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


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

    its tip. I didn't take long for me to explode. Then it happened: in the midst of my cum, my s****r knocked on the door. With a shaky voice, I told her I'd be out soon. Lisa asked if I'd seen Mom. I said she was somewhere in the house. Mom grinned at that, her eyes saucer-round. My s*s countered that she couldn't find her. I advised her to try the backyard and patio. Rather than teach her to be more careful, the fact that we'd gotten away with such actions made my mother bolder. She started making it a habit of visiting me in the bathroom, whether my s****r was home or not. And once while my father was home, out working in the yard. It became second nature for her to encourage me to masturbate, even when I hadn't intended to. If I told her I was seeing Carla later and wanted to behave until then, my mother would actually pout, and, because I was aroused by the fact that she was so turned on by my shows, I would eventually relent and pleasure myself, sometimes on my own, but more and more often, with Mom's help. Because my mother was egging me on and exhibiting more daring behavior, I too caught on to her moods and grew equally more brazen. One late morning I came into the kitchen. Mother was pouring another cup of coffee, still dressed in one of her oversized sl**p-shirts. When she turned around, there I stood, sporting a massive erection. &#034Well!&#034 Mother smiled. &#034Good morning to you, too!&#034 I shrugged. &#034It's a morning boner and it won't go down, Mom.&#034 ...
    &#034It must've been hell to pee through it.&#034 &#034Actually,&#034 I said, &#034I haven't been able to go yet.&#034 Mom laughed, took my hand and led me out of the kitchen. As we walked, my rock hard member bounced before me. Once or twice, it hit Mom's bronze left thigh. She looked down and smiled and then did something that absolutely blew me away. She grabbed it and tugged it playfully! The next time my penis collided with her thigh, she repeated her gesture, but this time, she kept her handgrip around my erection and led me by the penis until we reached the bathroom off the main hallway. Once again, we had crossed a new line. In the past, my mother had touched my penis to help clean me up. This time, she seemed to be touching it for the sheer joy of touching it. Once inside the bathroom, Mom released me, lifted the toilet lid for me and pointed at the commode. &#034It's not healthy holding it in,&#034 she said. &#034I mean the yellow stuff. Now just once, try controlling that libido and take your pee!&#034 That cracked me up and pretty soon I was in a semi-hard state, still long and very thick, but soft enough for me to let out a strong stream of piss that fizzed up the toilet. &#034Wow! How much did you have to drink last night,&#034 Mom muttered. She was staring down at my pissing member. I turned my head to look at her. This caused the last short bursts to miss the bowl. Mom playfully spanked my buttocks. &#034Men!&#034 &#034Sor-ee!&#034 I grabbed a wad of toilet ...
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