If we overcome the moral foundations of the society in which we had to live, then I could confidently say that I attribute myself to people who do not know the boundaries in sex.
My mother is not a fabulous sex bomb, which sailed from the screen of the next porn gesture, but an absolutely normal woman of forty-five years. She is not slim, but not too full. She has a fairly large priest and large breasts.
My favorite pastime is to spy on her when she washes in the bathroom. I have a secret place where almost the entire bath is visible, only for this you need to climb a stool to the upper edge of the door.
Here she enters the bath, and I hear her sinking into the water. Taking a chair or stool from the kitchen, I creep on to the bathroom door and look inwards with trepidation. She lies in the water, closing her eyes, or dozing, or listening to the noise of water. Her breasts, not completely closed with water, rises by its dark brown circles and sticking nipples. I never saw my mother’s nipples did not stick out, even when she walked around the house in clothes, her tubercles were visible through matter. Its large breasts are enough elastic to “spread” but almost retain your shape. Slightly below her tummy, and somewhere, completely below, a black triangle of hair. Mom never shaved her pubis, but only cut her hair. From her appearance, I always get up. I unfasten the pants, take it out and begin to masturbate.
Sometimes I manage to spy how my mother caresses herself, quietly touching herself between her legs, and squeezing her chest with his other hand. They divorced her father for a very long time, and she did not have another man. Her desire was clear to me as I myself was deprived of female attention, although everyone thought differently. When my mother got into the bathroom to wash myself in the shower, I leaned to the bottom of the door to see her pussy. She spread her legs and washed herself there, pushing her finger over his labia labia, far out forward. Once I witnessed how my mother turned on the crane to the full and knelt down to him. The water from the tap flowed between her buttocks, and my mother swayed with pleasure. She wanted a man…
I often think about her, but I’m afraid that her upbringing will not allow her to surrender to her own son, no matter how she wanted it.
Remembering her in the bathroom, I often fantasize…
She lies in the bathroom, the door is not locked. I, in the same swimming trunks, stand in front of the door, and my member, clamped by swimming trunks, breaks into battle.
– Mom, I can enter, I need to brush my teeth?
– Yes, come in, I will just close the curtain.
I enter the bath, but my mother is not visible, she is somewhere there, behind the plastic curtain, almost not transparent. I brush my teeth for a long time so as not to leave the bathroom.
– Stas, give me a new shower gel.
I finished with brushing my teeth, took out the gel from the shelf and, pushing the curtain, gave it.
– Oh! – She cried out, realizing that she was standing in front of me at full height.
– Come on mom, I haven’t seen women naked.
– I’m not a woman, I’m your mother.
– Then even more so, I drank milk from your chest, then you were not shy?!
– You were small, and now it’s quite a man and, judging by your underpants, you have everything with potency.
– Mom, I was just excited from your appearance. You have a beautiful chest. I like big breasts.
– Okay, go already.
I reluctantly go out of the bathroom and go to my room, lie down on the bed and begin to imagine how I would like to touch her chest. I lie and touch my cock through my underpants, which is ready to explode.
– Stas, you are going to drink tea? – Mom asks, entering the room. She certainly saw how I hastily pulled my hand away from my member. She continued…
– I’m very sorry that I acted on you so much that you have to do self -satisfaction. You probably need to have a permanent girl. Okay, let’s go to the table.
I went out, as I was in swimming trunks, as I was preparing to sleep.
– You would get dressed, otherwise it is indecent to sit down at the table.
– Mom, you don’t like it?
– Why ask stupid questions? You yourself know what you like, you are already an adult boy, but you remain my son. Of course, I saw your penis when I bathed you, but then it did not stand with you, but was a small, wrinkled worm.
– You liked me to bathe?
– I liked it. It was funny to play with you, but you did not even understand that I was touching your innermost places. Then you began to be shy, and I no longer saw your development, since you were closing all the time.
– But I didn’t get up at all?
– At all. Let’s close this topic?
– Come on mom, I like to talk about it. And you wanted to watch how I grow?
– I will not answer this question.
– And you want to see it and compare it?
– Even if I want, there is still no.
I got up from my chair and came up close to her so that my hillock was right in front of her eyes.
– Look at him if you want. That in this such?
Mom still resists for a while, but when I take her hand and go to my penis, she squeezes him slightly and no longer removes him.
– Yes, mom, touch him, – I already pray to her.
Mom squeezes him and strokes him quietly, to which he reacts with light trembling. Then she pulled her elastic with panties a little and dragged them down. At first, the straps covered with his hair, then the base of the penis, then the trunk, the head and now it fell out of the swimming trunks and stood in front of its eyes in all its glory.
– Oh! How beautiful it is.
Mom wrapped his hand around him, squeezed it and slightly moved her hand over the trunk. I was numb with pleasure and stood, afraid to move.
– Do you like it?
– Like.
– You want me to continue?
– Yes, mom, yes!
She began to caress me with full force, which brought me into indescribable delight. She jerks off my cock, and I stand and my legs give way. Suddenly, I feel that she touches her lips to him. I open my eyes, and at that moment she half takes him in her mouth. I could not stand it and finished in her mouth. Mom choked and sperm flowed from her mouth to a dressing gown.
– Sorry, your father never lowered my mouth, I did not know that you would end so quickly.
– Mom, I’m very good, very nice.
She removed her hand from the penis, but he did not think to sink. Mom began to wipe his chin with her hand, on which my sperm continued to drain. I stood and looked at this magnificent picture.
I knelt down in front of her and pulled her dressing gown by the floors to push him out.
– Stas, don’t. I’m already an old woman for you.
– No mothers, you are a beautiful woman and I want to see you, see without clothes.
I pulled a bathrobe from her and stared at her body. My cock was in shape again. Slowly, a little uncertainly, I touched my chest. Mom shuddered.
– Squeeze strongly, I like it when it is strong.
She reached out and, taking it to a member, began to caress him again. She leaned over for this, and her breasts hung down. I got up and again inserted her dick into her mouth, she took him with pleasure. I saw that she was caressing herself, and easily pushing her away, knelt down and tilted her head to her pussy. She spread her legs wide, opening my whole view. I eagerly dug into her clitoris, and after a few seconds she, trembling, finished, groaning. I got up, caressing myself with my hand, cum on her chest… She smiled and kissed my wet dick. There was still a whole night ahead…
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