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My Mate and His MomI must have been 19 and I was home on holiday from University with not a lot to do during the days. My mother, who was a widow, was out at work all day and mostly I hung around with whatever friends were around during the holidays.Paul was a guy I knew through school. We weren’t at the same school but had met at various events and discovered that we had a number of hobbies in common. One of these was wanking and so we had become firm (ha-ha) wank buddies.I was round at Paul’s house one afternoon and we had decided to have a little wanking session. We were lying naked on his bed, close together as it was only a single bed, and stroking each other in a relaxed but erotic mood.Without warning the door to Paul’s room opened and his mother walked in with an armful of laundry. “Shit,” said Paul as we scrambled apart trying to hide our erections, “don’t you know how to knock?” I fully expected Jean, his mother, to throw a tantrum but instead she threw her head back and laughed loudly, so much that the tears were running down her face.“My God,” she said, “the things you see when you least expect them. How long has this being going on?” Paul had calmed down a bit from his previous anger which had of course been brought on by the shock of his mother walking in on us pleasuring each other. “A few years, on and off,” he said “it’s really none of your business”.Jean said “fair enough, don’t let me stop you, live and let live is my motto” but she made no move to leave the room. “Go on,” she said, “I’ve not seen or had any live sex since your father buggered off, don’t mind me I’ll just türbanlı izmir escort sit in the corner and watch”.I was still erect, if the truth be told I rather fancied Jean and anyway I always got of on being watched wanking or otherwise engaged in sexual activity. Paul however had lost his hard on which I suppose was not unsurprising, Jean was his mother after all and it must have felt strange having her ask to watch her son and his lover getting off with each other.Jean noticed Paul’s drooping cock and said “Come on, don’t disappoint Dave, he has a nice stiff cock for you, what can we do to get you ready for him”? As she said that she put the laundry basket down and said “Of course I could always satisfy Dave if you aren’t up to it but I’d rather like to see you do it for me”. I was thrilled, much as I liked playing with Paul having his mother see to my needs was a more attractive option.“Come on Paul, don’t let the family name down, get that cock up, your father would be ashamed of you. Do you want me to help you?”She came over to the bed and sat beside us which meant I was pushed hard against the wall which the bed was set against. This resulted in Paul’s arse being pressed hard against my cock which I found rather pleasurable and as Paul’s cock was getting hard again it seemed to be working for him. Mind you, it could also be that his mother was sitting beside him and massaging her tits a few inches from his face.“Do you like my tits Paul? You used to love to suck on them when you were a baby. You couldn’t get enough of them. Would you türbanlı izmir escort bayan like to taste them again?”I watched enraptured as Jean removed her blouse and then her bra releasing a pair of surprisingly full but firm tits with big hard red nipples standing proudly up at the world.“Go on,” she said, pressing her boobs into Pauls face “suck my titties” and of course he did. The view I had was lovely but better still was the sound of Paul slurping and sucking his mother’s nipples, Jean’s squeals of pleasure, and Pauls moans.“Stroke his cock Dave,” she ordered and I slid my hand around and under his body to grasp his by now massive erection. “This is just like old times,” Jean said, “you always got a hard-on when I was feeding you. Just like your father, you couldn’t get enough tit. Pity is that he wasn’t satisfied just with mine, the bastard.”Paul was now rocking his body back and forth, it was more a case that he was fucking my hand than me wanking his cock and sure enough after a very short time I felt him pause and then spurt his load, once, twice, thrice. I do love the feeling of a cock spurting in my hand. You can feel the fluid jet down the length of the cock and I love watching it spurt out the end.In the case I couldn’t see his cum but his mother could and indeed most of it shot onto her bare torso, some splashing up onto her tits.When Paul had finished Jean told him to move out of the way, which was both a relief (he had been squashing me against the wall) and a disappointment (his arse was pressing tight against my cock). türbanlı escort izmir She lay beside me and said “lick his spunk off my body”. Whilst I was doing that she ordered Paul to pull her trousers and panties off and when she was as buck naked as we were she took my hand and pressed it between her legs telling me to finger her cunt slowly.Hers wasn’t the first cunt I’d played with but it was very probably the wettest and widest so I set about finger fucking her with gusto. Paul was standing by the bed watching all this and somewhat surprisingly he was still nice and firm. Jean suddenly moved, threw her legs astride me, rubbed my cock with her hairy pussy and then impaled herself on my erect member.“Is that good,” she said, “is it? Tell Paul how good it feels to be inside his mother’s pussy. Tell him how nice and wet and tight and soft it is and how it feels to have it fucking your cock.”Of course I didn’t have to; he could tell from the noises I was making just how intense an orgasm I was building up to. Indeed, he had been responsible for quite a few such orgasms of mine in the past.When it came it came suddenly and explosively. I arched and bucked my back so much that Jean was almost thrown on the floor. Paul lost it too and as Jean subsided onto my chest (her tits felt wonderful pressed against my chest) Paul splashed another load of cum all over her arse.“Lick that off you dirty sod,” Jean said with a laugh and as he did she squirmed with pleasure on top of me. My pleasure too.When he had finished his task Jean withdrew her pussy from my cock and sat on the bedside chair. Opening her legs she said “that’s the cunt that gave birth to you Paul. You came out of there. Would you like to get back inside? Are you up to it?”Paul clearly wasn’t and I’m not sure she would have let him anyway but who knows. She was clearly a very sexual woman who had lacked a man and a cock in her life for too long. But at least she had some fun that day.

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