It is November. The days are getting shorter, the temperature is dropping more and more. My favourite time of the year has arrived. It is the most cosy time of the year, sweaters and cardigans are pulled out of the closets. It is time for my fetish and hopefully my mom...
My name is Ron, 18 years old and still living at home.
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It has been a month since my mom decided she needed to comfort me in an unexpected and surprising way. Her soft cardigan and her awesome body made my fantasy come true (and maybe also hers).
Since then, not a word was spoken about what happened. My mom was just my mom again; strict, no-nonsense, down to earth and outspoken and very much disgusted by porn.
I was totally disappointed by my mom's silence. I didn't forget it and it was still in my mind clearly. I hoped she would at least sometimes give me a signal or a smile or even a soft touch... But nothing like that.
I also noticed that the box with all her cashmere sweaters from the attic was gone. I now realized that last month's happening was really a one time thing as mom stated more than once. But I couldn't let it go. I wanted to talk to her, touch her, feel her...
On the other hand, I saw she purchased a lot of new sweaters and cardigans...nice soft cotton and even angora and mohair. She wore them regularly, but kept me at
a distance. I was sure she did it to punish me, to let me know that this was not for me to touch, that I have done something wrong...
Even when I searched her closet, I couldn't find anything back. She hid them all from me. I was devastated. I just needed her and her softness so bad.
My parents' marriage was a mess. A lot of arguing and screaming. Most of the time my dad said nothing and just left. We all suspected he had an affair somewhere with some ugly dumb blond girl who hoped to hit the jackpot with this "businessman".
This made my mom starting to gain weight due to all the stress.
I could see that her body became fuller. Bigger boobs, nicer ass and fuller belly. In my brain it made her look even hotter. It made it even harder for me not look at her and dreaming and fantasizing about her and me. I jerked off almost every night whilst thinking of her and our morning together last month. I felt guilty about these incestuous thoughts, but just couldn't help myself, especially now I have experienced what is like to make love to her. I still could feel her body and her softness against my body and smell the hot odor from her warm hairy pussy.
I wanted more, I wanted to kiss her lips, feel her tongue against mine, I wanted to lick her vagina again, feel her body, kiss her all over, feel her ass...I wanted to come inside her, lose my virginity to my mom and fuck her deep. I wanted her to take my cock in her mouth. I wanted her soft cardigans and sweaters over her gorgeous naked tits, her beautiful big, saggy, mature tits.
I wanted to kiss her full ass and touch her whole...I wanted so much more...
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It was the end of November, dad was gone for good. Mom had enough and kicked him out and filed for divorce. The divorce will be hell, but at least he got what he deserved.
I could see that it was a load of her shoulders. She started to smile again, but was fragile. Towards me she still kept her distance, but sometimes kissed me softly on the cheeks. No sign of any longing or sexual arousal. It was like everything was a dream.
Until one night; I was already in bed for hours, but couldn't sleep, when I heard my bedroom door open quietly and someone softly entered my room in the dark. I didn't have to look, I could hear it was my mom.
She didn't say anything until she was in my bed. "Can you please move over a bit." She whispered. I moved back a little, as she moved the covers away from me and stepped into bed. She lay down with her back to me.
Immediately I could feel she was wearing one of her gorgeous soft cashmere twin sets and nothing underneath. Not even underwear...
Just as I wanted to say something, "not a word, please! I just need you, I need us." she softly spoke.
She took my hand, put it on her left boob. I could feel her nipple getting hard under her soft tight twinset... Slowly I started to stroke and squeeze her large boob. It felt like heaven. I could smell her body, her perfume, her warm, moist vagina and her need for me.
I slowly started to kiss her neck, while she tenderly moved her ass against my rock hard cock.
"Please take your boxers off. I want to feel you as close as possible. I have been longing for you really bad." she confessed.
"But mom, you were literally pushing me away... I wanted to feel you, touch you, kiss you. I needed you. You hid all your soft sweaters and cardigans. Even your old twin sets..." I sobbed.
"I bought all this soft knitwear for you. I wanted you to feel them. But as long as your dad was in the house I needed to keep my distance to you and make sure he didn't get suspicious about what was going on. I hid all the soft wool because I didn't want you to jerk off on your own. I wanted to be there, wear them and see what it does to you. It broke my heart that we couldn't touch each other..."
