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When I rounded the corner to the kitchen, I paused to catch my breath and leaned back against the wall with my eyes closed. I held my dick in my right hand as my left covered my face. I reeled in disbelief as images from the past forty five minutes played across my brain. I just kept mouthing the words, “Oh fuck, oh fuck” as my fingers traced the underside of my erection. I looked down and almost didn’t recognize the massively swollen organ as my own. It seemed longer than I’d ever seen it. Large veins pulsed at the sides of it and the head was shining wet and deep purple. My secretions were flowing in a steady stream to the floor and suddenly I felt embarrassed to go back into the room like that.

I got the wine from the fridge and then opened the freezer and took out a bag of frozen peas. I wrapped the bag around the base of my dick and balls. I stood for a second with my head against the freezer door, wincing in shock from the sensation. Somehow I was able to distract my thoughts from her and my erection slowly subsided. After wiping the tip of my dick dry with a hand towel, I turned to head back to the living room. Suddenly, I stopped and retrieved the cocktail glass containing my sperm. I held it in the same hand as the wine bottle and threw the hand towel over the top of it, hoping to conceal it.

I left the kitchen looking like some kind of perverted waiter and glued my eyes on mom as I headed towards her. She was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed and her arms were folded under her boobs. The thin, wispy material was tight across her breasts and they were pushed together and bulging outward with nipples erect. She watched with an attentive expression as I approached. My face felt like it was on fire as I walked with my cock bouncing all over the place.

As I was setting the wine on the coffee table, I distracted her attention by asking her about the movies, which were sitting on the end table. When she looked down at them, I sat my cocktail glass down behind the bottle. “Yes, I think you’ll like these very much sweetheart and we are going to enjoy watching them together, but first I want to talk with you about….” She paused as I stood in front of her pouring a fresh glass. I thought she noticed the cocktail glass on the table, but she was watching my dick. I could feel it slowly rising and becoming excited again. It was a huge turn on for me to let her see me go from mostly limp to halfway erect right under her gaze. I took my time pouring the wine and basked in the attention. I handed her the glass and remained in that position to fill my own wine glass, biding my time and taking in her expression of wonder and lust. Soon I was fully rigid and pointing straight up, long and thick.

Mother licked her lips and looked up at me briefly with the most erotic looking eyes and then looked back down at my cock. Sitting her glass down, she reached out and traced her fingers along the outside of my thighs. I stood proudly and took a sip of my wine as she sat with my steadily bobbing hard-on right at eye level in front of her. Her legs were still crossed and I felt her silky sheathed ankle and shoe grazing up and down the inside of my calf. “Mmmm,” She murmured, with her head cocked slightly to the side, “You’ve become such a wonderful, grown man and mommy’s been dreaming of seeing you like this. I know that when you watch the movies that I’m going to show you that you’re going to need to do something with yourself and I want you to know that it’s O.K. In fact I want you to, but we have to remember that we can’t go too far…with…each..other.” Looking up at me innocently and uncrossing her legs she asked, “Sometimes, I get very excited when I see these kinds of things too and. ..I’ll want to…touch..myself there. Will that be alright with you if mommy touches her…pussy like this?

She looked down and parted her legs slightly. While her left hand remained on my leg, her right hand found the center of her panties and pressed inward. Her mouth opened very wide for a moment and then she looked into my eyes with a surprised look as her fingers swirled at a focused point between her legs. The air was thick with tension as I sat the bottle down and grabbed my cock. Mom stopped suddenly and said “No, wait.” Her hand left her lap and she placed it back on my leg. She patted it and asked me to sit down. “We have all night long honey and mommy doesn’t want to rush. Let’s see what we have here.”

