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Suddenly, taboo

... time when mom was doing a little spin I was bumped from behind and found myself, hard cock and all jammed against her soft butt. I apologized indicating that I was bumped, and we laughed it off. On other occasions her hip, thigh or flailing hand would unintentionally brush my permanently hard cock. We left the party shortly after returning to the table following the reggae session. Mom was like a bubbly school girl enjoying her first unchaperoned party and told me how much she had enjoyed herself. On our way home, mom was strangely silent despite my efforts to start a conversation. I glanced at her a couple of times time and was surprised at the serious, slightly troubled look on her face. She turned off the normal route, and I was suddenly pleasantly greeted by cool, heavy sea breeze as we were now driving along the seawall road. She must have sensed me looking at her questioningly, for she suddenly told me that she wanted to talk to me in private before we got home; because there was the chance that dad might be back home already and we wouldn’t have the privacy, and she couldn’t put it off any longer, because she’d been thinking about it for days. On the seawall road she pulled into a darkened area between street lights where there weren’t many other cars. At that time of night the seawall usually abounds with cars bearing lovers. After killing the engine, mom slid a little closer to me and began her talk. Holding my hands she went into a shocking revelation that she had ...

... made up her mind to ask dad for a divorce. She said she just couldn’t take the kind of life they were living anymore, constantly fighting, hardly ever talking, and hardly any fun together. I was shocked. I know this might sound horrible, but despite the seriousness of the situation, sitting there in that romantic atmosphere holding the soft kneading fingers of my beautiful mother, I felt my cock stiffen, begging for action. I asked her if there was not another way, if they couldn’t talk it over and try to find a way to make things change for the better. She remained silent for a while then she said: “I don’t think it is possible Darren, I don’t think it would work” her voice trembled. “I don’t know…I...I…oh, I’m so confused” she suddenly broke into tears. I reached over and drew her closer; placing her weeping head on my shoulder and one hand around her back, resting on her hip. She was weeping loudly and profusely. As she wept against my shoulder and chest I stroked her head softly and gently kneaded her body where my other hand was resting. I whispered consoling words to her, but it didn’t seem to help. I began softly kissing her head and then her forehead and cheeks. Despite the gravity of the moment I felt my body aching with quickly developing sexual pressure. I started to lick some of the tears from her cheek, and she raised a hand to wipe the other cheek. When she lowered her hand it came to rest, palm open onto my throbbing cock. She didn’t seem to notice this and I ...