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Semester Break With Mom Day 3Well, day three has arrived and I ended up working for Dad all morning but he relived me for the afternoon. He said Mom might have some need of me…I sure hoped so. She had been at one of those Church Ladies meetings so she was dressed really nice…heels and hose, of course. I helped with lunch dishes…eyeing Mom all the while with an apron on my wondering if she had ever just worn a apron. With that chore done she invited me into the living room and asked me to sit on the couch.. She sat nearly knee to knee with me perched on the hassock for Dad’s big chair. “We need to get caught up,” she said. “On what,” I asked. “On our journey to what we did the other night, it happened so quickly after a pretty long dry spell. You need to tell me about when you started you interest in me in a sexual way. You tell me your story and I will follow with mine…this wasn’t one-sided, you realize,” she finished.I told her I started quite early when I was young taking me to meeting like she was at just that morning. Women were dressed nicely and I began an interest in ladies’ legs…long, short skinny, shapely as long as they had nylons on. At home I realized I could watch you put on stockings as you always sat on a chair that was in my brother’s and my bedroom near the only closet in the old farm house. I began to peek around the corner sometimes and finally walked in a few times looking for something in my desk. Finally one day when I was about 10 or 11 I asked if I could help you and show me how the garters worked. “Yes, I remember and I let you fasten them, right?” I will never forget how beautiful her full thighs looked, so soft and alluring. “How did you know to come in at the right time, I have always wondered?” she asked. “Well Mom, our house is small and rooms arranged so one could walk through the rooms in a circle, also I learned all the noises of various doors and drawers in your closet. When I got really quiet, I knew your were putting on your nylons,” I confessed. “I’ll be, no wonder you always showed up at the opportune time,” she said with a sigh. “Tell me about when you started getting aroused by watching me.” she asked. I told her that at first at around age 9 or 10 I would get what I now call mini-erections…my penis wouldn’t grow but became hard, I just thought I needed to pee, but that wasn’t the case. But I looked forward to the feeling for some reason not yet known to me. A couple years later my penis grew when it got hard from seeing you …especially if you walked through my room in just your slip. I could see the outline of your curves and legs and that excited me..you were never naked, of course, but I always wanted to see more. I still was unsure of what was happening to me, but then one early morning when I was about thirteen I awoke from a dream with a giant sticky mess in my underwear! My Wet Dream had finally arrived, some friends had already had theirs, and I didn’t know whether to look forward to it or fear it. “Please describe it to me,” Mom ordered. “Well, as I recall I was on my stomach probably grinding my hips on the bed when I exploded, it was kind of scary especially the dream part,” I said. “How do you mean,” she inquired. “Well Mom, there was a woman in the konak escort dream.” “Anyone you knew,” she asked. “Well….yes I stammered…it seemed to be one woman, but had some of the parts of three…you and my two aunts, your sisters! Even three pretty distinct voices calling my name,” I exclaimed. “OMG,” she exclaimed,”but really they have been a big part of your life, you know.”“Yes, I know and I think the wold of them,” I added, “And they have their special feminine physical attributes too.”“They sure do, one tall and curvy, my twin very petite…we are all three different,” Mom added. “Also I will tell you I knew of the episode…you tried to hide your underwear at the bottom of the clothes hamper…that pair was stuck to the bottom when I emptied it for laundry day. I would not have noticed if they were mixed in the other stuff of yours. I’m glad I found them, then I knew you were becoming a man! That was about the time we later worked in the field and I wore that old loose dress and no bra…you liked that.”“I sure did and to be honest that is about when I started my somewhat regular habit of masturbation, really that just makes you want the real thing,” I told. “Yes, I learned of that too as tissue from the box in your bedroom started being used at an alarming rate and I knew you didn’t have a cold. See mothers know..” she said. “Then to it’s funny as I look back, you never asked to see me naked, like some boys I hear ask their Moms.”“In honesty Mom, I sure thought about asking, but I didn’t know if you would let me touch you then…I would have been disappointed if I couldn’t touch what I was seeing. But I will tell you I saw you almost nude every night if I wanted to. You see the bathroom door like all the doors in our old house had large keyholes…I cleaned out the dust out of the keyhole in the door from my room to the bathroom and I could see you from your knees to your waist standing up and your shoulders and head while you were in the tub…the fun part was watching you undress and then later dry off…the best part was when you bent over to swish the last of the water to the drain and I got to view that beautiful growth of hair between your legs…I look forward to seeing that!” “I will let you in on a secret…myself and my sisters have pretty good patches down there, mine the most…I even asked MY mother when it started to get thick if I could thin it out…she said no, you leave what you were given alone, some man will appreciate it someday.” “How long did you watch me?” She asked. “just a few nights, really, just to fill my mind with views for recalling during ‘jacking off,’ I said. “Did you like what you saw?” “Of course I did!” “ I guess I should have showed myself, but things have worked out OK this way, don’t you think?” I have no complaints, Mom.”