As she started spreading the DVD boxes out on the table, I sat down and leaned back onto the couch. I was still holding my dick, but not moving my hand at all. The sexual overload was too much for me to bear and I could feel my orgasm overtaking me as I stared at the profile of her tits standing straight out and had a moment of clarity as to what was about to happen. I was about to watch my mom masturbate. I blurted out, “Mom, I’m sorry…I’m gonna…” I released my hand, but it was too late, my legs stiffened out straight and I felt my whole groin and ass tighten and lock, just at the verge of release. The fact that I was attempting to somehow stop the inevitable, and that my poor, straining cock had no external stimulation, prolonged the state of being frozen and on the verge of my climax. My upper body involuntarily flexed forward and convulsed as mom urgently fell back and leaned over closer to me with a determined and demonic look of passion on her face.

“OH God YES baby,” She groaned in a voice I hardly recognized, “Let it go….cum for mommy.” When I heard those words and watched as she squeezed her breasts together roughly, I grasped my dick and throttled the tip of it as hard as I could. Mom was kneading her tits and pinching her nipples as I turned toward her slightly and aimed my rod into my other hand. The brink of my eruption was longer and more powerful than I’d ever experienced and I laid there locked in a catatonic state for what seemed to be a lifetime, watching her breasts and fingers and listening to her fevered pleas. The first eruption shot from my dick and splattered into my hand as I groaned involuntarily. If my hand hadn’t been over it, I would have sprayed all over my mother’s tits and face. Just the thought of what I was doing caused my ejaculation to last forever and when it was all over, my cupped hand was full and overflowing with my hot sperm. My inhibitions were completely dissolved and I just jacked off openly in front of her as she watched with obvious approval.

Before we could say anything, I leaned forward and emptied my hand into my cocktail glass, filling it almost halfway up. She hadn’t noticed it up to that point and when she saw it, she gasped. “Oh my god,” She said, “Is that all from you?” I just grinned and then got embarrassed and fell back again beside her. We snickered and I buried my face in her shoulder, inhaling her fresh scent as I basked in the sensations that still pulsed through my receding dick. After a few minutes of cuddling that way, she hopped up and said, “Come on lover, we’re going to get you cleaned up.”

Mom led me to her bathroom and ran some water in the tub. She put a robe on over her nightie and instructed me to get in the bathtub. When it was full enough, she started to wash my shoulders and chest and started asking me questions about Todd and his mother. She wanted to know whether I thought that they had ever done anything like we were doing and I told her that I was certain that they did. Then I suggested that we might invite them over for dinner tomorrow since dad wouldn’t be home until Monday afternoon and Todd’s dad was away too. She laughed, but I could tell that she found the idea interesting and she just left it at “We’ll see.”

Mom washed my body everywhere but my privates and we talked about all kinds of things, including the movies we were about to watch. At one point, she had me standing with my back to her while she soaped up my ass. When she was done, she asked me to go get a fresh tank top and wait for her on the couch, while she freshened up. I asked her not to change what she was wearing and she said that if she did, she’d leave her new stockings on.

I left her with a kiss on the cheek and headed downstairs.

 

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Wed. 12:30 pm

I keep checking for you. Are you around? I'm at home painting.

 

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Your placement is perfect and I'll be thinking of you applying it. Will you touch your clit and whisper my name when you do it? I almost came in the middle of writing the last entry, but didn't till I was through. I like to keep myself on the verge, otherwise I might lose the heat of the moment and ruin the story. You wouldn't beleive how long it takes me to write.

I hope you'll reply with your own angle on my lead. I'm dying to know what you'll say. I will write more, but I don't want to get too far ahead of you.

I trust you and was just kidding about the Lamont thing. You got so much mileage out of the 300 lb. black man gag, that I figured you'd laugh.

I hope to hear from you before you leave and I hope I won't have to wait --- days. You're dreamy.

 

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Wed. 2:36

I'm going to cum with you right now.

 

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2:44

I said ----as I came with the thought of you masturbating in your pink bra and panty set. I'l------------- when I write for you tonight.

 

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Your cum

My mouth is over your clit with my lips pursed. I have two fingers moving inside of you as I suck. I'll switch back and forth between sucking you into my mouth and flicking my toungue against the tip of your clit. When you're about to lose control, I'll release your breasts from your bra and hold both of your tits in a firm hand as I redouble the hard suction of your most sensitive point and curl my fingers inward and massage your G-spot until you release.

