TRIP WITH MOM

Like most young boys, I wanted to have sex with my mother. She wasn’t one of those moms that look like a movie star, she was just average. A little hippy, as I always remembered. Just average looks. Her tits were nice enough, but nothing special to look at, but nice to play with.

Growing up I would jack off thinking of my mother. I would visualize having all kinds of sex with her, from blowjobs to straight fucking. I did get to see her a number of time undressing or dressing. We lived upstairs in a two room apartment. The stove was in the family, room where we ate, and where I slept on a couch. Mom would undress in this room for the warmth, and I sometimes would pretend to be sleeping, and was able to cop a peek. She did have a bushy pussy, and rather large nipples.

Sometimes I could hear her and my dad getting it on, which really exited me, and helped with the jerking off. One time I barged into the bedroom, and saw my mother kneeling on the floor between my dads legs with his dick in her mouth. I learned much later that she must have been sucking him off.

Some years later I was married and stationed in California. The wife and I were having some problems that seemed to be getting worse all the times. I called mom in Virginia to see if she would like to visit us for a while?