In my dream, I stood on a meadow full of spring.
I'm naked.
Around me, no more than 30 feet away from me, stand all the people I know and have known my family, friends, teachers, bosses, colleagues, all of them.
They were all looking at me, but I didn't feel embarrassed.
I turned around and glanced at the crowd around me until I saw her, on the inside of the circle, looking at me: My mom.
She was wearing a beautiful sundress with bright red flowers on the hem of the yellow skirt.
I walked towards her.
Randy, what are you doing?She asked me, why are you naked?
Shh, mom.I said, put my fingers on my lips, it doesn't matter, come with me.
I took her hand and guided her back to the center of the circle.I smiled at her, and she smiled back, with love and confusion on her face.
Then I reached my hand to the collar of her clothes and pulled the clothes off her without any effort.
Now, my mother is naked.
Motherhood and growth left traces on her; even in my dreams, I could see that she was twice as old as mine.
But she is also young, toned and beautiful.
To me, she is not just a mother, she is also the sexiest woman in the world.
I want her to be my lover, no matter where.
Her hands were always on both sides of her body.She didn't try to hide her naked body from anyone, but she asked: Randy, what are you doing to me?
I'll do it for you, mom, I said, I'll do it for you and everyone.
In this way, I took her hand, bent my knees and leaned against the grass, and soared into the air.
Mom also soared into the air with me, we flew to the clouds, and all the people we knew stretched their necks to look at us, soaring in the sky above their heads, gradually disappearing from sight.
When we reached the first cloud, I lay down and pressed my mother's body against me.
It was time to fuck her, and I pushed her thighs away with one hand, while my cock was pushing upwards hard, ready to enter her body.
But I missed.
When I tried again, I didn't succeed.
I kept trying, but still failed.
Amid my hard roar, I heard my mother's voice, which was low at first, but louder and louder.
Wake up, Randy, her voice is calling.
But I don't want to wake up.I want to have sex with her.I kept trying, but every time I pushed forward, my cock didn't hit the target.I kept trying, but still failed.
Wake up, Randy, Mom kept saying, the voice became louder and clearer.
I pushed the ground harder and finally made up my mind that my dick would definitely reach its goal.
I thrust it hard again, but my dick made another mistake, and it hit her hips, bent at an angle that shouldn't have been bent.
Ouch!
Then I woke up.
Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was the white soft cheese ceiling above my head.
The second thing I saw after looking around was a scattered blonde hair on my crotch.
That's mom.
She held my penis with her hands and stuck out her tongue, the tip of her tongue was only an inch away from the congested glans.
My mother looked at me, her eyes shining with lust and prank.
Happy birthday, sleepy, she said.Then she opened her mouth wide and took me in.No delays, no rituals.
Heaven is really not a dream; it is in the world, on my bed, my mother's wet red lips tightly wrapping my swollen penis.
Today, I am 20 years old and I have never felt so wonderful in all these years.
This is the best birthday gift I have ever received.
My mother sucked me deeply, but it was not fast and not very strong.
The result of this is that she keeps me in a high state of excitement and excitement, but it doesn't make me release soon.
I was very happy because I didn't want my mom to stop; I wanted to enjoy the way my mom's mouth felt to me as much as I could.
I closed my eyes and focused all my attention on the sound and feeling of my mother's oral sex.
Her head was swaying up and down, her mouth slowly and luxuriously sucked me in, and released me out for a few minutes.
Suddenly, my mother stopped.I opened my eyes and looked at her.Her mouth held my cock's head, but she closed it and looked at me.
It's just an appetizer for breakfast, she said, you have to wait until the dinner tonight's birthday celebration.
Mom, you can't do this!I said sadly, if I had to wait all day, I would be suffocated to death.
You won't die, Randy.You might be a little bit, well, need to.But you have to wait.I have a job, you have a job and a school.When we are separated, you don’t do things yourself.I promise you that the waiting is worth it.She gave me a naughty smile.
Does this mean we finally want to...
She interrupted me.
No, I won't tell you what your gift is.This would be a surprise.But you will like it.Now go take a shower and then we have breakfast together.You're going to school soon, you have to be ready.
Mom is right.
I slept late and I was about to go to class in less than an hour.
My mother left the room and I walked to the bathroom. My penis was still extremely hard and stood straight in front of me.
Under the hot water spray in the shower, I quickly tried to get rid of myself, but I didn't, because I remembered my mom's words.
Today I will have to endure a strong sense of sexual frustration.
I hope to end it all the night my mom and I celebrated my birthday.
15 minutes later, I walked into the kitchen, wearing work clothes khaki pants and company Pl shirt but still barefoot.
Mom is making pancakes and sausages, two of my favorite breakfasts.
She turned her back to me, wearing a short nightgown in white waffle-patterned pattern she had worn before.
The robe was placed high on her thighs, revealing her long and beautiful legs with a strong muscular body.
Mom is playing music on her phone that is set aside.
That was Warrant's "Cherry Pie", an old 1980s song.
I remember my mother once told me that this was a vocal band.
I still remember the video I saw on YuTube.
In the video, a blonde hottie wore a miniskirt and red lipstick, twisting around the studio.
I thought it was fun, and my mom and I loved the old and noisy rock music.
It's old to me, maybe not that old to mom.
You can make my cherry pie, mom, I think.
I walked to my mother and gave her a kiss.
She turned around and I saw her nightgown unbuttoned.
The moment the robe opened, I saw her nipples and also caught a glimpse of the small gap between her legs.
She smiled and we kissed quickly.
Good morning, happy birthday, son.She said breakfast will come soon.
I walked to the kitchen table, and my mother followed me with two plates and food in a minute.
When she sat down, the bathrobe had not been tied up and a crack had been cracked, as if nothing big of a deal.
She crossed her legs and hid the thing between her legs, but the breasts on her were completely exposed to my hungry gaze.
I have a hard time focusing on breakfast.
Mom, I said to her after taking a few big bites.
What's up?She replied.
You're driving me crazy.I was still hard looking at you this morning.You have to help me.
Randy, Mom said to me, I know today is your birthday.But you have to endure it.You will receive a gift tonight.Trust me, it would be better if you wait any longer.You don't have much time left.
I paused and looked into her eyes.
Does this mean we are going to have sex, mom?I asked her.
I know it's strange to ask my mom.
But I couldn't help it.
I want her so much that my needs overwhelm all my sanity.
Randy, Mom said, this is not suitable.You shouldn't assume anything.You will love your gift.But if I tell you what the gift is, I'm not a good mom.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
I think we all jumped.
I knew my mother jumped because her napkin robe was cracked, revealing more things than before, even for a moment.
Mom quickly put her robe together, stood up and walked towards the door.
I stood up but waited in the kitchen, grabbed a greasy sausage from the pan and chewed it at the kitchen bar.
I heard the door open in the kitchen, and then I heard a man talking to my mother.
That's my dad.
I don't know what they are talking about, but from their tone you can tell the conversation was nervous.
After a minute, the sound became lower and the footsteps became louder and louder.
Dad walked into the kitchen with a gift bag in his hand.
I'm sure this is my birthday gift.
He approached me, gave me a hug, and placed the bag on the kitchen bar next to me.
Mom followed him.
Happy birthday, Randy!He said, how are you?
Very good, dad.I said.
Dad doesn't like to stay in sad moments.He left the kitchen and looked around.Mom stood quietly beside me and looked at him.
Yingjia, you have made this place well.He said, I like it very much.
After looking around, my father stood on the other side of the bar, separated from me and my mother.
Randy, open your gift.Dad said.
I pulled the wrapping paper out of the bag, reached in, and took out the gift.
It was a zoom lens, a lens that fits my camera, and it was better than the one I had.
I have to admit that it was a good gift; Dad remembers the type of camera I have and he knows what kind of lenses are suitable for my camera.
Wow, Dad, this is awesome!I said sincerely.
I really like taking nude photos of my mom with the camera lens you gave me, Dad, I thought to myself, of course I didn't say it out.
I looked at my mother beside me, and she looked at me, and I could tell that she knew exactly what I was thinking.She smiled.
My father asked me how I was doing in my studies and work.
We had a great chat.
I couldn't help but notice how intimate my mother was standing beside me.
While my father was talking to me, I felt her hand behind me, touching my hand outside my dad's sight.
Her hands pulled my hands towards her until my fingers brushed across the hem of her robe.
I know what mom wants.
I had to move my hands and arms carefully so that dad didn't notice what I was doing, so I moved my body a little while standing there to divert his attention.
While doing this, my hand spread the front of my mother's nightgown and reached between her legs. My mother also cooperated to spread her legs.
My fingers found her sexual organs and one finger reached into her body.
Mom is wet.
I know she will.
Dad and I continued to chat, while Mom leaned against me, my fingers shaking in her vagina.
Dad must have thought it was strange when he saw his mother wearing a short white nightgown, obviously not wearing anything inside. He stood so close to his son, but he said nothing.