 

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Your taste

I'm tasting your sweetness as I write and your soft scent is making me dizzy. I want you on top of me in the same way I described in my story as you spoke the nasty words of fucking your son. I'll watch as you suck on my fingers and then bring your wetness down to circle your clit.

 

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I'll come inside you

When I'm ready to come, we'll move so that you're under me on your back with your knees behind your elbows. I'll hold my hands tightly under your shoulders and pause between long, fast thrusts to search for your center as I watch the shifting expressions of lust on your face. When my climax hits me like a blinding flash, I'll bury my face into your soft breast and bite down softly on your nipple as I savor the contractions of my cock expanding against the slick walls of your sex.

 

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Bye

I'll be thinking of you and will probably write more later. I'm off to paint.

 

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7:17pm

I won't write in my journal tonight, I'm going out with friends and will be back very late. I hope you're giving them hell and making trouble. I feel close to you tonight and will think of what's in your panties as I'm pretending to carouse.

A kiss on your ribs,
T

 

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1:38am

Back from the dumb nightclub. Have you even seen the movie 'White boyz' about the white kids from Iowa that dream of being black gangster rappers? Need I say more? Oh well, we had some laughs anyway. I can't write tonight, I'm off to bed.

T

 

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Thurs. 2:48pm

My computer hasn't let me connect all day for some reason. I just got your note and focused on the warmth and softness of your lips. That little kiss was exactly what I needed today and I can feel you there as I stroke your hair.

Maybe I had some expectations before I went out last night, or maybe I spent too much time here alone painting, but for some reason I didn't feel free and easy and spent most of the evening feeling contempt for the dumb people in the bars we went to. I don't really go to dance clubs, but I wanted to see the great number of women that my friends had been telling me about. There were lots of pretty women old and young, but I felt mostly out of place and I'm sure I projected that vibe. It's just not my scene and I don't own any gold chains.

I used to go out swing dancing any night I felt like it. There was this little bar called-------------- that had swing bands five nights a week. The first time I walked through the door, it was like I had found mecca. It was like stepping back in time, everyone was in vintage clothes and a guy named ----- was shaking martinis behind the bar. A large black woman with a big flower in her hair was shouting into a microphone, accompanied by a wild horn section dressed in 1940's suits and ties. The dancing was so spectacular that it made you want to tear your hair out. Everybody looked perfect and everywhere you looked was a knockout chick dressed in period and very elegant.

Most large cities have a similar scene, but there is nothing like that near me. It's still huge on the west coast and I'm sure the northern cities here do too. I need to get up there soon, it's my thing and I miss it. Check out 'Big Bad Voodoo Daddy' or 'Indigo Swing' and see if you like them.

Thanks for indulging my lapse into self pity and nostalga, I've vented and feel better. I just drew a little ---on my left arm next to the ankle of of the photo realistic pin-up girl . When I look at it today, I'll think of forest green and your most secret thoughts. I've never heard of anything as intimate as keeping my words next to you on a tissue as you described. Ten thousand times more erotic and personal than my crude suggestions. I'm very lucky.

Back to painting. I'll write tonight.

T

 

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Thurs. 6:23pm

I'm here and will be thinking of your black under things when I start my journal. Feel my hands on your hips while you're dressing. Too bad your charms are being wasted on such pretentious people.

 

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cont.

I was wondering, have you ever experienced a G-spot orgasm or had a sudden rush of fluids during a climax? Shall we make you cum like that in my journal? Any other particular details of how you masturbate would be delicious, but I'm sure you're rushed for time.

I don't know what a sheath dress is, but I REALLY like the sound of it.

 

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cont.

You know that it's not a real tattoo (yet) and that it's just drawn on. I don't have a camera here, but I'll try to get you a pic, if you'd like. I was already thinking of doing it.

Is there anyone handy to help you with your ankle straps?

 

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Saturday Night Cont.

As I sat waiting for mom to come back downstairs. I took the opportunity to look through the stack of videos that she had set out for us to watch. They all looked very hot, but a couple in particular really caught my interest. One theme was older women with young girls and from the screen stills on the back of the case, it looked really dirty. The other was a movie that I had heard about called 'Taboo' that was a story about a mother who has sex with her son.

