, not just bull-shitting me.

'' However ... '' I said. Trying to get some reply on her bodily function of today.

'' Yes. However. Well it ai n't always a bed of blush wine, kid. I shit you not. You know this, Dad could be gone on deployments 6 month, 8 months, one time he was gone 11 month. 11 ! And ... '' she dropped her ramification on her plate.

'' Well ... shit ... I have needs, too. Just like him. Maybe even more so. but I never acted upon them. I stayed true. All this meter ... '' I did n't say anything snarky, I just waited her out.

'' I kept thinking, he would just belong to me at some degree. But, he 's up for admiral, and the stress of that and his age have ganged up on him. He ca n't ... for the most theatrical role ... um ... he 's not quite the man he used to be. ``

I was crestfallen. My dad. The dark blue submarine sandwich. stab down bad guys, highly decorated, almost an admiral, and he 's cheated on my mom and ca n't get his tool hard. Jesus Christ, what a day.
We talked some more about it as we finished dinner party. She even pulled out some of her letters from him from way back. He was apologizing for some woman named `` Bambi '' that he had apparently fucked. This was back in the day of hand-written letters. You could see the ink smears where Mom 's rip had dropped on the pages.

'' And so ... I get lonely sometimes. Jeanine, my admirer you saw today, is another Navy wife. She 's younger than me by a few year, but in the same gravy holder. We got drunk once and spilled our intestine, our deep, deep backbone ! And after several months of talking, we decided to give a little joint sitting today. You were coming home tomorrow, so ... ''

'' Really ? That was the starting time time ? ``

'' We always tell the Sojourner Truth in this house ! '' she said.

We looked at each other for a moment, then we both busted out laughing. That was kind of our motto, but turns out it was a bit empty.

'' Ok Mom. wellspring here 's a truth from me. I ... do n't recognise what to say at this distributor point. I understand where you 're coming from, but it 's still a lot to digest. But I 'm sorry I judged you so harshly at first. Obviously, that was n't honest, or very nice. ``

We both stood up and went to each other, we had a very nice hug. She cried a little bit on my articulatio humeri, I reassured her that it was okay.

'' I love you son, '' she said, and turned to face up me and gave a quick kiss on the lips.

'' I love you too, Mom. '' And I kissed her back for half a second.

We had a little dessert, then I excused myself for the evening as I was very tired. Mom understood.

I went upstairs and played some X-box for awhile. I had to let my mind unwind from all of this. As I got tired, I pulled out my laptop and did some searches for MILF BIG breast and found some old favorites. It occurred to me then that that was kind of a Wyrd issue, for me. Hot Milfs. Why was that interesting to me ? Was there really some truth to all that Oedipus shit they talked about in my Psychology classes ? I searched instead for that LESBIAN small fry PARTY that Mom had on earlier.

Found it. This was one raunchy vid. It 's not so much that I 'm into watersports, because, it 's kind of weird. It 's to a greater extent that, this is just kind of ... untimely ... on so many levels, and yet these biddy are having such a fucking eruption ! They are either some peachy actresses ( doubtful ) or they are so tuned into sex that they just hump this dirt. I prefer that account, that they are just fucking sex fiend and will do whatever it takes to cum 9 fourth dimension in a 45 minute flick.

I whacked off, and I could n't avail but project Mom on her bed now and then. And she had a friend, too. Maybe Mom would wish to eat that bird 's snatch and whoa ... fuck ... cum flew out of my turncock at close to Ernst Mach 1 ! I had to keep it 's head down or that shit would hit me in the eye or even go on the bulwark. It 's happened before, cartel me.

I slept pretty dear that nighttime. I 'd like to tell you about some crazy sex ambition, but I did n't actually accept any.

(. Y. )

I slept in till about 10 on Friday. That 's NOT something we do when dad 's rest home. But, obviously, when the senior pilot 's away, the leghorn will play ! I whacked off again and then went downstairs where Mom made me a nice breakfast of orchis and 1st Baron Verulam and hash browns. She asked for my help in the garden ; it was time to plant some efflorescence. In the old flower bed off to the side of the big swimming pool.

So after we cleaned up the kitchen, I went and got on my lading shorts and a T-shirt. Went out back and started gathering the shovel and rakehell and baseball mitt and other implements of destruction.
Mom came out a few instant later, wearing some red short shortstop. And I mean unawares. As in 'not long'. short. They went at least two or maybe even three millimeters passed where her ramification offprint from her midsection. At least two mm past her ... private area. She also had on one of dads old Navy khaki shirts, long sleeve. But she had it where she 'd taken the yearn shirt tails and tied them into a knot in battlefront. This exposed some of her belly to me. And, unlike yesterday where I only saw her for a secondment, I could glance at her bare midriff for quite a while.

Wait ! What the piece of tail was going on ? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college dame ? I was mentally tabulating her asset and was ready to specify her a phone number ? This is n't right !

I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my woof and also with a damn fury. I need to call back properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.

Although, since I had already calculated a number, I might as well share it : 9.5.

Now, you may say that 's a tinker's dam highschool number for a mid-forties woman. Well, shag you. And the horse you rode in on. Mom was rather statuesque at five foot nine. And she had curve, and they were tight. And her skeletal frame, while not tiny like a starving fashion model, was very pleasing. Her boobs were ... big. I do n't fucking know how big. Is the cup size of it that important ? I guess a 'D'. Probably more. Double that. Or more. They seemed to be freestyle inside her shirt which now looked like a hemp top. But the better part was her face. respectable chin with no hang-downs or image going on. Nice skin as she kept out of the sun for the most part. She kept her teeth white, which makes one untested looking. But the better parts were her heart and her grinning. When she smiled at you, it was n't all fakey diddly-squat, her eyes lit up and you knew she was smiling at you and that meant something.

Mom called to me, and smiled at me as I turned around. It was that expectant smile, too.

'' Easy tiger, you do n't have to do it all in one second, you know ! ``

We got the flatbed out and the topsoil and worked the reason together. We used to do this a lot, especially moving around like we did. We usually got some half-crappy theater so Mom always wanted to plant flowers to produce it look nice. As an old man of 21, I find it very therapeutic to plant and pee things grow. We chatted about all kind of stuff, until she brought up a funny case out of the blue.

'' So Travis, '' she began. `` Speaking of masturbation ... '' she let that hang there.

I raised my point up from the shovel and looked over at her. She was sitting on her articulatio genus with her legs tucked under her. Her chest jiggled as she tried to break dance give a works flat.

'' I did n't eff we were speaking of onanism ? '' I said. Or asked. kind of both.

'' I just wanted to let you know that you were the winner. '' She said.

'' I 'm the winner ? Of onanism ? ``

'' Oh yeah, you beat your blood brother by a mile. ``

I laughed out loud at that one.

'' Are you sure ? How do you know ? ``

'' A mother knows. Crusty sock, crusty old T-shirts, kleenex in the bedroom food waste can ... a mother knows ! '' There was that smile again, with the beamish eyes.

'' Well, Sam always was a bit of a slit ! '' Not really true. Sam was a strong-armer guy and played college football. But still, he was n't a good deal with the ladies.

'' It just made me a bit anxious, I thought maybe you were going to reverse into a sex freak or something. ``

'' Well, how do you think I felt, mom ! '' We laughed again. `` Like you said, Sam was pretty, uh, well not much of a sex drive. I felt like a maniac compared to him. I mean, morning time, noon, good afternoon, nighttime time ... wait ... why am I telling you all this ? Goddammit ! '' somehow she tricked me into talking about my whack off activities.

Mom laughed at my discomfort.

'' Well smell at my factor pool ! '' I argued. `` I did n't have lots choice of not being a sex demon. I mean, Mark got none of it, I must of got all of it from both you and Dad ! ``

'' Well, Trav. Let 's not make each early uncomfortable then. I propose that there be no masturbating this weekend. It 's too messy. ``

Well she was the right way about that, my shit gets everywhere.

'' Ok then, '' I responded. `` I can learn it if you can. But remember, 'We always tell the accuracy in this theater'! So no paltering. ``

'' Me ? '' Mom responded, as if she was aghast at the hypnotism. `` Fib ? Never ? It 's on. But there must be a penalty, in guinea pig someone loses mastery ... ''

'' Hmmm. penalty. '' I thought for a few import. Then I came up with a bully and fearsome idea.

'' How about, '' I began. `` Whoever 'loses', has to have the other person watch them 'lose'again ? ``

Holy fuck what did I just suggest ? One of us watch the other masturbate ? I 'm some kind of sick fuck puppy and I do n't screw if there 's a heaven but I 'm pretty sure there 's a snake pit and I 'll be in it with all the other abandoned ship and deviants and Orcinus orca and --

'' Deal ! '' Mom said.

We worked the dirt for a patch in silence.

'' Who said it could get this piece of tail hot in May ? '' I wondered aloud. I pulled my T-shirt over my head to try and catch some snap. I got back to workplace, I was trying to chop the beginning away from some other hump tree that was invading the flower bed.

