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Lmine eggs are full of juice. I’m coming with you jerk off no longer after. If I finally juiced myself, it doesn’t take long and I’m horny again.
In the evening I can no longer fall asleep without “facilitating myself” without “relieving”. Every day also starts much nicer when the desire between my fingers knows and creamy before getting up.
Only – in the long run, only jerking off a bit one -sided – an erotic monoculture, so to speak,.
I already know: women are the alternative.
Only – where do you get when not stealing? I have natural girlfriend. But she wants relationship care, wants to be taken emotionally seriously. There are about half an hour of 08/15 sex for hours. Nobody will be fed up with it.
The longer I think about it, the clearer it becomes me: I need a woman with the same hunger for sex and lust.
But if you are only 18 years old, the women don’t run the doors.
So it’s time to wait and continue to search and continue to dream.In the next room in our apartment I would have a splendid specimen of a woman – mine Mother. Thirty -five years old, plump, solid breasts, a tight ass and an unsatisfied cunt. Papa moved out years ago, and since then no other man has exceeded the threshold of her bedroom door. What a nasty of nature! I lie in my room, I’m horny for four and can rub my crossbar while my mother is in her bedroom and your sexual desires can certainly not deny in the long run.
Yesterday I was horny all day again.
While mother was at work, I went to her bedroom and ransacked her underwear in her closet. There they were, the treasures that can cover their bare meat. Your brh’s alone bring me to the edge of the ecstasy. When I imagine how the big cups hold and surround their pugs, I get to cumshot right away.
And first your briefs. I poor guy dream of your plum and the thinest fabric because in front of me can flatter your vagina every day. With her bra in my hand, I caressed myself extensively.
Somehow I have to succeed in getting to bed to my mother. Only, that’s not easy.
I can’t open the bedroom door in the evening and say: “Hello mom, I am there. I’m totally horny and I am fed up with jerking off all the time. Can you please be so nice to get to bed with me and to satisfy me extensively?“I already see my mother’s shaken face in front of me. That will not do.
In this way I fly out of the bedroom in this way and that’s it.
But there must be a different access. It must be possible to address your maternal vein, maybe then I will succeed.
Or I just go into the bedroom and take it by force. Door open, into bed, I crowded between her thighs and just put it in her. Which mother already shows her own Son at?Only, in the long run this is not a lustful idea.
Then maybe I had fun and then never again. And besides, she is my mother. Of course she is sometimes a bit strict and especially Bieder, but I can’t actually complain about her.
Something has to come to mind in any case – that doesn’t go on like this.
Astridich does not want to complain. I wanted it myself.
Rolf was not a bad man. We just lived apart. The separation was the best. And most of the time I don’t work either – really not.
Only sometimes, in the evening, it is damn lonely and cold in bed. The apartment is tidy and nothing is worth seeing on television. I then move back to my room. A glass of red wine, a good book, pleasant music from the boxes of the stereo system.
Sometimes I suddenly fall over the longing behind me.
Unsignless, unexpectedly, like a good boxer blow directly into the stomach area. Then I have to feel someone, have someone in bed, cuddle, cuddle, feel closeness, have good sex. But nothing happens.
Sometimes I stroke myself to the climax. In the beginning I was ashamed of it like a schoolgirl. In the meantime I masturbate almost every day without feelings of guilt, but in the long run it is not a really satisfactory solution. But I no longer want to go into a new relationship – all in all, as a single woman, I feel good.
I earn my own money, I am independent, no account of any account. Sometimes just nature pushes hungry and greedy to the surface.
Michael has always been very strange lately. I notice that he stares at my breasts that he looks at me in a desiring one. I always pretend that I don’t notice it, but of course I notice it.
It has become a young man. Yesterday I was the shower and didn’t cordon off. Completely surprisingly, Michael came into the bathroom. I was just when I was drying and I was completely naked.
He stared at me and then left the bathroom immediately. I don’t know what should be special when he sees me naked, after all I am his mother. But it is still something else, whether a child looks innocently, or a coveting young man, even if it is his own son. I then dried and dressed.
Somehow I was messed up for the rest of the day. The short encounter In the bathroom I threw me completely out of the track. His eyes on my bare skin, on my full breasts, on my pelvis, still burn on my shame like fire.
Michael today I saw mother naked in the bathroom. One can only say: she can be seen.
I didn’t think that your boobs are still so plump and firm. And between the legs there has been a thick, dark forest. I prefer the shaved women, but what is not yet, can still be 🙂 She is really frightened, I noticed it right away. I would like to be with her and would have attacked her everywhere, outline.
But I’m out of the door and straight into the room. I immediately got my stiff out and started massaging. He was hard and stiff as it hasn’t been for a long time. I imagined that my mother takes my cock tenderly in my hand and licks it.
I came immediately at the performance.
