1. A Day On The Dunes


    Date: 8/8/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Taboo, Author: andydagod, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    far side of the parking area and we were running out of light fast. He lowered his head and turned around slowly, shyly. As he turned, his “Thing” came into view. I drew a quick breath, cleared my throat, and quickly shifted my eyes to the ground as if I’d dropped something, looking for nothing in particular, I searched the ground. I was shocked at my reaction. I was kneeling in front of my naked son, his “Thing” hung soft out of a small bush of brown pubic hair only a foot and a half away from my face. His ball sack was big and hung down between his legs like a proud bull, cradling his soft dick. It was maybe four inches long and the loose skin around it snuggled up to his cockhead like it was wearing a little turtleneck sweater. Under other circumstances it might have been cute. But considering the surprising twitch I felt between my legs…CUTE may not be the right word. “Do you see them Mom?” At first I thought he was talking about his balls. I almost told him “Yes, of course I see them, they’re really big.” but my son’s voice reminded me of what I was supposed to be doing. “Ummmm, Yeah Hun. A few...” I placed one hand on his thigh to steady myself as I squatted and began plucking out the needles that I saw on the front of his thighs. Slowly I moved higher and higher up the front of his legs to each side of his dick. I saw a few on the edge of his pubic area. I let my hand slide up my son’s thigh and used my fingers to move the hair out of the way so I could pluck the tiny ...
    spears from his skin. I felt him jerk back a little bit when my fingers moved through his pubic hair. “Did I hurt you?” “Umm, no.” “Then hold still.” I told him as what I hoped sounded like a concerned mother. For some reason it seems important to me to mention…I’d never had an impure thought regarding my son. The closest I’d ever had to a “Sexual” thought was to wonder if he was into girls yet and if he masturbated. And that was some years back. I didn’t know where all this was coming from. I looked up at him and saw that he was staring down at me pretty intensely. “You OK?” I asked. “Should I stop?” I thought he might be freaking out until he told me ‘no’. “No... …I mean… …Ya gotta get’em, right?” He asked me with a look on his face that I couldn‘t figure. “I’m good...” He added after a few seconds. Twenty-two all together…Twenty-two needles on the front of his legs and in his pubic area. With those gone, I let my hand gently rest on my son’s bare hip to keep my balance. I looked up at Steve. His eyes were glued to my face. “Steve...” “Uh...yeah Mom.” “I’m gunna have to check between your legs.” I told him. “…and your... ...thing too.” I added. I waited for him to stop me or say something. “Ok...” Was all he said. “Tell me if I hurt you.” He just shook his head with these tiny little shakes and looked around the truck again nervously. I held the tweezers in one hand and let my other hand slide from his hip to his thigh. “Spread your legs a little Honey.” I couldn’t help but ...
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