1. A Small Caravan


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

    She raised her eyebrow. "Well, I suppose that's what boyfriends do, we want to be convincing after all." she said. When we got to the pool, the changing cubicles were unisex. We agreed a couple would share one, not take one each, so we found a double cubicle and entered, sliding the bolt to lock us in. I couldn't stop myself watching my mother undressing. I tried to do it discretely but women know when they are being watched, there's nothing you can do about it. Plus I was so distracted I was fumbling dumbly with my own clothing. She took off her strappy top to reveal a white strapless bra, her huge breasts spilling over the top. She slid off her shorts showing me a matching pair of white panties, her broad backside round and perfect. It was at this point she turned to me. "Well, aren't you all grown up." she said. I was confused for a second before I looked down and realised I had undressed to my boxers and I had a full erection straining to escape them. I flushed bright red and instinctively moved my hand to cover it. She laughed and said "Relax, I know boys your age, you get hard over a shapely table leg." I smiled. "I suppose the little guy just reacts to any gorgeous woman, no matter who she is." I said. "I still have another layer of clothing to go, do I need to fear for my eyes?" she joked. "Maybe you should turn sideways when you take your boxers off, don't want you prodding my eyes out." She remained looking into my eyes as she unclipped her bra and slid it down over ...
    her arms, revealing her huge 38F breasts. She must have heard me gasp. "Your fat old mother really that nice to look at?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips, the action pushing her chest out, her breasts swaying slightly. "I won't lie" I said "If we were the couple we're pretending to be, there would be some very mischievous goings-on in this cubicle right now." "What a shame. I haven't had any mischief in a long time." she said. I smiled and slid off my boxers, my 7 inch thick erection springing up as the waistband went over it. It was my mother's turn to gasp. "To think, if you weren't my son we'd have very satisfied expressions on our faces when we finally got into that pool." She slid off her panties. How I didn't shoot my load there and then I don't know. After hearing her say that then drop her panties, exposing her broad hips and triangle of dark fluff, I could feel my erection twitching, my balls pulsing. A tiny drop of precum glistened as it oozed out of the end. We just kind of stood staring at each other for a while. Had being apart for months at a time really done this to us? Made us see each other as individuals, not f****y? Or did we have separation anxiety, where upon reuniting our feelings are distorted and amplified into sexual tension? "Can I hug you?" I asked. "You want to hug me? Like this" she asked, looking down at her naked body. I nodded. "I've missed you so much and I just realised we haven't had a proper hug yet." She smiled. "You're right, we ...
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