1. Home for The Holidays - Part 3


    Date: 5/12/2016, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: peepsstorys, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Part 3 in the 'Holidays' series. Best to read the others to see how we've arrived where we are. The Morning After. Following the encounter in the pub things had obviously changed between me and mom. We were all over each other on the way home , causing the taxi driver to see more than he bargained for and fucked again almost as soon as we got home. We were barely through the door before mom dragged me on top of her and on the stairs. We almost tore each other's clothes off and after what seemed like hours of lust filled sex we drifted off to sl**p in each other's arms. Waking later than normal I turned to reach for Mom but she was gone. I wasn't overly surprised as I guessed it may be a bit awkward opening your eyes to see your son naked next to you so. Finding my boxers that had been thrown on the floor at some point during our night and I headed downstairs toward the kitchen. As I walked across the landing I saw one of moms stockings d****d over the banister. I reached out and took it in my hand, sliding it through my fingers. The feel of it, even when not covering my moms legs was enough to bring back more memories of the night before and I felt myself stirring. I slid the my hand into my boxers until I was holding my cock with my moms stocking. It felt amazing and I was instantly as aroused I had been the night before. Once downstairs I turned to head for the kitchen. It was only then that I felt nervous. I knew mom had said about wanting it to happen for so long but now ...
    but In the cold lint of day, how would she react. Nearing the kitchen with these thoughts playing in my head I could hear mom talking and guessed she must be on the phone. Thinking that I may as well see if she meant what she had said I decided to tempt her with a surprise. I pushed my boxers down and taking the stocking I had kept hold of I rubbed it against my cock till it was hard then I took the stocking and tied a pretty crap bow round my cock, 'Well I thought, this is going to end with anther amazing fuck or I'm packing for Uni a week earlier!' With a quick look in the hall mirror I went for it. Walking into the kitchen I looked for mom but couldn't see her. I guessed she must be in the conservatory that backed onto the kitchen and very often where we'd start the day. Moving through the thought of the night before plus the feel of the stocking against my skin had me as hard as I'd ever been the previous night. I was now approaching the french doors that led outside and could still hear mom talking, and between the pauses as who ever it was she was talking to replied I realised it was about the previous night. Now able to see her she was already dressed as normal for work. Smart business suit of jacket and trousers, the collar of her normal white blouse and heels. I became more turned on by the second. Mom must of sensed me as she turned with the phone still at her ear. It's fair to say is caught her attention. 'Oh.. Erm he's just woke up .. I need to tell him something ...
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