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I pulled into the driveway only to see the form of my mother standing on the front porch waiting for me to come home. She looked angry and her arms were folded across her chest, I did not want to go inside. She must have already heard how my date with the daughter of my mother’s best friend had gone.
As I got out of the car I could hear the front door slam shut and I went into the backdoor. I wanted to try to get to the stairs and get to the sanctuary of my room as quickly as possible.
“Robert!” my mother said loudly, stopping me cold in my tracks.
“Yes mom.” I said.
“Can you please come in here, your father and I want to talk to you about what happened tonight on your date with Carolyn.” She said.
“Okay.” I replied worried at how this was going to go.
“Sit down boy.” My father said in his usual commanding tone when he was mad.
“Honey, I’m glad you like Carolyn, her mother and I thought you would make a cute couple, but what happened on your date tonight is so unlike you.” My mother explained.
“I’m sorry she just got me worked up, I thought she was as worked up as I was.” I said trying feebly to defend myself.
“Well this is uncomfortable to say but she enjoyed the date up to a certain point, she was not ready to go as far as you wanted and the way you did things with your mouth and hands were rough on her.” My mother explained.
“Son you were rough with the way you touched her and it upset her, when you take a young lady out even if it leads further you need to be gentle and more respectful.” My father said to me. “And if she does not want to go further, you should not give her an attitude, apparently you treated her poorly after she said no.”
“Robert why don’t you go up to bed and we will come up with a punishment or something, you knows Stan he is eighteen.” My mother said.
“I know.” He groaned as I ran upstairs.
I lay in my bed for almost an hour; I could hear my parents talking downstairs the whole time. Then they came upstairs and went to their room, almost a half an hour later my mother knocked on my door.
“Come in.” I said.
“Oh good you are awake.” My mom said coming into my room and sitting at the end of my bed. “Son are you experienced with dating, through high school your father and I don’t remember you dating much?”
“No not really.” I replied.
“Well we will talk about this more in the morning, maybe we can come up with a solution to your inexperience.” She said getting up off the bed and kissing me on the forehead.
I had a hard time sleeping that night and ended up getting up late; after I showered and got dressed I did my normal Saturday morning routine. I gathered up all of my dirty laundry and stripped the sheets from the bed put them in the basket and carried them down to the laundry area in the basement.
When I got back up I found my mother standing in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee, she was dressed but not like she usually was on a Saturday. Today she had on a tight button up white blouse that gave a hint of her deep cleavage of her large breasts. She was also wearing a tight pair of beige dress slacks that emphasized the roundness of her ass.
“Good you are up and dressed, I’m starved and you are my date for brunch.” She said to me.
“Your date?!” I asked her.
“Yes dear, your father and I talked and he wanted me to have you take me out as if it was a date to teach you how to be more gentlemanly.” She said. “So let’s get going I’m starved.”
We took my car and I made sure I opened the door for my mother as she got into the car and we drove to a local restaurant. We had a lovely brunch, but I could not shake the mother son outing as no more than an outing. Besides I know how to act like a gentleman when we are out in a restaurant or other public places.
On the drive home we made idle chit chat about things going on at dad’s job and catching up on other family members. I wanted to tell her this was a waste of time, I knew how to be a gentlemen, what I really needed is something she could not teach me. Not being my mother and all, I did not know how I was going to approach this without actually coming out and saying it.
As we pulled into the driveway I got out quickly and opened my mother’s car door and she gave me a peck on the cheek. She thanked me for a lovely date and we went into the house. While in the kitchen I finally worked up the courage to tell her what I was thinking in the car.
“Mom, thank you for what you are trying to do, but I know already how to act like a gentleman on a date. What I need to learn you can’t teach me, but thanks mom I love you for you effort.” I explained retreating to the living room.
I was slumped on the couch watching a sports channel trying to get caught up on the day in sports. My mother strolled in and sat down next to me, I know she did not want to watch sports with me, so now I wondered what she was up to. She must have freshened up her perfume before coming in; the scent was stronger than it was in the car this bursa escort morning.
