1. Love At Home


    Date: 12/7/2017, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Author: londebaaz, Source: xHamster

    LOVE AT HOME By: Londebaaz What a misery, dad was only 42, healthy as a work mule and looking great in all manly sense but now he was no more for the last 3 months due to a road mishap. Mom was still in a shock but remembered and had planned this get together in his memory one last time. A small gathering [dad and mom’s close friends and confidants] had gathered for a late lunch. I don’t think anyone felt comfortable to see mom so taut and downed but she kept sipping her favorite vodka sitting on a corner bench without much conversation with any of them and now the crowd was all gone leaving me and mom alone. I closed the patio door and turned to see my mother with her face in her hands, and her eyes closed. She wasn't d***k, but was what you might call, 'Dizzy and Delightful'. I went to the bench where she was sitting, I placed my hands on the bench. She'd moved back & her breasts landed on the backs of my hands, perhaps she didn't notice. &#034So you wanna go to your bedroom?&#034 &#034Yes please, I'll do that.&#034 I'd been enjoying the feelings of her heavy breasts on my hands. I knew in our parties, the thing that attracted men to her was her body, properly shaped and solid breasts, a really tight and well rounded ass, and killer legs. I wanted her to get up and move but she came very close to me, tilted her head to the left and lightly brushed her lips against mine; I also moved my mouth and kissed her, a little harder. Mom made no attempt to move her mouth away from ...
    mine, so I continued to kiss her. After about ten seconds of this, her lips started to move as she responded to mine on them. The kiss was slow and lazy, like launching a small boat into a slow flowing river that just drifts along at its very own pace through fields of flowers. Like a slow river there was no hurry with our kiss. She moved her mouth forward couple of inches and wanting to be in control, became much more aggressive, totally outside of the parameters of soft and serene that had guided our first kiss. I pulled back; she looked surprised, &#034what?&#034 &#034Mom you need to kiss as if you're sampling a fine wine, using your lips, tongue and mouth. At the moment it feels as if you're eating a Taco.&#034 I felt bad; what would she think, where did I learn this special kissing lesson. Her eyes were shiny as she moved her mouth back towards mine and just before they met, said softly, &#034it's been a while since anyone's eaten my Taco.&#034 Her eyes were closed just a split second before our lips touched, but mine were wide open in shock at what I'd just heard her say. What the hell was the message for me in that? She helped as we launched another boat into the river, and allowed it to float along with us in it, so I let it go on for as long as she wanted. She was enjoying our shared moment, and I was not going to deny her the pleasure of a simple kiss. Soon again she was pushing her mouth harder against mine and moving her jaw slightly. Nothing outlandish, nothing ...
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