However, I noticed that my dad's eyes often stayed on my mom's chest, where the robe was completely separated, revealing an attractive cleavage.
Dad may have left Mom for a younger woman, but I know he knows she is beautiful and her beauty still attracts him deeply.
She is mine now, dad, I think my fingers are exploring the depths of my mother.
After we chatted for a few minutes, Dad said he had to leave, Mom pulled me away, and my fingers popped out of her body silently.
My dad and I hugged and said goodbye.He also said goodbye to his mother, but there was no hug.He left.
Are you quarreling?I said, it sounds like you are arguing.
It's still the same, my mother said that he has always been dissatisfied with the divorce agreement and wants to get something back.I told him not.There is nothing to worry about.
I paused and said: Our behavior just now was too naughty.In front of dad.
What dad doesn’t know won’t hurt him, mom said, and today is your birthday.
After saying this, we returned to the kitchen and finished breakfast together.
Mom was wearing her nightgown all the time and nothing happened between us, but the belt that fixed the nightgown looked very loose and the result was her thighs and cleavage that gave me a charming show.
I was very excited throughout the breakfast period.
I know my mom is teasing me.
Are you very tired today, my dear?Mom asked me.
Yes, I said frustratedly, go to school, and then go to work.I'll get off work at half past six.Thinking of mom, thinking of what might happen when we celebrate our birthday, I can’t imagine how I can stick with it.
OK, go home on time at 7pm, she said, can you do it?
I will be on time, mom, I said, I won't be late for a minute.
This is my good kid, my mother said with a smile.
Her hands reached to the belt of the robe.
She untied her belt and her robe fell off, revealing her body.
I pulled the distance between us closer and pulled back both sides of her nightgown.
Oh my God, you are so beautiful, mom, I said.This is true.Her nude body is like a painting.
I'm glad you like what you see, she said, I like you looking at me.
I want to look at you as much as possible, I said.
Randy, Mom said, uncertainty suddenly enveloped her face. Is this OK?What are we doing?I won't mess you up because of what we're going to do, do I?I want to do this, but sometimes…I don't know.I feel very guilty, I am your mom, and my mom and son shouldn't do this.
I looked away from her hot body, trying to read the meaning of it from her eyes searching for me.
It's okay, mom.I said, you won't mess with me.I want this.I want you.I feel like you are mine as we stand in the kitchen opposite Dad and my fingers are inserted into your body.I like that feeling, I love you.
I love you, Randy.She said, I also like that feeling, that feeling that belongs to you.I want that feeling, too.
She put her hands on my shoulder and kneaded them, and we kissed.I only felt my mother's tongue flashing, and she pulled my hand away.
You have to go to school, I still have work to do, it’s time to leave.
She closed her robe.
Put your phone next to you, she said, I may contact you from time to time.
OKI said in confusion.Mom obviously has any thoughts, I want to know what it is.
I want to spend more time with her and figure it out, but I still have classes to do, so I must hurry up.
20 minutes later, I sat in front of a desk in the middle of a half-full classroom, listening to the professor's lecture.
I have a hard time focusing.
I felt a buzzing sound.
It was my phone; out of respect for the class, the ringtone was turned off.
I held the phone in front of me and placed it under the edge of the table so that the professor would not see me looking at the phone.
I glanced at it and the text message icon showed a message coming in.
I remembered what my mother said, so I opened it.
I almost jumped up in my seat.
The photo was taken from the back of the mother, right inside the front door of the house, which was open.
My mother put her hands behind her and on the floor beside her, her legs spread out and her whole body was naked.
She set the timer on her phone and she placed herself in a position where her neighbor could see her naked and her legs spread out.
It was shockingly bold and incredibly pornographic.
It's hard to believe that I really saw my mom doing this, my mom, that respected, loved neighbor, and a highly respected HR manager in a well-known company.
I can't believe she would take such a risk for me.
I suddenly realized that there were people around me, and my curious eyes might see something I didn't want them to see.I put my phone tightly on my chest, took a last look, and then put it away.
However, the images on my phone have been imprinted in my brain, making it even more difficult for me to understand what the professor said.
My body twitched, and my hands and feet kept beating for the rest of my class time.
Finally, the get out of class was over and I escaped.
I thought there would be another lesson soon, but that wasn't the case.
In a high fever of sexual excitement, I had to endure two more classes that were equally boring.
During lunch, I met with a few friends.
Alex and Tucker are among them.
We sat on a practical but unlovely cement bench outside the cafeteria.
Alex and I were eating sandwiches, while Tucker ate greasy pizza voraciously.
Hey Randy, Alex asked during the meal, how are your mom?She was so nice and helped in the football game a few days ago.
It was Ah, Tucker said, too lazy to swallow the pizza cubes in his mouth first, her performance was wonderful.The best.
I glared at Tucker.
Damn, Tucker, Alex replied, you're such a bastard!You shouldn't say that to Randy.
The implication is that when I was away, it was nothing he said to Alex and Mason.
Come on, Tucker said, we all know that Randy has the sexiest mom in the universe.Randy must know.His mother knows it too.The dress she wore...
Tucker!I said.
After I had so many impure thoughts about her, I couldn't get so angry with him, but I had to at least pretend not to agree.
To be honest, I do disagree.
I felt a surge of jealousy.
Mom is mine, I think.
Stay away from her, Tucker, I think.
OK, OK, Tucker said, raising his hand full of pizza to surrender.
Let's talk about Mason's mom.She is not sexy at all.Will you feel better this way?
Don't mention mom.Alex said.
Amen.I said.
The phone rings.I've turned on the volume.
I pulled out my cell phone and turned my face so that neither Tucker nor Alex could see it.I'm pretty sure I know what to see next and I can't share it with them.
I swiped the screen of my phone and opened the photo in the text message.
It was my mother again, from her waist up, she was wearing a milky white top.
She seemed to be in the company's conference room, sitting at a large table but facing the table.
Behind her, you could see a large table, with six colleagues sitting around her.
I can't figure it out.
Of course, she looks very pretty, but she is not sexy at all in the photo.
At this moment, another ping-pong sound came.I called up the photo from the new email.
Damn, I think.
This photo was taken in the same place. After a while, my mother turned around and left her desk.But this photo only shows the mother's waist below.
Her separate knees were on both sides of the photo, and in the middle of the photo, against the backdrop of her thighs and a striking short skirt, was her pussy without underwear.
On the edge of the photo, I could see the legs of other people sitting at the table around her.
I can't believe the risks my mom took.
I don't know how she did it.
No matter how she did it, the effect was still there.
I was both surprised and excited.
Your new girlfriend sends you a text message?Tucker asked.
I turned my eyes from my phone to my friends and I realized my mouth was wide open.
No, no, I stammered.
This...it's nothing.
It doesn't look like nothing, Tucker said, but no matter what.You don't have a new girlfriend, right?You'll tell us, right?
No, I didn't, I said, yes, I will.I don't have a girlfriend.
I took a sneak peek at the photo again and put away my phone.If my mother continues to mess around like this, it will be difficult for me to hide the relationship between her and me.
After lunch, we got up and went to the next class.Before parting, Alex and Tucker wish me a happy birthday.
My mom didn’t send me any new photos, and I was sitting in the classroom doing the last class of today, both excited and upset.After class, I got into the bus and went straight to work.
The store was filled with enthusiastic customers, who kept me busy and stopped thinking about my hot and eczema-exposed mother.
I had to keep my phone in my pocket.
Playing with your mobile phone during working hours is a violation of company regulations.
An hour after work, I was talking to a couple about TV choices when I suddenly felt a familiar buzz coming from my pocket.
I want to take out my phone to see the information, but I have to take care of my customers first.
They asked me one question after another, and were swaying about which TV to choose, and it took a long time to go.
Finally, they made a decision.
They bought the TV and left.
I satisfied another customer.
I went to the bathroom for a while and almost impatient to see the photos my mother sent me.
I walked through the electronics aisle and came to the other side of the store.
As soon as I entered the bathroom, I locked myself in a compartment.
I took out my cell phone and looked at the photo.
I thought I wouldn't be surprised anymore now, but the new photos not only surprised me, but also surprised me.
The photo shows the mother lying on her desk in her private office on the fourth floor.She knelt on her knees, her fingertips pressed against the desk beside her, and her chest raised her head.She stared at the camera of her phone.
She was naked.
Even more surprisingly, the suction cup-type dildo was fixed on the desk beneath her and inserted into two-thirds of her body.
Behind her, I saw part of the door to her office.
The door is closed.
Thank goodness.
I know that my mom's office has some privacy, but I don't know if there are locks on the door, nor how often people come.
It was time-consuming and very dangerous to ask her to take off all her clothes, raise her phone camera, and pose for photos.
I have to respond to this.I replied to a text message:
This is all the words I can think of.
My head was blank and my penis was harder than ever.I could hardly stop missing my mother.But unfortunately, I had to keep working and work for a while.
