Mom son the 1st Time

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Mom son the 1st TimeI have never told this to anyone before, but I just had to get it off my chest.About two years ago I visited, my mom, Margie, who lives in the country(by herself)she & my dad just couldn’t live together anymore, after us k**s(my sister & me) were gone, no bad blood between them but no love either. On the first day, I saw her on the bed reading, I caught a flurry of her hand, what I thought I’d seen was mom getting her hand out from up her dress. Masturbating ?I wondered.After all, mom was all of fifty, she was a lively, firm-bodied, younger looking woman.Later, when I came down from my shower, I saw her in her small veggie patch, weeding. She was a sight to behold as she bent, straight-kneed & her large tits hung like two melons as her hips & lush rump rose high & strained her wide-legged & roomy shorts. She stooped again & I stood there gaping down at my sudden erection.I went back upstairs & as I passed her door, I saw a few magazine on her bed, I went in picked up one, read the first few line which was about a mom getting it on with her son. My cock still hard from before got even harded (if that was possible).I took the mag to the bathroom with the intent of stroking away my hard-on.That’s when I saw the pretty, lacy panties in the hamper. When I picked them up, I noticed that they were soaked in the crotch.Before I knew it, I was, reading, sniffing & stroking my cock in a frenzy. God! They smelled canlı bahis like truly hot twat!Suddenly the door flew open & there stood mom, looking at me, her face beet red.She smiled a strangely tense smile, took her magazine from my nerveless fingers, & left the bathroom. My dick was still hard & I’d liked the long, long look my mom had given it. I stroked myself to a very quick cum.About an hour later Mom called out to tell me dinner was ready, Nervously I went down, sat down & ate.Not a word of the incident was mentioned throughout dinner. I was grateful & somewhat sad, some-how, mom usually liked to talk with a lot of near-horniness in her words. I’m pretty sure see caught me, eying her tits a few time during the meal, but all she did was smile.After dinner, we sat on the couch, watching the news or something (wasn’t really taking notice of the TV)Mom wore a flimsy, summery dress that left nothing to the imagination. I watched the sensuous sway of her hips & the pumping of her cheeks when she got up to get us a drink. She stepped between me & the coffee table & bent to set our drinks down. Before I even realized it, my hand had slid up her creamy warm thigh & stopped mid-way up. I felt her tense, heard her breath catch &she trembled. My hand shook as I slid it further up, to her panties to caress her hot silky pussy. She made a soft moaning sound but didn’t move. She whispered tremulously, Please Son continue & put bahis siteleri her hands on the table staying bent, waiting.Wordlessly, I took my hand out & lifted the hem of her dress. I gazed in wonder at how her lushly meaty cheeks were so well parted that her panties fell in a wide fold between them. I slowly & gently caressed them until her moans faded to sighs. I kissed them & she made a softly keening sound as I help her take her panties off. I kissed, sniffed almost inhaled them. Then kissed the pink rosette of her anus as she gasped & squirmed. She jumped up, turned,& gazed down at me wide-eyed & grateful surprise & a crimson face, whispering “OOH!”After we both got shed of our clothing, Mom knelt on the couch, facing me, her knee straddling my hips & gently came down, laying the warm softness of her pussy flush on my cock. I held her & kissed her long & wetly, then dropped my face to her cleavage. She whispered, “I haven’t been fucked in ten years”. As see reached down & started stroking my by now super rock hard pecker, “OH, please son I want & need it so badly”With that, I stood up cupping her sweet checks. Her legs came up around my waist.I held her with one arm, reaching down to my cock. She gasped a moan when it jabbed her silky-furred pussy. “Ohh my goddd” , I want it, I need it, she wailed, lowering then impaling herself on my pole.Her unbelievably hot, wet tight slot was a streaming swamp for my cock & bahis şirketleri she screamed, bucking, making it swim inside of her.I went around the table, laid her gently on the rug & fucked her to one orgasm after another, until I unloaded, what no doubt was the biggest load of cum, I ever had. It filled her so much, it flowed out of her & ran down to puddle in her hole-pit.I picked her up & carried her to her bedroom. We licked & caressed each other to another readiness, we fucked again & again until we both passed out.I woke in the morning swimming in waves of ecstasy, mom was holding my cock, licking my balls, then my anus & then my cock, she then wrapped her lips around my shaft & proceeded to give me the blow-job of my life. All to quickly I shot streams of jiz, splattered over her tit, her face & her mouth. And then mom showed me another side of her Kinky Horniness. While she was showering I came in, naked to piss. She stared avidly at my thick cock, hissing out “No, don’t, Not yet, I want it” She turned bending over, pulling her as checks apart. Piss up my holes! she hollered lasciviously as she squirmed her hips. I did just what she asked, I turned aiming my stream at her anus & pussy douching with my yellow gold, just when I thought she couldn’t get any more depraved she turned & grabbed my cock aimed it straight into her mouth & drank down the last of my piss. Her lewdness hardened me, I got into the shower with her & we fucked the shit out of each other. That was beginning of our i****tuous relationship, we have been fucking, sucking, pissing on, each other every chance I get to go to the country to see her (almost every weekend)

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