Dad had just left for employment and I sat at the kitchen table watching my Mom washing the breakfast stuff at the sink. With her book binding to me she certainly was a MILF, a mother I would wish to bonk. My mates have even confessed that my Mom had sometimes been in their imaginations as they wanked off, I of course told them that was upchuck, but secretly often did so myself but with the advantage of being able-bodied to withdraw her used panties from the washing basket and lying on my bed, smelling her womanly scent and licking the voider hoping that I have tasted her juice from the contact they had on her snatch. I never failed to have a massive climax at the mentation of knowing what her cunt could be like.

She stood with her back to me, her pale down blue jean stretched tight in all the right topographic point. I admired my Moms slightly pear shaped arsehole that the jean outlined perfectly. And when she turned the tightness of the material meant with little to no slack, the jean clung to her legs and tightly around her genitals and must be tight up to her slit.

"Why Melanie ?"I asked. I saw Mom stiffen slightly at the name. She attempted and failed to fathom topic of factly"What sweetie ”."Why did you decide to call up yourself Melanie when you work as a bawd ? ”. I felt my cock getting intemperately as I said that to my Mom, and seeing her reaction as she discovered her 18 year old son knew she fucked for money.

"I don, t know what your on about you silly boy"She replied, and started being more meticulous with drying the denture in her hired hand."Dad know ?"I asked, waited a few bit and continued"No of path he doesn, t. If he did you two would be divorced now for sure ”. Again Mom tried to babble her way out"Sweetie I don, t know what your on about, but I want you to stop this minute. You shouldn, t be talking or making made up allegations…especially about your own mother, so stop this minute."

I sighed and looked at Mom"you know Dave who comes round here sometimes don, t you…well he has a Old brother, Phil…he, s the punter who you fucked yesterday…ho and he said you were worth every penny… a right dirty bitch…his words. ”. mama face was getting flushed."Remember you let him take some pics as long as your expression didn, t show…he sent them to me, and your case can be seen reflected in a mirror"I turned my phone to her to show a image of a naked cleaning lady fingering herself on all Little Joe with a reflection of her case in a mirror, it was my Mom.

Mom saw the image and put both her deal to her face"I am so, so sorry Colin…you have to understand…I….I have needs…and your Father..I love him…but …oh god…..but our sex life is virtually non existent now. But I am going to block off now, I truly promise you. Just don, t William Tell him….please."

I looked at her"Mom I know you're a prostitute, and you will let anyone fuck your cunt who pays"Talking to my own Mom like that was a real routine on, and calling her vagina a cunt was raptus."You know Mom….I want to fuck your cunt…..I want you to prostitute yourself with your own son….In defrayal I wont tell Dad what I know…….It, s your twat or your marriage Mom ?"

"I Can, t Colin, It is totally ridiculous, you are my son for gods sake….. I am your female parent ! !."

"I know"I replied"That, s why..….I want to know what you are like as a fuck …I want to live what it, s like having my cock in my mommy cunt. Simple be my fancy woman and let me have it away you silly, or become my dissociate Mom ?"

Mom stood there weighing her options….either she lets me, her son have her sexually or face losing her marriage if Dad finds out she fucks men for money…..She looked at me"Ok Colin, you can sustain your way, in income tax return no one ever finds out what we do this first light, or what I have done in the past, which is now the past."

I nearly whooped with joy knowing I was about to fuck my Mom…see her raw, smell her, taste her. I tried to keep on an visual aspect of coolness"It says on your curriculum vitae you do DFK…that, s deep French kissing isn, t it ?. She nodded."Think we will start with that."I said.

I got up adjusted the position of my unvoiced cock in my trouser to a more comfortable place and walked towards my Mom. I kissed her on the cheek, then the other cheek, then a sight on her lips…..I looked at her then gave her a knockout passionate buss on the lip I held the rachis of her mind with my right hand pushing her lips further into mine, my tongue started forcing its way into my mom hot moist sass. The eroticism of Daniel Chester French kissing my Mom was awe-inspiring and knew there would be pre cum coming out of my cock because of it. I felt her tongue with mine and explorered it and the liaison that tongueing my Mom caused.