Time passes by minute by minute, and the frequency and urgency of my time are getting higher and higher.Finally, my work is over.I ran out of the store, unsteady and lost control and wanted to go home.
The sun has set, and the west sky is a mixture of rose and purple.
I jumped into the car and ran home quickly.
My hands were manic and tightly clasped the steering wheel.
I'm going home, back to my mother, back to my birthday celebration, back to... some things.
I don't know what it is.
But my mom said I would like it.
A few minutes later, I drove into the driveway.
I jumped out of the car, crossed the sidewalk, and came to the front door.
The amber glow from the porch light illuminated a note on the door.
Randy is written in large and smooth words.
I opened the note and read the short message.
Come in, the door is open.Put your stuff at the entrance inside the door and walk to the living room and sit on a wooden chair.Then wait.
I opened the door, and my expectant breath was almost suffocating.
Inside the house, the lights were brightly lit.
But candles were burning everywhere, and a faint light shone brightly, illuminating the entire room.
Following my mother's instructions, I put down my backpack, picked up my phone, wallet and keys and placed them on my backpack.
Mom disappeared.
The house is very quiet.
On the wall where you enter the door is a large hand-painted card with neat font written: Randy, Happy Birthday.
I didn't know where my mother was or what else I could do, so I followed her instructions and walked into the living room.
Candles were lit everywhere in the living room, but the areas where the candlelight could not be shined were pitch black.
The chairs and tables were pushed aside, freeing up a large area of space on the wooden floor in the middle of the room.
There was a thick wooden chair with armrests on one side, facing the room.
I think this is too strange.But I still sat on the chair as my mother asked.
I glanced at the room and pricked up my ears to look for my mother's traces.
For a whole minute, I heard nothing.
Suddenly, the chords of the electric guitar sounded in the room and I jumped up on the chair.
The sound surrounded me.
The sound comes from several speakers, which must have been set up by my mother in the room.
I didn't notice them before in a dark environment, but now I've noticed them.
I also recognized the song: Danzig's Mother.
I smiled mockingly.
Mom has a sense of humor.
Then I saw her.She seemed to appear in the room out of thin air, walked from the corner of the dark room to the middle of the floor, and appeared in front of me.I was dumbfounded and my cock became hard.
You truly live when you see that your mom is not only dressed like a stripper, but also looks like a total stripper.
Mom looks like this.
Her feet were on transparent plastic heels, shoulder-width.
My eyes moved up from the floor along her slender and tender legs until her thighs disappeared under the shiny baby blue shorts that didn't have more than three inches on the side seams.
The front of the shorts stretched down to just an inch above her sexual organs, if so.
Above the belt of the shorts, the mother's slender, muscular torso extends to the bottom of a tight white top, with black sexy and mom printed on each protruding breast of the top.
My mother's hair was fluffy and swollen, turning into a thick, enchanting and dirty golden color.
Her hair was scattered wildly on her bare shoulders.
She looks like the hottie from the 1980s music video.
But it's even hotter.
She is not like a housewife who plays a stripper.She looks like a real stripper.
Her movements were very similar, too.
After a slow prelude, the song's rhythm suddenly accelerated, fierce and wild.
My mother's body also danced.
Her hips sway to the rhythm of the song, and her hands danced to the lyrics.
Mom's body swayed to the deep bass of the song.
For the first time I realized that my mom really can dance.
This song is not easy to dance, but mom did it.
She stood less than 10 feet away from me, her hips swaying and her arms raised over her head.
At first, she danced against me, her chest thrusting outwards and her hips tilted backwards.
Her loose blonde hair sprayed in all directions as she moved.
With just one slap, she turned around, her butt almost pressed against my face, swaying and spinning to the music.
Mom fell to the ground, supporting the floor with her fingertips and the toes of her high heels.
She began to twist her butt at me, her butt twisting up and down to the rhythm of the music.
I could only let myself stay in the chair and didn't jump forward and catch her.
While still on the ground, my mother sat up, faced me, and quickly took off her top.
She was wearing a small bra on her upper body.
She walked around so that I could see clearly.
The fabric was thin and shiny, and my mother's hard nipples were looming under the fabric.
The bra is just a decoration, without any support, and her breasts shake uncontrollably as the mother moves with the music.
Mom's butt hit the floor, lifted her shorts quickly and lifted her legs up along her legs until they flew away from her body in a steep arc.
Now, my mom is wearing only a small pair of thongs and bras.
Looking at her, I was amazed at her skills.
I think she's done this before.
I don't know when and where, but I know she's done it before.
I don't know something about my mother, but she let me see her past.
I want to know all of this.
The song climaxed, the last chord just ended, and the next one started: Another song by Danzig She rode
The craze of the first song gave way to the slow, steady, seductive rhythm of the second song.
Mom's body has been adjusted.
Her body slowed down and entered a sexy and light rhythm.
She stood up, jumped closer to me, her eyes kept staring at me.
She approached me.
I could hardly control myself in the chair, but I still had it.
This is my mom's performance and I don't want to interrupt her.
Just before her knee touched mine, she turned around and placed her thong-clad butt on my thigh.
My mother danced a lap dance for me and it was very good.
Her perky butt just touched the penis under my pants, and she twisted gently on me.
I stood up and let her feel my hardness.
I had reached the pinnacle of excitement and I knew if mom continued, I would cum in my pants, but she seemed to know that, and her butt lifted from me before I orgasm.
She staggered forward until she was a few feet away from me before turning around.
Her hand reached to a button between her breasts. A second later, her bra opened with a snap and the cup popped out. My beautiful mother's delicate and beautiful breasts popped out freely, endless, unrestrained, and unhindered in my hungry gaze.
My mother leaned forward and brought her plump, swinging breasts closer to me.
I reached out to grab it, but she pulled it away.
She shook her finger at me, as if saying: Bad boy.
I stared at my mother intently, both intoxicated and incredible.
Now, I have seen my mother's naked and hot body.
I poked it, poked it, and stabbed it with my eyes, hands, and tongue.
Her nude body is no longer mysterious.
But it is still a miracle, a wonderful and otherworldly beauty, and every pore and cell in my body wants her.
As she danced for me, my eyes were fixed on her, only a pair of tiny thongs blocked her body, preventing her from being naked.
She wanted to be naked for me.
I could tell from her eyes and body movements.
She swayed and squatted on the ground.
Her butt swung down and fell to the ground, with her elbows resting on the ground, her knees together, and I saw her hands hooking the edge of the string of her thong and pulling it up.
The panties rose from her butt and along her slender legs, they touched the plastic strippers.
A pair of underwear ropes briefly stuck on one of the heels before they were taken out, then the thongs flew in the air and finally fell on the floor, tangled into a small pile.
Now, my mom is completely naked.She wanted me to see her.
She put her legs together, then crossed her legs, then spread her legs straight, and the stripper's heels pointed to the walls on both sides of the room.
Her hand reached between her legs and opened herself to me, her labia spread backwards, and her pink vaginal folds were visible.
I can't help it.My hands grabbed my crotch.My penis became hard and tightly pressed against my pants.
Mom lifted her butt off the ground, her legs still spread out, and her vagina was still open, exposed, wet.Under the candlelight, the moist and pink vaginal flesh inside my mother's open labia was shining.
Mom turned around and stepped back her knees and plastic heels so her butt was only a few feet away from me.She spread her legs and her hands on the floor.
Her butt was swinging wildly, exposed to me.Her body swung to the rhythm of the music for more than a minute.
Mom stood up and turned around.
She swayed towards me.
Her hand was pressed down on my penis in my pants.
It was so hard that it was uncomfortable and bent to the side in my pants.
Mom's hands started working, busy on my belt buckle and zipper.
The belt buckle was loosened and my mother's hand quickly pulled my pants off.
The pants slid across my thighs and knees and wrapped around my ankles along with my boxers.
My waist was naked below, and my penis stood straight, paying tribute to my hot mother.
My mother's slender fingers moved forward, grabbed my penis and gave her massage.
My mother masturbated me, but the speed could not be too fast and the strength could not be too strong.
She doesn't want me to orgasm yet.
Her hips were raised, her legs spread out, straddling me, and my cock was harder and straighter than ever before, pressing against my mom's labia before I realized what was going on.
My hard penis faced upwards, and my glans was pressed against my mother's clitoris.
The thin petals of my mother's vagina spread to both sides, setting off my penis, and urgently welcomed it into my mother's body.
I haven't entered her body yet, but my penis has already hit the inside of her wet and awkward body, covered with her body fluids, and I know we're about to get married.
My mother kept staring into my eyes.
Her hands clutched me tightly, and it guided me.
She stood up, her fingers guided me, my penis head in her direction, instantly pressed to her entrance, waiting for me anxiously, openly, hungrily.
Mom stopped by her arms around my cock, and I shivered as I expected what was about to happen.