Astrid I no longer get out of my head in the bathroom. I cooked for us two tonight. Michael pretended to have never happened, but I know that he is watching me all the time. He stares at me like an old lust.
If I’m honest, I have to say that at times he is good for me to get a young man’s attention. After all, he sees young, attractive girls and women on the street every day. I put on a skirt tonight. I don’t always like to walk around in pants, even if everyone says it is more comfortable at home.
Somehow I feel softer, more woman. Or is it just because I know that Michael likes it?Michaeloh God, no one can withstand that in the long run. Today she ran around in a short skirt in the kitchen in the evening. I would have loved to approach her from behind, if she had pushed her skirt over her pelvis and reached her directly on her plum.
I don’t know, they want to make me hot? And her breasts. It goes much more upright, proud, more feminine. I like when your boobs press through the blouse.
I broke up my girlfriend today. The relationship didn’t give me anything anymore and besides, I am with my mother all the time anyway with my thoughts.
The longer I look at her, the more I recognize what an exciting and sensual woman she is actually.
I want to go back to her body, I want her naked, warm skin again, suck on her breasts like 16 years ago. Only I’ve gotten a little bigger now and it won’t stay when sucking . I have to feel between her legs and her warm cunt.
A kingdom for my mother’s pussy 🙂 Astridheute have the colleagues in the office said how well I look. I didn’t react to it, but it was good for me.
When I look in the mirror, I really have to say that I look ten years younger. If it didn’t sound so stupid, I would say that I am in love. Wouldn’t be a bad thing if it were not his own son of all places.
I shouldn’t dramatize right away. It is simply fine to still be desired at my age.
It takes a while, then Michael finds an attractive friend and that’s it. But it is exciting to live under his eyes. He opens up like a young, panting dog to hold a fresh sausage under his nose.
When you go to your room, it smells like in a Bockstall for lust and flowering. I just need to look into his trash.
There the wet handkerchiefs are piling up, even though it is not a little teat. Yesterday, empty the trash, I got one out and smelled on it. The intense smell of sperm is still damp and wet in my nose. He must have taken care of it himself before getting up.
I suddenly became terribly horny. I put myself in his bed and stroked myself to the climax. With the wet handkerchief I massaged my vagina and felt his juice on my labia.
This is not the way it can go on. Where should all this lead if I continue to let myself be driven? I have to get solid ground under my feet again.
Michael today was exactly a week ago where I happened to see her in the bathroom.
Only seven days ago and it happens to me like an eternity. Every hour where I am not at home is lost time. In the past few days I have the feeling that mom also looks at me strangely, followed me with her hungry looks. Yesterday, at breakfast I saw that she had nipples despite the bra stiffness.
Through the fabric of the bra and its blouse, the pointed hills of their erect warts were seen. The blood was shot with them, I got up and went to school without breakfast. For a moment longer and I would have fallen over my own mother.
Last week at 5 p.m. 20 she was showering. I’ll go back to the bathroom today.
Maybe I find underwear from her, for dreaming, wanking..
Astrid previous week he came into the bathroom surprisingly. I still feel his eyes on my skin. Michael, why don’t you come and take me in my arms. I want to feel you, feel.
You can do everything with me, but silence the longing in me. I burn internally and can’t do anything about it. I now take off, take a shower and dream that your hands drive over my body.
Michaelich listened to the bathroom door. She is back inside, you hear the water rushing.
When I go in now, I don’t see anything because the shower door is closed. If I wait longer and then go in, she knows that this is no longer a coincidence. What should I do?I am nervous and excited as before my first date. Why is everything so complicated, so difficult?I want to feel my mother, I want to feel her, make you happy.
Mom, come a little towards me and let me realize that you want that too. I can’t just attack you, touch you. What if you don’t want the whole thing if everything is just my imagination, my dream is?She turned out the shower. She will immediately open the shower door and dry itself.
Mom as I long for you ..
Astriddie warm drops of water are not your hands – I can put the water hot, as far as I want.
I feel so empty, so alone. I would have stayed better in the city than trying to revive the old feelings. How could I be so childish and fall in love with my own son. The punishment of God follows the foot.
I am right. Now I stand in the hot water vapor and inside it shivered.
Life is nothing more than a dream that never comes true.
I could cry. I open a bottle of wine tonight, and get born. Maybe then I’ll feel better then.
Just forget everything.
Michaelich just go in. She can’t throw me more than. I just say I forgot something in the bathroom. In addition, she is to blame herself if she doesn’t get together.
How do I get the idea that the bathroom door is open? I haven’t tried it yet.
Now I have it! It’s like a god’s sentence. I’m trying quietly if mom has blocked the door. If she is too, I know that she doesn’t want to know anything from me. If it is open, I go inside.
I will think of something I will say.