I was so engrossed in the DVD boxes that when I heard her bedroom door open, I jumped and tried to put the videos back as I had found them. When she came into view at the top of the stairs, I saw that she was wearing a knee length, silky,black gown with narrow straps at the top and long black gloves that ended just above her elbows. She was holding something behind her back and as she grew closer, I could see that her gown had sheer transparent panels down the sides which were wider at her mid-section forming sort of an hour glass shape from the front. It was tight in the middle but loose at the bottom with slits and hung very loose and low at the top. She still wore the same stockings and heels.

When she reached the coffee table she was smiling and told me to close my eyes. When I did, I could could hear her placing something on the end table at the opposite side of the couch. "O.K, you can open them now," She said. I opened my eyes and studied every inch of her frame. "Do you like your mommy's new outfit honey?" She asked as she ran her gloved hands up and down her sides, turning slightly back and forth.

"I love it, mom...I love looking at you like this. Can I feel it?" I replied.

"Yes baby, you can feel me, but just remember our rules." She came closer and stood right in front of me. She cupped her hands under her breasts and held them there as she allowed me to glide my hands across the cool, soft fabric. I started with both of my hands right on top of hers and pushed them together as I watched her pale breasts lift and press together, bulging, round and nearly coming out of her neckline. Her eyes were fixed on my cock, which was steadily filling and growing. I slid my hands slowly down her small ribcage and was thilled to see her still holding and pushing her tits up the way I had placed them. My left hand reached around to the small of her back and rested at the top of her ass, just under her garter belt, while the right was pressed firmly with fingers wide apart over her navel. I slowly lowered my right hand down until my palm was just above her pussy. I felt my penis lift from my leg as I studied the conflicted expression that washed across mom's face.

I focused a gentle pressure with my wrist at her pelvic bone and pushed up slightly, fully conscious that the motion would lift and tug lightly at her cunt. I repeated this process several times with the ruse of just feeling her stomach. Each time, I would make shorter ventures up to her navel and soon I was just rubbing my wrist rather quickly up and down her mound, being careful not to make direct contact with her clit. She was biting her lower lip and had her fingers wrapped very tightly around the base of each of her boobs, constricting them together into the most inviting and suckable form. Her nipples had grown perceptively and I fought the urge to lean in and lick the thin, shiny material that separated them from my view.

My dick was as hard as a rock when I realized that she wasn't wearing any panties. My left hand had travelled slightly south and I had the tip of my middle finger placed in the upper crease of her bottom. Her strong cheeks flexed and relaxed in rhythm with the increasing pace of my right palm. "Oh...gawd," She moaned suddenly, "We..shouldn't...I..don't think..it's...no, you're my..son..I can't let..Ohhh Gawd, your dick..is so..."

Instead of stopping, I started to really get into it. I grasped the cheek of her ass firmly and started making circles above her pussy with my palm. At this point my fingers weren't even touching, I was deliberate in my attempt to make her cum. To make my own mother cum right there. Her legs started trembling and she started to make involuntary jerking motions with her bent knees and elbows until she lurched a little and my wrist touched the yeilding, soft area of her pussy.

Suddenly in one motion, she shifted back and leaned forward, catching herself with her hands on my thighs. "We can't," She said breathlessly, "I can't...let this happen, I'm sorry." I said nothing, but held my rigid shaft in my right hand as my left felt the satin on her forearm. She hovered over my dripping manhood with her mouth open and her breathing erratic. Her top was hanging wide open and I had an unobstructed view of both of her incredible, dangling breasts. Her eyes with those long, sexy, false eyelashes were fixed on the head of my thick cock and I watched with sheer, unbridled lust as a droplet formed and hung from her voluptuous lower lip. Both of our chests heaved in short, excited breaths as the drop of saliva lowered and touched the rim at the head of my dick. A crystal clear image of that moment is transfixed in my minds eye as I type these words, the slender strand connecting my mother's mouth to my erection, it was so filthy and wrong, but so sensual and intensely beautiful at the same time.