“I understand your other problem Robert, I can help you with it, as long as it is only kissing, I will show you how to be gentler in that area. Just as long as you keep this our secret, no one can ever know.” She explained.
Before I could respond she leaned down and kissed me on the mouth, her lips were soft and moist. Soon I overcame my nervousness and kissed her back, I pulled her tight against me feeling her breasts mash against my chest. I pressed my lips against her harder and pushed hard to part her lips apart to get my tongue into her mouth overcome by lust. She pushed away from me and I looked at her disappointed that this moment had ended.
“I see your problem, you need to relax and be gentler when you kiss.” She said as I sat up more.
She leaned back on the couch and beckoned me down on top of her to try again, she told me to follow her lead. She started kissing me again slow and gentle, as before then she gently parted my lips letting her tongue gently snake into my mouth. After several minutes of this we were making out and I was learning quickly, my mother shocked me at what a good kisser she is.
My cock was very hard in my jeans and I reached up, I roughly fondled one of my mother’s breasts causing her to gasp and pull away.
“Is that how you tried to touch Carolyn?” She asked.
“Yeah I guess.” I replied.
“Well first off you really should not be touching your mother’s breast and second you should be more like this.” She said showing me on one of the throw pillows.
My mother was gently caressing the couch pillow and then giving it gentle squeezes with her well manicured hand. Then she took my hand so I could get the idea, it was weird sitting there feeling up a pillow with my mother, but I guess no weirder than making out with her. I was beginning to see what she was talking about and she smiled at me as I was getting the idea.
We started kissing again and after a few minutes it became more passionate, I guess I’m a quick learner when I have the right teacher. I gently reached up this time and ran my hand over my mother’s breast. She did not do anything to stop me and this time she let out a soft moan into my mouth. I continued to gently stroke it and then I gave it a squeeze, like the couch pillow it was soft and pliant, yet with every gentle squeeze I could feel it get firmer and her nipple harden.
I then unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and I was going for a third when we heard the car door open. It was my dad returning from his usual Saturday golf outing, Mom quickly buttoned her shirt and went up to her room.
“Hey kid, how was your brunch with your mother?” He asked putting his clubs in the closet.
“Good dad, mom is up in your room if you are looking for her.” I replied.
“No, if she is looking for me I will be in the den working on my big proposal for Monday.” He said going out to the kitchen to get a beer.
The rest of the day and evening went on like a normal typical Saturday; my mother did not even hint that anything happened between us after our brunch date. After everyone went to bed I laid in bed replaying what happened on the couch in my mind, soon my cock was very hard.
I took my six inch cock into my hand and masturbated furiously thinking of my mother. I could almost still smell her perfume on me, then I remembered how her breast felt and I exploded a powerful blast of cum all over my stomach and chest. After I cleaned myself up I drifted off into a deep uninterrupted sleep.
The next morning I was awaken by the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen, I threw on an old tee shirt and a pair of gym shorts, took a long morning piss and headed for the kitchen. Mom was standing at the stove in her long terry cloth robe, while dad sat at the table in his pajamas reading the paper.
“Wow a big antique bazaar down at the community center today.” My dad commented.
“Dear, is this your way of trying to get me out of the house today?” My mother asked him.
“Actually both of you, it would be another good practice date and I would have it quiet so I can work on that proposal for Monday.” Dad explained.
“I don’t have anything going on today mom, I will be glad to take you.” I said to her.
“Well in that case it’s a date.” She said putting our plates on the table while she sat down to her usual bowl of grain cereal and grapefruit.
Mom went up after breakfast so she could have the bathroom first to shower and get ready. Dad explained to me if his company’s proposal was accepted they would get a really huge account that would really help his business. Mom hollered down she was done and I went up to shower and Dad went up to get dressed.
When I finally came back downstairs I wore a pair of casual pants, a button up shirt and loafers. Dad was already in the den working on his proposal and I gasped when I saw my mother. Mom really looked hot today her hair and make done perfectly, she wore a bursa escort bayan tight red top that showed a lot of cleavage, she had one of dad’s dress shirts on and she left it unbuttoned. She also wore a short khaki skirt that showed her shapely legs until this time I never really noticed and the sandals she had on showed her toe nails that were painted red.
