This is part 3, but also a story in itself! The weeks seemed to fly by and, before I knew it, the time had come for myself and my mother to leave for our holiday. I was still in the dark as to where we were actually going, as my mother placed her finger against my lips every time I tried to ask "Shhhh..." she would say "you'll have to wait and see like a good boy." I arrived at her house early on the Monday morning and was pleasently surprised to see her in a pair of butt-hugging pink shorts, sexy strappy sandles and a tight t-shirt. And of course she was bra-less so her full tits bobbed… 続きを読む

After my sexual encounter in my mothers bathroom, I purposely laid-low for a while and avoided anymore visits. It wasn't that I was ashamed about it all, it was quite the opposite in fact. The problem was that all I could think about was my rude and horny mother every minute of the day; her full curvy figure, her welcoming soft breasts, her long shapely legs and the tender way she had stroked my cock that evening to make me come. I was even trying to imagine what her cunt looked like; hairy or shaved. I was starting to lust for more and I couldn't seem to avoid it. I spent two weeks trying… 続きを読む

As a young man of 24 I had left home and got my own place. My mother and father had split many years before and I visited my mother once a week or so. On one occasion, after splitting with a long-term girlfriend and feeling down, I visted my mother at her house one evening. She had boyfriends now and again and as far as I knew she was single at the moment, as so was I. This made things better as I could talk freely, just being the two of us. So, we chatted most of the night and drank coffee and I felt really relaxed after a stressful week at work. Dressed in a short demin skirt, strappy hee… 続きを読む