Then she just kind of fell over next to me and laughed a little, wiping her mouth and looked at me smiling, but embarassed. "I need some wine," She snickered, "How about you?" I nodded and laughed with her as I poured our glasses. When the levity had passed, I wanted to ask whether I had given her an orgasm, but I hesitated and didn't.

We talked again about restraint and how much fun we were having together and about other things like that, and then she asked me point blank why I thought that Todd and his mother did such things. I told her how open she is with her body when they are alone together or with me and about how I showed up unexpectedly at their house once and saw her leaving his bedroom, putting her robe back on and he was all red faced and sweaty in his boxers. Mom seemed very curious and asked if she had ever made a pass at me. I told her that she flirted with me a lot and was always touching my arms and telling me how handsome I was.

Mom took a sip of her wine and crossed her legs. "Do you ever think about having sex with her?" She asked.

"Um...yeah..I do." I answered kind of nervously. "She's always asking me about you too. She told me that you remind her of a girlfriend that she had back in college. A girl that she used to...fool around with."

Mom's face lit up in a gesture of amused shock, either by what I had said, or the fact that I'd said it. "She did not...Oh, that's too funny. She is a very striking woman herself, isn't she. I'll just bet you love those breasts of hers don't you?"

"She couldn't light a candle to you mom." I answered in earnest.

"You're so sweet baby. Call your friend and tell them we're having dinner at 7:00 and see what they say."

I kissed her and ran to my room to call Todd. I didn't let on outright about what was happening between mom and I, but I gave enough hints that he really needed to help me make this happen. I told him to tell his mother that mom had said how sexy and attractive she was and that she'd been wanting to get to know her better. I waited on the phone while he asked and almost cheered when he said they would come. He asked what they should bring and I told him they should bring dessert and that he should try not to look like a pig for once.

My mind was racing with the possibilities as I went back and found mom loading a disc into the DVD player. I was curious to see her reaction when we watched any lesbian scenes and vowed to find out whether she had ever been with another woman.

 

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Fri. 9:12am

I started writing early last night and was able to get up on time. I just re-drew the (S) and I'm off to breakfast. I hope you liked my addition and that it gives you nasty thoughts for the day. I'll leave you with a little lick on the back of your thigh.

T

 

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Lovelies

I'm loving the tone of your past few letters, especially the last one and I wanted to tell you how good they make me feel. It's very nice to have such thoughtful and generous compliments from such a sexy, savy and classy lady. You're very good to me.

I must also tell you how hard I got when I read your description of how you pleasure yourself, it's a thrill to read and I'd like you to feel free to tell me more at any time. I really love the fact that you use your friend and penetrate when you masturbate and that it's not a vibrator. (Or is it?) Nothing against vibrators at all, it's just that the image of you with just your fingers and your toy is so much more....enticing.

I'll try to get some words down tonight, but doubt if I'll post. If I were faster, I'd write for you every night. I relish the thought of you coming in the morning when you read me. I dreamed up your gown and take great pleasure in dressing you. I swear it took me an hour, just to decide on how you would look. You wouldn't beleive how horny these fantasies make me and how particular I am about wanting you to feel what I feel as I write.

I hope your day went well with the pack of hens and that you didn't get a headache from their cackling. I got a haircut and enjoyed the barber shop as usual, it's such a slice of americana. I listened to a 93 year old man relate how he was going to address the graduating class of the highschool he attended. He is the sole surviving graduate of 1931? Crazy! No tattoos today, so I spent my time working on the Chevy.

I'm holding you naked and weightless in a calm, warm ocean at dusk.

T

 

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Pic

I almost forgot. I wasn't able to post a pic in this forum, it said the file was too large even though the photo is cropped. I started to put it in my Bio, but wanted to ask first in case it could cause you any trouble.

 

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Sat. 9:45am

I decided to post the small bit that I wrote last night because I won't be in until very late tonight and I didn't want to put you off till Monday. I didn't get very far, but I don't see any need to rush this and I just put things down as they come to me. I'm glad your torture is over today, but I'll miss my little spot in your panties. I'm still beaming from the sweet things you said to me yesterday and will carry your thoughts with me through the day.