Softly she pushed her ass against my cock. It felt so good. I stroked her soft fluffy boobs while my cock was riding up against her big ass. She took my hand and guided it to her soft hairy pussy. My fingers played with her hairy cunt and searched for her clit.
She switched my bed lamp on and turned around.
"I want to see you in the eye when you are in ecstasy." she said and started kissing me. I took her in my arms and kissed her back, pushing my tongue into her mouth. My saliva mixed with hers. My left hand was still playing with her bushy vagina. I felt her big lips hanging out and fondled them. She suddenly moaned into my mouth and kissed me with more passion.
I moved my hand towards her soft cashmere sweater and touched her boobs. She took my hand and wanted me to feel her tit under her sweater.
Her tits were gorgeous! Large and saggy. I fumbled her nipples and made them even harder than they already were.
"Suck them!" she moaned. I pulled her sweater up and looked at these two meat mountains. I took them in my hand and gave them a gentle rub. My lips were sucking her hard nipples like crazy. My tongue played with them.
"Now lick my pussy." she ordered me.
I went down to her hairy cunt and smelled her warm moist hairy vagina. I sucked her big lips and slowly entered her hole with two fingers. I opened up her big swollen lips and her big clit was looking at me. The sight of her wet open pussy and these big lips was almost too much for me.
I carefully started licking her clit while fucking her with my two fingers. My tongue circled around her big sex button. The scent coming from her warm hole was so good... Suddenly I felt her cramp up. Her nipples got even bigger, her vagina captured my fingers like a very strong hand and with a roar she came! She sprayed her cum all over my hand and my bed. It is so hot that my mom is a squirter. So great to see this 54 year old woman having an orgasm of a lifetime. And it was all because of me. I felt proud and satisfied.
After she was back to earth again, she sat up and took off her cardigan and sweater. I was somewhat disappointed, but now looked at the perfect chubby body of my mom with her perfect tits! I felt her, stroked her, kissed her. My cock was enormous. Mom looked at my throbbing 18 year old dick with admiration. She started kissing my nipples and felt my balls with her warm hand. She moved her warm hand to my dick and jerked me off. She did it with such subtle movement and so much love, that was almost exploding.
"O god mom, I don't want to cum yet." I begged.
Then she did what I never expected from her. I noticed she moved her head down and slowly started to lick the head...Her wet, warm tongue felt so damn exciting, I just couldn't believe it. Slowly her lips slid around my helmet and went down my shaft.
"What are you doing, mom? O, this is soo good. I thought you didn't like this?"
"I don't like porn like in magazines and movies, because they are degrading to women. But I love sucking my sons beautiful, gorgeous hard cock. The past month I only thought about how it would taste in my mouth, while I feel your hands all over my body."
She took him deeper in her mouth and slid up and down, playing with her tongue under the rim... My hands were all over her body. I felt her tits, her back, her belly...everywhere. I stroked her hair and pushed her head down further. I was in total ecstasy.
"I am gona cum, mom! I am going to shoot my load!!"
Like a missile my cum shot in her mouth...One load after another. I could feel she was swallowing it all...
She looked up to me with her mouth still filled with some of her sons cum, drops of it dripped on her tits... God, this was hot...my mom drinking my sperm and she seemed to like it...
After a while she got up and stood naked in front of me.
"I am going to get us something to drink, in the meantime, you go to my bedroom and take the big boxes from under my bed, open them and look for the softest sweaters or cardigans you can find. When I come back, I need you to wear one and lay on your back in bed."
I couldn't believe my ears. This was so hot...
So I went to her bedroom, got the boxes and opened them. In here were all her sweaters and cardigans, old and new. Also, her mohair cardigan from last month was here. It was like heaven on earth. I felt like a little kid in a candy store.
I went through all this fluffy and soft clothing and held it against my body and face. I stroked them, smelled them and softly caressed my nipples. I just couldn't believe my luck.
Finally, I grabbed a brown angora crew neck sweater and stroked my body and nipples with it. This was so hot, I had to pinch myself I wasn't dreaming. I immediately put it on and caressed myself and felt it on my cock, which was beginning to get hard again.
