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Or at least mom said when she opened her robe and pointed with a red-nailed finger pointed at the thicket of dark frizzy hair below her bellybutton and with a soft voice told me to give it a warm little kiss. I had turned away frightened at first, but mom had hugged me and gently reminded me that I was eighteen and virgin I’d never kissed a girl. I hadn’t seen this side of mom before. She is a teacher at the local elementary school who wears her hair in a tight bun and manages to be a favorite of both the kids and their parents despite being known for occasionally being prone to rapping the kids’ fingers with a pointer. Then again, we were almost never alone at home because I have two sisters and my aunt also lives nearby. Mom usually retains the prim and proper hair bun even at home, but now blowjob her hair is as open as her legs. Her voice had been much warmer than usual as her fingers had started gently caressing my hair. When I hadn’t been immediately responsive, she had put some of her teacher’s strictness into it, though. “You have to know how to kiss if you ever want girls to like you, Steve,” tits she had said, and that had gotten to me. I mean, I’m not stupid. I know you wouldn’t just immediately kiss a girl on the lips without getting to know them first, so you shouldn’t do that with your mother’s vagina either. You start by giving little kisses to her bush and thighs, and after you feel her warming up you can make lip contact. Then you bring your tongue into play, little by little. Make sure it stays in contact with the clitoris just like you retain constant eye contact with your mother. Mom watches attentively as my tongue feels the stiff hairs surrounding the opening of the vagina and then the tip finally it slips in. I start blinking first time nervously when a little twitch goes through mom’s cellulite-marked thighs, but she calms me down by reaching to gently caress my hair with her hand. This is also a signal for me to slide my tongue deeper and to start thrusting it in and out at a constant tempo. It’s not easy because my mother’s coarse pubic hair is abrasively rubbing against my nose when I’m bobbing my head. Her bush is frizzy and it almost reaches the stretch marks near her bellybutton, but I know I shouldn’t be thinking about things like that at a moment like this. “Oh Steve...” mom sighs and I feel her hand caressing my cheek and hair. My eyes are looking into hers while my tongue is making distinctive moist and slippery sounds in the vagina. Mom has told me that giving birth to a boy leaves it especially sensitive just for her son’s tongue, which explained the shivers I was feeling when mine was in her. My neck and tongue start getting stiff in addition to the irritation of my nose, but eventually mom’s breaths start getting heavier and suddenly my eyes widen with fright as my mother’s legs jerk uncontrollably and she exclaims in a hushy voice: “O-oh f-fuck...! H-hh...!” I have never heard my mother use language like that and her gaze is stern and agitated, so I know I have to quicken the pace of my tongue which is fluttering in and out of the warm pulsating vagina. Mom’s hand immediately reaches down to hold me still because she saw how my eyes widened with surprise when I managed to trigger the orgasm, and her fingers feel rougher than a caress teen now. Seeing her own boy’s big innocent eyes staring at her from a thicket of her frizzy pubic at the moment of orgasm is a climax trigger any mother can understand and appreciate. Despite the rapid-fire orgasms which cause mom’s back to arc and her thighs to shudder violently, she raises her head again and again to look at me between her legs. “O-oh f... O-oh God! O-oh Steve...! Hhh...! Hhh...! Hhh...!” she moans in throaty breaths because she orgasms every time she sees my big and innocent eyes which remind her of my birth. When my mother’s head finally falls down on the pillow from exhaustion, I still continue giving little kisses to her warm vagina. Huffing breaths are making her breasts rise and fall. Her eyes are closed and she keeps softly caressing my hair, letting me stay there as long as I want. When I raise my head, my voice is full of adoring admiration as I say the words which every mother wants to hear from a boy after a series of thigh-shuddering orgasms: “I like it, mom. It’s so warm and nice”. Mom props herself up on her elbows, and as she looks at me I’m wondering if this is going to lead to a night of tender lovemaking. That’s what one would usually hope kisses would lead to at the end, but with my own mom...? I have so much planned for tonight, the hardest part is not telling you about it. Thanks. No it’s not. I got out and put them on, not caring if anyone saw me. She was moving furtively, hands shaking a little. “Good then we are in accord!” I cried delightedly, “Can you walk or shall I push you in the bath chair?” I asked Miss Rochester. A little further first time then, to the top of her thighs. She’s all I have left.” Jack immediately felt the difference between his sister and his mother as he penetrated her snug box. I remember the things you made them do to you, and to each other. “Trying to get me to go easy on your daughter?” She arched a brown eyebrow at me. The brunette folded her arms, pressing her purple blouse tight across her round breasts. I grind my teeth and clench my fist as he continues. Derek’s just nipped out to run an virgin errand but he will be back soon. He would have a long and happy life with his women. But … if that dog returns … You will make such an amazing statue.” Once in the blowjob room Willie and Lester wasted not time getting Kays tits tits out, each guy was sucking a nipple which was already rock hard. Finally he says something to a woman standing next to a cop car who nods and after the band is packed up in twenty minutes or so, they are fast it’s me and Guy in my front yard. “Dad’s dick isn’t as teen big as yours, Chris,” she said in a low, husky voice. Lift your ass up, bitch.” I could vaguely remember my brother saying, “Oh wow!” I’m going to fuck…I AM fucking…my daughter!’ Her hand started stroking his cock, as they both moaned into each other’s mouths. I tell you to climb up on to the bed and then kneel in the center. After the first night together in bed, and I saw how he was shaved. You were suddenly very sure that there was more than just a man in here. “Mmm, you fucked both those girls, didn't you. I let out a relieved breath. More and more Hayley started to see her father with an erection, and every time she felt slutty and guilty, but too afraid to stop.