Haircut by Adopted mother

Though I am not blood related, I grew up to having certain feelings for my adopted mother. She had been weighed down by a good decade of tastless dull sex and married life.

I admired her figure over the years. She had an hour glass figure since giving birth to three prior children before I was adopted into the family. Her cup size was 34B and her hips and bum were build like that of a godess. I really enjoyed how she would always wear a low cut shirt. Especially when she would bend over in front of me. I would whack off over the years to the visualization of seeing her boobs hang down. It didn't matter if she was wearing a bra or not. That day she didn't wear a bra either. I was home alone with her since other members of the house hold were out for the weekend.

The days of giving kisses goodnight were over pretty much. On this night however, things seemed different. I was combing my hair with my fingers and mom asked me if I would consider having a hair cut. I said okay. So I went to dampen my hair while she went to change her shirt. She came out wearing what appears to be her yellow and various other stripped shirt. The neck part was low cut. Needless to say I loved that shirt. You have to wonder why.

So as she was cutting my hair she asked me how school was. I said okay. I asked if anyone else will be coming home throughout the night. She said no. Over the next ten minutes I started to take notice of how her nipples were becoming erect underneath her shirt since she wasn't wearing a bra.

I wrapped my arm around her waistline. She was taken aback a bit. I stood up with my towering 5'8 frame to her 5'2 frame. I looked into her deep sea blue eyes and I met my lips to hers. I was expecting to get a slap and be pushed away. No. She welcomed my kisses and I then cupped her left small 34B cup boob with my right hand. Soft but Firm to the touch. We must have kissed for what seemed like an eternity.

I picked her up and carried her down to my room. I gently placed her on my bed and we kissed some more. She than asked 'Hun, where did you learn how to kiss like that?!' I said no where. I told her that this will be our secret. I already knew about the information of her tying her tubes after her third child. So knocking her up wouldn't be an issue to stress over.

We took each other's clothes off slowly and she decided to whack me off. I came in a matter of minutes. Me being 18 and her 44, she told me she would teach me how to have better stamina. I entered her first in the missionary position and began pumping her for a good 45 minutes until I unloaded inside her. She screamed and moaned telling me I was a way better fuck than my adopted father was by far. She screamed my name many times while wrapping her legs tightly around my lower back area. Wow her cunt was so wet and tight.

I than turned her over and began fucking her doggy style for an hour. I enjoyed my time getting her off multiple times. I truly enjoyed the view of her nice supple round white bubble bum as it jiggled when I was pumping her real fast. Who can forget the sound of skin on skin slapping noise as well as I could smell the sweet aroma of peach and sugar chrisp combined coming from the behind position. I certainly enjoyed hand slapping my mom's nice white ass. We fucked for 5 hours. My most favorite position was her on top of me because her little fried egg 34B cup looking boobs just bounced around. I was surprised how her tight pussy really gripped my 6.5 inch hard cock. It satified her greatly. She never complained about my size. She told me as most mothers do that size does not matter. Its how you use it.

She later gave me a good blow job until I came profusely in her mouth. I yelled the words 'Ohhh moooom.....I love you..'
After that we would fuck each other on and off throughout the next 20 years. I had numerous relationships short lived of course. I never married even to this day. My mom didn't like any of them. Go figure since giving her great orgasms the first time and countless other times during those twenty years, I can understand why she would be picky and at the same time jealous too.

Until next time......