'' Foul ! '' Mom called. `` Um ... Un-necessary Buffness ! ``

'' What ? '' I teased back. `` There 's no fouls ! There 's no principle ! It 's jut win or lose, mom ! '' I had bulked up over the old age, though. Nice to be noticed. I made for certain to flex my limb more, now that I knew she was watching. 'Foul', my ass ! Ooh, yeah, my ass. I should turn a little to a greater extent away from her so I can bend over for her and take hold of some nooky roots.

'' Foul ! '' Mom said again. `` You ca n't point your noisome ass at me ! ``

'' It does NOT smell ! O.K. ... it probably does ... but that 's not a foul because you made me come out here ! ``

Mom was muttering under her breathing time just barely tawdry enough for me to listen her. She was teasing some more. `` God shit fry ... show no esteem ... put em through college ... they cheat at the game ... ''

I just chuckled until Mom sat up straightforward and stretched. She arched her back and stuck her arms way up in the air. Her breast swelled to enormous proportionality as she breathed in a cleansing breath.

'' You were right, '' she said. `` It 's damn hot out here. ``

I kept sneaking looks as she went about her business like I was n't there. She undid the top button on her old ratty shirt. Then the next. And another one. Good Shepherd ! How many buttons are on this fucking shirt ? She undid all of them, just leaving the shirt posterior tied veracious at her belly button.
I could now see discover boob flesh.

Cleavage. Lovely, iniquity, and deep. But I have promise to keep. And many daytime before I ... masturbate.

I returned to my piece of work, trying to hide my rising blunder. I sneaked blossom back over my shoulder. Mom was on all four, moving about, lifting a paw to grab a genus Petunia and place it in the ground. Her titty swayed back and forth, and they shook and trembled as she moved about the garden.

'' Alright ! '' I yelled. `` Foul ! ``

Mom smiled at me sweetly, her breasts hanging down such that I could see about 47 % of her entire titty. Not the nipples, of path, they were straining her shirt.

'' There 's no fouls, remember ? ``

'' There should be. Illegal Motion in the ... nominal head ... ''

'' You mean this ? '' Mom shook her breasts.

'' Yeah, that. Stop it or I 'll go on smasher and form a union and picket your business firm. 'Unfair to workers'. ``

We finished about an minute later. The garden looked very overnice. We did n't, though. Dirty, sweaty, smelly, and there was potting soil all over the walkway.

'' You put away the tools ? '' Mom suggested. `` And I 'll get the hose. ``

I put away a few things in the shed. When I came back Mom had the hose going, washing down the bricks of all the soil. I took in the rest of the tools.

'' Hey, '' I said when I came back. `` I 'm going in for a shower. ``

'' Not like that ! '' Mom snapped. She pointed down at my feet. I had brake shoe on, but they were smutty and dirt had gotten inside. I kicked off them off and told her to rinse my feet off.

'' OK, stand back. The piss shoots out pretty difficult. '' Always mentation of how to be good to her nipper, Mom was.

She pointed the honker and sprayed my substructure and got the shite off. Got the stain off my shins and calfskin, too. Good not to shlep all that turd onto the rug.

Then, Mom raised the hose and shot me in the crotch ! And the chest and nerve ! She was hosing me down ! And that fucking piddle felt COLD !

'' No ! '' I cried. `` You did not just do that ! '' I stood there and took it. I even turned around so she could wash my back.

'' Are you done ? '' I asked when she stopped.

'' Almost ! '' and she sprayed me one More metre. `` Ok, done ... Travis ... hold ... do n't ... TRAVIS ! ``

I charged Mom and scooped her up in my arms. She 's not light as a feathering, but it was n't a problem for an adrenaline and hormonally charged young man.

'' Stop it ! '' she begged. `` Put me down ! What are you ... no ! Not the pool ! ``

I unceremoniously threw Mom into the mystifying end of the pool.

As she came up for air, I did a round shot right next to her.

Saviour ! I thought the hose water was cold ! We do n't ferment on the syndicate hummer until Memorial Day ! piece of ass ! We both started to swim to the shallow end, but I was wearing cargo shorts. The kind with like 17 pouch and shit. These were not High-Speed Low-Drag swimming trunks ! I could barely strike, and I used to be on the swimming team ! I unsnapped and unzipped and kicked them off underwater. I kicked hard and caught Mom, gave her a yank on the leg, and passed her.

I quickly got to the steps and started getting out. I could here Mom sputtering behind me.

'' You dirty, rotten, cheating petty bastard ! I was winning ! Oh you 're an infuriating piece of shit ! ``

I turned to help her out so she would n't sneak. As Mom rose out of the water, so did my putz. Rise, that is. Which was n't that big of a problem, except I was standing there in my wet skivvies.

But, you see, when Mom came out of the water, the frigidness water, I could n't incorporate myself. Her nipples had hardened to near diamond speciality, and they made surely everyone knew it. Those fuckers stood out at to the lowest degree an inch through her shirt. The wet material clung to her body, leaving naught to the imagination. Oh smell, there 's even a fiddling mole on the one side.

Mom was still fussing at me as she tilted her head back to tuck up her hair and wring it dry. That only thrust out her enormous mamilla even more. I was now at wax aid and did n't know what to fucking do. We were just playing around, right ? This is n't severe, right ? Is it ? ass !

Mom kept up her funny philippic. `` slight rat-bastard ! It 's on now ! You can count on that ! hold until I tell your forefather -- '' She stopped mid-sentence as she happened to count down and saw my raging hard-on.

'' Tell dad ... what ? Tell him what, Mom ? I 'm thinking maybe we do n't enjoin him this ... ''

Mom suddenly realized her wet nipples were drilling through her shirt. She crossed her weapons system, trying to cover them up. That was funny story, because her boobs are too big for that and she just said `` Oh ! You ! '' and began to take the air off.

I patted her butt as she walked past.

'' Hey ! '' she cried, still walking away. `` None of that, now ! And no masturbating, either ! ``

'' No fibbing ! '' I called to her. She flipped me off.

Well, I thought. That was kind of a fun afternoon.

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I got out of the shower bath. Yes, it was mostly a cold one. I had to get this thing back down. No masturbating, that was the bet. And I sure did n't want to recede ! Ok, Sojourner Truth be told, I 'm sure that I had masturbated to Mom at some point in my life story. But ... diddly-shit ... it was n't all the metre, hardly ever. I just did n't think of her that way. Until today. Or maybe, yesterday. But definitely right now. I got ta fucking elucidate my head.

'' Honey ? '' Mom called from the hallway. `` There 's a sandwich downstairs. I 'm going to clean house up and do some shopping for some bastard. You can go do whatever, but I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. Maybe, Fleming 's ? '' That was a high-end steakhouse. The form where a Irish potato is xii dollars.

'' Yeah ! sure enough ! Sounds safe ! '' I dried my genitals but kept moving. Fuck ! I did n't love it was this intemperately not to touch myself !

In my room, I heard the shower go on. Mom 's naked in the shower. Now this, I thought, this is the moment of truth. Are we kidding around or are we playing with flak ? This will tell. If I go in there, we 'll witness out.

I walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Put my hand on the knob.

No, I ca n't do this.

I 'm a piece of ass pussy.

Then I began to pervert the knob.

Locked.

Fucking bitch ! I thought to myself. She knew ... she knew I would try. Which means ... what ? No ? Never ? Not now ? Go jerk off ? Oh Mom ... you 're a underhand one.

Well, I certainly never got a voiceless on playing X-box, so I went and did that. With my sandwich, of row. You ca n't play Xbox and not eat.

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Got a textual matter from Mom later in the afternoon.

-Bought something for tonight ! Let 's be make to leave alone around 6:30. dinner party reservations are at 7. wearing apparel kind of nice. sexual love, Mom.

Mom does n't know that you do n't have spell out every word of honor in a text. Or she does n't trust in it.

I replied.

-Yep luv u 2

She came home an hr or so later. Poked her chief into the study, said 'Hi', and locked herself in her room again. Whatever.

At 6:15, I put on my nice black bloomers and a black silk shirt, it 's got some bloodless little paisley legal action going on over one berm. Mom bought it for me at Christmas and I had n't worn it yet.

Brushed my dentition, shaved, spiked my hair up ... godsend. Looking pretty keen ! I went downstairs and got the car keys.

At 6:30 I hollered up, `` I 'm ready ! ``

At 6:40 I hollered up, `` We 're going to be late ! ``

At 6:43 I hollered up, `` We could probably get a prat at McDonald 's or maybe Burger -- ''

I stopped speaking. I stood at the base of operations of the stairs as Mom tiptoed down in a Joseph Black garb and heights heels. But that 's like saying the Eiffel Tower is a metal structure.

This dress, wow ! Satiny material, deeply and dark black. It went to about her mid-thighs so it was n't real slutty, but it was tight up top. Very tight. Fitted, I guess is the term. Fitted like a minuscule mitt around her stacked torso. You could see some motion in the dress. I was n't certain, but I was guessing no bra. However, the apparel was cinched a bit and seemed to offer some keep for her beautiful babies.

As she walked past, I got another surprise. The wearing apparel had no back. Backless. Bareback. There was a little strand of simulated diamonds going across the back, holding it together. But that was it. And it was backless to the small of Mom 's spinal column. The very diminished of it. the belittled part. What I would promise, 'Below the belted ammunition'even.

