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TAKING MOM Maybe it was one too many Buds…or taking one too many tokes before I got home. Or maybe it just finally came down to my uncontrollable want to take her. Whatever the reason or reasons when I got home that night I was pretty fixed on the fact that I was going to take my Mom, have my way with her, and let the cards fall where they may. I had been living back home for about three weeks and I was miserable. I moved out when I was seventeen, went to college, got a graduate degree, and then hit the job market. My timing couldn’t have been worse. Just when things should be taking off, the economy went south so at twenty-four I had to swallow my pride and move back home until things improved. What was an even more difficult problem was the fact that the biggest reason I went to college out of state was to get away from my Mom. It wasn’t due to cruelty or that she made my life hell, but in a way she did. Ever since I had those first sexual urgings, I wanted her. Endless afternoons, and late nights were spent working the monster, with my door partially ajar in hope that she would come into my room, catch me…and…well you can pretty much figure the rest. I thought when I came home it would somehow be different, that it wouldn’t bother me like it did before. I mean after all, I had scores of girls while away at school, and I had grown up, right? But the first night back, after a great home cooked meal, and watching her move around the house, I was hard as a brick and hoping she didn’t notice the embarrassing bulge in my pants. Immediately after saying my ‘Good Night’, I was whacking Willey to the thought of having her. And yes, I left my door ajar. The next morning it got worse. When I made my way to the kitchen to get that first cup of eye opener Mom was in her usual spot, standing on the heater keeping warm, wearing her thin, pale blue nightgown that left nothing to the imagination when it came to her luscious breasts. The fact that her house coat was slightly open only lured me in deeper, in lust and shame. Let me set the record straight. Mom is fifty-four, and she has been a widow for just over ten years. She is barely five feet tall, around ninety-five pounds, with curves in all the right places, and a set on her that any woman would die for. It was her breasts that first caught my fancy back when. I was probably ten when I caught a glimpse of her rack, full, luscious, and the firmest nipples that jutted out there begging to be sucked. As for looks, she was quite attractive, not many could guess her age, and she always kept her light ash colored hair fixed nice and neat. She had a quiet confidence about her that was also an alluring quality. And now, having known more than a few ladies up close and personal, I wanted more. I imagined tasting her nectar, and filling her şişli escort bayan kitty with my monster. Damn she had a hold on me, and I was simply miserable. The proverbial shit hit the fan last night. We were chatting at the table having just finished dinner, when Mom asked me how my ‘love’ life was going. I laughed and told her not very well given the fact that there weren’t too many ladies wanting to hook up with an unemployed twenty something guy. “Well I don’t understand what that has to do with anything,” Mom replied, “After all, the economy will turn around soon enough and then you will have so many offers you won’t know which one to take.” I had done well in school, having graduated in the top two percent of my class, but I laughed at Mom’s optimism. “I sure hope you’re right Mom,” I said, “But for now, any Lady in her right mind see’s me for who and what I am, an unemployed bum.” ‘Well I still don’t understand why that should stop you from going out and mingling with the ladies. You’re bright, young, good-looking… ” Mom said matter-of-factly. “What about that girl you brought home, Lydia, what’s she doing?” At the mention of Lydia, I blushed. She was one of my many conquests, and for a time we were pretty hot and heavy. In fact, I brought her home to meet Mom thinking maybe she was the one, but in all honesty, when all was said and done, she just didn’t stack up to what Mom offered. And yes, when Lydia wasn’t around, I was busily whacking Willey to the thought of taking Mom, sick right? “Oh Lydia and I are friends, but nothing more than that Mom,” I managed to stammer out. “We just agreed to let things run their course, and when it came down to it, we just aren’t the right one’s for each other.” “That’s too bad, I kind of liked her,” Mom replied, “She was very pretty too.” “Yes,” I stuttered, “Yes she is but…” “But what,” Mom inquired. “Oh nothing,” I blushingly said. I mean, what could I say, that compared to you, she was milk toast? As Mom busied herself in the kitchen cleaning up, I sat in my chair trying to build up my courage, eyeing her with an incredibly raging lust, but I didn’t know what to do or how to say anything that would start a conversation in the right direction. When she was finished Mom told me she was going to take a shower, and call it a day. I went into the living room and turned on the television and looked for a game to watch and console my miserable self. I heard the shower start, and felt the urge to go see if, well maybe, the door wasn’t quite all the way closed. As I went down the hall, much to my surprise, it was partially opened. I mean, just a crack, but, over the noise of the shower, if I were to just open it a bit more, Mom couldn’t hear it and I would get a view of her naked body through the shower mecidiyeköy escort bayan glass. The throbbing monster in my pants won out, and I eased the door just a bit more