On Saturday morning, I was mowing the lawn and mom was preparing lunch, we had not decided what to shoot that day when suddenly, the kitchen window flew open and mom shouted, "I bet the guys would like to see me fuck a carrot!"
"How can you fuck a carrot?" I asked in a moment complete dumbness.
"You know... stick it in my pussy." She said holding a big carrot. "Can you set up for a shoot in the kitchen?"
It was a big kitchen with a large window facing south. I said "Sure, no problem."
"Give me half an hour to get ready. Then meet me in here. Lunch can wait." She said as she went upstairs .
An hour later she came down in a cute mini-skirt, it was really 'mini' and her stocking tops were almost fully visible when she was just standing straight. We did a quick rehearsal of the opening then I cranked the camera and called "Action!"
I started outside shooting through the open window, like a peeping-tom, watching her in the kitchen walking around making lunch in tan fully fashioned nylons. Lots of up-skirt and down-blouse as she opened and closed cabinets and drawers.
When she was over at the sink, which was in front of the window, washing the vegetables I focused on her face as she pretended to get horny while holding a good sized carrot. She must be really horny! She's not that good of an actress. This was going to be good!
She started licking it like it was a cock. Then she opened her blouse and rubbed the carrot between her tits for a minute before it headed south.
I called "Cut!" while I came inside and re-positioned myself on the floor shooting up at her.
I muttered weakly, "Action!"
The carrot began exploring the soft cotton of her panties and trying to probe her. She pulled the crotch aside and the sight of her pussy, so close to my face, caused me to inhale audibly, as usual (good job we don't have sound).
I zoomed closer as the narrow end slid in and she slowly moved it around inside her. She was making little groaning noises as she did (I wish we had sound). I stayed focused on the carrot. I would shoot her "Oooh-faces" later and edit them in post production.
This was one lucky carrot! She was moving it around faster now and it was obviously getting very wet. After a few minutes she pulled it out, turned it around and stuffed the big end in. Her groans where louder now, as she plunged the tubar in and out vigorously. It had a white ring of her juices around it indicating how deep it had been.
She called "Cut!" and slid it out. Reaching in the sink she pulled out a courgette (cucumber - to my american friends)!
"Action!" She called quickly. She wasn't pretending anymore this was serious!
It was soon rubbing against her panties. It was fat and long and I could not believe it would fit it inside her little slit. It began to look like I was right too. She struggled to get her pussy to accept it, but never under-estimate a determined woman!
She took her panties off, then went over to the counter and took a handful of softened butter to spread the on the end. She went over to the big kitchen table and laid on her back, put her knees up in the air and spreading them apart.
I called 'Cut!' while I pulled up a chair and sat between her legs. I straightened her stockings while I stared at her wet pussy. It looked hungry and I think it was about to get fed! With my camera a foot away from it, I called "Action!"
She still struggled to insert that large vegetable into her tight twat. She was opening her sweet lips with one had, showing a lot of pink and pushing hard with the other. She groaned in pain but she did not stop trying.
Then, suddenly, it was in! Just an inch or two but enough to hear a gasp of relief/pleasure escape from her mouth. She continued to moan as she slowly pushed it in further. When it was as deep as it could go, she stopped and removed her hands and just lay there breathing heavily. The courgette remained firmly lodged where it was but I could see it pulsating to her heartbeat.
Her hips then came up from the table and she rotated them in a grinding action. It still remained impaled tightly inside her buttery twat. It was mesmerizing to watch her move and hear her groans of pleasure. Letting her butt back down on the table she opened her legs as wide as she could and pulled it carefully out. When it finally popped out, I zoomed in closer as her gaping pussy gently closed like a camera's iris.
I made a mental note to set up more lighting next time.
She re-inserted it and proceeded to fuck what was (let's face it) part of my lunch. I leaned back in my chair - I did not want to get punched in the nose, again. Ten minutes later I ran out of film and called "Cut!". I guess I was not going to get my "Oooh-face" shots. I didn't think the punters would miss them - this was hot stuff!
She had not stopped... she could not stop... she was giving herself the best fuck of her life (up till then). I just stood up and watched her. Of course, I was stroking my dick.
She came hard and loud arching her back and trembling all over. When I thought it was over, it was not! She pulled the courgette out of her pussy and began rubbing her clitoris vigorously. She quickly came a second time even more forcefully.
Laying there spent, eyes closed, she didn't even notice when I ejaculated on her skirt and stockings.
She finally got off the table and went upstairs to clean up and then, hopefully, finish making lunch. I was ready to eat! The cucumber was still on the table. I looked at mom's pussy juices clinging to it. They were still wet. I licked them off. I was always told as a kid to eat everything mommy put in front of me! I was hooked on her essence. On the way to the darkroom I picked up her panties, they were wet too.
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Sunday mom was reading the 'News of the World' Sunday newspaper. It was really not fair to dignify it as a newspaper, it was a gossip rag of the worst kind. It always had lurid stories of vicars being inappropriate or footballers punching their wives.
Anyway, she started laughing and said. "Did you read about this woman in Manchester who forgot her son's birthday?"
She went on, "She came home to a room full of males expecting a party. She had nothing prepared ...so as a special treat she gave them a striptease and her son got a lap dance! Happy frikin birthday!" and that set her off laughing.
Then she said, "We have to get that on film."
We talked about how to shoot the birthday party scenario. I said I could set up the camera behind me on a tripod and if she could strip while on the coffee table we could capture the back of me and all of her in one shot. She like that idea.
"What should I wear?" She said.
I loved it when she said that, 'cause we would go up to her room and I would lay on her bed while she tried on different lingerie and outfits for me approve. It always took me such a long time to select the one I liked...
We decided on a fifties look with a lots of petticoats, brown stockings, black garter-belt, white bra and panties. She put some records on the record player while I set up the lights, camera and chair.
I sat in the chair with a party-hat on and a noise-maker in my mouth. The way it was lit up and shot I appeared as a black silhouette in the lower corner of the screen. Mom was lit up like a stripper should be.
I cranked the camera, sat in the chair and called "Action!"
She came into the room and mimed surprise at realizing she forgot it was my birthday. She expresses the old 'I have an idea' face. Then walked over to the record player turned it on and started dancing the Can-can in front of me.
Now, I had seen women dance the 'Can-can' in movies and on the telly, but when a woman stands four feet in front of you and kicks her legs up above your head, it is very exciting!
With all the white frilly petticoats her stockings shocked the senses when exposed. My heart was pumping as her legs kicked up in front of me and she flashed her knickers in front of my face. She was a good dancer and could kick really high giving a loud scream as she did so.
For the finale she pulled her skirt and petticoats up and stuck her sweet ass in my face. I applauded and blew my noise-maker like a boy possessed. Each time I blew it it would unroll and hit her butt.
She put on another record, then with a wicked smile to the camera, stood on the coffee table and began to dance and slowly remove her clothing. Tossing each piece at me as it came off.
Mom could sure move and her long legs stretched on forever when viewed from where I sat. When she took her bra off she came down from the coffee table and straddled me.
She started rubbing her tits in my face and I started 'motor-boating' between them. Then she stood up and stepped out of her panties. She bought them up to her nose and inhaled deeply.
Taking my party hat off she pulled her panties over my head so that the crotch was over my nose. I breathed in that nectar with all the capacity my lungs could contain.
Laying on the table she teased opening and closing her legs. Finally she opens them wide and using her fingers showed me the full pinkness of her pussy! Happy Birthday kid!
