Fun with mom

It all started a Saturday afternoon when I entered after cutting the lawn. Mom jumped me from behind the door and started tickling me without mercy.

"Gottcha!" he assaulted me and proceeded to corner me against a wall. I started masturbating and tried to fight Mom's fingers for her torture. Knowing very well that if I didn't get out soon, Mom would make me laugh so much.

We've done things like that since I was seven. In the morning, I woke up to go to school jumping over the bed I slept in and tickled until I begged him to stop. But I usually even got here the next weekend, because then Dad had to go out to work very early so Mom slept late. While she was still asleep, she would fly out of nowhere and land in her bed, bouncing them both in the air. As time passed, we moved to drop ice cubes on the shirts, water balloons that came from nowhere and when we worked in the backyard, we sprayed each other with the garden hose (although once we weren't out when that happened. What a disaster!). We basically act more like best friends than mother and son.

Anyway, this time I was able to escape from Mom by lurking under her arms and throwing the stairs where our rooms were. I looked back to see if she was bothering to come after me when my foot lost a step and fell, hitting my knee on the edge of a corridor.

"Ha!" she screamed from the bottom and started after me, taking steps two at once. I tried to shake the rest of the way up, but I had to take it easy now, because every time I put weight on my knee, a sharp pain would shoot him. By the time I got to the second floor, Mom had already grabbed me and grabbed my shirt. Advancing, my shirt slipped through his fingers and turned around the first door I came to, pulling me from his hands held.

Seeing my parents Queen size bed, I took a leap running and landed right in the middle of it, on my back, laughing hysterically and spending to breathe at the same time. Well, at least that's what I was doing before Mom's body flew in the air and landed right above me, crushing the air from my lungs. As I stood there stunned, Mom quickly hit my leg in the middle and sat on my pelvis.

"I told you I got you!" giggled.

"Yes, yes, yes... tell me. You were lucky!" I defended myself. "What's for dinner?" I'm already hungry." I asked, trying to change the subject when my eyes were drawn to a sweat grenade making it very close to Mom's neck.

"When is dinner? In the position you are now, I must ask you that question!" He shook me, put a long nail in my stomach. The grenade caused the bone to pass her neck and now she's headed towards that little blouse that her blouse was exposed.

"Do you really want me to make dinner? How does a couple of cold dinners sound? I can whip them in a short time." I made fun of it, I never took my eyes off the beads.

"Smart ass!" he shouted and began to tickle me again. Her prolonged effort had made her sweat everywhere and in some places, she had soaked through her blouse. The lace of his bra that had hidden beneath had become visible in my eyes.

Suddenly, to my horror, I realized that with her sitting on me like that, turning everywhere, and the vision of that sweat grenade rolling down into her neck, she had gotten a hard one! Although I wasn't completely erect, I felt like I was pushing my shorts.

I froze, my mind was blank.

Quickly, I decided it would be better to get out of there before Mom found out about my reaction and I would feel embarrassed by life. I tried to roll next to me, in the process of throwing Mom away from me, but she naturally thought she was playing with her. So he grabbed my arms and held me with his weight, slipping his legs back to get a better advantage in my struggles.

"Oh, no, sir! I mean it, what do you cook for dinner?" he asked as he looked directly into my eyes.

The sensation of their soft legs and now sweaty slipping through the length of my naked legs was the final straw. My dick was now completely erect. I could feel it's the head looking out at the opening of my shorts.

"All you want, ma, let me go upstairs, I have to go use the John!" I begged her, trying to find any excuse to get her out of me.

"I don't think he's that young. Maybe I should keep you here until you pee in your pants!" giggled, then he sat down letting all his weight settle on me. Suddenly, a strange look came upon his face. In a matter of seconds, his face expressed shock, shock, mischief and something else I couldn't put my finger. But that was the least of my worries, because I had realized that at that time, the head of my now stirring dick was touching the silky, naked skin of Mom's inner thigh!

