1. A Small Caravan


    Date: 5/6/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: draghunt, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My parents broke up during my first year of university. I think without me there, they just didn't have anything in common anymore. Before that, every summer my parents would save coupons from newspapers and go on the cheap holidays they offered, as it was all we could afford. On the phone with my mother one night, she lamented that we wouldn't be going on our little holidays any more. She sounded so sad and lonely, it was painful, I just wanted to cheer her up. "Why don't just me and you go?" I suggested. "Really?" she asked, seeming to brighten up. "Sure! I have some time off coming up in a month or so, get saving the coupons and we'll go away, just the two of us." I was actually excited about the idea myself. I had always been very close to my mother. My dad had always been a manly-man type who liked football and beer and never understood his sensitive son who preferred reading books and playing geeky games with his friends. Me and my mother liked all the same movies and played some of those geeky games together. She was a teaching assistant at the local primary school and was very artistic and sensitive herself. After that conversation, the holiday was all we talked about. A few weeks later when we had both bought enough newspapers to get all the coupons, we discussed our options. We didn't have a whole lot of money to spend, and the best options we could afford were in a holiday park, with either three nights in a large static caravan with a bedroom each, or six nights ...
    in a small caravan with only a double bed. "Shall I book the static caravan then?" my mother suggested. "I think we should go for the smaller one myself, we get a whole week then." I offered. "I doubt there's a sofa to sl**p on, and the floor space will be tiny?" my mother said, confused. "I mean we'll just have to share the bed silly." I said. "You'd want to share a bed together?" she asked, a little shocked. "Don't you want to?" I asked. "Sure, I wanted to suggest it, I just assumed you'd find it weird!" she said, sounding happy. So my mother booked the holiday, and we got planning. It was strange, I did really miss my mother while I was living in the halls at my university, and whenever I thought about sharing a bed with her, I got a raging hard on, and my heart would start pounding. I'd always been kind of flirty with my mother, as she was exactly the kind of woman I found attractive. Dark chestnut hair that fell below her shoulders, blue eyes almost too big for her face, thick swollen lips and perky cheekbones on a thick, chubby body with a broad backside and full, 38F breasts. That night as I masturbated I kept imagining my mother. I tried to push her out but I couldn't, and I climaxed whilst picturing my mother in one of the silk nighties she used to wear during our movie nights. It felt really strange but it was one of the best masturbation sessions I'd ever had. A couple of days later, while in the university library I got a text message from my mother. "Eep! I don't ...
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