1. FLIRTING WITH EXHIBITIONISM AND i****t


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: hard_for_yu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    in the relationship. With that settled in my head, I stared at her, muttered a thanks and told her that she was really too kind. I continued masturbating in earnest and watched mom's eyes grow rooted once again to my member and my stroking hand. Every now and then, she'd watch my finger sink in and out of my asshole. &#034You're very big,&#034 she said. &#034Bigger than many you've seen?&#034 I asked. She smiled. &#034A hell of a lot bigger. Bigger than your father, that's for sure.&#034 &#034I can make it even bigger,&#034 I said, hearing a slight tremor in my voice from being so turned on. Her eyes widened, then met mine. &#034Prove it.&#034 So I did. I gripped myself at the very base of my member and squeezed it until it bobbed like a thick baton and turned a deep shade of crimson. The circumcised head was a fat mauve helmet and I jerked it and waved it at her. My mother was, quite simply, mesmerized. Her eyes were at half-mast, her mouth twisted in a lusty grin/sneer. I was shocked. I had never seen her in this state. To be frank, she looked d***k, and, in a sense, she was. d***k with lust. I could tell that she was enjoying the show every bit as much as I was enjoying providing it. I sank my index finger completely into my ass, stroked myself harder and faster and knew I'd reached the point of no return. &#034I'm gonna cum now, Mom,&#034 I whispered. &#034Go for it,&#034 she muttered. &#034Do it, Tony. Cum for me.&#034 Then it happened: a torrent of semen shot of ...
    out of my erection and jetted up my chest, followed by another thick rope and another, each propelled with incredible f***e as I continued to stroke myself. Eventually, I stopped and collapsed back onto the bed, completely spent. I lay there, eyes closed, until I felt something cool and moist rubbing my chest and stomach. I opened my eyes and watched my mother wiping me clean with the washcloth. After a moment she moved the cloth and her hands lower. She cast me a questioning look and I nodded. Then she took my still hard phallus in her hands and wiped me clean. I flinched when she swiped the cloth around the head. We both laughed at my spasm. &#034Still sensitive?&#034 she asked. I nodded. This night marked the advent of a new phase in our ever-changing relationship. CHAPTER SEVEN There's often talk about the awkward moments that occur &#034the morning after.&#034 Well, my mother and I had such a moment - two or three, in truth -- the morning after she watched me openly masturbate (with her encouragement) in front of her for the first time. I was still on break between semesters and Mom had taken some time off from her part-time receptionist job. Since she only worked about twenty hours a week and knew the doctor well, she could come and go as she pleased, if she gave the office enough notice. Since the Christmas holidays were upon us, she had requested the month off. Carla came over the next day and I revealed all to her. She was in a frenzy of lust and we made wonderful, ...
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