A light, little smack on your bum,
T

 

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Sat. Night Journal, Cont.

When mom heard me coming back into the room, she jumped just as I had earlier. She seemed a little nervous which made her even sexier. When I told her that our invitation had been accepted, she flashed me a wicked grin and said, “Oh my, that should be interesting.” I sat on the couch and she poured me a glass of wine. Her neckline was fully open again as she tipped the bottle and I leaned forward a bit to enjoy the sight of her taut, pink nipples.

She handed me the glass and the remote for the DVD player and then picked up the glass containing my sperm and held it up to look at it. She swirled it a little as she looked into it and then held it up to her nose. Then unbelievably, she dipped two gloved fingers into the mixture and brought them out, coated and white with my semen. I thought for a moment by the look on her face that she was going to taste it, but instead she offered her fingers to me. I opened my mouth and she slipped her dripping fingers along my tongue. I closed my lips on the satin and sucked her fingers clean. Our perversions were reaching new heights and I loved it.

She became noticeably excited by what she had just done and by watching her fingers gliding in and out of my sucking lips. After a moment she removed her fingers and placed them back into my cum. She tilted the glass slightly and drew out a large blob that contrasted sharply against her black fingers. She sat the glass back down and bent over, placing her left hand on my knee. I stared at her exposed tits and obediently opened my mouth as she brought the offering to my lips. She opened her own mouth and stuck the tip of her tongue out ever so slightly as she painted my lips with ejaculate.

We both ignored the sounds of sex coming from the introduction to the porno as she held her fingers and said, “Lick it off honey. I want to watch you lick it off.” I felt my dick rising as I stuck out my tongue to oblige her request. Her own mouth and tongue mocked my movements and made me wild as I held my growing cock and eagerly tasted my own sperm.

When I had finished and once again sucked her clean, she smiled and looked at her fingers as she stood up. “Mmmm, that was so sexy.” She said as she brought her middle finger up and traced the outline of her parted lips. As we listened to the sound of women moaning, her left hand moved to the hem of her gown and she lifted it up until it rested just below her pussy. I started to lightly stroke my erection as she parted her legs and her hand disappeared under her negligee.

I couldn’t see her hand, but I could tell by the location of it and by her reaction, that she had just slipped her fingers into her cunt. In the same instant, she started sucking deeply on the same fingers that had just been in my mouth. Then she withdrew the hand from between her legs and held it up for me to see. I was jacking off deliberately as I stared at the thick web of oily fluid between her fingers. She removed the fingers from her mouth noisily and said, “Oh god baby, you’ve gotten your mommy all wet.” Then she lifted the slimy mess to her mouth and sucked it off as her free hand went back to her pussy for more. She repeated this process several times and I could hear the wet sounds of her cunt each time as she fingered herself.

I was just about to cum again from the intensity of her lewd and deliciously kinky show, but she sensed my state of arousal and asked me to relax. She sat down next to me and pulled my hand away from my dick and we both sat for a moment watching it throb and pulse. The DVD had reached the title page and she asked me to press ‘play’.

 

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Spicy Red Set

I'm glad your ordeal is over and that you can relax and forget about the phonies. Your insights mean a lot to me, they really do. I spend little time with aquantances that I'm not able to speak truthfully with or share my true feelings. The people I trust share my honest heart and I try to be as faithful to them as they are to me, or more so. I've always worn my heart on my sleeve and I'm pretty inept at pretense. At times, I've suffered for it because as I'm sure you know, people can attack your good nature and attempt to take advantage. The mating game can be pretty harsh sometimes and hopefully I'm just a little more mature and guarded rather than jaded or cynical. I feel pretty good about where I'm at most of the time with regard to my single status, but occasionally have the natural moments of feeling lonely and reflecting on past loves.

I've been sober for close to sixteen years and that turning point was the best and most rewarding thing I've ever accomplished. A person that constantly anesthetizes their feelings never gains any character or emotional maturity. It's refreshing to meet someone who understands and recognizes the importance of recovery.

