1. shagging mom


    Date: 11/30/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Taboo, Author: timmy110, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    back from the package store. She blew up and told on me; thankfully, dad filled in the gaps. Mom understood, at least. She still was steaming. I breathed a sigh of relief. Lying on the bed, I noticed that something was awry. I undid the fly on my pants, opened the jockey opening, and found that a part of me was enormously swollen. As I let it out, it sprung above my belt line. Once freed, it even went above my navel. I got out a ruler and measured almost ten inches from root to base. Talk about naïve. I of course knew that this was my cock. Somehow I didn't connect the fact that I had just seen my gorgeous mother in the nude and my furious erection. It was the summer before I was to head to dad's alma mater to start college. I was into archeology and paleontology even in high school. Since dad was an honored alumnus of our school, they offered me a slot in their trip to the ancient pyramid ruins in Mexico. I leaped at the chance. Before I left, dad wished me well. Then, for reasons I never understood, he told me that I should have a s****r on the way soon. He had a particular date lined up, which coincided with mom's cycles. It turned out that I would be home by then. All in all, it was much more information than I wanted to know. In Mexico, I was such a 'downer' that the other students (all male) hated me. I got up early and finished late, never going to the night spots. The other guys, thrilled they could drink at 18 and not 21 like here, got tanked every night. On our ...
    last night, they all carried paper bags with bottles wrapped within. My best friend, Roger, brought me one too. On the flight home, the bottles safely stored in our luggage, I asked what they contained. He said they were 'spanish fly', the so-called aphrodisiac to end all that would get the most prudish babe to rip off her clothes and volunteer for anything. I hadn't known that, or I would've left it at the airport. Thank goodness I didn't know. I took the limo home from the airport. It turns out that this was the day that dad had indicated they would make their last effort to make that daughter they both hoped for. Like a lightning bolt, it struck me. That 'spanish fly' probably didn't work, but if it did... Dad had told me that mom was as desperate as he was to have that daughter now, before it was too late. He said that the problem had been mom's reluctance to actually make the effort. My brilliant idea was to give mom the Spanish fly; by the time that dad got home from work, she'd be crawling the walls, and my k** s****r would be all but certain. It was 3:30pm. Mom betrayed her English background by having tea and biscuits (cookies) promptly at that hour. That was perfect, the tea would mask the 'spanish fly'. She was thrilled when I offered to make her teatime treat for a change. She thought I was a dunce when I served her two cups of tea at once in a large coffee cup. Of course, I had to have more tea to conceal the added liquid. Thankfully, she drank it. At 3:45pm, dad ...
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