Mom went and gave dad a kiss good bye and we were off to the antique bazaar, once again I was the perfect gentleman. My cock was giving me a hard time as it kept getting hard as I could not help but notice how sexy my mother looked.
At the bazaar my mother found all kinds of thing she liked, I could not help but to think of the antiques as junk. She bought several things and since we took her mini van she made me carry them out for her. After three hours of the bazaar she finally decided we had spent enough and it was time to leave. As we pulled out of the parking lot my mother asked me if I had ever been to Johnson Park.
“I never heard of it.” I said to her.
“Really I thought kids have been going to that park for years, even before your father and I were dating.” She said sounding surprised.
“We usually go up on Riley Hill now.” I told her.
“Well I want to go to Johnson Park, just follow my directions and we should be able to find it.” She said to me.
It took us twenty minutes of driving and a few wrong turns as mom was trying to remember where the park was. As we drove through the entrance I could not help thinking I was driving into a scene of an old horror movie. The park had been abandoned for several years and the dirt road that led into was in ill repair. I pulled up into one of the former parking spots; there was a large pond, a couple of old buildings and some rotten old picnic tables.
“Now this brings back memories.” She said. “Too bad the town let this place go.”
“I just hope Freddie Krueger or Jason don’t come up and chop us to pieces.” I said to her looking around at how dreary the place looked even in the afternoon sun.
The surrounding trees kept the clearing that used to be the park kind of dim and did not let a lot of sunlight through. My mother undid her seat belt and got into the backseat; I got the point and joined her.
“Well we never did come here for the nature of it; it was a good place for young lovers to get to know each other better.” My mother explained.
“Oh I see.” I said to her. “So am I going to get another lesson today?”
“Well I had a very good time and you were such a perfect date today I guess we have time before we have to get home for another lesson.” She said as we embraced.
We continued my lesson in the backseat of her van; we were kissing passionately as I pulled the shirt off of her slowly without us even breaking our lips apart. After a few minutes of kissing I gently pulled her shirt from her skirt and put my hand under it on her flat stomach.
My hand soon found its way up to her bra clad breast and like the day before I gently caressed it through the material. My mother continued to let me play with her breast even letting out a soft moan when I toyed with her hard nipple.
“It unhooks in the front.” My mother said softly in my ear.
I reached up with both hands and undid the bra freeing her breasts from their confinement. I tried to pull her shirt up further so I could see them but she stopped me from doing so. I almost came in my pants when I first got my hand onto the bare skin of her firm breast and the rubbery feel of her nipple intrigued me.
After several long minutes of making out with my mother and feeling her bare naked breasts under her shirt I reluctantly left them and ran my hand down her stomach. I could not help to notice that during the whole time we were kissing my mother kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. I ran my hand up the bare soft skin of her thigh and got it under her skirt; you could imagine my surprise when I found that she was wearing a thong. Then I was even more surprised to find that she did not have a hairy bush either, she a perfectly trimmed, perfectly shaped landing strip of pubic hair.
“Oh, I wondered when you wanted to learn about this part of dating.” She said breaking our kiss. “Go ahead slide your hand inside and feel my pussy.
I did as I was told I slid my hand between the fabrics of her thong and felt her pussy, it was wet and the lips of her labia were thick and meaty.
“Feel how wet I am, when you treat a woman right on a date she will be wet like I am now. Slowly run your finger up my pussy until I tell you to stop.” She explained.
I ran my finger between the wet lips of her pussy and my mother told me to stop on the hard nub that was her clit.
“Now gently rub your fingers slowly yet firmly over my clit and go back to kissing me, ooh yeah that’s it.” She said to me as our lips met again.
My mother was softly moaning into my mouth as I continued to play with her pussy, our tongues dueled in each others mouths wildly. Reluctantly my mother broke escort bursa our kiss, she was panting hard and her finger nails digging into my shoulder.