“Now son, I am really excited that you were that interested in my body, but weren’t you attracted to girls at school by then?” she asked “Oh sure, but they were just girls, not women!” I said. “But my body is not perfect like some young girls, that’s what made me a reluctant to show off….my legs aren’t beautiful, my breasts sag a little and I’ve always thought my hips shouldn’t be wider than my shoulders,” she wondered. konak escort bayan “Mom, I love your legs, even those spider veins add to the mystery, maybe carrying me caused them, you know I could stare at them for hours. Your boobs are out of this world to look at and touch, and those hips are fun to watch from behind, besides you need wide hips to contain those nice big soft thighs,” I reassured. “I suppose I should be flattered as a 54 yr. old woman to be preferred over some nubile, unproven female,” Mom said. “I like full-grown women,” I said. “I’m glad you do,” she agreed, but here’s the rest of Mom’s story. “I was married at 18 and a mother at 19 in the height of the Great depression, then the War came…we moved a few times while your father put his farming dream on hold while working for defense contractors. We were able to save money to buy this small farm and rent another larger one…then you came along late in our lives. Your Dad was somewhat chagrined as my time would be devoted to you instead of helping him on the farms. That is partly why you spent so much time with me and we developed a special bond together AND with your two aunts, of course one of which had no k**s. As you got older, so did your Dad as he is 11 years older than I…I think you can see that I sacrificed a lot of fun then and of course now due to his work and now age…I really enjoyed sex in my youth and had to shelve my enthusiasm for years. I refused to search for “fun” outside my marriage…then that day when you were almost in High school when you wanted to “help me” with my nylons one more time. I let you fasten my garters, then you felt my upper leg and hip with a long open handed feel…I panicked and told you no more…you see I was aroused like I noticed you were, but you were much to young for me to let you explore me just then…that is why I waited to that day in the field I made sure you could see my modest breasts for so long it would finally entice you to get curious once again! I gambled that my ‘advertising’ would cause you to make a verbal move, but I was also prepared for you to just stick your hand into my dress and grab a feel, as they say.” “Gosh Mom, thanks for that story. Also, I would not have touched you without permission because I was afraid then I would never get to feel your body ever again. Even when I watched you through the keyhole my heart was almost beating out of my chest! Especially the first time I looked…in subsequent occasions I settled down for the show…I watched in wonderment at those beautiful breasts swung, shook and even got longer with your every motion as you bent over. That day in the vineyard your nipples appeared hard, swollen and even a bright shade of pink. I sure hoped then that I could touch them and even put my lips them. With this sharing of thoughts I think now that I am responsible for making up to to you lost opportunities for sex!”“Well son, I will take you up on that offer…even if you find a nice girlfriend promise me you will still give me a little now and then,” she stated. “Oh, don’t worry I really like when we are sharing each other,” I replied. By now Mom had moved off the hassock and settled in next to me, her legs stretched out escort konak and her chest touching mine. Her dress this day had a zipper down the back and had long sleeves. As we kissed I slowly moved the zipper down and slipped the dress of her shoulders. Almost in the same motion she slid her arms out of the sleeves …now I slid the straps of her slip off her shoulders too.. all the while our lips locked to each other while flitting our tongues around making in occasional slurping noises. “We need to go into your room,” she demanded. We stood up and that caused her dress and slip to fall around her ankles. She stepped out, I picked up the garments and followed her wiggling behind to my room. I tossed the dress and slip onto the unused bed and we fell onto mine in an embrace. “You, my son, have too many clothes on…take some off, please,” she ordered. I peeled down to my skivvies and asked if I could unfasten her garters. “Oh, you needn’t ask any more, just go ahead.” She stood up and I proceeded to undo the 4 garters as she slowly turned around, she sat on the edge of my bed and I slowly removed her nylons from her long legs, taking extra time to feel those full, soft warm thighs. Next I slipped her bra straps off her shoulders as she turned to let me undo the back. Her beautiful 34b’s spilled out into the open much to my delight. “I think they need to be played with for a bit,” she said. “I would love too,” I agreed.I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fondle them or suck on them, soooo I did both! My mouth loved the texture and taste of the glands that had nourished me in my early days. “That feels so good to have you on my nipples again, now for the pure pleasure,” she exclaimed. One of her arms was around my neck while the other forced her way into my shorts to reveal my rock hard dick. Her hand wrapped around it and stroked it. “Be careful, I don’t want it to go off in thin air!” We tugged away at each others underwear exposing us to each other. “Leave the garter belt on, it won’t be in the way,” she quickly said as she lay on her back. I rose up on my knees to admire this wondrous mature body offered to me. Mom pulled her legs up and spread them wide open …I spotted a touch of pink among her bush and moved forward to insert my manhood into her womanhood! Her experienced pussy wrapped around me as I quickly began to pump. I could not imagine a more perfect view of feminine maturity than what I was beholding. “Oh my gosh that feels so good,” she squealed, “keep it up for as long as you can, please, please!” The words of our discussion rolled through my mind, making this act frowned on by society all of a sudden seem so right and pleasurable. I placed my face near hers, my hands under her shoulders and pumped as hard as I could my tool into her lovely pussy almost as to relieve her years of sexual denial in one short session! I loved the movement of her body beneath me, breasts moving, my belly rubbing hers, and those wonderful legs holding me tight. The sounds and scents also arose to be part of the experience, all causing me to erupt in a flood of cum being deposited as deep as I could into her pussy. I stayed atop her until the last feeble spurts of my jizz drained out of me into her. Still in an embrace we rolled to our sides looking deep into each others eyes.She gathered herself together enough to say,”aren’t you glad you peeked around the corner to watch me years ago?” “I sure am Mom,” I agreed. All of the time thinking about the son of the first man being the second man…

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