"God, Mom. I'm sorry, leave..." I erased, my face (probably my whole body) turning the red beet.

"Shhhhh, don't move, I think I heard something." he whispered, his eyes closing.

Then he hit the head a little bit. With her move, my shorts where enough to release my dick completely from her confines. Dawning upwards, left a trace of moisture behind on Mom's thigh until her later move was blocked. The heat from that area was surprising to me, but not as much as the fact that Mom had moved to put my dick against her pussy covered in cotton!

I froze.

Hell, I didn't know what I should or could do then. What would I say? Not every day a guy's dick touches his mother's dick. You know?

Mom leaned forward, her black hair hanging on my face. This motion had left my dick almost standing, without touching anything. At least not until Mom leaned back as she turned her hips to my head at the same time. Now my dick rubbed her almost all the way through her crotch, starting with her ass and ending in her sweaty thighs.

He made this movement several times more, bringing greater sensations to my dick with every new moment. Then he bowed completely forward, bringing his face very close to mine. His breath washed me while his half-closed eyes appeared from the sight.

"Mmmmm..." Mom moaned softly. With her breasts crushed among our bodies, I could feel the hardness of her erect nipples against my chest. His constant rubbing of my dick against the heat (and now the humidity) of his panty pussy, brought a crazy desire to fuck my beautiful mother deeply.

Very deeply.

The very thought of pushing all my 7 inches into Mom's pussy made my dick swell so hard it started to hurt!

I started trusting my hips in bed, instinctively starting the shit moves. I was lost in dry humidizing my mother when I felt something hot and humid gently touching my dick. My eyes opened to find the source of this new feeling and I found and I saw that Mom had raised her forehead and now had a hand in our claws. Starting at the base, I stroked the length of my member with the back of his thin fingers. Then, moving to his pussy, he slipped several fingers under the cotton crotch of his panties and pulled it aside.

Again, I froze. This was the first time I've seen a real pussy. The fact that it was from my mother did no less. I have seen the pusies of probably hundreds of women (of magazines, of course) and was still grieved by the sight below me. Her pussy hair was black like hair hanging around her face, thick and curly. I could make her long lips of the pussy look through the forest that surrounds them, all swollen and shiny. He could even do his clitoris while he was proudly erect, looking like a little red dick. I would have sworn he drowned.

Then the smell hit me.

It was a heavy, dark smell I've never found in my 14 years. I don't know what happened then, but without notice, my penis started shooting. I just grunted and pushed my head back on the pillows while my young body pushed the wand after the thick sperm rod. I think I heard Mom, but right now I wasn't able to pay attention to being sure. My ecstasy lasted when I felt that his fingers surround my manhood and softly pump the length of my dick, repeating the movements I had made so many times alone. It's over in half a minute and my body relaxed. I opened my eyes.

"Thank you, Mom. I never felt anything..." I stopped in the middle of the sentence while Mom relieved my dick still hard towards opening her pussy. Again I felt that the heat radiated from his body as if it were an oven. She now exposed pubic hairs tickled me while the head slipped above the soft skin that covers her mound. Seeing that I was now covered with the perlada accounts of my hot sperm brought a strong blow to my peach.

She brought him further, through the little peel of hard flesh, until my cock head was wrapped by her soft, warm and wet lips. The hot liquid was now dripping from Mom's pussy while she brought her body and I almost got out when my poor dick got into her body.

Deeper Sliding in his body, the silk walls of his vagina knelt my foreskin, hitting the fatty blood head of my dick out, bringing him in contact with the surrounding walls of my mother's most private place. I had returned to the secret place of my birth.

We both let go groans strong while she held all her weight on me, plunging into her body as far as she could go. I felt that the walls of his wet pussy begin to mature against the length of my buried member and began to grind his pelvic bone against mine, crushing his clitoris against the hard base of my dick.

We were united like this for some time, moving only to devour hungry mouths while the tremors ran through our bodies.

