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Just after my eighteenth birthday, father died of a massive heart attack as I was about to leave for college. I had just graduated from high school and, as a ‘star’ football player, had been courted by several colleges for a football scholarship. My first choice had been an Eastern school, but, after Dad’s death, I quickly changed my choice to the local state university, just across town from home.I didn’t want to be too far away from home and my distraught mother.

Mom and Dad had been married just over eighteen years, I had been conceived on their wedding night. Dad had been twenty-three and Mom just eighteen at the time. Over the course of the next three years, Mom had conceived, then miscarried, four times. After the fourth time she had elected to have her tubes tied as each miscarriage had been a very traumatic experience for her.

All that summer I had been at school, practising for the upcoming season. The only time off was the weekends and I could get home.

I really looked forward to those Saturdays and Sundays because then I had the privacy of my room in which I could ‘exercise’ my right hand, something I couldn’t do in the dorms at school.

At illegal bahis home, I could lay on my bed, stroking my fat, eight inch cock until I couldn’t hold back any longer and gobs of my white cum would shoot out, straight up into the air, to fall back onto my chest and belly. The feeling was so exhilerating and pleasurable that I could hardly wait till I was able to repeat the act. Then, after a second cum, I’d feel exhausted and readuly fall into a deep sleep.

It wasn’t till just before the football season competition started that I learned that Mom had often spied on me and my ‘stroking’ sessions. I had retreated to my room, undressed and lay down on the bed, my right hand wrapped around my already stiff cock when the bedroom door opened and Mom came in, wrapped in her housecoat. I had been caught in the act!

“I want that,” was all she said, throwing her robe aside to reveal that she was as naked as me.

I had always known that my mother was a very attractive woman, but, never in a sexual context. Now, all I could see was a sexual being standing in my room.

In the dim light I could make out her smallish breasts, tipped with dark nipples, her narrow illegal bahis siteleri waist, softly rounded belly and, surprisingly, no fur at the apex of her hips.

She wasted no time and was quickly astride my hips, holding my cock to direct it to her love tunnel. All I could feel was the warm silky wetness as her pussy slowly engulfed my stiff rod.

Once she was seated on my prick, Mom placed both hands on my chest and began rocking her hips back and forth. I could just make out that her eyes were closed tight and she had a smile on her lips. After a few minutes, her eyes opened and she looked down at me. “My tits, Robbie, play with my tits,” she whispered.

As I reached up to cover them with my hands, she covered my hands with hers, forcing me to press hard against her, rubbing and mashing the small mounds, feeling the hard nubs of her nipples against the palms of my hands.

“Yes, yes, just like that. Oh god, but it feels so good,” her voice husky in the moment.

In what seemed only seconds, Mom’s eyes seemed to glaze over as she stopped all motion and strained against me, holding her breath. As she came, her velvety cunt convulsed on my cock canlı bahis siteleri and I felt her juices flooding around my cock and soaking my groin.

A moment later her orgasm was over and she resumed moving back and forth on me.

Now I wanted to cum and I began, with some difficulty, thrusting my cock in and out of her cunt. Mom was meeting my every thrust with her own. Her right hand moved to her pussy and I could feel her rubbing her magic spot as she strove for another release.

We were both grunting like animals with each thrust and I began to feel that wonderful clenching in my gut that told me I was about to fill her with my cum. The room was filled with the sound of our wet groins slapping together. “Yes, oh yes, Robbie,” Mom cried out. “Do it, do it now, oh god, do it now, and once more I felt her cunt convulsing on my prick. That drove me over the edge and my cock began pulsing with each shot of my cum exploding into her depths. Jeezus, it felt so damned good that I just couldn’t contain my self and I all but screamed out, “YEAH, FUCK MOM, FUCK.”

With the last pulse of my cock, Mom fell forward onto me, we were both almost breathless and panting. I clutched her warm body to mine. In that moment I knew it had been completely wrong but I didn’t give a damn and was already looking forward to the next time Mom and I would fuck. For her part, Mom simply sighed, “My football hero.”

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