I removed my mouth from hers and leered at her and said"Come on"and grabbed her wrist and almost marched her from the kitchen and through the lounge to the base of the stairs where the strawman doorway was also. The door was full length frosted chicken feed, with a insert glass porch on the outside of it, so light could enter and shadowy images of pedestrians passing could be sort of made out. Suddenly I thought how erotic it would be to have my Mom there in the hallway when perhaps a few yards away our neighbours could be walking by and looking at our threshold not realising what I was doing to her.

I started kissing her deeply again"not here Colin…please ”."No"I replied"I want you here, now ”. I started unbuttoning her white cotton blouse. My hired hand trembling slightly knowing I was going to finally fulfil my dreaming of seeing my Mom naked for my joy or lust. I pulled the blouse of her while kissing her neck. My hand went to her left breast and I started fondling it. I needed to see her titty and moved my script to her back and the bra strap. I fumbled a bit before managing to unclasp it. I released her breast from her bra. Watched them settle slightly after the uplift the bra had supplied had gone. They were even better than I had imagined. I knew roughly what size of it they would be. But not how beautiful they would look with her erect mammilla on display.

I caressed and fondled both of Moms bosom in my hands feeling the pleasant cold-shoulder firmness of purpose of them and gliding my finger's breadth over her erect teat. I moved my mouth over her left mamilla and started kissing and sucking it. I was in heaven and slightly closed my tooth over the teat. Mom let out a audio"Not too intemperately Colin"she said. I kissed the nipple again then took it between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a arrest. She gasped. I smiled, looking in her optic, then moved my sass over her other mamilla whilst still twisting her leave alone nipple.

making my Mom gasp and moan as I worked her nipples was something I never dreamed I would pick up, but I was… and I was not going to ever draw a blank the audio she makes.

I knelt, kissed and licked her publicise stomach as I moved down. I reached her pie-eyed jeans. My get out hired man moved to her right prat cheek and I started kneading it. My right decoration tracing down the battlefront of her blue jean following the zip bank line to reached where the jean were between me and her cunt. I moved my hands to undo her jeans and slowly pulling down her zip. I saw Mom was wearing black panties…I knew them well from my she-bop sitting. I pulled the jeans down to her knees and started kissing her step-in over her right hip, then her left hip, then I started kissing along the top of the pantie above her groin…then I started kissing and smelling and tongueing the pantie stuff over Moms twat. This was practiced than I ever imagined when alone in my bedchamber with her step-in in one hand over my face and the early wanking my cock…way way better.

I stood abruptly and urgently discarded My T shirt, and pulled my jeans and pants off together to be completely naked in figurehead of my Mom. My rock hard shaft pointing towards her face. I moved to her, took her right hand and placed it around my firmly cock. I moved her arm back and away slowly, then she carried on solitary slowly wanking her sons peter. I looked in her eyes as she wanked me. She looked back at me as I slowly moved my right palm down her stomach and into her scanty. I felt her pubic hairsbreadth and sensed the hotness of her. I moved my script further and started rubbing up and down feeling her scratch. My middle finger automatically discovered her cunt hole. I Felt her moist sex juices and started fingering my Mom. We were still looking into each others eyes. I took my hired hand from her panty and put the finger's breadth I had in my Mom into my oral fissure tasting her sex. Mom kept the eye contact knowing her son now knew what her cunt was like to taste. I moved my hand down again pulling her panties onto her thighs and inserted two finger's breadth once again into her and started fingering her to a greater extent frantically.

Moms eff juice sounded so tawdry as I masturbated her frantically…her hand had stopped stroking my hammer, and now just gripped it tightly .Her heart still looked into mine, but now unfocussed. Her back talk was open and her breathing was arduous and faster. Her body spasmed, her free hand gripped my wrist tightly and her solid physical structure stiffened, her second joint and coxa shuddered as she orgasmed and squirted heavily.

I had just fingered my Mom and made her cum…I know what she orgasms like ! ! !. I knew I was about to cum myself so grabbed her head and forced her to her knee. I put my tool tip to her brim and pushed..her sass opened and I started fucking my momma sass and due to what I had just experienced over the net several mo it just took a few stroking to make me explode my pent up cum into her…and Redeemer did I cum, my cock muscles forcing every last bit of my sperm into her mouth. I gasped for breath and looked down and Mom started coughing and wiping her mouth and I knew she had swallowed near of it.

I knew I needed to have sex her snatch more than ever…."Ok Mom, lets go to bed and make out each former"I said to her as I gripped her arm…….she looked up my cum still on her face.

To Be Continued