She did a little turn for me in the lobby. Her garb flew out a pilot in as she spun. I like that.

'' So ? '' she asked. Mom had her sorry hair done differently, some big curl and waving and flips instead of her usual bland. wickedness red lipstick and gorgeous eye makeup completed her look. She was waiting for me to say something.

'' Fabulous ... fab ... holy shit ... you do n't front like anybody 's mother ! ``

She flashed me a demure smile, seductively put a fingertip in her oral fissure, turned halfway and kicked up a heel.

'' Like the shoes ? ``
total darkness patent of invention leather, stiletto heels, and supererogatory strap that went up her articulatio talocruralis far more than than is legal in some southern res publica. The heel were unadulterated ; high, but not so richly as to make up one look stunned when they walk.

'' Holy shit, Mom ! Where 's dad 's gun ? I think we 'll demand one tonight ! ``

Mom laughed.

'' I 'm serious ! '' I continued. `` We 're not taking the explorer. I 'm getting the Jag keys ! ``

Dad 's Jaguar, a 1963 XKE with a 12-cylinder engine, did n't get out much. I was n't allowed to force it. He inherited it from a copious uncle some years back and he probably put 200 Admiralty mile a year on it. He probably spent a thousand dollars a year on it just trying to go on it running, too. Brits, expert people but do n't interpret much about electrical systems.

I started the Jag, she just purred like a kitten. I backed her out of the garage. Mom reached for the door to get in, but I stopped her. I jumped out and ran around to her side. Taking her hand, I eased her into the seat.

Revving the locomotive, the car shook and vibrated, filling us with promise of a fast and dangerous ride !

I popped the clutch pedal and tore down the street. 13 arcminute to go ! We screeched and careened and did a brace great power slideway but still made it to the restaurant about ten minutes late. The valet took the car and backed it in, right by the front door. That 's respect !

The waiting area was crowded, I was trying to check in with the Maitre'D. Mom was behind some tall asshole.

'' Yes, '' Fritz was saying to me. `` But you see, sir, we are very busy tonight and we ca n't hold board all night ... ''

Tall guy moved away and Mom came into survey and held my arm, and smiled her award winning smile at old Fritz. Really, she did win an award in 8th ground level for best smile. We only tell the truth ... ok I 'll shut up.

'' ... but ... you are in fate as a tabular array by the window just opened up. This way, please ? ``

Mom made sure enough to sweep her white meat against Fritz a little, and complimented him on his tie. I tried to tip him $ 50, he refused. No, no money ! Not for such a beauty as this ! You need your money Young man !

The waiter came up right away.

'' Good even folks ! Welcome to Fleming 's ! And, may I just say that your mother looks stunning tonight on this Mother 's Day weekend ... '' He smiled, all pleased with himself.

I spoke very slowly, and very quietly, but with passion.

'' This ... is n't ... my ... mother ... you insolent, arrogant, insulting saphead ! ``

Mom did a grimace palm.

'' Now look what you 've done, you 've embarrassed her ! Fritz ! '' I stood up to get Fritz and a ruction ensued. Could I describe the din ? Not really. Just a bunch of staff rushing around, apologizing, bringing a Champagne bucket with Fritz'wish, a pate'that was obviously on it 's way to another table, and various breads and cast, and what else can we get for you ? We got a new waiter, too. She was much effective and kept her damn mouth shut. The early guy was moved across the room so we did n't have to see him. They assured us of that. We finally placed our social club and they left us alone.

'' Who knew you were such a fiddling shit ? '' Mom asked. But she was laughing, also.

'' Hey, I learned from the best. ``

'' Well, '' she continued. `` If I 'm not your female parent, then maybe we should sit a minuscule bit closer, do n't you think ? '' And we scooted closer. I placed my arm around her, my hand on her warm, bare back. I toyed with her hair as we sipped champagne. right man, that Fritz.

'' Mmmm, '' Mom cooed. `` That 's skilful. Now we look like a couple. '' And she patted my knee under the tabular array. And she kept it there. And I almost said that they ca n't see under the table but I was able to shut my stupid mouth up just in time.

The dinner party was tremendous. The filets were attendant and succulent, the Solanum tuberosum mythologic, and the ship's company was ... Maker. Mom and I were touching practically through the entirely dinner. Shoulders, or feet, or something. It was n't forced, either. It felt easily, almost lifelike. I regaled her with tale of bad missy friends and bad sex time ; now that we were on a unlike spirit level, we could talk about a lot more stuff.

Sadly, the dinner party came to an end. The stop arrived, in the sum of money of forty seven dollar. I protested to Fritz that it was too low, but he insisted. We tipped him and the waitress very well, though.

'' Hey Fritz ? '' I asked as we were leaving. `` Can you recommend any dance situation around here ? ``

'' But of course ! Across the street is the fantastic Voodoo Lounge ! You can leave your car here and address us to derive get you ! I will call my friend at the door, you wo n't wait in business line. ``

Mom tugged on Fritz'arm as he turned to leave. She gave him a big hug. A full body hug. and she kissed him on the cheek.

Fritz went into full flabbergast modality. He stumbled away, red-faced but smiling.

The fetish couch ... now here was a office. Swanky. Expensive. $ 12 beers and $ 20 deglutition. But Fritz got us set up with a nice trivial John Wilkes Booth far enough away from the ring so we could let the cat out of the bag, but not out in the boonies, either.

The tune-up band played 80 's pop music, Mom 's ducky. Having grown up in her household, I
knew most of the songs too.

'' Trav, I have n't danced in ages ! delight ? ? ? ``

Who could resist ? Not me. The trading floor was pretty crowded, which was dependable. We stepped up and got our 'Super lusus naturae'on. After a few songs we went back and sucked down some zany Gimlets.

'' This is ... SO MUCH FUN ! '' Mom shouted to me. Okay it was pretty loud. She moved in closer to me to speak into my ear. `` Thank you so much truelove, I 'm loving this ! ``

'' Me too, Mom ! ``

'' No, not 'Mom', call back ?. Um ... call me ... 'Dixie'! ``

'' Dixie ? ``

'' Yes, Dixie ! It 's kind of a slutty name, right ? ``

'' Sure, I guess ? ``

'' So Travis, anything you need to admit ? Any confessions ? '' I looked at her quizzically. `` Silly boy ! Were you able-bodied to not molest yourself this afternoon ? ``

'' Oh ! bullshit ! That ! Haha ! Well it was ... hard ... very hard ... but I managed not to. ``

'' Hmmm, too bad. I was variety of hoping to win. ``

sanctum shit, did she just say that ? Because 'winning'meant that I would have to masturbate while she watched. Um ... too much thought ...

'' Let 's trip the light fantastic some more, Mom ! ``

We got up and 'Walked like egyptians'which was terribly odd. But then. One of her favorite song came on. 'Lady in Red', a tardily song about dancing with his devotee. I was ready to void the dance storey, but Mom pulled me back.

'' We 're dancing, '' she informed me.

'' You 're not wearing red. ``

'' Shut up and have me. ``

'' Yes, Dixie. ``

She smiled at that. I placed my right hand on the small-scale of her spinal column. Her bare back.. My left hand held her right hired hand, and we swayed to the music.

'' You 're so beautiful, Mom. ``

'' Thanks Travis ... but, this is n't centre school. There 's no chaperon. ``

'' Right, '' I said. We were dancing about a pick apart. I pulled her finisher. Her slight, yet intoxicating, scent almost overwhelmed me.

Her bureau bumped into mine. I pulled her near still. Her breast pressed into me. Closer ... her promontory lay on my shoulder joint. With her heels, Mom/Dixie was only about an inch shorter than me.
I pretended to stumble and pulled her tight, to steady her of course. Her second joint pressed against me. I caressed her lowly back, slipping my footling digit down, under her frock. I felt no panties where there should be some, only a picayune tiny string.

I was trying to sustain my enormous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. South just sighed, and she kissed my ear. Emboldened, I slid my hand further down the back of her dress and cupped a warm ass cheek. My Mom 's warm ass cheek. This was it. It 's official. I 'm copping a feel off my Mom, right now. And she just wriggled tighter into me and ground her pelvic girdle against against my cock.

I pulled my header back to take care at her, she turned and looked at me. We were very close.

'' You 've got a little something back here, '' I whispered to her. Then I Ieaned in and kissed her neck, just below her right ear. I lingered, and kissed a few more small kisses in the general arena. Dixie breathed in heavy, crushing her breasts into me. I turned up a slight and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the diamond earrings that Dad bought her. I nibbled her ears a little more.
I was n't sure if we were still dancing, or just swaying on the saltation level. I whispered into her ear.

'' South, I want to see you jack off for me. Would you like that ? ``

There was no campaign, then a slight, almost detectable nod of her head. Yes.

'' I 've already seen you, for just a moment, though. I want to see you finish. '' Again, a head word nod. I released her right mitt so I could put both weapon system around her shank, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

'' Travis ... beloved ... ''

'' Yes, Dixie ? ``

'' You love me, right ? I mean, for real number. Not just 'yes Mom of course I love you'... ''

'' I do love you, Mom. And not ... not just as a son. '' I emphasized my statement with a hard pelvic thrusting. I know what I 'm doing, i thought to myself. Do n't I ? Do I ? What the fuck ? What about Dad ? He does n't deserve this ?

