My Mom the Cowgirl MILF Pt. 03

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All actors portrayed in the story are above the age of 18

Mom gave me a smile and rubbed me from the shoulder blades to the small of my back. With a sigh she looked over the food and picked a small tomato from the salad.

“Wow, you two are lovy now?” Ellaine said. She strutted across the floor without socks wearing an overly small t-shirt and panties.

Mom shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. “Get pants on, you’re not in your private dorm anymore.”

Ellaine plopped herself down in a bar stool at the island and popped a cherry in her mouth.

Mom folded her arms and said, “You know if you’re going to dress like that, at least help me out and wear some of my prototypes.”

Ellaine eyed up another cherry and nodded her head. “Yeah I can do that.”

Ellaine twirled around on the stool and followed mom into the guest room, which now housed three sewing machines, a giant slippery table and crates of lingerie. The garage was now our shipping center and the living room was my photo studio, along with part of the garage.

So where was the escalade and dad’s new pickup during the last hail storm? Naturally on the driveway, he wasn’t too happy about that.

A sigh left my mouth as I stirred spices into a homemade BBQ sauce. I was going to own that wood cooker hell or high water. Mom was supportive, but she started to keep frozen pizza ready at all times.

It was a moment of peace for me, stirring, mixing and tasting. Since Ellaine got back from university she was, well, a bitch. She was always hot headed, but now she was something else. She had picked up a chip on her shoulder, or she was having more issues than she wanted to admit about mom and dad.

Ellaine laughed at the top of the stairs, she wore a triangle bikini, close to a micro, with a brazilian scrunch for the bottom. I knew it well, I photographed mom then undressed her wearing the same model. Mom on the other hand had a thin short robe, over a purple baby doll. She adjusted the top exposing her chest before folding up the front and tying it shut. I already knew what she wore on the bottom and it wasn’t much.

I leaned over the counter and looked down over the food. “Ah, fuck me.” I hissed.

I grabbed the sauce and headed out to the deck, away from the two beautiful, scantily clad women. Last thing I needed was Ellaine saying “Mom, Ken has an erection… again.” Tonight was steak, I figured I better give chicken a break.

Mom brought me a beer and seeing her in lingerie was an everyday thing now. Ellaine on the other hand, that was not an everyday event.

A year at university had filled her out. Her breasts were larger, her ass rounder and she had lost the too young appearance of a highschool girl. She was a very attractive woman now. That switch that once told me ‘No’ was turned off.

To my lustful pleasure she joined me and mom out on the deck, laying on the lounge chair and stared out into the dark town lights.

A light breeze swirled the smoke around the grill and the smell of spiced beef filled the air. That same breeze licked and played at the hairs around Ellaines breasts and face. Lost in thought she held the bottle to her lips.

Mom caught me looking and gave me a friendly tap on the crotch with a sideways glance. “Ones enough.”

“Huh?” Ellaine said.

“Nothing, just teasing Ken about his beer.” she said. She squeezed my back and said, “Pay attention to your steak, it’s almost done. Let’s eat outside tonight.”

Ellaine looked over her shoulder at me with her head on the back of the chair. “I heard you started riding again.”

“A little, I’ve been riding dad’s horse, just to give mom company.” I said.

“Hmmm, maybe we can all go when mom’s new horse arrives?” Ellaine said.

I nodded my head and turned my attention back to the grill. It was hard to not look at her. Her stomach was flat and smooth. Her belly button wrinkled under skin and this was the most skin I had ever seen her expose. To my surprise, she seemed quite comfortable with it.

Supper was difficult, at this point even with me being used to mom’s cleavage the two of them were too much. My eyes drifted and my mind wandered from the conversation. Eventually I resigned to staring at the corner of the table or lights outside until everyone finished.

My meal got complimented and we all retired to our rooms of choice. By 10 I was in bed, asleep, sated from a short relieving masturbation session. I didn’t even need a video, the shower was fine along with memories of Ellaine and mom.

Still sleeping was a horor. Several times I woke up with the same nightmare each time continuing where it left off. The pale creature crawled over the log. At first only the top of its head showed, followed by dark hollow eyes. Its long slender fingers slid over the log and pulled its body up and over. No mouth, no nose, only eyes and a pale husk of a human corpse.

In an effort to flee I entered my old school. Ellaine wore a cheerleader dress, which was odd because she Taksim Escort never joined the cheerleading squad. Without much thought I took her around the waist and held her. My cock was hard and it slid under her dress and between her ass. Still behind me that thing watched. Angered it followed me, I turned around and kicked at it.

“Hey, hey, Ken, it’s just me.” mom said.

Her voice pulled me from the dark dream, back into my room. The bed sheet was thrown, and the moon light lit the corner of my desk. My heart pounded as I tried to sit up in bed. A hot, soft sensation swallowed my cock and my hip flinched. At first I thought it was Ellaine, but as I came too I recalled mom’s voice.