On a lighter note, I had a great day surrounded by beautiful women and talked with a real cutie before I came home from the bar. I'm really looking forward to your diary and I'll continue as I have time. I've posted the pic, but it takes them a while to check out any photos before posting them.

A lick to your earlobe and a squeeze on your calf.

T

 

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Sunday 10:09am

You gave me a really powerful erection and orgasm this morning. I came so hard that it hit my cheek and the pillow next to me. What an perfect blend of sexuality and emotional tenderness you've given me. I have no idea how long you'll stay close to me, but I need to tell you as much as possible while we're here, that you've already given me a number of experiences that have been totally unique and new. At 46, I think that's pretty amazing.

I have much more to say about it, but I'm late and have to run. Enjoy your day,

My head in your lap with my lips against your thigh,

T

 

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Sat. Night Journal, Cont.

I was so worked up at that point that I could hardly breathe, every fibre of my body burned with lust. I looked at the screen and pressed play. The movie started without much pretense, there were two girls sitting on a couch, dressed very sexy and talking. Four men entered the room and the girls stood up and greeted them. The men sat down in kind of a semi-circle around the room as the two girls began to kiss and stroke each other's bodies. The men started rubbing their dicks and urging the girls on and soon they started to take each others clothes off.

One was a blonde with huge breasts and the other was a very petite brunette with smaller tits, but very pronounced, dark nipples. The blonde wore a black body stocking made of widely spaced fishnet and the brunette had a garter belt and red stockings, both were wearing platformed heels. The camera panned with a close-up shot, starting at their feet and travelling up their bodies until it reached their faces, locked in a deep kiss.

Mom and I sat motionless and quiet watching as the two beauties took turns licking and sucking each others breasts. The blonde was very vocal and more aggressive, while the brunette was silent, but seemed more intense and genuinely aroused. Soon the men had their cocks in their hands, masturbating and the girls sat back to back on the coffee table and started pleasuring themselves also. The camera switched from girl to girl as they sat with their legs spread and rubbed their clits. You could see the men in the background and all of their dicks were hard. Two of them were good sized, but the other two were huge. The brunette was pinching and tugging on her abnormally long nipples while the blonde pulled a heavy breast out of her stocking, lifted it to her mouth and started sucking it.

This act drove me crazy, I'd always wanted to see a woman sucking her own nipples and here I was sitting next to my mother, watching this horny girl switch from one huge tit to the other, sucking as much of her breast into her mouth as she could and holding it there while her fingers spread and slipped into her bald pussy. It was so dirty and turned me on so much that I asked mom, "Can you do that?" She didn't answer, but flashed me a wry smile and a sideways look in the eye and then at my straining erection, which I was stroking. Her expression shifted from a look of amusement to one of serious desire as she watched my fingers wrap tightly around the full girth of my rod and push down. My cock was at it's hardest and longest and I just held it for her to see as it throbbed and begged to be releived.

Mom was sitting to my left with her right leg crossed over her left. She lifted her leg and placed her heel on the coffee table, then started stroking her knee before gliding her hand down toward the inside of her thigh. I watched through heavy eyelids as she grasped and pulled the top of her stocking with both hands until it was snug and then her left hand came up and rested on her right breast, while her right hand slipped beneath the hem of her gown. My eyes shifted from the fevered scenes of masturbation on the T.V. screen, to the intoxicating scene before me of my own mother, dressed in black lingerie like a wet dream, fingering her pussy in front of her son.

She still hadn't exposed her most private area to me yet and the anticipation of seeing her sex was almost more than I could bear. The action on the video had escalated to where the men were standing in front of the women, still dressed but holding their cocks out for them to fondle and suck. Two men stood in front of each girl as the girls held and licked the heads of their dicks. It soon became more intense as the women took the full length of each mans erections down their throats in turn. My strong need was unbearable as I watched the explicit filthiness of the two desperate females, gasping and drooling as one long, hard dick left their mouths to be replaced by another.

