Message-ID: <51356asstr$1118261403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@athprx02.forthnet.gr> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "NC" <hairpinbend@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1118253683.552081@athnrd02> NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 18:01:23 +0000 (UTC) X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 Cache-Post-Path: newsfd02!unknown@ppp7-126.ath.forthnet.gr X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 21:01:20 +0300 Subject: {ASSM} Mother's Wardrobe Part 3.2 (M/F, mother/son, inc) Lines: 95 Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 16:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51356> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Mother's Wardrobe 3.2 by NC (M/F, mother/son, inc) "So, what do you think?" I looked at her bare, curvaceous body. For the first time, I could appreciate it in its complete, uncut, and uncensored glory. No annoying underwear, no hands... no nothing. I glanced over her shapely legs, before my gaze became fixed on her shamelessly exposed pussy. It was so fucking hairy!!! I doubt if she had ever used a razor in her life. I lifted my eyes and looked at her saggy breasts, hanging down heavily. They seemed so doughy and juicy. My dick lurched at the thought of touching them. Her red nipples were as big as grapes and the skin around her areolas, seemed to have a kind of a transparent quality, with some bluish veins showing from underneath. I lifted my eyes more. Yikes!!! She was staring at me. "So?" she asked me. "Um... so what?" I asked. She raised her eyebrows. "This?" she said, looking at a brown coat next to her. "Oh right... what about it?" I asked. "Should I keep it or not?" "Um... I don't know...It seems... nice!" She thought about it for a while and put it back in the closet. "Shit!!! Don't stare you idiot!" I said to myself. By the way, let me describe you that part of the room for a second. I was sitting in her bed. Right in front of me, there was a built-in closet. The distance between the bed and the closet, was 4-5 feet. My mother was standing in front of that closet, moving clothes in and out of it. Most of the time, she had her back turned to me, which was great because I had an amazing view of her huge, cellulite-covered, pimple-dotted, ass. The best part was when she stooped, to get clothes off the floor. Honestly! She bent down for a few seconds, legs shoulder-width apart. Her greasy, oversize ass cheeks parted slightly and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. Have you ever seen a clematis rambling over a wall? That's what her hairy bush reminded me of. The entire length of her spacious crack was hairy and underneath this dense fur, her meaty pussy lips and big ass hole beckoned. Fuck!!! Had she ANY idea, what she was doing to me? Could she possibly be so naive and innocent? I wanted to give her a lesson, for being such a shameless prick-tease! That inordinately big butt of hers could sure use a good spanking! Well, I didn't spank her, but at least I had the chance to touch her massive ass, a little later. She made a plaintive comment, about how come even relatively new clothes, don't fit her anymore and I got my chance. I gave her a playful cuff on the butt, saying something like "maybe if you cut down on sweets!" Hey, she didn't seem to mind! She narrowed her eyes and gave me a strange, inscrutable smile. She seemed more amused than annoyed. What the hell! Since she was behaving like everything was normal, I decided to behave accordingly. So, that's more or less how the next hour was spent. I was pretending I was helping her, when I was actually ogling her. Ah, I almost forgot! At some point she tried on a few pairs of shoes... one of them high heeled. Can you imagine her, walking carefree up and down the room, with nothing else on, but a pair of black high heels? Her pendulous breasts were swaying innocently in each step, her thick hips wiggling... I am telling you...my poor befuddled brain couldn't take it anymore. By the time we finished (we filled a box with clothes and shoes), I had totally lost it. I was completely overcome by incestuous lust. On my way out, my mother thanked me with a kiss. Bad idea. I pulled her close to me. She didn't get it at first. It looked like an innocent hug. That was before my attempt to kiss her on the mouth. Immediately, she tried to pull back, but I wouldn't let her. I stuck my tongue deep inside her mouth and run my hand over her hairy pussy (my other one, wrapped tightly around her waist). "Noooooo!" she said, and with a strong push, she broke free from my hold. "What are you doing?" she asked me, covering herself with her hands again. Her shock was writ large in her face. "I...I...I am sorry...I thought... " "You thought what? Oh my God!!! I think you should leave... NOW." I tried to apologize. She didn't let me. "GO!" she said in a loud voice. I hung my head in shame and left. She shut the door. End of Part 3... ----------------------------------------- Comments are always welcomed and appreciated. 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