open and watched in rapt attention as Mom busily cleaned her lithe body. I should have moved away when she turned off the water, but my urgings had a full grip on me so I stood there, transfixed, and hoped for the best. Mom opened the shower door slightly, reached out and grabbed the towel. She hurriedly dried herself off and much to my satisfaction stepped out onto the floor before wrapping the towel around her. She was fucking beautiful. Her body glistened from the shower, and I was impressed that she had a well manicured landing strip just above her slit. That was all I could take, all that I dared, as I pulled back on the door handle, and stole away back into the living room. A few minutes later Mom made her way into the living room to say good night, and I stared at her nipples that seemed to be pressing through the thin material of her night gown, just begging for me to please them. Plus the fact that the pale pink material was so sheer that I could see the fullness of her voluptuous breasts and the white panties she was wearing underneath. “What’s wrong,” Mom asked. Her question broke me out of my stupor and I felt myself reddening by the moment as I hemmed and hawed before finally managing to say, “Oh nothing, nothing Mom,” and I silently prayed she wouldn’t notice the small tent that had formed down in my crotch. But her eyes were fixed on the embarrassing bulge, and I still wonder if I heard correctly, the breathless gasp and silent “Oh my,” that escaped her lips. She seemed to bite her lower lip and get a bit wide eyed as she was staring, and though I was embarrassed, I was plenty turned on by the fact that she was at least looking. I brought my hand down to my throbbing monster and it seemed to break the hold for Mom as it was now her turn to show some reddening of her cheeks. “Well, ummm, I guess I should head for bed now,” she stuttered. “Do you have too Mom,” I quickly asked, hoping she would stay for a bit longer so I could feast my eyes on that hot little body, and well, maybe something more would come up besides my cock. “Yes, ummm, yes I should,” she answered haltingly, but not before taking one long, final look at my crotch. Our eyes locked, and for a brief moment I felt a surge of powerful lust, want and desire coming from her eyes. Later I would kick myself for not having said or done something, but the moment passed too quickly and before I knew it I was watching Mom’s backside as she made her way down the hall and into her bedroom. I made my way into my own room shortly thereafter, as I really had to take care of the throbbing member that was begging escort şişli for relief between my legs. I left the door more open than usual, and as I stroked myself with a senseless fury, recalling how beautiful my naked Mom looked coming out of the shower, I let my moans and groans of erotic desires fill the air in hopes and wishes that…but alas it wasn’t meant to be. Sometime during the night I woke up with another raging hard on. I had slept fitfully, erotic dreams of Mom and what I wanted to do with and to her flooding my mind. Knowing I would find no respite, I again stroked myself to completion, whispering Mom into the night. Maybe it was my over excited imagination but for an instant I thought I heard something at my door, but as the time passed nothing but silence was my reward. When morning came, I was already exhausted, but my morning wood reminded me of my miserable state, so to ward away the coming time with Mom over coffee I slowly and silently stroked myself to fulfillment. When I went out to the kitchen Mom was in her usual spot, and I thought, looking me over with more than a furtive glance. “So how did you sleep,” Mom wanted to know. “To be honest Mom, not very well,” I replied wearily. “I, ummm, kind of wondered,” she said haltingly. “I almost got up last night to check on you because you were mumbling in your sleep and I was worried you might not be feeling well.” “Well, I didn’t feel too hot, but nothing that I couldn’t handle,” I said sheepishly. “That’s…good,” she said, and for the rest of the time we were silent. As I was getting dressed I decided I needed to get out of the house and away from Mom for awhile. Maybe this incredible, overpowering sexual urge would find some respite if I just put some distance between us for the day I told myself. So I headed out the door without saying anything and took off for a lengthy drive. After about an hour, I stopped and got out walking along a trail that led up into the mountains. But I was no less in labor over my thoughts or situation. My head, (both of them actually) just could not wrap itself around anything other than Mom and her hot little body. I headed for one of my favorite sports bars and figured to kill some time and hopefully distract myself by watching a game. As the afternoon wore on I began to drown my sorrows with a few Bud’s but to no avail. I could only think about HOW I am going to get to her. How could I tell her, let her know, what I was thinking and feeling. The longer I sat there the more my thoughts kept going back to the night before. The image of her naked boDy fresh from the shower, the heat of her near me in that inviting sheer pink gown fully revealing her luscious breasts, and…and…the look in her eyes as she stole away the glance fixated upon my manhood before she reluctantly, yes I had convinced myself, reluctantly went to bed. There was more there, more happening, than was said. It was late evening when I finally decided to take my misery and agony home. As I made my way through the streets I built up my courage and lust to take action when I got home.

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