The blonde was the more frantic of the two and her massive boobs were bouncing madly and nearly covered and wet with her saliva as she struggled to swallow them. The men took turns sucking and fingering the girls pussies as the others fed their mouths. Mother sat very still with her eyes fixed on the deviant and uninhibited orgy, but I could see the rapid movement of her hand under her negligee and the light squeezing of her breast. Her hand would stop moving occasionally and her body would tense up. Her mouth would open in a jerk and she would squeeze her breast more firmly. She would freeze like that momentarily as I marvelled at her tit bulging out obscenely from her grasp and then groan lowly and continue her movements.

When the action in the movie shifted to the girls sharing two cocks between each others lips while facing each other and being fucked from behind, I could take no more. I blurted out, "Mom...I've got to see you...please..god..I..need to..see you."

She looked over at the condition of my aching, leaking dick and said, "Ohhh fuuuckkk." In a heartbeat she was up and standing in front of me with her legs shaking. "Take mommy's nightgown off honey. God help me son..take off mommy's gown..hurry." I shot to my feet and grabbed the hem of her nightie. I lifted it up in one motion until it was just under her tits as I stared transfixed at the passion in her face. She tilted her head back and moaned as she lifted her arms so that I could pull the flimsy gown over her head. Her boobs fell out and wobbled naked under my gaze as I removed the garment and tossed it on the floor.

I sat down and leaned back so that I could take her all in at once. My mother stood before me wearing nothing but a garter belt, heels, gloves and a bra that only covered the bottoms of her breasts. She was trembling all over and biting the tip of her finger as her other hand rested on her tummy under her navel. She was looking to the side and her breath was labored as she widened the position of her feet and bent her knees. She was almost convulsing as was I, when she opened her legs even wider and placed her first two fingers just above her clit and then lifted and spread them apart. The pale folds of her labia opened and her pussy lips parted. Her clitoris stood out from its tender sheath glistening and erect as her secretions literally poured out and dripped from her opening.

"Look what you've done to your mommy's pussy." She said as she brought her other hand down and drew out her juices. I grabbed my cock and started fucking my fist rapidly as I watched her swirl the moisture around her clit. "Oh yess baby...I want to see you do it," She urged, "I want to see you cum again." She quickly moved onto the couch and laid back in the corner. She opened her legs wide and reached behind her. My hand was a blur and I was losing control and shaking violently as I watched her retreive a long, pink rubber dildo from the end table. She put the head of it into her mouth as she threw her right leg up on the back of the couch and held her left leg with her hand clenched under her bent knee. She sucked lewdly on the rubber cock as she watched me masturbating, before taking it out and pressing the tip of it at entrance of her open cunt.

With eyes seductive and half closed, she pushed the dildo into herself. The initial penetration caused her head to lean forward drastically and her mouth opened wider than I'd ever seen it. When she cried out loudly and started thrusting the dildo deeper into her slick pussy, I came. She orgasmed almost instantly too and I watched her eyes widen as my sperm flew between my contractions, landing all over my neck, chest and belly. We laid there, each watching the other locked in the throes of our mutual climax. Her legs stiffened and her hips raised completely off of the couch with the pink toy buried to the hilt. Our spasms lasted for the longest time until we both slowly began to quiet down like an alarm clock unwinding.

We snickered a little and mom said, "Turn that off already." I could barely move, but I sat up and grabbed the remote. The action was insane on the monitor as I hit stop and the screen went silent and blue. We laid so quiet for so long that I started to drift off to sleep and so did she. Between the wine and the passion, we were both exhausted. She got up first and kissed my cheek before saying goodnight and heading upstairs to bed. After cleaning myself up and returning my cocktail glass to the refrigerator, I've managed to stay up just long enough to get this down. I'm going to bed very, very happy.

 

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Monday. 9:41am

I'm just heading out the door for work. Business has been pretty lame for a holiday weekend, but I've got a few appointments today. I hope you've been able to sneak a few peeks this weekend.

I'm waking you up in our mountain cabin and I've just brought you a scone and a latte to enjoy at your leisure in bed.