1. Watching My Mother


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: VirginPaul, Rating: 94, Source: xHamster

    It was a gorgeous morning outside as I leaned nervously near the top steps of the staircase. My name is Paul, I am 37 years old, and I'd only recently woken up to the joys and possibilities of sex and the female form. I've always been such a shy and nervous person, but I'd been skirting the edges of thoughts about sex for quite some time now, probably a randy boy since the age of 13, but I went to an all boys high school and it took me a very long time for the information to get through to me that girls were good. I had taken of late to spying on Carolina, my 67-year-old mother, as she was the only female I was really exposed to regularly. My mom was lovely, everything a man could want, very large breasts (36D), chubby, with a plump big ass. She was, this morning, going through her morning routine of tidying the house up and getting dressed. Well, there she was at the other end of the long hallway in her bedroom facing the huge mirrors she had on the wall as she began the process I had waited for. I watched as my mother pulled her nightdress up and over her head. I began nervously fondling my cock as her nakedness was revealed for me to see. I was the only one in the house and she thought I was downstairs watching TV. Her massive breasts sat proudly on her chest, sagging significantly from her old age, but nothing bad at all. She stopped and looked at herself in the mirror then walked across to her drawers and pulled out a pair of panties and a bra, items that I'd fondled at ...
    times in the past and knew well. Whilst she was gone I ducked back and gave myself a couple of good hard tugs on my cock thinking about myself getting to play with those luscious tits. I heard my mom move back in front of the mirror and I moved back forwards so I could watch the rest of the show. It must have been that movement that gave me away now that I look back on it. Probably the bright sunshine coming through the window behind me cast a shadow I hadn't really considered in my voyeuristic adventure. But nevertheless she continued to put her panties on which was a heaven sent picture, her bending over, reaching down, letting her saggy breasts dangle there in front of my gaze is something I still to this day can't get out of my mind. When she stood and pulled her panties the rest of the way up she walked out of my sight again. I waited as she'd left her bra behind, naturally assuming she'd decided on a different bra. That's when my heart leapt into my mouth as I heard her say, &#034Paul, come here,&#034 in that stern voice of hers. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do or what to say. I'd been caught red-handed intruding on her privacy. My mother waited on me and didn't say another word. But I could tell it wasn't a wait to see if I was actually there, it was a wait that said no matter what she knew I was there. Finally I stood up and walked to her bedroom to find her standing in front of me still with only a pair of panties on. &#034Mommy, I'm sorry.&#034 &#034It's ...
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