Closer than most: Continued, a bit.

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Closer than most: Continued, a bit.Growing up I never really thought my family was strange until I got into high school and started going over to my friends’ houses and saw how their parents were. Mine were apparently different. It wasn’t something that you could point out as night and day but more so in the way they acted. My mom and dad were openly affectionate to a degree that you wouldn’t expect. They wouldn’t just kiss goodbye, they would passionately make out in front of me and even grope one another, sliding hands into clothing and taking their time about it. This didn’t have all too much of an effect on me until I around the time I turned 12 or 13. Puberty hit me and hard, very hard. It was bad enough that I would get erections without even trying but then my parents would touch each other so openly so I pretty much had a hard on 24/7, which I guess is normal but the object of my lust tended to be focused around what I knew. All through middle and high school I had a very mixed bag when it came to who and what turned me on, a very very mixed bag. I definitely leaned towards women but it didn’t take much for a guy to turn my head either. Enough of the backstory though, let’s get down to it. After I graduated from high school I wasn’t entirely sure what direction I wanted to go in so I ended up staying at home and looking for a job instead of going off to college like a lot of classmates. The end result of that was me staying home most of the time and searching online which meant I spent a lot more time with my Mom than I had before. Even though she had been a bit of a sexual focus or inspiration during my earlier years I hadn’t really taken the time to appreciate her as a woman until this point amasya escort in my life. She wasn’t your typical plastic MILF you see in porn but she had these wonderful soft curves that just drew me in. She had wonderfully dark eyes and a smile that could melt permafrost. The more time I spent around her the more focused I became on her body and how she moved, her little quirks and reactions. I couldn’t believe it at first, but I was falling for her. On a typical morning after I had spent a few hours searching for jobs and sending off resumes I decided to call it quits a little early and plopped down on the couch in my typical lounging attire of shorts and a t-shirt. I was scrolling through the options on my streaming service when my mom plopped down next to me on the couch and snuggled up against me. “Oh fun! What are we going to watch?!” “I’m not really sure what I’m in the mood for right now, I’ve been watching a few things but I’m kind of in the mood for something new. You know what I mean?” “MMhmm! I definitely do! I really can’t pay attention to one thing for very long, I definitely need to expand my horizons on a regular basis.” As she said that her hand landed on my thigh with a gentle squeeze and stayed there. Trying to ignore the new sensation I went on, “I know what you mean! New shows come out all the time and I can’t help but try them out. I must have at least four or five shows I’m juggling at the moment.” It was at that moment that I looked over and saw my mother’s cleavage on more than full display before me. Her left areola was peeking just over the edge of her tank top. I felt a swelling in my crotch that could not be reasoned with. My mother went on, “Well I want something with amasya escort bayan some excitement in it! I’ve been watching these sappy shows lately and I could do with a change. Something that really grabs me and makes me feel alive!” It was at that point that I felt my mother’s hand move up my leg to my thigh and a few inches more. “mhmm…” I said as my mind checked out in the midst of hand to dick proximity. She gently squeezed my thigh and to my surprise moved her hand snugly under my scrotum and gave me a squeeze. Looking up to me she said, ” Do you feel alive?” “Very”. I said. My cock was a pulsing mass of lust and confusion with the warmth of my mother’s hand at its base. Without a moments hesitation I felt her hand let go of my upper thigh and slip down under the waistband of my shorts to grab my rigid cock. “Of fuck”. was all I could manage to get out. “Of fuck is right.” She said. Her hand ran up and down my cock and pulled my waistband down as it did, setting my cock free to the air and sight of all who could see. Within moments her head was down on my crotch taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. Her mouth soaked my cock with saliva, lips slipping along my shaft creating a vortex of pleasure. I leaned back against the couch my eyes closing as I soaked in the feeling of her hot wet mouth on my cock. The sounds of slurping and popping along with her moans that vibrated through me overwhelmed my senses making me harder than I had thought possible. I lost all sense of time and didn’t care to wonder if or when this would end. With a sudden suck and pop I felt the cool air run over my wet cock and felt my Mother crawling up onto the couch straddling me standing over me. I escort amasya opened my eyes to see my Mother lowering her wet cunt down to my face. “Oh, wo…” I was cut off by her pussy lips pressing against my mouth and grinding into my face. “That’s right, son. I hope you’re hungry.” I worked my mouth over her pussy as it ground into my lips, her juices flowing down my chin and onto my neck. She ran her hands through my hair gripping and pulling my head in rhythm with her rocking hips. Slipping and sliding over my mouth I drank deeply from her hot cunt, the sweetly salty taste of her coated my tongue as I pressed it deep inside of her. Suddenly she gripped my hair even harder and smashed her crotch hard against my mouth freezing and letting a shuddering moan escape her lips. My mouth was flooded with her juices and I swallowed hungrily. She slowly let go, collapsing down my chest pressing my hard cock between us, rubbing her juices that had run down my chest and over my stomach. She rested there, her arms d****d around my neck. It wasn’t long before I recovered and started rocking my hips up against her, grinding my cock against her pussy lips. My hands moved on their own, reaching down and grabbing thick handfuls of ass, pulling her into me with each rock of my hips against her. She moaned as she came back from her orgasm and began moving in time with me, lifting her hips a bit higher with each press of my cock against her slit. Finally she lifted her hips up above my rigid member pausing for the briefest of moments as our eyes locked and we realized what was about to happen. With an wave of pleasure and warmth she dropped down, sinking my cock deep inside of her, filling her and spreading her with my girth. Her pussy walls clamped down around me and my shaft began to shudder to a point of near vibration as we sat there perfectly still save the involuntary motion of our sexes, seemingly hell bent on becoming a singularity of forbidden pleasure.

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