Mom straddled my right leg and held my erect cock in her hand. Her tongue traced the underside of my penis. Like hot coals her tongue felt tiny in comparison to her whole mouth. It grew chilled in the night air, exposed and wet. Then like a warm velvet blanket it was engulfed by her mouth.

A moan slipped from my throat and I fell back on to my pillow. Her warm skin crushed down on my leg and her crotch pressed into the top of my foot. Her two supple breasts flowed over my thigh, rising and flopping down as she worked my cock with her hands and mouth.

The sensation caused my legs to move, grinding into her body, and the other into the bedsheets. Our hands met and clenched each other on my abs. I convulsed and pushed my cock into her throat. Her hands tightened and she pulled up for air.

Still half asleep my cock was denied, but not for long. She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head and straddled it. As the tip entered her, she lowered herself down onto my hips in one motion.

“Fuck your so hard.” She purred.

“Oh my god.” I whispered.

In the moonlight her silhouette bounced on top of me. Her breasts accented as her hourglass figure girated. Her arms raised, I could only imagine the look of her face. Then a long moan as her stomach tightened.

Her body shuttered and her knees tightened together. In that moment of pause, her pussy tugged at my bare cock inside of her. She bit down on her index finger and hissed. Her thighs hardened and hips rose off mine.

The devious side of me woke up. I bucked my hips up into her and pulled her waist down into me.

She let out a surprised “OHhhh..” In an attempt to cut off her squeal, she clamped her mouth shut with her hand. The silhouette of her other hand stretched out beside her head as if she would slap me.

Whether she would or wouldn’t didn’t matter. I pulled her hips into mine, rubbing her pussy on my cock. Forcing her hips back and forth until she let out a muffled scream. Lust took over and she hunched forward, bracing herself on my chest. Her hips thrust forward, grinding her pussy into my cock.

“You’re deep,” she whispered. With that she bucked her hips into mine at a feverous pace, grinding out another orgasm.

Inside my cock shifted around, stirring her up until her whole body tensed. She threw her head and braced herself on my knees. Her breasts pointed up and away. I slid my hands up her narrow waist and cupped each one in my hands. Her nippled were hard, like thick firm pebbles. Warm to the touch and pliable.

I knew she had more, in her weak state I pushed her left knee over my leg so she straddled me at a 45 degree angle. The moon light cast a shadow of her toned back, the lines and muscles accented in a beautiful curve of her spine. Down to her ass which was hard and stretched wide with the position.

Before she could shift, I slid a hand between her breasts and cupped her throat. The other hand I wrapped around her bubbly firm glute. With the off angle position I pulled her down by her glute and collar bones, slamming my cock up into her.

Her hands clung to my wrist and chest. But I would let her fall forward. I kept her head upward with each thrust. Her mouth hung open as she gasped for air. The soft skin of her thighs caressed and soothed my ribs and legs. While her soft breasts flopped and rubbed on my forearm.

Our combined fluids poured out of her, leaking down my shaft and wetting my balls. Each thrust brought on the sound of slapping flesh and an exhausted grunt.

“Stop, stop.” She panted.

My arm couldn’t hold her up any longer and her body crumpled forward over my side, pinning my arm under her chest. Her round ass felt soft and smooth, as did the small of her back and shoulder blades. Feeling the softness of her limp body spurred on my orgasm.

I twisted to the side and my ass tightened, driving my cock deep inside of her. In her exhausted state she moaned into my shoulder and squeezed the pillow. Her ass tensed up and I pulled her crotch into mine.

With each spurt of cum I unloaded inside of her, I grunted and mashed our hips together. My whole body tensed up and I pulled her tight to me, feeling her soft smooth skin. Our legs were entwined, caught up in the bed sheets and one another.

Her Ümraniye Escort back heaved as she panted into the side of my neck. A muscle in my side ached from the excursion of flexing and pulling her tight as if I had strained it. Enjoying the sensation of her insides as my cock softened I closed my eyes and stroked her back.

She giggled and whispered, “hmmm, you father never fucked like that, always had to be on top.”

“Huh, I’m not surprised.” I said. I stroked her back, running my fingers up her spine and ass. Her skin was so soft to the touch I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of it on the palm of my hand.

With a sigh she slid off me, propped her head on my shoulder and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and replayed the night’s events over in my mind. Before I knew it my thoughts were carrying on with their own plot.

Mom threw the sheets off of us and loudly whispered, “holy shit it’s morning!” still naked she slid off the side of the bed and searched the sheets for her underwear.

Startled, I rolled over half tossing her from the bed and off my body. She scrambled to cover herself with her robes but couldn’t find the g string. Her robes hung open giving me a view of her shaven pussy, shapley stomach and round breasts. In a hurry she tied her hair up and wrapped her teddy underneath her robes.

She gave me a sour face. “I’m still leaking, how much cum did you have?” She touched herself and blushed. “Don’t answer that.”

