Mom is 34 years old. She is 5'1" tall and weighs maybe 105 pounds soaking wet. Her hair is black and long, it drops almost to the middle of her back. Her measurements are 34-23-32 with a bubble butt and c-cup tits. She is dark tan most of the time. The number of hours she spends in the gym is not as much as one would think. Now by the pool is another matter!
I am an eighteen year old standing about 5'9" dark reddish hair and of course thin build and I too spend a lot of time by the pool and in the sun. I am just about to graduate high school and there is nothing special about me. Just a typical teenager, Oh one thing that makes me different is the fact that I have 7" cock and it is a little thicker than other guys in my gym class. Yes, we all look just to compare our dicks but it does not mean we are gay.
When I was a baby, my mother would come into my room and tuck me in. She always gave me a kiss and told me how much she loved me. I do not remember much about that time of my life, but as I grew older, my memories started to form.
At the age of seven, my dad left us and never returned. I remember when Mom would come and tuck me in; she would lie down next to me and cry. I could not understand why. He was a mean man, and he would hit her.
Then came puberty, and I began to wish mom would stop, simply because i started to get erections and I felt ashamed. I did not want her to know. It was somewhat embarrassing because it would happen when the wind blew and mom just made it more uncomfortable. Before you ask mom was a star in many of my jack-off fantasies as with most boys learning about sex.
All those years had pasted and when there was a trauma in our lives, Mom would tuck me in, lie down next to me and cry her sorrows away. After a while, I discovered that it made me feel like I was the man of the house. I would hold her in an attempt to comfort her.
On my 18th birthday, Mom came in to tuck me in. she had been crying! I did not know why, but she asked if I would mind if she were to lie down and just hold me for a little while. I did a little shuffle to make room for her.
I figured she would tell me what was troubling her when she was ready. I knew it was nothing financial as we come from a very wealthy background. In fact, for my birthday she bought a new car for me. She told me that I was getting ready to leave for college in just a few short months leaving her alone. It was at that moment reality hit like a ton of bricks and I understood why her tears were flowing.
I hugged her, and leaned over and kissed her forehead. I told her that I would only be an hour away and I would come home often to see her.
She just smiled.
Sleep came hard for some reason. Tonight I could not masturbate with Mom lying next to me. I pretended to sleep when I felt movement coming from her side of the bed. She removed the sheet from her body and sat up. The next thing her feet hit the floor and she headed toward the bathroom. As the door opened, I saw her silhouette through her nightgown when she stood in front of the light. Her ass looked fantastic. I could not believe her peach shaped ass. My cock grew instantly. My breath escaped and it seemed like forever to recover.