My mother and I pushed forward at the same time, and finally, I entered her body.The time is no more than one second.Mom sat on my lap, she pressed down, I pushed up, I filled her, once, forever.
I fucked my mom.She sat on me and looked at me, my cock penetrated deeply into her body.
At that moment, my feelings could not be summarized in a word, a phrase, or a sentence.
My penis head was stuck deep inside my mother, close to her cervix.
The woman who gave birth to me is now sitting on my lap, her penis and vagina are tightly connected.
No matter what happens in the future, this moment can never be restored.
Mom is my lover, for better or worse, now or in the future.
My mind was full of demand and desire for her pussy.
I grabbed her hips, lifted her up, and pulled her back to me.
Mom raised her head and gasped, I knew she wanted it too.
I controlled the rhythm, lifted her up quickly and vigorously, and pulled her back to me, trying to push myself deeper every time.
My mother and I were fucking each other.
I fucked her hard, and she pushed me hard.
We sway and push and pull each other.
I penetrated her deeply, as deep as possible.
My mother's delicious body makes way for me, accepting every quick, eager insertion of my insertion and welcomes more insertion.
I closed my eyes for a while, savoring the feeling of having sex, but not long after, I opened my eyes again and admired my mother's figure.
My mother's naked body was undulating in front of me under the uneven flashing candlelight, lying on my legs.
Her plump breasts were shaking, and her nipples looked hard and black under the faint light.
My penis fills her wholeheartedly.
I need to release it inside her.
I need my mom to feel the splash of my semen.
Not long after.Mom is too soon, I can tell.Her breathing became more and more rapid and shallower, and she would whimper every time I quickly and forcefully inserted into her body.
Randy, mom mumbled, putting her hands around my neck and grabbing my hair.
Mom, I roared, pressing my hands against her hips, letting her lean against me.
My mother and I don’t know how long it took.Time is meaningless.While my mother and I had sex wildly, time was waiting.
Suddenly, I felt her whole body spasm.
She cried, trembling, I let go, and all my desires, frustrations, and needs were fulfilled at this moment.
My penis ejaculated in my mother's vagina and sprayed again and again.
My hands gripped her hips hard, making sure she got everything I could give.
I felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally, my semen shot into my mother's body and into where I wanted it.
Mom screamed as my cock emptied.We shivered together and I grabbed her waist.Her fingers clutched my shoulders, almost in pain.
My mother and I walked out of our climax with trembling, our arms clinging to each other.
After a few minutes I don’t know how long it took for me to come back from my climax and I began to realize the feeling of my hand on my mom.
My fingers reached towards her smooth buttocks.
I squeezed her skin with my fingers.
Damn, I said, I did it.I seduced you, I seduced my mom.
My mother's eyes were groggy and bright because of the fucking, but after hearing what I said, her eyes quickly returned to focal length. She stared at me, with a playful and comprehensible smile on her face.
You seduced me?She asked, do you think so?Randy, I think you need to know something.
She shook her hands on my legs, put her hands on my face, gently stroked my cheeks with her fingers while her pussy was still tightly against my cock.
I've wanted you for a long time, Mom said, at least six months.I remember when it started.You finished running in the afternoon and returned home.You were not wearing a shirt and were sweating all over, and I noticed the muscles on your chest for the first time.After divorced your father, I was horny and depressed, and I needed a man.Online dating is not effective.Suddenly, I noticed you.My son, you are more like a man than any man I know.
But I feel guilty about it, I am your mother, I shouldn't have those...feelings about you.I tried to put them aside.
But you caught up with me when I was running that day, I saw the look you looked at me, the look you looked at me excited, we stood on the mountain together, the sun set, the look you looked at me... It melted me.Can I tell from your eyes and body reactions, am I right?
Yes, I replied, I never felt you sexy until then.You are my mother.But from that day on, I can never remember how sexy you are.
I can see that, she said.
When you look at me, I see the desire in your eyes.I like this feeling.I want more.I showed off to you on the sofa that night.Do you think that was an accident?That's not an accident.
I was deeply shocked by my mother's words.Everything between me and my mom over the past few weeks is different than I thought.
I want you, Mom continued, but I can't say it directly.So, I let you make the decision.I feel bad about your mom wanting you, but I think if you are the one with your own opinions, then there will be no problem.I saw the desire in your eyes. You want me, and I want to give myself to you, but I can't do it right now. I have to be sure that this is right.It took me a long time to make sure that this was right.Now we are together.
My mother stopped talking and put her lips on my lips, and I kissed her back.She straddled my lap, my cock stuck straight and deep inside her, even though I had just orgasm.
I think maybe my mom wants to chat rather than have sex.
I started pulling out of her, but my mom grabbed my ass and stopped me from doing so.
She put her head on my face and said softly and anxiously to my ear.
Stay in my body, she said.So, even though we were all exhausted, we continued to have sex.
I think we crossed the line tonight, I said to her.Her hands were still on my butt, pressing me tightly against her, and she began to gently shake her hips, pushing against my butt.
I think we should try different boundaries.She said, or not set boundaries.
Somehow, my penis started to harden again, and I felt her wet vagina tightly clamp and squeeze my thicker and hardened penis.
I stared at my mother's green eyes that were shining with love and desire, deep and bottomless.
I fuck, mom, I whispered, you are so sexy.
A good mom would want to be sexy by her son, she said.
She kissed me, and I kissed her back.It's not the kind of kiss a mother and son should have, but we did it.
Is it OK to carry me to the bed?She said.
Despite the difficulty, I picked her up.
I stood on the floor of the living room, holding her butt with both hands, my mother's legs clamped me, and my vagina was tightly wrapped around my cock.
Every time I take a step, my cock will rub against her vagina and the head of my cock will hit her cervix.
I walked to her bedroom step by step and I was about to fuck her on her bed. I was extremely excited when I thought of this.
I pressed her on the bed, her legs loosened and spread to both sides, my cock still stuck inside her vagina, but one-third remained outside.
She raised her butt and swallowed the whole cock.
Fuck me, baby, I like you fuck me.Her beautiful eyes were filled with affection, and she looked at me silently.
Mom, I like to fuck you too.I said.
I began to confirm what I said with my actions and began to fuck her hard. The speed of my penis entering and leaving her vagina was no less than five times a second, and our bodies made a slap.
The semen I ejaculated into her body before played a very good lubrication effect, so although the thrust was very large and the frequency was very fast, it did not hurt her at all. We just felt the pleasure of sexual intercourse from it.
Oh, God!Baby, my dear, fuck me, mom’s good son, I like you fuck me like this...
Oh, mom, I might be going to cum again.
I don't want to slow down, and I don't want to stop.I know that maintaining this speed in my mother's vagina will definitely not last long, but I just can't stop.
Cum, you can cum in, cum to me, son, cum to your mother!Baby, my dear, my mother’s good son, ejaculates into her mother’s body. Mom wants you to ejaculate in, come on, feed her!Oh oh oh oh oh…
Mom moaned and moaned, she quickly rotated her beautiful and sexy buttocks, and the muscles in her vagina twitched and clamped my cock, and she had an orgasm again.
It was me who made my mother orgasm, and it was my cock that made my mother reach orgasm.I thought happily, then pushed myself hard to the deepest part of her vagina, and my penis spasm and started ejaculation.
Mom, Mom… I made a call to my soul.
Baby, Mom’s good son, you made Mom feel it, you ejaculated in Mom’s vagina again, my god!Mom is so happy.
My cock that I had ejaculated was still thick and huge, and she spoke as I got up and was about to quit.
Oh dear, slow down, I like to watch it exit.She grabbed my shoulders and looked at me happily with deep green eyes.
What an attractive scene when my son's cock ejaculated out of his mother's vagina!
I like it too, and it is no less than hers.
I controlled the amplitude of my movements, and my thick cock came out of her tightly wrapped around me bit by bit, and milky white and sticky semen covered its body.
My mother asked me to stop when there was still a glans left.
At this moment, my penis is like a meat bridge connecting me and my mother.
Oh my God!Check out these semen!It's sticky and thick, I can't believe it was ejaculated from my son's cock.She opened her eyes wide and looked at the cock covered with milky white semen, with a smile on the corners of her eyes.
It's just a small part, I said, you can trust me, there's more in your body.My glans slid out, leaving behind her stretched vagina.
As if confirming my words, a stream of snot-like semen slowly flowed out of her open vagina.
It seems that you have broken through all the bottom line.She looked at me gently as she said this.
We are mother and son, I said, I gently raised my lower body and inserted my dick into her body again.I was born from this, so there shouldn't be any bottom line.
Welcome back.She said with a smile.We join together again.She pulled me into her arms, and we hugged and kissed each other affectionately, and the mother-son relationship was beyond words.
After the climax, I was exhausted. I slept naked with my mother, who was also naked, and my son's penis was inserted into my mother's vagina. This was my 20th birthday night. Mom was my best birthday gift!
