I was in my room jacking off, again, and my mind was searching desperately for something to focus on so that I could cum.
The image of my mother, Joanne, filled my mind. She had on the blue L.L. Bean fleece from earlier when she was teaching my sister how to macramé plant hangers. She has slippers on the house with multicolored patterns and fluffy white cuffs of fur on the top like Ugg's. Her jeans are skintight and in my mind are on the ground around her ankles, she is bent over in a black thong. I keep stroking, then finally, the idea of sliding my 9-inch cock into my mother's tight ass suddenly caused me to explode.
The first few ropes flew up so hard they hit my chin and face, and the rest flooded my chest and stomach, I was a mess.
I got up to get a towel to wipe up my mess. I peered into the hallway, first left, then right, it was clear, for now.
I walked briskly toward the bathroom and just when I thought I would make it, I heard my parents' room door open just behind me, oh shit!
I panicked and ran into Dad's dimly lit office. I hid in a spot that had saved me multiple times in past endeavors. However, at 18, I looked and sounded almost identical to my dad, and I would soon discover that I even came like him.
(Bang, my foot hit my dad's office chair and sent it into a bookshelf causing all kinds of racket... this cannot be happening... there is my dad's jacket and hat and for some reason, I still do not know why, I thought I would be able to play it cool and pretend to be Dad, but I had to try! My mother usually has her contacts out by now and has terrible vision. I had just managed to get the hat on when the door to the office opened.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Joanne called as the door to her husband's study was opening. "Honey are you back early, I didn't expect you until later tonight?" she asked, stepping into the study, and staring directly back at me.
In my best attempt at Dad's manly voice, I replied "Caught a bit of an earlier flight, wanted to work on some stuff." I said in my best fake Dad voice... my heart was about to go dry when she sighed and came over to me.
"Did you miss your little fuck toy?" Mom asked in her sluttiest voice.
I could not say a word and was trying when she suddenly approached me and put her index finger over my lips. "Shh, I have just the thing, don't say a word, let me take care of this for you!" Mom says to Dad, well, me.
Before I can say anything further my mom, Joanne, drops to her knees in front of her youngest son and pulls my cock out of my sweatpants. She reaches her slender fingers in and takes my cock out and puts the whole thing in her mouth as it starts to harden.
I want to object and warn her but the other side of me could not help but watch her magnificent lips envelop my cock!
Holy shit, my dream woman, my MOM, was on her knees blowing me thinking I was my old man... I am so dead is all that is running through my mind until my mother starts using her hands in conjunction with her mouth.
I place my hand on her head as she begins to bob back and forth on my glistening shaft. I lose focus on space and time and watch in utter amusement and amazement as my mother blows me with youthful
My cock grows to its full 9-inch mast in no time and starts bouncing off the back of my own mother's throat!
Taking more than half then randomly stopping to slide her tongue around the head and pop her mouth of all the while she so quietly humming. ("mmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhmmm, slop, pop, breath, and back down)
I am impressed by the sight of my mom, her lips, her tongue, her cleavage.
Fuck it, I think as she is blowing sloppily on my cock, wish I had her tits out.
As if she can read my mind, she stops pulls her top past her C cups and returns to sucking without a break in focus.
I watch intently as my own Mom makes mouth music to my organ.