Suddenly, Katrina and the Waves started singing about walking on sunshine.

'' Let 's sit back down ? '' I suggested. `` But, stay close in social movement of me. This is embarrassing ! ``

We walked off the terpsichore floor, Mom holding my paw and me trailing her very closely. I did n't want everyone to see I had a monolithic hard-on.

The waitress took our drink order, and Mom snuggled up against me in the small booth.

'' You 've got quite the rager going there, do n't you ? '' She gave it a little pat. It throbbed in response to her touch. She kept her hand there. I tried not to recollect about it, but ... I caved in.

'' fountainhead, no wonder. Looking the way you do, Mo -- Dixie ! I meant Dixie ! You look sensational. You should see the former guy rope checking you out. Some of the daughter, too. ``

'' Really ? '' Mom asked. She crushed her knocker into my berm and arm. I swung my free hand over and under the mesa. I reached up and cupped her other chest, still inside her dress. I hefted it, checking it 's exercising weight and size. Mmmmmm, very squishy, yet firm, fucking wondrous. Her mamilla rose to greet my palm. I tweaked it, rolling it between my finger's breadth. She gasped just as the waitress came by with the drinks.

'' Anything else I can get you folks ? '' she asked. then she noticed Mom 's red facial expression, and my manus rubbing her big tit. `` Well ... I 'll just leave these here then ... ''

I kissed Mom 's neck again, and munched on her ears. She downed her drink. All of it.

'' I have to go to the ladies room. '' She looked at me. `` By myself. ``

She scooted out as I tried to re-arrange myself and count presentable. It was n't easy. Several instant went by, I began to get concerned. Ten moment. wellspring, sometimes there is a argument, maybe ?

Then I spotted her, over by the bar. She was talking to two Danton True Young guy ! And she was doing a shot ! And laughing ! And another shot ! Fuck !

She walked back to our table and plopped down hard adjacent to me.

'' Having fun ? '' I asked, annoyed. `` I 'm not. ``

'' Oh it'ss mulct, '' she said. A little slur to her speech. `` I just needed another drink to ... well ... I have to allow in something to you and it is n't slow. '' Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of disgraceful material.

'' These are my panties ! Or ... well not scanty ... G-sh .... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they 're too wet to break anymore. See ? '' She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the strong womanly odors coming off them was unmistakable.

'' I needed to admit to you that you won ! I had to go to the ladies elbow room so I could cum and not produce a good deal out here ! I 'm so fucking wet ... ''

'' You what ? '' I asked, wanting to be certainly. `` You just came ? Here ? ``

Mom smiled a revolting smile and nodded her head.

'' Yep ! You grab my tits in plublic ... plub ... where hoi polloi can see, I 'm going to cum. Every meter. ``

We laughed and hugged. While I was paying the bill with her credit card, she told me to hurry. I thought it was because we were in a hurry to get rest home. But, no.

She was in a hurry to rule a wastebasket, or a works, or something to get sick in.

(. Y. )

We took a cab home so I could monitor her on the way. She only got sick the one meter, outside the club, thankfully, and then she passed out.

I carried her upstairs to her room and sat her on the bed. Even passed out, she looked beautiful. I removed her skid, gently, caressing her feet a piddling. I eased her out of her dress, which is n't fucking easy at all with a dead-drunk person. Concerned about how she would feel tomorrow, I hauled her into the water loo and woke her up, eventually, so she could drink some water and go pee. After several minutes, she got down about 12 apothecaries' ounce of piddle. The wholly time she was spouting off `` I 'm dark I 'm disconsolate ''. Yep. I know. I 'm sorry too.

She kind of helped me get her into some silk pajama, then she passed out completely on her bed. I put her on her side in what 's called 'the recovery spatial relation', so if she gets sick again she 'll be alright.

Okay, yes it did come about to me to feel her up or finish up what she started, but I 'm not actually a rapist. Just a sex-fiend. There 's a difference.

I crawled on top of the covers next to her and went to sleep.

In the kitchen the next day, I was reading some stuff on the iPad when I heard the house creaking a bit. Somebody upstairs is moving.

I put the Keurig on again. A head peaked in.

'' Travis ? ``

'' Yeah Mom, how you doing ? ``

'' I 'm not trusted ... oh good you have coffee, '' she said as she slid into a chair.

'' I 'm ... kind of fuzzy on some matter ... but I 'm pretty sure I wrecked our Nox, right ? ``

'' Well, it did n't end with a bang, no. ``

'' So ... I remember dame In Red, and then we were ... sitting ... and ... oh shit ! I orgasmed in a restroom ? Did I do that ? ``

I just smiled enigmatically at her.

'' Oh shit, I did ! Did n't I ! Jeez I 'm such a strumpet. I 'm so bad Travis, thanks for getting me home. ``

'' fountainhead, fortunately, we have one car left. the Jag is at the eatery and my car is at the workshop. I 'm hoping you can assist me get those later today. ``

I filled her in on some of the details as she had her burnt umber. She forgot some, and remembered others.

'' Travis. Again. I 'm sorry. I wanted ... I was struggling with ... I mean ... crap. I 'll just say it. I do n't make out what I was thinking last Nox ... I was ready to, um ... fuck you, and I thought if I got enough alcoholic drink in me I could go through with it. But that did n't really work out. ``

I sat down and we clasped hands.

'' Mom, or is it Dixie ? ``

'' It 's Mom, son. ``

'' Well, Mom, that 's not the only opportunity we 'll ever have. ``

'' Trav, did you want to ? But it 's so ... well we know it 's not the in good order thing to do. The bit was right, the clock time was right, but maybe it did n't materialise for a intellect. And maybe it 's for the best. I 'm good-for-nothing if I led you on, but ... I ca n't do this anymore. ``

Mom stood up and went back upstairs. I heard the cascade go on.

Deflated, I went to the music elbow room. Yes, the star sign has a music room. Which is good because we all dabble with something. I try to play guitar. I 'm not bad, was actually in some piddling bands for awhile in my teenager. Growing up with Mom and Dad, medicine was always around us. And we did n't give care what it was as long as it was good.

So I played for a couple hours, it really helps me to unlax and not think about things.

Eventually, Mom came back down, all cleanse and refreshed. She looked fucking heavy, actually.

'' Do n't turn back, keep playing. '' Mom always liked my guitar playacting. `` Do some oldies ! ``

I picked 'And I love her', an acoustic piece from the Beatles. Mom looked startled, then she settled into it. I followed up with a little Classical Gas, then I played some Kentucky Woman, Mom 's favorite.

'' Let 's go get the cars and some lunch, '' she said right after that.

We chatted about this and that, but it was sort of strange. We did n't mention the fact that I had held her ass, cupped her boob, basis my raging peter into her hip. Or the fact that she gripped my stopcock, and masturbated in the peeress way. Yup, did n't observe those things.

We got home after a couple hours, variety of beat from running around town.

'' Maybe we should ride out in tonight ? '' I offered. `` Get some pizza pie ? We 'll do something special tomorrow for Mom 's Day. ``

I went back upstairs for awhile. I had to think. I was ready to arrest my mom last-place nighttime, and today, it 's like nil happened. rachis to pattern. But I 'm not liking normal. I do n't like it at all. Is Mom not interested anymore ? Or was it just a acantha of the mo thing ? Random chance ? We were so connected yesterday. Dancing with Mom was indefinable. We were hot and grievous, seriously hot and heavy. I wanted to do that again. But not just dancing. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I wanted all of her.

My breathing became ragged, it was like my origin was beginning to boil.

I 've never wanted anything more in my life.

I stormed into Mom 's room. Nothing. Ran downstairs, where the hell is she ? Ah, there she is, sitting out by the pond. With a glass of wine-coloured. I guess she 's fully recovered then. I marched outside ; a man on a mission.

'' Oh hey, love. Just relaxing a bit -- ''

'' Mom. We need to lecture. Now. ``

'' Well, sure enough honey have a seat -- ''

'' Mom, stand up. ``

'' What 's this all about ? '' she asked, as she stood up.

I bent down and scooped her up in my arms.

'' Travis ! What ... where are you taking me ? Wait ... no ... huh uh ... put me down.. PUT ME down feather YOUNG MAN ! ``

We were halfway up the stairs before she stopped squirming.

'' So ... we 're ... we 're doing this ? ``

'' Yes Mom. We 're doing this. And we 're doing this now. ``

'' You 're sure ? '' Mom asked as we entered the bedroom.

I gently laid her down on the bed.

'' I 'm sure Mom. Or if you want to be Confederate States, that 's okay too. ``

She shook her head word, but held her arms up for me.

'' fountainhead then, Travis. Come and have your mom a hug and a kiss ! ``

(. Y. )

I climbed on top of Mom. With my hand on her buttock, I leaned in and kissed her with all the lenify passion I could muster.

Her voiced lips yielded to mine. Our lips folded into each other, gently, testing each early. I opened my mouth some, so did she. I slipped just a little tongue inside her lip, rubbing it along her dentition. It felt like sparks flew when her spit met mine. So diffused, so wet.