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I'm naked.
Around me, no more than 30 feet away from me, stand all the people I know and have known my family, friends, teachers, bosses, colleagues, all of them.
They were all looking at me, but I didn't feel embarrassed.
I turned around and glanced at the crowd around me until I saw her, on the inside of the circle, looking at me: My mom.
She was wearing a beautiful sundress with bright red flowers on the hem of the yellow skirt.
I walked towards her.
Randy, what are you doing?She asked me, why are you naked?
Shh, mom.I said, put my fingers on my lips, it doesn't matter, come with me.
I took her hand and guided her back to the center of the circle.I smiled at her, and she smiled back, with love and confusion on her face.
Then I reached my hand to the collar of her clothes and pulled the clothes off her without any effort.
Now, my mother is naked.
Motherhood and growth left traces on her; even in my dreams, I could see that she was twice as old as mine.
But she is also young, toned and beautiful.
To me, she is not just a mother, she is also the sexiest woman in the world.
I want her to be my lover, no matter where.
Her hands were always on both sides of her body.She didn't try to hide her naked body from anyone, but she asked: Randy, what are you doing to me?
I'll do it for you, mom, I said, I'll do it for you and everyone.
In this way, I took her hand, bent my knees and leaned against the grass, and soared into the air.
Mom also soared into the air with me, we flew to the clouds, and all the people we knew stretched their necks to look at us, soaring in the sky above their heads, gradually disappearing from sight.
When we reached the first cloud, I lay down and pressed my mother's body against me.
It was time to fuck her, and I pushed her thighs away with one hand, while my cock was pushing upwards hard, ready to enter her body.
But I missed.
When I tried again, I didn't succeed.
I kept trying, but still failed.
Amid my hard roar, I heard my mother's voice, which was low at first, but louder and louder.
Wake up, Randy, her voice is calling.
But I don't want to wake up.I want to have sex with her.I kept trying, but every time I pushed forward, my cock didn't hit the target.I kept trying, but still failed.
Wake up, Randy, Mom kept saying, the voice became louder and clearer.
I pushed the ground harder and finally made up my mind that my dick would definitely reach its goal.
I thrust it hard again, but my dick made another mistake, and it hit her hips, bent at an angle that shouldn't have been bent.
Ouch!
Then I woke up.
Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was the white soft cheese ceiling above my head.
The second thing I saw after looking around was a scattered blonde hair on my crotch.
That's mom.
She held my penis with her hands and stuck out her tongue, the tip of her tongue was only an inch away from the congested glans.
My mother looked at me, her eyes shining with lust and prank.
Happy birthday, sleepy, she said.Then she opened her mouth wide and took me in.No delays, no rituals.
Heaven is really not a dream; it is in the world, on my bed, my mother's wet red lips tightly wrapping my swollen penis.
Today, I am 20 years old and I have never felt so wonderful in all these years.
This is the best birthday gift I have ever received.
My mother sucked me deeply, but it was not fast and not very strong.
The result of this is that she keeps me in a high state of excitement and excitement, but it doesn't make me release soon.
I was very happy because I didn't want my mom to stop; I wanted to enjoy the way my mom's mouth felt to me as much as I could.
I closed my eyes and focused all my attention on the sound and feeling of my mother's oral sex.
Her head was swaying up and down, her mouth slowly and luxuriously sucked me in, and released me out for a few minutes.
Suddenly, my mother stopped.I opened my eyes and looked at her.Her mouth held my cock's head, but she closed it and looked at me.
It's just an appetizer for breakfast, she said, you have to wait until the dinner tonight's birthday celebration.
Mom, you can't do this!I said sadly, if I had to wait all day, I would be suffocated to death.
You won't die, Randy.You might be a little bit, well, need to.But you have to wait.I have a job, you have a job and a school.When we are separated, you don’t do things yourself.I promise you that the waiting is worth it.She gave me a naughty smile.
Does this mean we finally want to...
She interrupted me.
No, I won't tell you what your gift is.This would be a surprise.But you will like it.Now go take a shower and then we have breakfast together.You're going to school soon, you have to be ready.
Mom is right.
I slept late and I was about to go to class in less than an hour.
My mother left the room and I walked to the bathroom. My penis was still extremely hard and stood straight in front of me.
Under the hot water spray in the shower, I quickly tried to get rid of myself, but I didn't, because I remembered my mom's words.
Today I will have to endure a strong sense of sexual frustration.
I hope to end it all the night my mom and I celebrated my birthday.
15 minutes later, I walked into the kitchen, wearing work clothes khaki pants and company Pl shirt but still barefoot.
Mom is making pancakes and sausages, two of my favorite breakfasts.
She turned her back to me, wearing a short nightgown in white waffle-patterned pattern she had worn before.
The robe was placed high on her thighs, revealing her long and beautiful legs with a strong muscular body.
Mom is playing music on her phone that is set aside.
That was Warrant's "Cherry Pie", an old 1980s song.
I remember my mother once told me that this was a vocal band.
I still remember the video I saw on YuTube.
In the video, a blonde hottie wore a miniskirt and red lipstick, twisting around the studio.
I thought it was fun, and my mom and I loved the old and noisy rock music.
It's old to me, maybe not that old to mom.
You can make my cherry pie, mom, I think.
I walked to my mother and gave her a kiss.
She turned around and I saw her nightgown unbuttoned.
The moment the robe opened, I saw her nipples and also caught a glimpse of the small gap between her legs.
She smiled and we kissed quickly.
Good morning, happy birthday, son.She said breakfast will come soon.
I walked to the kitchen table, and my mother followed me with two plates and food in a minute.
When she sat down, the bathrobe had not been tied up and a crack had been cracked, as if nothing big of a deal.
She crossed her legs and hid the thing between her legs, but the breasts on her were completely exposed to my hungry gaze.
I have a hard time focusing on breakfast.
Mom, I said to her after taking a few big bites.
What's up?She replied.
You're driving me crazy.I was still hard looking at you this morning.You have to help me.
Randy, Mom said to me, I know today is your birthday.But you have to endure it.You will receive a gift tonight.Trust me, it would be better if you wait any longer.You don't have much time left.
I paused and looked into her eyes.
Does this mean we are going to have sex, mom?I asked her.
I know it's strange to ask my mom.
But I couldn't help it.
I want her so much that my needs overwhelm all my sanity.
Randy, Mom said, this is not suitable.You shouldn't assume anything.You will love your gift.But if I tell you what the gift is, I'm not a good mom.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
I think we all jumped.
I knew my mother jumped because her napkin robe was cracked, revealing more things than before, even for a moment.
Mom quickly put her robe together, stood up and walked towards the door.
I stood up but waited in the kitchen, grabbed a greasy sausage from the pan and chewed it at the kitchen bar.
I heard the door open in the kitchen, and then I heard a man talking to my mother.
That's my dad.
I don't know what they are talking about, but from their tone you can tell the conversation was nervous.
After a minute, the sound became lower and the footsteps became louder and louder.
Dad walked into the kitchen with a gift bag in his hand.
I'm sure this is my birthday gift.
He approached me, gave me a hug, and placed the bag on the kitchen bar next to me.
Mom followed him.
Happy birthday, Randy!He said, how are you?
Very good, dad.I said.
Dad doesn't like to stay in sad moments.He left the kitchen and looked around.Mom stood quietly beside me and looked at him.
Yingjia, you have made this place well.He said, I like it very much.
After looking around, my father stood on the other side of the bar, separated from me and my mother.
Randy, open your gift.Dad said.
I pulled the wrapping paper out of the bag, reached in, and took out the gift.
It was a zoom lens, a lens that fits my camera, and it was better than the one I had.
I have to admit that it was a good gift; Dad remembers the type of camera I have and he knows what kind of lenses are suitable for my camera.
Wow, Dad, this is awesome!I said sincerely.
I really like taking nude photos of my mom with the camera lens you gave me, Dad, I thought to myself, of course I didn't say it out.
I looked at my mother beside me, and she looked at me, and I could tell that she knew exactly what I was thinking.She smiled.
My father asked me how I was doing in my studies and work.
We had a great chat.
I couldn't help but notice how intimate my mother was standing beside me.
While my father was talking to me, I felt her hand behind me, touching my hand outside my dad's sight.
Her hands pulled my hands towards her until my fingers brushed across the hem of her robe.
I know what mom wants.
I had to move my hands and arms carefully so that dad didn't notice what I was doing, so I moved my body a little while standing there to divert his attention.
While doing this, my hand spread the front of my mother's nightgown and reached between her legs. My mother also cooperated to spread her legs.
My fingers found her sexual organs and one finger reached into her body.
Mom is wet.
I know she will.
Dad and I continued to chat, while Mom leaned against me, my fingers shaking in her vagina.
Dad must have thought it was strange when he saw his mother wearing a short white nightgown, obviously not wearing anything inside. He stood so close to his son, but he said nothing.