Astridda moves quietly the jack. Michael, you are outside!!! Please, please, come in, my darling. So come on. Why let me wait?He stands outside! Maybe he’s doing the same as me? I don’t know what is he still waiting for?Michaelis is open.
But she probably just forgot to lock up. How can I be measured in such a way to conclude my mother’s desire from an unexpected bathroom door. What am I to do? Why does everything get stuck on me. I am 16, she is 35.
Actually, it should be due to her to take the first step, to tell me that she too wants to be touched, that she too longs for me.
Astridich can no longer stand it. I’m just going out, naked, and see how he reacts.
I will think of something then.
How cool the jack is. A single wrong look from him, and I can never look him in the eye again. I hope he knows and appreciates what I’m doing for him now.
Michaeldie door goes up.
Mom comes out, naked. I look at her big. We greet each other, pretend that we are both surprised. That can’t be.
“Should I get you a towel?”Astrid” yes, that would be fine!“Quickly back into the moisture and the warmth of the bathroom.
Michael comes with the towel, it is enough for me.
“Could you please dry my back?“I feel the woolly fabric of the towel on the back. His hands, his fingers are only a few millimeters away from my heated, glowing skin. I stick to the radiator so as not to pass out. Hopefully he doesn’t stop, never stops again.
I close my eyes and enjoy it gentle movements on my skin.
Michael her big, heavy breasts dangle with every movement. I would like to reach mom with my arms and take her breasts in hand. Right in front of me is her wife’s pelvis, the approach of your pussy. I’m now drying the edge of the back.
How by chance I will touch the approach of your breasts. I will see from her reaction whether I went too far.
Astridine wide, flat movements he rubs me dry. Actually, he’s already finished. I know and he knows.
Nevertheless, he doesn’t stop Contact Do not want to lose my skin. How accidentally strokes his hand along my side and easily touches my breasts like a butterfly. Now I have to put a stop, I have to turn them out and take the towel out of his hand. But I don’t do anything and pretend that nothing had happened and continue to enjoy..
Michaelwas for a pleasant feeling to paint along her breasts.
Didn’t she notice it or is it not uncomfortable for her? Under the protection of the towel, nothing can happen to me. Not I touch her breasts, but I dry them. If she hasn’t reacted so far, I can actually get a little more pretending. I just go there again as if it happened.
See what she does.
Astrider has touched my breasts again. My knees shred and my legs become soft. I feel how I excited how I get wet – from my own son. That shouldn’t be, and that shouldn’t be.
And nevertheless. I want to have it – here and now.
Michaelmama turns around. Out of the dream. I went too far.
I was too cheeky and cheeky. But it was infinitely fine to be able to touch her again. She looks at me. She takes the towel out of my hand.
Your mouth will open and prepare me, a dream is over.
Astridmichael, my darling, what are you looking at so fearful? Do you believe, I want to reprimand you. No, I could only. I’m just taking your hands and ..
Michaelsie takes my hands and put them directly on her breasts, pure, without a towel. Oh mom! I look at them and in the next moment we fall on top of each other.
Mom, I want to feel you, feel, you don’t even know how much I desire you. Your breasts are so tight, so tight, so beautiful … how good they lie in my hand. I suck myself on your warts.
Mom has dark, large wart courtyards and in between her nipples stand stiff and firmly up. My hands wander between her thighs. She is wet and hot. Mom is on the sinking of excitement.
My cock is already blowing my tight slip, standing stiff and firmly from me. I want to have you, feel, right here and now. I tear the Jean off my body, panties, and mum climb from above. It is lying under me with widened thighs and trembling me ..
Astrider has the impatience of a young bull.
On the one hand a child that longs for love and tenderness, and on the other hand a horny, proud man. He can’t expect it, everything wants to have everything at once. He greedily kneads my breasts, licks them and sucks himself tightly. A little moments later, of course, he has to test whether I leave it between my thighs.
Of course you can, my darling, I haven’t been waiting for it for so long.
And that with your impatience we can get there too. Once you have really lived out and hose, you will become tender, empathetic.
I as your mother know that. And until then you can satisfy yourself with me, in me,.
Michaelich fuck my own mother. It is below me, our tongues can be found, merge together.
My cock pushes into her, over and over again. I want to pie on her, never let go of it again. She absorbs each of my violent bumps with her pelvis, comes towards me with her warm cunt. I could sink into her warm, soft, horny hole.
I want to fuck them in all holes, in all ..
My movements are becoming increasingly violent. I can’t hold back. All my longing, my lust, my greed explode with a loud outcry in her. Mom hugs me and presses me tightly to herself.
For the first time in my life I come to my mother.
Astrid: He is immediately time. I am ready my darling. He bumps like a young god. Demanding, hard, greedy.
His face distorts with lust, his back is covered with a thin layer of welding. Come to me my dear.
My son ejaculates hot and violently into me.
Finally we are together………
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