Then he stopped me, always so slowly, just stopping when my head was about to pull her off. So, with the same crazy slowness as before, he put himself in me again.

"Ohhh...God, that's nice..." mum whispered. I just looked at her, not knowing what the hell to do next. He got on his knees, he started fucking me with a slow and easy move. But with every blow, I could say it went a little faster, a little harder.

I renegade my moves. When I got out of bed with my legs, I got into her pussy. It seemed right and with Mom leaving a little gas with each of my drawers, I guess it was okay.

All this time my hands had put my sides, still. With renewed sex on both sides, I finally had the courage to touch it. I threw my hands along the soft skin outside his thighs, passing his hips full and finally, he was clinging to the smooth flesh of his ass. With both hands, I tightened their bowls, savoring the softness that filled them. Moving one hand further, I felt the wet cleft from it behind and soon my index finger met her little bit.

Perverted thoughts flew through my head from all the stories I've read in porn magazines about that special opening. I damped my finger from his sweaty back, gently put the tip against his "back" hole. She didn't react to the touch, so I proceeded to work my finger on her ass. It was slow, it was pretty dry and tight. But once I got my finger in the first knuckle's past, Mom let out a low groaning and I felt her sphincter muscle started milking my buried digit. I pulled it out a little bit and then I put it back all the way when Mom suddenly got rid of and then collapsed over me, crushing her breasts between us. I felt shivers running up and down her body, while her pussy and her asshole began to squeeze me with a surprising force. Franically, Mom looked for my mouth with her and kissed me deeply, putting her tongue in the back of my mouth.

Then it dawned on me.

She was lying!

I had made my own mother!

All this was too much for me and my little boy started spitting again. Quickly, I pulled my finger out of his ass and with both hands, I got into his hips. So, with every little strength I could gather, I threw it on me as strong as I could.

"Oh, my God!" I shouted while my orgasm was going through my body. My tight balls and my world exploded. Gallons of spunk shot into mother's already dripping pussy and with each spurt from my cock, mama's cunt clenched tightly at my cock. He almost felt like he was trying to pull me deeper into it.

"That's it, cumulus for Mom!" he got into the ear, "Shoot your hot seed into mammy's pussy!"

His insistence made me last longer, longer than was before. He almost felt like he had a multiple orgasm! Gasping, my balls finally emptied and my exhausted body fell completely limping over the bed. Moments later, my very worn dick turned soft and slowly slipped from her tight pussy.

As we rested there, with his laying on top of me, I felt a hot liquid dripping on my dick and balls. Mom started moving her hips in a circle, gently scrubbing our genitals together while kissing my cheek slightly.

Realizing they were our mixed-fucking juices that leaked between Mom's pussy lips sent a shred on my back. His gentle rubbing mixed with the warm closeness of his soft body and the still very fresh memory of what just happened caused my dick to stir for the third time in half an hour. In a few seconds, my dick was pressing against the soft folds of her pussy lips that were pounding from the wet heat emanating from the opening they protected. I moved my hips around, using my dick's head to feel at the velvety entrance of his body but I didn't get anywhere. I came under her skirt, letting my fingers trace a path along her hips and thighs to her pussy. But this motion moved Mom from her condition. She didn't say anything, but she just abandoned me, got out of bed and left the room like nothing happened.

After seeing her come out, I lay in bed, looking at the ceiling. I was wondering what just happened.

This morning she was a virgin. The closest thing I got to have sex with a girl was a year ago when Sandy kissed me on the cheek helping her with her homework. I just fucked a girl. Hell, an adult woman!

My ass was getting cold and it felt wet. I rolled up and I saw a big stain on the dump underneath. The small drops of white jismo left little doubts about the source of this wet point. I was getting ready to find an extra set of sheets when Mom came back.

"I closed all the doors and closed the tones of the window. I hope if someone comes, they will think that no one is home." he said, his eyes looking everywhere, but me.

He closed and closed the bedroom door and turned around to face me.