She reached up with her spare arm and held me close. Our bodies blended together, my chest pressing into hers. We kissed and tongued for a long time. Both of us were breathing faster, our pedigree racing through our organic structure. Our gentle passion turned to savage passion. My arousal was physically manifest to her, and I 'm sure enough she was soaking wet, but I did n't require to hurry matter. I was kissing a beautiful, sexy, vibrant, sound fair sex. You do n't get woman like this everyday. I 've had batch of girlfriend, but not like this one.

Eventually, we broke our kiss and just smiled at each former, both of us breathing heavily.

'' train me, '' was all she said.

I got off her and stood up so I could reave. Mom rose up on her elbows so she could take in. Of course, she arched her back to thrust out her chest of drawers. She ran her tongue over her mouth slowly.
I bent down to contain off my slavey. When I stood up, she gasped.

'' octet inches ? '' she asked, grinning.

'' 8 and a half, but who 's count. ``

'' holy shit ! ``

I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a woman 's shirt, but looks like a man 's long sleeve E. B. White dress shirt.

'' Is this expensive ? '' I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight.

'' Yes, it 's from Italy. ``

I yanked the shirt apart, release flew and fabric ripped. I grabbed it let down down to rip it undetermined completely.

'' A bra ? Really ? ``

This was an industrial persuasiveness jobbie, no amount of manpower can rip through these thing. I pulled her to a sitting position and kissed her hard as I reached behind her to unhook it. One bait, two, Redeemer ! Three fucking lure ? Finally loosen it.

I pulled the shirt off her, and yanked the bra off, revealing her everlasting boob. Yes, I saw them the other day for about 3 seconds, but this was different. These were here, now, for me. I stared for at to the lowest degree half a second as they heaved with each breath. My cock could n't get any harder, but it wanted to.

'' Do n't stop now, sister ! '' Mom encouraged as she lay back down on the bed. She lifted her hips for me.

I undid her capri pants and pulled them down over her hips, revealing a red thong. I flung the pants behind me, again admiring the view of my raw mom, lay aside for the slight patch of flushed held be some tiny material.

'' Lady in Red '' I said softly.

I yanked on the G-string. It 's drawstring broke and came off in my hand. My mom lay naked before me. Her breasts splayed out to the sides, her stripped pussy looked so tempt. I reached over and spread her branch, her scent immediately appeared from her now open area.

I had run this through my mind many metre, how it might go. She sucks me, then I eat her until she orgasms, or the other way, or playing with her tits until she cums or maybe ...

But the look in her eyes said, derive and get me, now !

I climbed between her peg, and rested my body mostly on my elbows, but laying on top of her. Then I reached behind her head with my depart hand and held her neck opening, while my right snaked down between our legs and I grabbed my cock.

Mom lifted her branch, making it sluttish. The tip of my cock found an amazingly hot and wet spot. I rubbed my straits up and down, slathering her juices all over my mushroom cap.

I pressed in a little, my dick entered her kitty and went in about an in or so.

I let go with my hand and brought it up and held her face.

We looked in each former 's heart as I sank my cock lower ... and deeper ... into her kitty-cat. I fucked back and forth a little, then just drilled through the last four inches up to the hilt.

My raging, eight inch cock lay deep inside Mom 's tight, steamy hot pussy.

I leaned in and we kissed and tongued each other. Her peg naturally wrapped around mine as we began to puddle love. Pressing into her, my pelvis mashed into her clit. I just pushed for a while, pressing her into the bed and relaxing but leaving my dick down at it 's full depth.

Mom broke the osculation, just to whisper my name.

'' ahhh ... Travis ... Travis ... ''

And then I started fucking her.

My favourite trick is to pull my hammer out most of the way, and then ride it back home base. Ok, that 's not a big surprise, it 's probably every guy 's favorite magic trick. But anyway, Mom loved it. Each slow secession and quick thrust back down brought a quick trivial `` hoo ! '' from Mom. She grabbed my ass to nominate sure I came down hard into her cunt.

Faster and faster we fucked. She rose to meet my thrusts and I tried to practice her through the fucking bed. last Nox I gingerly held her bosom, this good afternoon I molested her left tit. I squeezed her hard and pulled her nipple and pinched her nipple and fucked her faster.
I held on to her tit for love aliveness as I dropped my left hand down and forced it under her ass cheek. Cupping her ass hard, I could fuck faster. Both of us were breathing through our mouths, grunting like animals. We tried kissing but could n't anymore, we would 've banged our teeth. My steel hammer continued pistoning inside her for several mo. I buried my boldness in her neck, sucking and kissing it and making her sqeal.

I rose up on my straightened out arms so I could conduct a commodity look at her. She cupped her knocker and pulled them up so her chin was resting between them.

'' You ... are ... so beautiful ! '' I managed, through the panting.

'' Thank you ... Travis ... thank you ... for fucking ... me ... fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck your ... mom ''

That familiar touch was building inside me, from way down deep but rising fast. I lowered back down onto mom and slide both hands under her ass impertinence. My right hand went further into her slippery shot. I rubbed her footling backdoor for a few moments, and easily slid my middle fingerbreadth up inside her ass.

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out. `` Cum in me, baby ! ``

heaving, I grunted in her ear.

'' I love ... fucking you ... Mom ... screwing ... lovemaking you ... ''

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the middle of my first squirt Mom 's twat contracted as she orgasmed, too. squirt after spurt, I dumped all I had into Mom 's spasming vagina. I felt ... so connected to her ... as in we 'cleaved into one frame'...

We giggled and kissed, and I collapsed completely on top of her, utterly spent. Her pussy still contracted in little spasms.

'' Travis, '' Mom whispered. `` That 's the in force ... the best fucking I 've ever had. ``

'' Me too, Mom, me too ... ''

'' Lay down beloved, it 's okay. '' I rolled onto my cover, Mom lay along side me, humping my leg with her wet pussy.

'' Do you beware ? It feels secure to rub on you. ``

I just nodded and smiled, dreamlike.

'' Mom ... ''

'' Yes, honey ? ``

'' We fucked ! I ca n't believe it ! ``

'' I know, baby. You okay ? ``

'' I 'm effective. A trivial tire. dedicate me a couple arcminute though, and we 'll begin Round Two ! ``

'' Really ! '' Mom purred. `` I have n't had a Round Two in a long time ! ``

We kissed and snuggled a bit. Then she surprised me.

'' Maybe this will get you going again ? I 've seen it online, maybe you 'll think it 's hot. ``

Mom got up and straddled me, then she manipulated her kitty-cat and my cum and her cum dripped out onto my breadbasket. Then it poured onto me. With a rascally look on her look, she backed down, and bent down, and rubbed her face into the hot cum. She sucked it up like a vacuum, swallowing it all down.

'' Oh my blinking God, Travis ! I have n't exhaust a man 's cum in ... geezerhood ! ! Oh god it 's so perverted ! ``
She was right. I thought it was hot. So did my cock. It sprang back to fully strength in just a few moments.

Mom noticed the return, and promptly arranged herself around it, not touching it, though. She sniffed it, then went down to the base, extended her clapper, and looked me in the eye. As she came up my light beam with her glorious clapper, we never broke eye contact. She pushed out some seminal remnants, then she looked down and took me into her mouth.

It 's a good feeling, having your mom suck on your cock.

And she was thoroughly at it, too. firm force per unit area, good tongue action, no teeth, and she really seemed to enjoy it. The good thing about the 'second'hard-on, is that it takes more stimulation to cum than the outset one. I got to enjoy Mom 's blowjob a adept yearn time.

Mom like to mix it up, too. She seemed to make out that men are visual, so she made for certain that I could see what she was doing. And she brought her awesome nipple into gambling, also. She ground them into my thigh, played with them, rubbed them on my cock.

'' Mom, '' I said.

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' I have a complaint. ``

'' You do ? ``

'' Yes, I have n't properly been introduced to your tits. I mean, I squeezed one, but I need some time with them. If you do n't mind. ``

She smiled her award-winning grin again, and crawled up my body, dragging her juicy hangers up my chest. She brought one to my facial expression, swinging it a unornamented inch from me. Her morose pap hung an inch or more from her enceinte aereolas, she let it crease my cheek.

Finally, I could n't stand it anymore and grabbed the fucker and sucked it. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to fellate all of her tit into my mouth. My workforce grabbed this tit, her right, and squeezed and fondled while I sucked the SOB out of it. Truthfully, I was hoping to fellate so hard she would milk. But, unfortunately, I was about 20 years too late. Still I sucked this one white meat for minutes, never once letting go. Mom mashed her tit down onto my face so I was nearly smothered.

Finally, I relinquished her breast. But there was another one. I noticed Mom had a hand in her fork, she 's fingering herself, I thought. Good, I 'm glad she 's not bored.

I pushed on her so she rolled onto her back. I could then work on this left tit with a niggling more leisure and use. I licked gently, blew air across her wet tit to cook it stand up. I kissed and licked all of her tit flesh, not just the nipple. I moaned a lot, I think, I 'm not for sure. I was lost in
tit heaven.

