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Click here"Why? Not like you already haven't seen me naked. And I was hungry after my nap. Didn't expect you home so early today anyway," I shot back, reminding her that she had her own dirty little secrets that she was still trying to keep from me.
"Still..." she half whispered as she walked over pouring herself a cup of luke-warm coffee from the pot, taking a seat at the kitchen table, though her eyes were once more locked on a certain dangling appendage of mine. "What if someone were to suddenly drop by and see you like that?" She asked.
"Like who? Aunt Susan?" I laughed. "Where is she anyway?" I then asked.
"Taking a bit of a nap herself," mom responded. "She was very tired." I walked around behind mom, placing my fingers on the back of her neck, rubbing her shoulders.
"You look a bit exhausted yourself," I stated. "Bet you could use a nice relaxing back-rub," I suggested as I continued massaging her neck and shoulders.
"Oh that would feel good," mom freely admitted. "I really could use one of those," she added to that. "Been a while."
"How about I set up the table for you then?" I offered, seeing her brief hesitation. Years ago when I had toyed with the idea of attending massage school and doing that for a profession, we had set up the kitchen table with the extended leaf in it, so she could lay down on that. With a foam padded cushion, we'd managed to make it work as I practiced on mom, though back then she had always worn a two piece swimming suit. "Without the bikini this time," I added. "No need for that either, and besides...I can do a much better job giving you a massage without it."
"A massage..." mom said looking at me. "Just the massage right?"
"Right." I grinned. "Now...finish your coffee, I'll go up and get some clean sheets, the foam mat and baby oil. When you're ready after that, I'll give you a really nice relaxing massage."
Mom soon after headed downstairs to remove her clothing again as I headed upstairs to gather the things I needed, not to mention turning on my video program so I could record all of this. My mind already deviously coming up with an entirely new idea as I did that.
Things were about to get really interesting, and I wasn't about to let this golden opportunity pass by without taking advantage of it.
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7a5 months agoVery good story. Well written. Logically constructed. Good use of the English language. Gutter slang used only when the situation warrented. Although it makes the story, I hate game play between people/characters. Honesty is the only acceptable path between mature human beings.
Anonymousover 1 year agoVERY HOT STORY!However,personally,I would not have included John's Mom.Instead ,I would have added his aunt's best friend.I am not fond on incest between Mom/Son and Dad/Daughter,I am fond of incest between sister/brother ,aunt//nephew and niece/uncle,That's my personal point of view and I also respect those who like incest I'm not fond of.Here is my true story..My name is Michael was 13 when my hormones began to let me have weird ideas on women,My best fantasy was my aunt Angie,32 years old,standing 5 ft 8,auburn hairs,grey eyes,long legs, more than medium boobs and a pair of asses which would have damned a saint.She stayed with us,as she was not married was/is my Dad's sisteShe left us when she got married and moved to Canada with her husband.I have peeped at her gorgeous nude body when she was taking her showers,Our house was in wood colonial type and my room was adjacent to the bathroom.The separation was in wood and corrugated iron sheets.That meant that there was always one or two ittle holes left after workers had workers had done some repairs.During the 3 years since I started to masturbate,I must have cummed 500 times or more when,either I was peeping at her or when I was alone in my bed.I'm not shy to say that I secretly wept when she left our house not only because her nude body would miss me a lot but also because she was my favourite aunt.During the 20 years that followed, we rarely met,only during family weddings or special family gatherings.Though she had given birth to two children,she was still very gorgeous and sometimes ,when I was around 36 years old , I told her,when we were alone"Auntie,what is your secret to remain still young and keep such a Top Model body ?"She just smiled and told me.".You You"You are now a gorgeous young man and you surely put girls chasing you,on a waiting list"I just said"Of course,but unfortunately, the only woman I could love and give my life for her,is untouchable""She asked me"Do I know her?" I turned away and said?"MAYBE"She became a widow when she was 55.She was alone as her two children had already been married and were no longer living with her. I have had many women in my life but I could not stay long with them..The reason was"THE CULPRIT WAS MY AUNT ANGIE".I loved her..I wanted her !"So.a year after the burial of her husband,I asked her to come in my house and relax.She immediately accepted, and came home a week afterwards.Affer the 2 nd day,after we had drunk some cups of wine,while talking on the sofa,she suddenly asked me"Michael,I still remember that you told me that you had gone out with many women but the one you preferred most was untou!She looked into my eyes and said"WAS IT ME".I looked at her with loving eyes zndszid5"Yes Auntie,IT WAS AND IS STILL YOU!!That is why I' m still not married!"Angie put her right hand on my cheek and said Oh baby,Oh baby,I really knew that the woman was me ,I wanted you since then ,but I was still married. .I often thought of you when vucking with my husband..I also wanted you...I still want you...Angie gave me a kiss having the taste of honey.Our tongues met and ate each others one..I undressed her and she did same to me.We explored each other's body..We MADE LOVE on the first time and afterwards"WE FUCKECD"like animals during hours,morning and night. during her stay.I asked her to sell her house and to buy a flat in the same building .as mine.She finalised everything in 2 months and since 2 years ,WE are now together in her her flat or mine. We have kept the two flats in case her children or our siblings come to visit us,
Ulises1almost 4 years agoFor a while, Arthur Miller lived out in Paris by writing porn stories.
After his initial success, the publisher asked him for more, but cautioned him to be more direct, "to get to the point" faster.
When I read that, I both understood the publisher and also understood he was somehow wrong.
It's true that when lust takes command we tend to be urged to get there immediately, but as your writings prove, and experience in real life confirms, most of the pleasure is in our minds, the thinking, the whishing, the imagining, the plotting, the fantasizing... before everything explodes and we let our instincts claim their prize in the, now yes, urgent, very urgent, battle of bodies looking for the confrontation that will confirm them that they weren't wrong, that all those desires were shared by someone else, by some others, the subject of them, making great everything in life.
But the truth is only very good authors know how to walk that fine line, how to manage the required tempo, the building up the tension, the passion.
You really have to know how to do that, and it is not an easy task.
Yo certainly know how to do that, so
Congratulations
Enhorabuena
And thank you, Gracias
Many Feathersalmost 13 years agoAuthorHave something else in mind for the video stuff. So stay tuned!
digdaddyrichalmost 13 years agoI hope that his scheme makes his mom, beg him for his cock. That would be so hot. Drive her crazy wanting him to fuck her.
A message with oil is perfect time of oil up her ass, and drive her out of her mind with fingering both of her holes.
I'll be watching for the next chapter. Thanks for the read.