However, I noticed that my dad's eyes often stayed on my mom's chest, where the robe was completely separated, revealing an attractive cleavage.
Dad may have left Mom for a younger woman, but I know he knows she is beautiful and her beauty still attracts him deeply.
She is mine now, dad, I think my fingers are exploring the depths of my mother.
After we chatted for a few minutes, Dad said he had to leave, Mom pulled me away, and my fingers popped out of her body silently.
My dad and I hugged and said goodbye.He also said goodbye to his mother, but there was no hug.He left.
Are you quarreling?I said, it sounds like you are arguing.
It's still the same, my mother said that he has always been dissatisfied with the divorce agreement and wants to get something back.I told him not.There is nothing to worry about.
I paused and said: Our behavior just now was too naughty.In front of dad.
What dad doesn’t know won’t hurt him, mom said, and today is your birthday.
After saying this, we returned to the kitchen and finished breakfast together.
Mom was wearing her nightgown all the time and nothing happened between us, but the belt that fixed the nightgown looked very loose and the result was her thighs and cleavage that gave me a charming show.
I was very excited throughout the breakfast period.
I know my mom is teasing me.
Are you very tired today, my dear?Mom asked me.
Yes, I said frustratedly, go to school, and then go to work.I'll get off work at half past six.Thinking of mom, thinking of what might happen when we celebrate our birthday, I can’t imagine how I can stick with it.
OK, go home on time at 7pm, she said, can you do it?
I will be on time, mom, I said, I won't be late for a minute.
This is my good kid, my mother said with a smile.
Her hands reached to the belt of the robe.
She untied her belt and her robe fell off, revealing her body.
I pulled the distance between us closer and pulled back both sides of her nightgown.
Oh my God, you are so beautiful, mom, I said.This is true.Her nude body is like a painting.
I'm glad you like what you see, she said, I like you looking at me.
I want to look at you as much as possible, I said.
Randy, Mom said, uncertainty suddenly enveloped her face. Is this OK?What are we doing?I won't mess you up because of what we're going to do, do I?I want to do this, but sometimes…I don't know.I feel very guilty, I am your mom, and my mom and son shouldn't do this.
I looked away from her hot body, trying to read the meaning of it from her eyes searching for me.
It's okay, mom.I said, you won't mess with me.I want this.I want you.I feel like you are mine as we stand in the kitchen opposite Dad and my fingers are inserted into your body.I like that feeling, I love you.
I love you, Randy.She said, I also like that feeling, that feeling that belongs to you.I want that feeling, too.
She put her hands on my shoulder and kneaded them, and we kissed.I only felt my mother's tongue flashing, and she pulled my hand away.
You have to go to school, I still have work to do, it’s time to leave.
She closed her robe.
Put your phone next to you, she said, I may contact you from time to time.
OKI said in confusion.Mom obviously has any thoughts, I want to know what it is.
I want to spend more time with her and figure it out, but I still have classes to do, so I must hurry up.
20 minutes later, I sat in front of a desk in the middle of a half-full classroom, listening to the professor's lecture.
I have a hard time focusing.
I felt a buzzing sound.
It was my phone; out of respect for the class, the ringtone was turned off.
I held the phone in front of me and placed it under the edge of the table so that the professor would not see me looking at the phone.
I glanced at it and the text message icon showed a message coming in.
I remembered what my mother said, so I opened it.
I almost jumped up in my seat.
The photo was taken from the back of the mother, right inside the front door of the house, which was open.
My mother put her hands behind her and on the floor beside her, her legs spread out and her whole body was naked.
She set the timer on her phone and she placed herself in a position where her neighbor could see her naked and her legs spread out.
It was shockingly bold and incredibly pornographic.
It's hard to believe that I really saw my mom doing this, my mom, that respected, loved neighbor, and a highly respected HR manager in a well-known company.
I can't believe she would take such a risk for me.
I suddenly realized that there were people around me, and my curious eyes might see something I didn't want them to see.I put my phone tightly on my chest, took a last look, and then put it away.
However, the images on my phone have been imprinted in my brain, making it even more difficult for me to understand what the professor said.
My body twitched, and my hands and feet kept beating for the rest of my class time.
Finally, the get out of class was over and I escaped.
I thought there would be another lesson soon, but that wasn't the case.
In a high fever of sexual excitement, I had to endure two more classes that were equally boring.
During lunch, I met with a few friends.
Alex and Tucker are among them.
We sat on a practical but unlovely cement bench outside the cafeteria.
Alex and I were eating sandwiches, while Tucker ate greasy pizza voraciously.
Hey Randy, Alex asked during the meal, how are your mom?She was so nice and helped in the football game a few days ago.
It was Ah, Tucker said, too lazy to swallow the pizza cubes in his mouth first, her performance was wonderful.The best.
I glared at Tucker.
Damn, Tucker, Alex replied, you're such a bastard!You shouldn't say that to Randy.
The implication is that when I was away, it was nothing he said to Alex and Mason.
Come on, Tucker said, we all know that Randy has the sexiest mom in the universe.Randy must know.His mother knows it too.The dress she wore...
Tucker!I said.
After I had so many impure thoughts about her, I couldn't get so angry with him, but I had to at least pretend not to agree.
To be honest, I do disagree.
I felt a surge of jealousy.
Mom is mine, I think.
Stay away from her, Tucker, I think.
OK, OK, Tucker said, raising his hand full of pizza to surrender.
Let's talk about Mason's mom.She is not sexy at all.Will you feel better this way?
Don't mention mom.Alex said.
Amen.I said.
The phone rings.I've turned on the volume.
I pulled out my cell phone and turned my face so that neither Tucker nor Alex could see it.I'm pretty sure I know what to see next and I can't share it with them.
I swiped the screen of my phone and opened the photo in the text message.
It was my mother again, from her waist up, she was wearing a milky white top.
She seemed to be in the company's conference room, sitting at a large table but facing the table.
Behind her, you could see a large table, with six colleagues sitting around her.
I can't figure it out.
Of course, she looks very pretty, but she is not sexy at all in the photo.
At this moment, another ping-pong sound came.I called up the photo from the new email.
Damn, I think.
This photo was taken in the same place. After a while, my mother turned around and left her desk.But this photo only shows the mother's waist below.
Her separate knees were on both sides of the photo, and in the middle of the photo, against the backdrop of her thighs and a striking short skirt, was her pussy without underwear.
On the edge of the photo, I could see the legs of other people sitting at the table around her.
I can't believe the risks my mom took.
I don't know how she did it.
No matter how she did it, the effect was still there.
I was both surprised and excited.
Your new girlfriend sends you a text message?Tucker asked.
I turned my eyes from my phone to my friends and I realized my mouth was wide open.
No, no, I stammered.
This...it's nothing.
It doesn't look like nothing, Tucker said, but no matter what.You don't have a new girlfriend, right?You'll tell us, right?
No, I didn't, I said, yes, I will.I don't have a girlfriend.
I took a sneak peek at the photo again and put away my phone.If my mother continues to mess around like this, it will be difficult for me to hide the relationship between her and me.
After lunch, we got up and went to the next class.Before parting, Alex and Tucker wish me a happy birthday.
My mom didn’t send me any new photos, and I was sitting in the classroom doing the last class of today, both excited and upset.After class, I got into the bus and went straight to work.
The store was filled with enthusiastic customers, who kept me busy and stopped thinking about my hot and eczema-exposed mother.
I had to keep my phone in my pocket.
Playing with your mobile phone during working hours is a violation of company regulations.
An hour after work, I was talking to a couple about TV choices when I suddenly felt a familiar buzz coming from my pocket.
I want to take out my phone to see the information, but I have to take care of my customers first.
They asked me one question after another, and were swaying about which TV to choose, and it took a long time to go.
Finally, they made a decision.
They bought the TV and left.
I satisfied another customer.
I went to the bathroom for a while and almost impatient to see the photos my mother sent me.
I walked through the electronics aisle and came to the other side of the store.
As soon as I entered the bathroom, I locked myself in a compartment.
I took out my cell phone and looked at the photo.
I thought I wouldn't be surprised anymore now, but the new photos not only surprised me, but also surprised me.
The photo shows the mother lying on her desk in her private office on the fourth floor.She knelt on her knees, her fingertips pressed against the desk beside her, and her chest raised her head.She stared at the camera of her phone.
She was naked.
Even more surprisingly, the suction cup-type dildo was fixed on the desk beneath her and inserted into two-thirds of her body.
Behind her, I saw part of the door to her office.
The door is closed.
Thank goodness.
I know that my mom's office has some privacy, but I don't know if there are locks on the door, nor how often people come.
It was time-consuming and very dangerous to ask her to take off all her clothes, raise her phone camera, and pose for photos.
I have to respond to this.I replied to a text message:
This is all the words I can think of.
My head was blank and my penis was harder than ever.I could hardly stop missing my mother.But unfortunately, I had to keep working and work for a while.