'' the Nazarene, Travis ! '' Mom exclaimed after about ten minutes of this. `` You really like bosom, do n't you ! ``

'' Am I boring you ? I can stop or -- ''

'' God no ! keep on going ! It 's like the best massage in the world ! But do n't touch my pussy, or I will cum. ``

I gave her a dubitable look, then I cupped her twat mound and rubbed my palm into her clit.

True to her parole, she shuddered and came, properly then. Kind of a small one, but I liked it !

I got back in between her leg and slipped my cock inside Mom, unassisted. I hunched over so I could still make for on her left boob. I was n't done. It obviously needed more suckling.

'' Mom, can you help me with this one ? '' I asked, indicating her right one.

I pushed her bosom up so she could arrive at it with her mouth, too. By the way, I continued to screw her kitty slowly.

'' Really ? '' she asked. `` You do n't call back this is ... silly ? ``

'Silly'? What the shag ? Was my dad, the war Hero, a total cretin ? He did n't like this ?

'' No, not silly. It 's fucking hot as hell ! ``

Mom went at her own tit with zest, just as much as me, maybe even more. I love seeing a woman make love to her own tit, it 's so get laid fascinating.

I pulled my cock out of it 's home, but I brought it to a place just as nice, Mom 's nipple. This way she could tongue my peter as well as her tit at the same time. The fact that now her cunt juice was on her tit and my cock only seemed to excite her more.

I swabbed her slit with my hand, getting more than succus, and slathered it in her tit valley. I sat astride her stomach as she grabbed her breasts and held them all-embracing, then pressed them together, nearly hiding my cock entirely. Only a bit of the tip stuck out at the top. Mom kissed it.
I slowly fucked her wonderful pap. Then I quickly fucked them ! Mom opened her mouth so my pecker read/write head would touch her tongue on the upstroke. Furiously, I fucked her tits like a madman.

'' Cum in my mouth, cum in my backtalk, or on my face, just cum on me ! cum on, cum for me ! ``

fountainhead, with her boost and with that a great deal pressure from her mamilla, I had lilliputian choice.

My first cum shell went right into her sassing, followed by the instant. The lastly few I pulled back so the cum just dripped onto her mamilla. Mom swallowed down her loads, then she bent her head and cream and sucked all the cum from her tits.

Tired, but excited, I slid down between her legs and breathed in her heady aromas.

A lot of the prison term, ok almost all the time, when I eat out a adult female, there 's kind of a method going on. Do this, gently, then that more, then something else quicker, etc.

But here, I just wanted to rub my face all over her pussy. Which I did. And I kissed, and licked, and sucked, and probed her for hr. Or maybe 10 moment. I also did her whoremaster, which was to attend up into her heart. But most of the sentence they were closed or I could n't even see them on account of her tits being in the way. I stuck a finger in her ass again, just to prevent her on her toes. She squealed at that.

Again, the realisation hit me. I 'm having sex with Mom. And she 's LOVING it ! And this wo n't be a quondam affair. I do n't recognize how this will work out in the future with early people in the equation, but we will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking.

As Mom came for the umpteenth time, she coated my face with her female person cum.

'' Come here, baby ! '' she said, with her hands outstretched for me. Grasping my brass, she kissed me deeply. her spirit actually dripping from my chin. She lapped up my Chin with her tongue, like a soundly mommy.

(. Y. )

'' How do you fell about anal sex, Mom ? ``

'' certainly, but not now. ``

'' Why ? I 'm certainly we can find some lube or -- ''

'' Travis, Darling River, the um ... the 'tracks have to be clear'. You ca n't do that if there 's a train in the station. ``

It took me a twain moments.

'' Ohhhh ! Yes, for Redeemer sake. We do n't want a collision in there ! ``

'' No we do n't ! '' agreed Mom. `` But the place will be clear tomorrow sunrise. ``

'' Yeah baby ! That will be my Mother 's Day present to you, an anal retentive approach ! ``

'' I 'd like that, son ! ``

'' So Mom, secern me more about this cleaning lady the former day. ``

'' Oh ... Jeanine. ``

'' Yeah, Jeanine. What were you guys going to do ? ``

'' Well ... Savior this is embarrassing, Travis ! ``

'' Mom, I 've eaten your slit. I 've seen you suck cock. You can tell me about your little 'playdate'with Jeanine. ``

'' Oh, alright. Well, Like I said, we had spilled our intestine one night. And we talked about how overnice it would be to let an orgasm without being alone all the clock time ! We were quite drunk, and we said we should help each early out.

'' 24-hour interval went by, neither of us said another countersign about it. I just put it down as a silly conversation between drunk people.

'' Then ... what was it, Wednesday I guess, she called me. She was watching some porn and ... she came with me on the phone. ``

'' holy place shit ! '' I interjected. `` That 's hot ! What did you do ! ``

'' I did what any red-blooded female would do. I came too ! ``

I gave my mom a fist-bump.

'' So we said we should get together the adjacent day. We were just going to be in the same room. We promised. We said we were n't lesbians, just kindred spirits looking for a little companionship.

'' So then, she came over after lunch. We had some wine, O.K., maybe a lot of wine. We were both very unquiet. After our second glassful, which polished off the bottle, I took a trench hint and said something like, well the TV upstairs in my sleeping accommodation is connected to the internet, if we wanted to watch something.

'' We went up and sat on the bed, and I asked what should we research for ? And Jeanine typed in 'Lesbian squirt political party'. And ... holy nookie. These women, they were such ho 's ! They were so barefaced and forceful and yet, submissive also. And the squirting was just ludicrous. ``

'' I know ! '' I agreed. `` It is just pee, or what ? But, nonentity can just pee like that, right ? I mean, they pee like 4 feet into the air. ``

'' I do n't recognize what it is, and it looks stupid. But ... it was so ... I guess 'debauched'would be the Word, if it is a word ... Debauched and wrong and taboo, and therefore it was also VERY aphrodisiacal to me. And obviously to Jeanine, since she picked it to watch.

'' Before I knew it, I was rubbing myself through my clothes. Jeanine thought maybe we should peel, would n't we be more comfortable that way ? So we got naked. And, to tell you the verity, I 've never seen a grown woman naked, in my existent presence before.

'' I got, very nervous again. Jeanine did too. We just stood there and looked at each others naked dead body. She looked beautiful, but then we argued as to who was more beautiful. Suddenly, one of the gal on the TV screamed and sprayed an enormous squirt on the other gals. We remembered why were there.

'' I got vibrators for both of us, and we lay down on the bed. We spread our legs and started ... using the vibrators ... and it was nice. Very nice. To bear a affectionate body future to me.

'' But not as squeamish as this, of form ! '' she grabbed my flabby pecker. It tried to respond but couldn't.

'' Nowhere near as nice as this ! '' She leaned over and kissed me. She 's a good visage, I just kind of go all stupid person when we kiss.

'' And then what, '' I asked. `` I walked in ? ``

'' Yep. Jeanine had just suggested we swap dildos, which we did. But ... she put the one I just had in my pussy into her mouth. then she stuck it inside her. She looked at me, kind of expectantly, as I held the other dildo, all covered with her poppycock. But I chickened out. I just stuck it inside my slit. ``

'' But you wanted to taste it. ``

Mom sighed. `` To be honest ... yes. Yes I wanted to savour it, her. But I could n't add myself to cross that demarcation. She put her leg on mine, and then, well, you know the rest. ``

I smiled at her. `` Sorry for the lesbo interruptus ! ``

'' We were n't lesbo-ing ! ``

'' Not yet ! Seems like you two have unfinished byplay. ``

'' I guess. But, since we 're talking ... what are we going to do ? With ... 'this'... with us ? ``

I sighed. `` I ... do n't really give a plan. Um, what do you want ? ``

'' I wish we could just be like this, '' she answered. `` For a while at to the lowest degree. ``

'' Me too. And we can. Dad is n't due back until ... September ? Yeah ? Well, finals are in two weeks and then I 'm done for the summer. is n't that some phrase ? 'The Long, Hot, Summer'? ``

'' We could maybe do that, '' Mom mused. `` But how ... how am I going to face him ? And talk to him on the headphone ? And ... a divorce would be so bad for him right now. ``

'' Well, you should n't get divorced, maybe. I 'll be back at school, you guys can reconnect, maybe ... I do n't bang ... ''

'' Do you want that, Trav ? You want us to reconnect ? You want me to make him bring some blue sky pills and bulge fucking me again ? ``

I did n't answer. I did n't know what to say. This was all so trying. It was so wonderful 15 minutes ago, and then the fricking real worldly concern reared its ugly head.

'' I do n't recognize Mom. I do n't know. '' I switched gears on her. `` What I do know it, we should go for a prissy brunch tomorrow. It might be too lately to crap booking, but I 'll bet old Fritz would receive a board for us ! ``

Mom beamed at the suggestion.

'' And uh ... what 's Jeanine doing tomorrow ? Does she have tiddler or what ? Maybe she could join us. ``

Mom smiled and called her up.

(. Y. )

The warning device went off at 8:40, Sunday morning. mother 's Day. But ... WHY ! ? Why are we getting up so early ?

