My Mom has a cock
My parents divorced when I was about 10 years old. I chose to live with my Dad as my mom was deemed not a suitable caregiver by the court. As the years went on, living with Dad sucked so I made a vow to reconnect with my mother at the age of 20. I still remember our first chat on the morning of my 18th birthday. It went really well and I decided to meet her in person in Florida. It was a great escape to get someplace warm after living through long winters of Minnesota with my Dad. Through our phone discussions, I learned that Mom worked as a nurse in a cosmetic surgery clinic and was doing quite well. She had her own garden view house close to the beach and was looking forward to connecting with me.
A little bit about myself, I come from a basic American Caucasian family. I shaved my head as I started going bald early. I started to model myself after my favourite male pornstar: Ben English. I work out, with no six-pack, and leave a healthy bush around my member. My past girlfriends loved the musky, sweaty aroma emitting from my pants after a long gym workout. I would carry this masculine practice for the rest of my life. I am 6 feet tall with lots of chest hair.
I had not seen a recent picture of my Mom, but I remember her vividly through the first 10 years of my life. She was very attractive. She had a big butt and a slim waist. Her breasts were about 34GG. That was the most attractive part of her body. Brunette and long haired, she reminded me of a mix of Ava Addams and Amy Anderssen. Consequently, these two pornstars are my favourite. I was looking forward to catching my Mom in a bikini as I would have wet dreams of her big areolas expanding over the itty bitty slingshot bikinis worn by Amy. I would imagine pouring oil and rubbing her tits while reverting to a baby sucking on her humongous nipples. I love hairy pussy and I imagined Mom not shaving for a while and brunette strands overflowing out of her bikini bottom. Sweat from her damp regions would render the bottom fully drenched in sweat and love juices. It was the perfect mix of life imitating art. My pornstar fantasies mixed with my real life Mom. It was going to be a great month of family bonding and I finally said goodbye to Dad as I left for the airport. Before I got on the plane, Mom sent me a text mentioning she was living with her new partner named Brian. I did not mind it. I had just purchased an online membership to Score magazine and used every airline stopover to pleasure my throbbing cock in airport washrooms. It was going to be a great vacation.
Brian and Mom picked me up from the airport. At first I didn't recognize them, but I noticed my name printed on a placard held by a voluptuous, sun-tanned brunette. It was Mom. Brian stood beside her. He had US marine tattoos on his forearms and was muscular. He had a tan as well, despite being of Hispanic descent. Both Mom and Brian gave me a hug. Brian pulled my luggage to the car while Mom held my hand and pulled it towards her heart. She was unsuccessful as her huge breasts, already sweaty from the Florida sun proved an unclimbable barrier. Her 5 ft. 6 inch frame and high heels were struggling up the hill which resulted in her sticking out her butt for added momentum. I walked a step behind her and noticed her panty line showing through the pink spandex skirt. I could see she was wearing a thong and the sweat created light patches on particular desirable regions. The short spandex skirt and Chanel belt were all held down by a sunhat and pink spandex top. She looked like a fancy ice cream cone and the red freckles on her face proved to be the sprinkles. I took a bold move and placed my hand on her butt under the guise of helping her up the hill. She jumped a bit but then smiled at me. Brian was struggling up the hill with my suitcases, but I was focused on my Mom bending over and opening up the back trunk to make space for my luggage. Her awesome behind proved too big to stop the spandex from riding up her bittocks and I could see the bottom of her wet butt cheeks. Since her legs were spread apart, I could also see something sticking out the front of her skirt. It looked thick and long, but I thought it was a tampon. Finally, we all got into the car and drove home.
The house looked great. Working as a nurse had provided Mom with a 6 room house and a pool. I was assigned a room and unpacked my stuff. Brian was having a drink and Mom went into the main washroom to have a shower. I noticed this was the only washroom for the second floor where my room was and I needed to use the washroom to take a piss. The door was unlocked and I noticed Mom was having a shower in the glass shower section while I could use the toilet stall without being seen. After relieving myself, I turned the corner and caught a glimpse of Mom in all her glory. Her ass was bigger than I could remember. Her tits were naturally huge, but it looked like her cosmetic surgeon employer probably gave her a discount surgery thus creating a boob lift. There was no sagging for a woman her age. She looked splendid for a 50 year old. Her areolas were huge and her nipples were perky. She was working hard to wash all the sweat from her body and I could easily observe her undisturbed. From the window, I could see Brain had moved into the outdoor pool area so I could take all the time I wanted. I unzipped my pants and started stroking my cock. It was sweaty but this made it easy to stroke as I didn't need lube. My cock was 8-inches long and 3-inches thick when hard. I was vigorously stroking hard and about to finish when Mom stepped out of the stall. The steam had not allowed me to see her pussy. As she stepped out, I noticed a girthy, veiny, cut 10-inch soft cock dangling from her hairy crotch area. I was mesmerised. She took extra care wiping her whole body but put moisturiser on her cock and stroked it so the lotion could seep in. Instead of dressing right away, she stepped into her red high heels and looked at herself in the mirror while getting her cock hard. As she worked on her erection, I noticed the cock getting bigger and bigger. At full mast it pointed to the ceiling and looked about 12-inches in length with 4-inches of girth. She had a smile on her face while she finally put on a pair of daisy duke shorts and a bikini top. I on the other hand noticed thick ropes of semen on the floor beside me. I had just jerked off to my Mom's fat cock. I had so many questions. Did she always have a cock? Was my Dad gay?