My mom likes blowing.. - Sex Stories

My mom likes blowing..

Ok, to start off I'll give a small intro; My parents devorced when I was twelve years old because they had been fighting since my first brother was born. They had never really been happy together. That's for sure. My 2 brothers moved out when I was 14, being the youngest of 3 that left me home alone. The father I never had left for a younger girl ( although she was quite a catch I don't believe to bright ). So that left me living alone with my mom.. My interest was sparked when I was 14. Coming home from school I noticed my mom's car was parked in front of the house. Not giving it another thought because I was in the need for a shower, after breaking a sweat at Judo, I walked straight for the bathroom and barged in. My mom, whom I suppose was just going to take a shower, was startled and jumped up. By doing this she dropped her towel on the floor. She picked it up as fast as she could an threw it around her. During all this I was glued to the ground by the feeling beneath my stomach. I mumbled some excuses and turned around. I stood outside the door waiting for my mom to rush out and yell at me for not knocking. Though.. the shower turned on. After leaning in with my ear against the door to make sure my mom stepped in the shower I hurried to my room. I couldn't believe what i just saw.. It kept going true my mind in slow motion. There she stood. My mom! I never saw her like THIS! Pikking up her towel she gave me a perfect look over her thick, thight ass in the air. Although ...

... she is verry attractive with her 5 foot 2, curvy bottom and dark hair I never gave it a thought before.. But now! I couldn't think about anything else and neither did the bulge in my pants. Whyle circling through my room I had 2 ideas patting on both sides of my head. One yelling at me "What are you waiting for, pull out that big boy and give it a yank!". The other though kept repeating "Duuude, that's your mom you are thinking about..". The sound of knocking on the door pulled me away from the conflict in my head. "Joey, Babe, I'm going out with a friend. I left some lasagna in the oven Don't forget it." The sound of her keyes being picked up from the table was followed by the backdoor being closed. I couldn't hold it annymore, after storming to the bathroom I took a shower so cold i could feel my testicles pop up in to my body. After a year the image started fading and I pushed it as far as possible in my subconsciousness Years passed by and puberty was gentle on me. I grew to 6 foot 1 tall, weigh around 150 pounds and quite a sight for sore eyes ;). The second spring break of college I broke up with my girlfriend which I had been together with for 2 years. After a year the loviedovie feeling faded so we started seeing other people but kept in touch for a bootycall. One drunk night I even persuated her to have a threesome, if I could find a second girl within the hour! But hey that's a story for another time! Annyhow, after 2 years she put a stop to our relationship after I ...