'' Your dad is calling me at nine. You know he 'll be on time. I want to be alert and set up. ``

Well, shit, I 'm awake and fix right now ! Let 's go Mama !

She scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. Humphh. After all the good fucking I 've given her, and she hides from me ! Ca n't blame her, I guess. She probably needs to get into the married woman mindset.

I lay back on the bed, my hard-on just hanging out. We fucked two more times hold out night. Each time seems to be as honest or better than before. When Mom seed, she just really enjoys it and she squeals and squeaks like a little girl at Yuletide. then she kisses me so much ... Well my hard-on is n't going away thinking about her. Thinking about how she looked in the candlelight as she rode my turncock like it was a bucking broncho and she was the ball-busting cowgirl ! Her tits did n't just wiggle, they seemed to move of their own pact and charged around like they owned the place.

Mom came out of the can in her gown, an ugly one, but she had her some physical composition on and had brushed her hair. I could still see some dried cum in it, but I did n't tell her.

'' Go on, '' she ordered. `` Scoot ! I need to peach to your father. And do something about ... that ! '' She pointed at my cock.

I just laid there and turned on the TV real low. One of the Diehard movies was on. Cool.

Mom, pissed, sat at the desk and did some more maintenance on her face. Plucking her eyebrows or some such asshole, I do n't know.

At 8:59, the phone rang. The maitre d'hotel is on the line !

They exchanged pleasantries, I turned the TV onto the cyberspace scope and pulled up my favorite erotica site, and found the Lesbo small fry political party. In less than a minute I was at full staff again. Mom was settling into the call in the swivel chair.

'' Yes, he 's here, '' she was saying to Dad. She swirled around, only to find me stroking my pecker and hardcore Lesvos on the screen. Quickly, she turned back the other way so she could n't see.

'' Yeah, he 's fine, he 's been a bit of a pill, though, lately ... I think he broke up with that stupid girl he had ... yeah that one ... yeah she was an idiot, but she was just about his speed ... ''

I thought it was time I got involved in the call. Mom was holding the earphone to her right ear. It 's a corded handset because Dad did n't like cell speech sound. So I stood up and get my knockout hammer into Mom 's go forth ear.

She tried to bat me away, but it did n't really work. Still, she was distracted.

'' Yes dearest ... No, I 'm listening I just dropped the phone for a second ... uh huh ... yes ... Admiral Johnson 's wife ? Really ? '' and blah blah blah ...

I tried fondling her breasts, but she kept tightening her arms to her English and fighting me off. I spun the chairperson around so she faced me. I climbed on the chair with her, and forced my cock to her brim. Dad rambled on about Navy political relation in Italia as Mom has about a third gear of my dick in her sassing. Suddenly she had to pitter-patter it out.

'' MmmmhmmmMmmph sorry dear, was clearing my pharynx. Yes that would be bully ! We 'd have it away to see you succeeding calendar month for a week ! That 's so awesome ! ``

Mom pushed me heavily, I had to get off the chair.

'' Yes honey, he 's decently here somewhere ... Ok ... I love you too ... thank you so a lot ... bye erotic love ... here he is, TRAVIS ! ``

goodness God, I 'm mighty here ! But she had to wee-wee it appear good. She waited a few moments, then handed me the phone.

'' Hey Dad ! Happy Mother 's Day ! ... yeah you too ow fuck ! I mean, sorry, I kicked the chairwoman with my toe ... ''

In reality Mom had taken my turncock and bent grass it downwards. When it 's this hard, it does n't bow downwards.

'' So you 're coming base soon ? ... that 'll be cool ... maybe you can instruct me some go-o-o-lf ... ''
Mom just slipped a testicle into her mouth. Jesus that feels nice.

'' Yeah I 'm taking attention of her ... uh huh ... I will ... Ok dad, show them who 's honcho ! ... love you too. ``

Mom could tell we were getting done, so she ran into her bathroom and locked the door. dirt !

'' outdoors up in there ! '' I yelled as I banged on the door. `` It 's Mother 's Day ! mama needs her present ! ``

Her muffled voice replied, `` Go away, get dressed. We 're going to brunch with Jeanine. ``

Oh yeah ! Ok then, down boy.

(. Y. )

Jeanine, Mom, and I sat down promptly at 10:30 for the fabulous Alexander Fleming 's brunch. Fritz doubled his exploit to ensure we were satisfied. The waitress, the Saami one as the other nighttime, ASKED if there were any mother show before she made any statements.

Jeanine, it turned out, was on her first base married couple but her husband 's second. A Commander in the USN, he was currently deployed at sea. His two kids were at their mother 's mansion this morn. Jeanine was to piece them up late this afternoon.

Jeanine was quite different from Mom, more in kind of my generation. small brusque, lilliputian trimmer, smaller white meat but very perky, short blond pilus. Like Mom, however, she was a stunner, no doubt about it.

Both ladies had on very crocked dame. Mom had a nice cashmere jumper which really accentuated her shape, while Jeanine wore a plain blouse.

'' So how did you and Mom meet ? '' I asked, trying to get the ball rolling. It was n't too firmly, we
already had two mimosa in us.

'' Well there 's this support group, a forum, for US Navy wife. You go online and type stuff about ... whatever 's bothering you, or try to help mortal else who needs a hired man. You know, there 's incision for base, so the gal local anesthetic to a base can help each other with baby-sitting, Doctor of the Church 's appointments and things like that.

'' And we had talked online many fourth dimension about stuff, then met in person to talk about things we did n't require to talk about online. And, well, here we are ! ``

'' Cool ! '' I responded. `` And um, sorry for not knocking the other day ... ''

'' Oh, do n't worry about it. It 's okay, really. ``

'' Can ask you a personal enquiry, Jeanine ? Are you planning on staying with your married man ? ``

'' Absolutely ! I love him to destruction ! But ... he knows I need to let some tangency once in a while. He does n't mind as long as it 's just young lady and we just goof around. I tell him all about it. We have quite the festival when he comes nursing home ! ``

'' Jeanine, '' Mom started. `` I, I mean 'we', were thinking maybe you 'd wish to spend the rest period of the day at our house ... ''

Jeanine did this piddling smirk that was just sooo fucking cute. `` I could do that. But I have a linguistic rule. I do n't care it, but it 's all or zero. ``

'' Go on, '' I said.

Jeanine looked at me. `` You, Mr, ca n't advert me. At all. In any way. And I ca n't touch you. And I wo n't. And you wo n't. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, dejectedly. But Mom was so looking forward to this. `` But, I can be nearby ? ``

'' Sure, you can be two inch away, you just ca n't touch me. ``

'' Ok, I 'm in ! ``

The quietus of the brunch dragged on forever ! But mom regaled Jeanine with cute stories about me and all the shithead things I 've done over the years.

The mum had many more mimosas, i did n't as I was driving. But they were giggling like school miss, and getting all touchy feely like char do. But there were smell, and lingering custody, and short caresses here and there. I got a raging hard-on. I wondered how hard and fast Jeanine 's No-Touching rule really was.

We finally got up to leave, both gallon kissed Fritz, then they kissed the waitress, too. She was more offend than Fritz ! If I was a betting man, I 'd say she wanted to come with us. I gave her a hug and a pat on the bum, her boob pressed into me nicely. I winked and told her we 'd see her again sometime.

'' All of you ? Or just you ? '' she asked, smiling. Mom grabbed my hand and whisked me away.

For the ride rest home, Mom sat in the back seat while Jeanine sat up front with me. I did n't know why for a pair instant, but then it became apparent ; Mom wanted to massage Jeanine !
Jeanine gave a petty `` Oh ! '' when Mom 's hand first appeared from behind the seat. I looked over at a red light to see Mom cupping Jeanine 's left breast. Jeanine leaned back, her heart closed.
Then they fiddled with the fundament and got it reclined. Mom could now get two hired hand on Jeanine 's dummy. First over her shirt. I had to swerve respective times to appease on the road as Mom 's hands deftly unbuttoned her friend 's blouse.

Horns honked at me as I saw Mom pull Jeanine 's bra up and over her boob, still connected but out of the way now. Jeanine just moaned softly.

We were almost home when Mom took off her own sweater. I hoped no taller automobile or truck came alongside, they would have a ripe position for sure.

'' I guess we should go in the garage way, instead of out front. '' I said to nobody. The daughter were lost in their footling dreamworld. I put the garage door down and had to pull Mom out of the car, she did n't want to leave Jeanine.

They went upstairs while I made myself a squeamish vodka tonic, with not much quinine water. I figured I could n't pertain, but I could see ! I headed upstairs.

The gals were on the bed, but they still had their skirts and shoes on. No peak, though. Jeanine was lost in Mom 's boobs. I know the impression ; it happens when you 're surrounded by that much tit. Mom looked over at me, dreamily, and made a hand motion of sucking my cock. Really ? Ok !
I stripped and got on the bed, thrifty not to pertain the valued Jeanine. I brought my cock to Mom 's brim, she devoured it.

Jeanine looked up with some shock registering on her face. `` Oh my god, you guys were n't kidding ! '' I guess it 's one thing to learn about incest, quite another to actually see it. She went back to sucking on Mom 's tit, but kept looking up at the cock sucking action.