Time passes by minute by minute, and the frequency and urgency of my time are getting higher and higher.Finally, my work is over.I ran out of the store, unsteady and lost control and wanted to go home.
The sun has set, and the west sky is a mixture of rose and purple.
I jumped into the car and ran home quickly.
My hands were manic and tightly clasped the steering wheel.
I'm going home, back to my mother, back to my birthday celebration, back to... some things.
I don't know what it is.
But my mom said I would like it.
A few minutes later, I drove into the driveway.
I jumped out of the car, crossed the sidewalk, and came to the front door.
The amber glow from the porch light illuminated a note on the door.
Randy is written in large and smooth words.
I opened the note and read the short message.
Come in, the door is open.Put your stuff at the entrance inside the door and walk to the living room and sit on a wooden chair.Then wait.
I opened the door, and my expectant breath was almost suffocating.
Inside the house, the lights were brightly lit.
But candles were burning everywhere, and a faint light shone brightly, illuminating the entire room.
Following my mother's instructions, I put down my backpack, picked up my phone, wallet and keys and placed them on my backpack.
Mom disappeared.
The house is very quiet.
On the wall where you enter the door is a large hand-painted card with neat font written: Randy, Happy Birthday.
I didn't know where my mother was or what else I could do, so I followed her instructions and walked into the living room.
Candles were lit everywhere in the living room, but the areas where the candlelight could not be shined were pitch black.
The chairs and tables were pushed aside, freeing up a large area of space on the wooden floor in the middle of the room.
There was a thick wooden chair with armrests on one side, facing the room.
I think this is too strange.But I still sat on the chair as my mother asked.
I glanced at the room and pricked up my ears to look for my mother's traces.
For a whole minute, I heard nothing.
Suddenly, the chords of the electric guitar sounded in the room and I jumped up on the chair.
The sound surrounded me.
The sound comes from several speakers, which must have been set up by my mother in the room.
I didn't notice them before in a dark environment, but now I've noticed them.
I also recognized the song: Danzig's Mother.
I smiled mockingly.
Mom has a sense of humor.
Then I saw her.She seemed to appear in the room out of thin air, walked from the corner of the dark room to the middle of the floor, and appeared in front of me.I was dumbfounded and my cock became hard.
You truly live when you see that your mom is not only dressed like a stripper, but also looks like a total stripper.
Mom looks like this.
Her feet were on transparent plastic heels, shoulder-width.
My eyes moved up from the floor along her slender and tender legs until her thighs disappeared under the shiny baby blue shorts that didn't have more than three inches on the side seams.
The front of the shorts stretched down to just an inch above her sexual organs, if so.
Above the belt of the shorts, the mother's slender, muscular torso extends to the bottom of a tight white top, with black sexy and mom printed on each protruding breast of the top.
My mother's hair was fluffy and swollen, turning into a thick, enchanting and dirty golden color.
Her hair was scattered wildly on her bare shoulders.
She looks like the hottie from the 1980s music video.
But it's even hotter.
She is not like a housewife who plays a stripper.She looks like a real stripper.
Her movements were very similar, too.
After a slow prelude, the song's rhythm suddenly accelerated, fierce and wild.
My mother's body also danced.
Her hips sway to the rhythm of the song, and her hands danced to the lyrics.
Mom's body swayed to the deep bass of the song.
For the first time I realized that my mom really can dance.
This song is not easy to dance, but mom did it.
She stood less than 10 feet away from me, her hips swaying and her arms raised over her head.
At first, she danced against me, her chest thrusting outwards and her hips tilted backwards.
Her loose blonde hair sprayed in all directions as she moved.
With just one slap, she turned around, her butt almost pressed against my face, swaying and spinning to the music.
Mom fell to the ground, supporting the floor with her fingertips and the toes of her high heels.
She began to twist her butt at me, her butt twisting up and down to the rhythm of the music.
I could only let myself stay in the chair and didn't jump forward and catch her.
While still on the ground, my mother sat up, faced me, and quickly took off her top.
She was wearing a small bra on her upper body.
She walked around so that I could see clearly.
The fabric was thin and shiny, and my mother's hard nipples were looming under the fabric.
The bra is just a decoration, without any support, and her breasts shake uncontrollably as the mother moves with the music.
Mom's butt hit the floor, lifted her shorts quickly and lifted her legs up along her legs until they flew away from her body in a steep arc.
Now, my mom is wearing only a small pair of thongs and bras.
Looking at her, I was amazed at her skills.
I think she's done this before.
I don't know when and where, but I know she's done it before.
I don't know something about my mother, but she let me see her past.
I want to know all of this.
The song climaxed, the last chord just ended, and the next one started: Another song by Danzig She rode
The craze of the first song gave way to the slow, steady, seductive rhythm of the second song.
Mom's body has been adjusted.
Her body slowed down and entered a sexy and light rhythm.
She stood up, jumped closer to me, her eyes kept staring at me.
She approached me.
I could hardly control myself in the chair, but I still had it.
This is my mom's performance and I don't want to interrupt her.
Just before her knee touched mine, she turned around and placed her thong-clad butt on my thigh.
My mother danced a lap dance for me and it was very good.
Her perky butt just touched the penis under my pants, and she twisted gently on me.
I stood up and let her feel my hardness.
I had reached the pinnacle of excitement and I knew if mom continued, I would cum in my pants, but she seemed to know that, and her butt lifted from me before I orgasm.
She staggered forward until she was a few feet away from me before turning around.
Her hand reached to a button between her breasts. A second later, her bra opened with a snap and the cup popped out. My beautiful mother's delicate and beautiful breasts popped out freely, endless, unrestrained, and unhindered in my hungry gaze.
My mother leaned forward and brought her plump, swinging breasts closer to me.
I reached out to grab it, but she pulled it away.
She shook her finger at me, as if saying: Bad boy.
I stared at my mother intently, both intoxicated and incredible.
Now, I have seen my mother's naked and hot body.
I poked it, poked it, and stabbed it with my eyes, hands, and tongue.
Her nude body is no longer mysterious.
But it is still a miracle, a wonderful and otherworldly beauty, and every pore and cell in my body wants her.
As she danced for me, my eyes were fixed on her, only a pair of tiny thongs blocked her body, preventing her from being naked.
She wanted to be naked for me.
I could tell from her eyes and body movements.
She swayed and squatted on the ground.
Her butt swung down and fell to the ground, with her elbows resting on the ground, her knees together, and I saw her hands hooking the edge of the string of her thong and pulling it up.
The panties rose from her butt and along her slender legs, they touched the plastic strippers.
A pair of underwear ropes briefly stuck on one of the heels before they were taken out, then the thongs flew in the air and finally fell on the floor, tangled into a small pile.
Now, my mom is completely naked.She wanted me to see her.
She put her legs together, then crossed her legs, then spread her legs straight, and the stripper's heels pointed to the walls on both sides of the room.
Her hand reached between her legs and opened herself to me, her labia spread backwards, and her pink vaginal folds were visible.
I can't help it.My hands grabbed my crotch.My penis became hard and tightly pressed against my pants.
Mom lifted her butt off the ground, her legs still spread out, and her vagina was still open, exposed, wet.Under the candlelight, the moist and pink vaginal flesh inside my mother's open labia was shining.
Mom turned around and stepped back her knees and plastic heels so her butt was only a few feet away from me.She spread her legs and her hands on the floor.
Her butt was swinging wildly, exposed to me.Her body swung to the rhythm of the music for more than a minute.
Mom stood up and turned around.
She swayed towards me.
Her hand was pressed down on my penis in my pants.
It was so hard that it was uncomfortable and bent to the side in my pants.
Mom's hands started working, busy on my belt buckle and zipper.
The belt buckle was loosened and my mother's hand quickly pulled my pants off.
The pants slid across my thighs and knees and wrapped around my ankles along with my boxers.
My waist was naked below, and my penis stood straight, paying tribute to my hot mother.
My mother's slender fingers moved forward, grabbed my penis and gave her massage.
My mother masturbated me, but the speed could not be too fast and the strength could not be too strong.
She doesn't want me to orgasm yet.
Her hips were raised, her legs spread out, straddling me, and my cock was harder and straighter than ever before, pressing against my mom's labia before I realized what was going on.
My hard penis faced upwards, and my glans was pressed against my mother's clitoris.
The thin petals of my mother's vagina spread to both sides, setting off my penis, and urgently welcomed it into my mother's body.
I haven't entered her body yet, but my penis has already hit the inside of her wet and awkward body, covered with her body fluids, and I know we're about to get married.
My mother kept staring into my eyes.
Her hands clutched me tightly, and it guided me.
She stood up, her fingers guided me, my penis head in her direction, instantly pressed to her entrance, waiting for me anxiously, openly, hungrily.
Mom stopped by her arms around my cock, and I shivered as I expected what was about to happen.