“Oh yes, oh keep that up honey, oh yes, yes, oh don’t stop now you are making cum.” My mother moans filled the van as she humped her wet pussy against my hand.
Soon my mother was having an orgasm; I could feel more liquid oozing out of her pussy, my hand now soaked with her juices. My cock was so hard now I was going to burst if through my pants if something was not going to be done soon. I continued rubbing my mother’s pussy as her orgasm subsided, and then she pulled my hand from her pussy.
My mother slid off of the seat and got on her knees, then she undid my pants and I pulled them down. It felt so good to finally have my cock free, my mother smiled and got between my legs.
“See what happens when you do so well on date, you get rewarded.” She said taking a hold of my cock.
Before I knew it my mother’s pink tongue was now moving up and down my shaft very tenderly over the sensitive skin of my cock. Never in a lifetime could I have thought my conservative mother could tease the living hell out of a man’s cock. Then she sat straight up took my cock in one hand and engulfed it into her warm wet mouth.
The van was now filled with sounds of my mother slurping all over my hard cock and me moaning in pleasure. I reached down and pulled her shirt up onto her shoulders so I could now see her nice tits. I pulled her hair back so I could see how lovingly she was working my cock. After another thirty seconds my mother was rewarded with spurt after warm thick spurt of cum, which to my surprise she eagerly swallowed.
Without saying anymore my mother and I got redressed and headed home, she must have chewed a whole pack of gum on the way. When we got there I carried all of her antiques in for her and she went upstairs to change.
I could not believe how uneventful the rest of the evening went on, my mother made a nice dinner as usual. Then she and dad watched a movie on the couch while I ended up in my room searching the internet for mother son incest porn, something I never did before now.
Monday came and dad went off to work for his big proposal and I went off to my job doing construction. It was a great way to earn money for college and I got to work outside. When I got home dad was there and he had a big bottle of champagne, he announced his company got the job and he would be leaving for a week to sign contracts and other business related things.
Mom took him to the airport Tuesday morning and when I got home that night I was hoping for a repeat of what happened Sunday. Mom however resisted and told me she was not in the mood, she also said she was only helping me date; she was not there at home for me to have sex with.
This went on until Thursday, I got paid on Thursday and I put three quarters of my check in the bank and kept the rest out in cash. I had been thinking about this all day long and could not wait to get home and ask my mother. When I came in the kitchen I saw my mother sitting at the kitchen table thumbing through the mail.
“Hey mom, I got paid today and you know what?” I asked her.
“What sweetie?” She asked back.
“I put some in the bank, but I kept enough out for a date tonight with my beautiful mother, I thought we would stop bye the burger joint and then go to the drive in they have a zombie double feature going on tonight.” I told her hoping she would go for it.
“Oh my god I have not been to a drive in movie in twenty years, let’s go up and get ready, you need a shower and I need to get changed too.” She said.
With that we both ran upstairs and I went in and took a shower, my mother closed her bedroom door and went in to get changed. When I came out I was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, when I got downstairs I found my mother waiting for me. She had on a pair of cut off shorts that fit her really tight and one of dad’s old wife beater undershirts.
She was not wearing a bra under it, she was wearing a bikini top under it, and she got up and slid her sandals on. I smiled at her and took her hand leading her out to my car, we drove off to a little burger stand just outside of town. No one we knew would be at the place and we at our dinner on the way to the drive in.
“Mom why are dressed so skimpy?” I asked.
“Why do you ask, do you not like the way I’m dressed?” She asked.
“Oh I like, it’s just that I was just wondering.” I said.
“Well the weatherman said it was going to get very humid tonight and your car does not have air conditioning.” She said as I paid the girl at the booth as we pulled into the drive in.
I found a nice secluded spot, tuned the car stereo into the right channel and asked my mother if she wanted anything before the movie was going to start. She only wanted a nice cold diet soda, so I left the car and got both of us cold drinks.
When I got back my mother was no longer in the front seat she was now in the back seat. She had shed the wife beater shirt and the tight shorts; she was sitting back in with a snug fitting floral pattern bikini on. I got in the backseat with her and we pushed the front seats up as far as they would go for leg room.
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