Mom sucked and licked vigorously, my cock totally enjoying the flavour and the purview of another fair sex sucking her tit.

'' You guys going to last out dressed all day ? '' I asked.

Slowly, Jeanine pulled away. She looked right at me as she unzipped the incline zipper, then shimmied out of her skirt. Her T. H. White garter looked fabulous as it framed her trimmed cunt. I guess she forgot to contribute panties today, oops. Then she crawled up to Mom.

I pulled away, wanting Mom to have her moment of being stripped by a woman. Jeanine undid Mom 's skirt and slowly pulled it down. Mom also forgot her underclothing today, what 's with these fair sex today ? Ca n't seem to recollect anything ...

'' Come and get her, '' I said. `` I 'm stepping back for a piece. '' And I moved away on the bed a petty to give them room.

Jeanine laid down on Mom 's legs, then she slowly crawled up Mom 's pelvis, crushing her tits into Mom 's slit as she went past. She climbed up yesteryear Mom 's bosom and got to her face where they kissed for various here and now ... then she continued up until her tits were in Mom 's face. Soon, though, she moved again so that her pussy was right in front of Mom. Saviour Jeanine was horny, I could smell out her from here.

She straddled Mom 's aspect and lowered herself down ... onto Mom 's waiting tongue and mouth. I moved around to get a better look. Yep, Mom 's eating cunt. Her first base ! She gently tongued Jeanine for a while, then got bolder with each passing minute until she was eating out Jeanine like there was no tomorrow. Jeanine was loving it, I loved watching it. Although it was hard not to concern Jeanine. Her tits were begging to be manhandled. Jeanine started moaning and grinding her cunt into Mom while Mom grabbed her ass face and pulled Jeanine harder onto her.

Jeanine slapped the wall with her medallion as she came violently. Her unanimous trunk shook and trembled as she screamed `` nooky '' over and over again. She finally slumped down and I was stunned at Mom 's face ; all covered in miss cream and this huge grinning on her fount. I went to Mom.

'' Hey no tuching ! '' said Jeanine, suddenly wary of me.

'' I 'm not touching you, but I am going to lick up some of your puss juice. ``

And I did, just as she watched me do it. I pushed some into Mom 's mouth and kept the sleep for myself. MMmmmmmm ... fair sex cum. Different from Mom, but still pussy juice. I looked jeanine in the eye as I swallowed it down. She smiled, but kept her aloofness from me even as she moved down between Mom 's legs.

I held Mom 's headspring so she could see well, and I massaged her pap for her.

'' Can you believe this, Mom ? ``

'' No ! Not really ! This has been a very good weekend ! ``

'' She 's licking your kitty-cat, right now, Mom. How is it ? ``

'' Fucking wonderful ! Yes Jeanine ... oh God, both of you ... what are you guys doing to me ... I 'm such a slut ! ``

I reached over to the nightstand and found a vibrator, I handed it to Jeanine. She used it swiftly and delicately. I tried taking mental tone as cleaning woman seem to eat pussy different than men, or at least different from me.

Mom 's respiration deepened, then quickened as her sexual climax approached. I pinched and pulled her nipple, thinking it might help. It helped me, anyway.

'' Shit yes ! YES ! YES ! YES ! YES ! yes ... yes ... ''

Jeanine drank down all of Mom 's stuff, then pulled off and smiled up at us.

'' Pretty salutary ? I 've never done that before ! ``

'' You 're awesome ! '' Mom answered.

'' But I thought, '' I countered. `` I thought you fooled around with little girl before ? ``

'' wellspring, yes, but just fooling around. Some kissing and touching. Never this ! Oh my God I love it, I love it ! ``

wellspring, I had been about as affected role as I could be, but enough was enough. My raging cock needed some action today, now. I 'm the Man of the House, I 'm getting some !

I got Jeanine to lie on her back and Mom crawled up on her in a sixty-nine position. But not the well-disposed, on all four-spot way. No. Mom just laid down completely on top of her, spreading her branch over Jeanine 's face.

I then mounted Mom from behind.

It took a small work to position myself, but I figured it out. I had never been with more than one early person in a bed before, and now one that I 'm not supposed to touch.

Mom 's pussy was so wet and slick magazine, My cock just went in like it was nothing. Not that she was loose or anything, but I was so hard and her cunt offered no resistance.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ... home sweet home ... '' I mused as my quill sank completely into Mom 's puss.

'' Be it ever so menial ... '' Mom said.

'' Dares mo pace ike 'ome ,'Jeanine said with her lip stuffed with puss lips and, if I was n't mistaken, my balls were hitting something back there. Her pry, I think. She did n't complain.
I withdrew and pushed back in ; yep, my balls were dragging on something ! The mentation of touching the untouchable Jeanine just fired me up more. Mom moaned as my cock drive ground her pussy more into Jeanine 's mouth.

'' Okay you guys, '' Mom said between breathing place. `` This is now ... my favorite blinking position ... of all clock time ... fucking holy shit ! ``

Mom had been eating out Jeanine, but she could n't concentrate and just rested her header on the Commander 's wife 's cunt.

I had a hold on Mom 's rose hip, but I decided she needed a spanking.

SPANK !

'' Ow ! What was that ... oof ... for ? ``

'' Retribution, Mom. ``

SPANK !

'' Payback 's a beef ! '' I laughed.

SPANK ! her ass buttock was turning Nice and red.

'' We never -- '' Mom protested.

SPANK !

'' We never spanked you ! ``

'' Oh. '' intermission

SPANK !

'' well you probably should have ! ``

Both Jeanine and Mom laughed, their trembling felt just on my cock as it kept up it 's relentless attack.

I fucked Mom faster.

'' Yeah momma ... yeah ... ooh yeah mamma ... ``

'' Travis sister ... bang me ... so good ... have sex me ... hump your slutty mommy ... fuck me like I deserve ... to be fucked ... fuck your slutty mom ... I 'm your slut ... shag your cruddy loose woman .... '' She seemed to like saying that. I liked it too.

I was at the detail of no rejoinder, a few to a greater extent seconds of this and I would be done.

'' I 'm going to cum, Mom ! I 've got to cum ! ``

'' Do it cocker ! Cum in me ... cum in my slutty cunt ... your Mom 's slutcunt ... cum in me ... ''

I did. I came. The plosion ripped through me as I drove my cock as intemperately and deep as I could into Mom 's puss. My throbbing cock loosed spurt after wonderful spurt deep inside her. It was like shooting gasoline into the lava, though. So fucking hot ... Mom 's pussycat suddenly contracted spasmatically, she moaned for God and Jesus and the holy fucks as she came.

I do n't know what was happening to Jeanine down there, was she she drowning ? I pulled out to ensure on her.

The second my tool came out, my sperms followed, flowing right down onto Jeanine 's tongue.

'' Mom ! She 's eating it all ! ``

'' Jeanine, save me some ! '' begged Mom.

Jeanine swallowed some, then held the relief in her mouth. She patted Mom on her ass,
indicating Mom should get off and come and get some.

Mom spun around and she and Jeanine kissed a cummy kiss.

I lay back on the bed, and then Mom came and kissed me with a slight bit of cum on her lips.

Slutty Mom !

After respective arcminute of cooling down, Jeanine said she had to leave.

'' No, do n't get up ! I 've got to get the kids. And ... it 's your special day, Cheryl. ``

We were disappointed, but at the Saami fourth dimension it was kind of nice just to be alone with each other. Jeanine let herself out.

I rolled on top of Mom and we kissed. And we french kissed. And we soul-kissed. And we kissed for many recollective minutes, not just a few moments.

I only broke the candy kiss to go to her nightstand and get out some Astro-Glide I had seen earlier. I fully lubed up my cock. Redeemer, I had never used this before. It felt great !

'' Where are you going with that thing ? '' Mom asked.

'' Hows the train schedule ? '' I asked.

'' The tracks are authorise ! '' Mom said, and she spread her legs encompassing for me.

I dribbled some of the lubricating substance from the nursing bottle right onto her little brown rosebud.

I crawled up on top of her, and squeezed some more lube into her left paw. She used that to channelise my prick in the right direction.

My rooster hit a rampart. No wait. There 's a little indentation in this wall. I pressed a little ... the indentation let me make a motion forward ...

I locked centre with Mom. She smirked and wiggled her rosehip and tried to circulate her peg wider.

With a sudden release of tension, my prick head poked through her sphincter. I was in ! Only seven inches to go.

With slight driving force, my stopcock forced it 's way deeper and deeper into Mom 's slutty consistence. Mom grimaced a mates times, but then she grabbed my ass and pulled me down. The lubricator overcame the friction and down I came.

Eight and a one-half in of cock, mine, were buried in Mom 's tight asshole.

'' Travis ... it 's been years ... before I married your father ... that anyone has done this. To me. ``

'' You like ? I do ''

She nodded. `` I do ! It 's so wrong ... this is all so wrong ... but I like being a slattern ... I 've pushed it

down so long ... it 's squeamish to let my freak out out ! Thank you, Travis. I love you, beloved. ``

I could n't think of anything else to say, except

'' Happy mother 's Day ! ``






( Thank you for reading ! - MoJo )