My mother and I pushed forward at the same time, and finally, I entered her body.The time is no more than one second.Mom sat on my lap, she pressed down, I pushed up, I filled her, once, forever.
I fucked my mom.She sat on me and looked at me, my cock penetrated deeply into her body.
At that moment, my feelings could not be summarized in a word, a phrase, or a sentence.
My penis head was stuck deep inside my mother, close to her cervix.
The woman who gave birth to me is now sitting on my lap, her penis and vagina are tightly connected.
No matter what happens in the future, this moment can never be restored.
Mom is my lover, for better or worse, now or in the future.
My mind was full of demand and desire for her pussy.
I grabbed her hips, lifted her up, and pulled her back to me.
Mom raised her head and gasped, I knew she wanted it too.
I controlled the rhythm, lifted her up quickly and vigorously, and pulled her back to me, trying to push myself deeper every time.
My mother and I were fucking each other.
I fucked her hard, and she pushed me hard.
We sway and push and pull each other.
I penetrated her deeply, as deep as possible.
My mother's delicious body makes way for me, accepting every quick, eager insertion of my insertion and welcomes more insertion.
I closed my eyes for a while, savoring the feeling of having sex, but not long after, I opened my eyes again and admired my mother's figure.
My mother's naked body was undulating in front of me under the uneven flashing candlelight, lying on my legs.
Her plump breasts were shaking, and her nipples looked hard and black under the faint light.
My penis fills her wholeheartedly.
I need to release it inside her.
I need my mom to feel the splash of my semen.
Not long after.Mom is too soon, I can tell.Her breathing became more and more rapid and shallower, and she would whimper every time I quickly and forcefully inserted into her body.
Randy, mom mumbled, putting her hands around my neck and grabbing my hair.
Mom, I roared, pressing my hands against her hips, letting her lean against me.
My mother and I don’t know how long it took.Time is meaningless.While my mother and I had sex wildly, time was waiting.
Suddenly, I felt her whole body spasm.
She cried, trembling, I let go, and all my desires, frustrations, and needs were fulfilled at this moment.
My penis ejaculated in my mother's vagina and sprayed again and again.
My hands gripped her hips hard, making sure she got everything I could give.
I felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally, my semen shot into my mother's body and into where I wanted it.
Mom screamed as my cock emptied.We shivered together and I grabbed her waist.Her fingers clutched my shoulders, almost in pain.
My mother and I walked out of our climax with trembling, our arms clinging to each other.
After a few minutes I don’t know how long it took for me to come back from my climax and I began to realize the feeling of my hand on my mom.
My fingers reached towards her smooth buttocks.
I squeezed her skin with my fingers.
Damn, I said, I did it.I seduced you, I seduced my mom.
My mother's eyes were groggy and bright because of the fucking, but after hearing what I said, her eyes quickly returned to focal length. She stared at me, with a playful and comprehensible smile on her face.
You seduced me?She asked, do you think so?Randy, I think you need to know something.
She shook her hands on my legs, put her hands on my face, gently stroked my cheeks with her fingers while her pussy was still tightly against my cock.
I've wanted you for a long time, Mom said, at least six months.I remember when it started.You finished running in the afternoon and returned home.You were not wearing a shirt and were sweating all over, and I noticed the muscles on your chest for the first time.After divorced your father, I was horny and depressed, and I needed a man.Online dating is not effective.Suddenly, I noticed you.My son, you are more like a man than any man I know.
But I feel guilty about it, I am your mother, I shouldn't have those...feelings about you.I tried to put them aside.
But you caught up with me when I was running that day, I saw the look you looked at me, the look you looked at me excited, we stood on the mountain together, the sun set, the look you looked at me... It melted me.Can I tell from your eyes and body reactions, am I right?
Yes, I replied, I never felt you sexy until then.You are my mother.But from that day on, I can never remember how sexy you are.
I can see that, she said.
When you look at me, I see the desire in your eyes.I like this feeling.I want more.I showed off to you on the sofa that night.Do you think that was an accident?That's not an accident.
I was deeply shocked by my mother's words.Everything between me and my mom over the past few weeks is different than I thought.
I want you, Mom continued, but I can't say it directly.So, I let you make the decision.I feel bad about your mom wanting you, but I think if you are the one with your own opinions, then there will be no problem.I saw the desire in your eyes. You want me, and I want to give myself to you, but I can't do it right now. I have to be sure that this is right.It took me a long time to make sure that this was right.Now we are together.
My mother stopped talking and put her lips on my lips, and I kissed her back.She straddled my lap, my cock stuck straight and deep inside her, even though I had just orgasm.
I think maybe my mom wants to chat rather than have sex.
I started pulling out of her, but my mom grabbed my ass and stopped me from doing so.
She put her head on my face and said softly and anxiously to my ear.
Stay in my body, she said.So, even though we were all exhausted, we continued to have sex.
I think we crossed the line tonight, I said to her.Her hands were still on my butt, pressing me tightly against her, and she began to gently shake her hips, pushing against my butt.
I think we should try different boundaries.She said, or not set boundaries.
Somehow, my penis started to harden again, and I felt her wet vagina tightly clamp and squeeze my thicker and hardened penis.
I stared at my mother's green eyes that were shining with love and desire, deep and bottomless.
I fuck, mom, I whispered, you are so sexy.
A good mom would want to be sexy by her son, she said.
She kissed me, and I kissed her back.It's not the kind of kiss a mother and son should have, but we did it.
Is it OK to carry me to the bed?She said.
Despite the difficulty, I picked her up.
I stood on the floor of the living room, holding her butt with both hands, my mother's legs clamped me, and my vagina was tightly wrapped around my cock.
Every time I take a step, my cock will rub against her vagina and the head of my cock will hit her cervix.
I walked to her bedroom step by step and I was about to fuck her on her bed. I was extremely excited when I thought of this.
I pressed her on the bed, her legs loosened and spread to both sides, my cock still stuck inside her vagina, but one-third remained outside.
She raised her butt and swallowed the whole cock.
Fuck me, baby, I like you fuck me.Her beautiful eyes were filled with affection, and she looked at me silently.
Mom, I like to fuck you too.I said.
I began to confirm what I said with my actions and began to fuck her hard. The speed of my penis entering and leaving her vagina was no less than five times a second, and our bodies made a slap.
The semen I ejaculated into her body before played a very good lubrication effect, so although the thrust was very large and the frequency was very fast, it did not hurt her at all. We just felt the pleasure of sexual intercourse from it.
Oh, God!Baby, my dear, fuck me, mom’s good son, I like you fuck me like this...
Oh, mom, I might be going to cum again.
I don't want to slow down, and I don't want to stop.I know that maintaining this speed in my mother's vagina will definitely not last long, but I just can't stop.
Cum, you can cum in, cum to me, son, cum to your mother!Baby, my dear, my mother’s good son, ejaculates into her mother’s body. Mom wants you to ejaculate in, come on, feed her!Oh oh oh oh oh…
Mom moaned and moaned, she quickly rotated her beautiful and sexy buttocks, and the muscles in her vagina twitched and clamped my cock, and she had an orgasm again.
It was me who made my mother orgasm, and it was my cock that made my mother reach orgasm.I thought happily, then pushed myself hard to the deepest part of her vagina, and my penis spasm and started ejaculation.
Mom, Mom… I made a call to my soul.
Baby, Mom’s good son, you made Mom feel it, you ejaculated in Mom’s vagina again, my god!Mom is so happy.
My cock that I had ejaculated was still thick and huge, and she spoke as I got up and was about to quit.
Oh dear, slow down, I like to watch it exit.She grabbed my shoulders and looked at me happily with deep green eyes.
What an attractive scene when my son's cock ejaculated out of his mother's vagina!
I like it too, and it is no less than hers.
I controlled the amplitude of my movements, and my thick cock came out of her tightly wrapped around me bit by bit, and milky white and sticky semen covered its body.
My mother asked me to stop when there was still a glans left.
At this moment, my penis is like a meat bridge connecting me and my mother.
Oh my God!Check out these semen!It's sticky and thick, I can't believe it was ejaculated from my son's cock.She opened her eyes wide and looked at the cock covered with milky white semen, with a smile on the corners of her eyes.
It's just a small part, I said, you can trust me, there's more in your body.My glans slid out, leaving behind her stretched vagina.
As if confirming my words, a stream of snot-like semen slowly flowed out of her open vagina.
It seems that you have broken through all the bottom line.She looked at me gently as she said this.
We are mother and son, I said, I gently raised my lower body and inserted my dick into her body again.I was born from this, so there shouldn't be any bottom line.
Welcome back.She said with a smile.We join together again.She pulled me into her arms, and we hugged and kissed each other affectionately, and the mother-son relationship was beyond words.
After the climax, I was exhausted. I slept naked with my mother, who was also naked, and my son's penis was inserted into my mother's vagina. This was my 20th birthday night. Mom was my best birthday gift!
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