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A Horny TeenagerI don’t know what switch was tripped, but when puberty hit, my sex drive was in overdrive. I can remember masturbateany where a could at home:, I hadn’t had sex yet. Not with a girl, at least. I was a little shy, but my hormones were driving me nuts. I wanted to fuck. I wanted to feel what it was like to fuck a woman. My cock was average for a 13 year old. I compared myself to the other boys in the school changing room. A couple were bigger than me, most were smaller than me, so I was feeling pretty good about my size.Growing up, I’d always been around women. My mum always had her friends over. They always dressed nice and had short skirtson. I loved looking at them. They wouldn’t really notice me, but I would stare at them. I loved their breasts. I wanted to touch them, suck on them, fondle them. I never did got the chance, though. I found some porn magazines in mum’s bedroom and I would masturbate too them often. Needless to say, I was a sexual time bomb waiting to go off by the time I was 14. It happened one day just before the easter holidays…I’d just popped home to grab a few things between school and football practice. I didn’t know if mum was home or not. I was in a rush, so I went straight to my bedroom to get a change of clothes. I heard some clanking of dishes in the kitchen, and heard my mother humming to herself. I loved her hearing her voice singing”Mark?” she called. “Is that you?””Yeah, mum.” I called back. “Just getting a few things for practice.””Ok, darling.”My hormones started knocking at the back of my brain. I wanted to know what mum was wearing and what she smelled like. I could already smell different perfumes. She must have just had a party or some of her friends visit.”I just had the Bronwen and Joyce over.” She called. “They asked about you.”I was slowly walking to the kitchen door. She was in a white blouse and a flowing skirt that ended just above her knees.”I think we’re going bahis firmaları to show up at one of your matches to watch you play,” she kept going, not knowing if I was listening or not.I was intoxicated by now. Her hair was brown and shiny just like I liked it. Most guys would call her a MILF, but she was my mum. Mine. It was then that something in me snapped. She was MINE. I wanted her. So I took her.”What do you think, Mark?” she called, still humming to herself. “You listening to .. OH ..”I’d walked up behind her and gently wrapped my arms around her stomach in a hug.”Oh! Hi darling.” She smiles patting my hands.”Hi, mum.” I said back. “I love you.””I love you, too.”I smelled her hair and the perfume she wore. I was drunk with her. A buzzing filled my head as I felt my body respond to her.”Did you hear?” she asked. “I said, me and the girls are going to come… Mark…” She giggled. “What are you doing?”I was rubbing my hands over her stomach very gently and softly. “Nothing Mum,” I replied.”We were going to come to one of your games.” She continued. “Would you like that?””Yeah,” I said. I brushed her hair to one side, exposing her neck. I kissed her neck gently, tasting her skin with my tongue and my lips. She shuddered at this.”Mark, are you ok?” She dropped the dish she’d been washing into the water and put her hands on the rim of the sink. “Carl, you shouldn’t .. Oh, darling ..”She leaned her head to one side, giving me more access to her neck. I kissed and sucked and nibbled on it. “Mark, we shouldn’t… you shouldn’t…” She was trying to protest but was protesting the wrong way, leaning into my body, her hands reached up around my head, pulling me closer. Then it happened and I knew she was mine for the taking. She turned her head and our lips met. Sure, I’d kissed girls before, but today I was kissing a mature woman. Her lips parted and her tongue touched mine and it felt like fire. It consumed us both. My kaçak iddaa hand tugged at her skirt to find an opening. I wanted to touch her pussy. She helped by lifting her skirt up a little and my hand found her hairy pussy. I felt the warm wetness and smelled her muskiness as I played with her. Her hand had reached behind and was grabbing at my cock through my shorts. She finally slipped her hand inside my waistband and I felt her warm hand grip my hard young cock. This drove me wilder. Before I knew what I was doing, I’d pushed her forward and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to me. I pulled out my hard cock. Mum was breathing heavy and she’d opened her blouse so her tits were hanging free. I shoved my cock between her cheeks, but didn’t find my way in. She reached down and grabbed me, guiding me in.”Gently darling,” she cautioned me.I felt my cock going in. It felt like nothing I’d ever felt before: warm, wet, encompasing. I pushed all the way in, and was rewarded by a deep moan from mum. I slowly pulled out and pushed back in. “Oh, baby.” she moaned seductively. “Hold still.” She began to rock her hips and fuck herself on me, bracing herself on the sink. “Oh god!” I could feel her pussy squeeze me. She squealed and pushed hard on me, calling out my name. “Oh .. Mark .. My Baby!!!” I couldn’t believe that my mother was cumming. I felt what I could only describe as her peeing, but I felt her squirt on my balls. Breathing heavy, she pulled herself off of me, trying to compose herself, but I wasn’t done. I turned her around and started kissing her, tasting her mouth with mine, holding her to me. She kissed me back, her hands grabbing at me. She grabbed me by my waist, pulling me to her hairy pussy. I pushed back inside her and held her. “Ohh Mark… we shouldn’t… But I need you” she said between kisses. “I’m… your… mother…” She ground her hairy pussy against me. Carefully, I moved her to the kitchen table and kaçak bahis laid her down. She spread her legs wide. “Mark?” she looked at me innocently. “Why are we doing this!!?” “Because, I love you, mum.” was my only reply. I grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard and fast. She moaned with every bounce, egging me on. “Oh god! Oh god! FUCK ME! FUCCK MEEE MARK!” I could feel her pussy squeezing me, holding me in place in her. She propped herself up on one elbow, while her other hand went to her clit, fingering herself and rubbing herself. “Oh… God… Mark… Fuck!” Again she came, but this time I wasn’t far behind her. I could feel it building in my balls and tickle its way up my cock to my head. “Oh fuck Mark… what are we doing?” I could myself swelling. I was moaning as my climax was building. “Are you…?” Are you going to cum. she moaned. I looked her in the face and kept fucking her. “Oh Mark, No… oh… fuck me Mark! Fuck me darling!” When I came spewing my young cum deep inside her. I pushed my cock deep, pushing it as far as I could in to her hairy pussy. “MARK!!! FUCK!! OH MY GOD, DARLING!!” My cock pulsed and shot my cum in her and I felt her milk my cock for every drop. I was breathing hard, she was breathing hard. I collapsed on her and she put her arms around me, caressing me gently.”Are you ok, mum?” I asked breathlessly.”Yes darling.””I’m sorry Mum…””Shhhhhh…” she soothed.”Don’t say another word.”We stayed there for a few minutes, cuddling, until…”Get up, darling.” she said. “We have to clean ourselves up before anyone see’s us here.”” Yes Mum, I need to get to football practice.””Don’t worry about that.” she smiled at me.”I went to my bedroom and re-dressed myself. I didn’t hear mum come up behind me.”I’m hopping in the shower…” she said. When I looked at her, she’d dropped her blouse and skirt to the floor. She stood in the doorway naked. Her lovely body teasing me, “Would you like to join me?”I didn’t say a word. I got undressed and followed her into the shower, where we fucked again and washed each other. She let me cum in her again. I could tell that this was the start of a wonderful relationship.

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