Like a cat burglar she turned the knob and peeked outside. Without a sound she slipped out and closed the door. I flopped back onto the bed and shield my eyes from the rays of sun. 7:14 clicked over on my alarm clock.

“Wow.” I laughed to myself.

Mom poked her head back inside, “Hey, did you forget your fathers working in the shop today.”

“Fuck!” The covers flew off my body and my feet hit the floor on a run. With my cock swinging I headed for the shower with my clothes in hand and a towel. If Ellaine were to catch me, she would see moms fluids and my crusty cum dried to my cock.

By morning it was down to business. Running for months non stop took a toll on the trucks and all four were in the shop. The drivers went home to their families, while dad and I helped the service mechanic.

Dad stepped into the house while mom was making breakfast. Ellaine beat me down stairs still yawning. She was none the wiser, but she wore a short grey satin robe that had her ass and breast falling out of.

Mom on the other hand never changed. I couldn’t even be sure if she wore anything under her robes at all. The eggs were beaten and she already had a pair of toast ready for Ellaine.

Dad stiffened and looked at both of them, while I quietly made my way down the stairs. I took a second look at mom’s ass to make sure there were no wet stains showing.

“Ahm, someone broke the coffee pot out at the shop and didn’t tell me. I was wondering if I could grab yours until I head back into town.” He said.

Mom smiled and said “Here fill your mug, when we’re done with the pot, I’ll call.” She lifted the pot up and poured him a fresh cup of coffee.

Dad frowned and leaned in to whisper something to mom, but I couldn’t make out what he said.

“Ewww dad.” Ellaine said.

“What, I just got back, I dont want to be interrupting her private life. I’m trying to be respectful is all.” He stammered and stepped back.

Mom gave me a shy smile as I reached the bottom of the stairs. “No, just me and Ken.” She paused and motioned towards Ellaine, “and of course Ellaine.”

Dad nodded his head and raised his mug to her, “Ah, okay, um that will work, thanks. Ken, when it’s eight we’ll get to work on the trucks, the mechanic will be here at nine.” He backed out of the door and headed to the shop. As he passed his truck he polished the dented hood inspecting it and shaking his head.

Mom handed me a plate of toast and gave me a wink. I gave her a disapproving glance which she smiled off. I couldn’t believe she dropped a tiny hint to dad and Ellaine, while my cum was still dripping out of her.

After three long days, they were back on the road. Ellaine and mom were at each other’s throats for most of it, so I was thankful to be out of the house.

On the fourth morning I peaked my head into Ellaines room. She sat on her bed with her phone in her hand. She wore a small pair of panties and a loose T-shirt. I averted my eyes and said, “Can I come in?”

Casually she folded the bed sheet over her lap and said, “yes.”

I stepped inside and leaned on the door frame. Her and mom had a blowout the previous night and both were sulking. Mom was outside in the stable and Ellaine never left her room. I didn’t know what to say, so after a minute I sat down next to her.

She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. “Why did they have to get divorced, I mean aren’t you pissed at them? On top of that dad told me he’s already got a girlfriend, he also wondered if she had a guy over the other night.”

“Oh, that’s actually news to me.” I said. I wondered if mom knew or just Ellaine. The two of them were close, kind of like me and mom, or well, maybe not as close as me and mom, but close never the less.

“Oh…” she said.

“Sometimes we lose sight of our core relationship, the reason couples, or friends, or even siblings are…” I said.

“Core relationship, what do you mean?” She said

“Um, well, like me and mom, we’re mother and son…” Fuck I’m not on the self help forum and I also said it out loud. My mind raced ahead of my mouth anyway it could.

“Um, I mean whatever happens, we’re mother and son at the end of the day. Mom and I, when the lock downs started went through shit, there were fun times and bad. The horse and the neighbor’s dog, that was a bad one, and just a bunch of other things. My point being I focused on just the mom son relationship.”

My mind flashed back to the two weeks of awkwardness between us.

“So why would that test you two?” She said.

“There were other things that happened, I thought we would fall apart, have a huge blow out. But we found that core relationship and at the end of the day we both agreed to return to it no matter what.” I said.

She laughed, “You two are so flirty now, it’s weird.”

“What? We don’t flirt.” I said.

She sat up and nodded her head, “Oh yes, you two are lovy with each other.” She sighed. “It just kind of pissed me off, I could never seem to get close to mom outside of horses. Growing up you two were always laughing, or playing around, even when camping, setting up the tent. It’s why I always got labelled, Daddys girl. But you know him…”

I smirked and nodded my head.

“Huh, maybe that’s why they drifted apart?” She said.

I nodded my head again, “hmmm, you mean mom had breasts and not headlights?”

She swung a pillow at me and recoiled, “Ewww… but yes.” and she let out a laugh. She shook her head and looked down to her hands. “Dad…”

I stood up and walked to the door. “You and mom have a lot in common, just stop being hard on her. She’s gone through a lot of changes, with the dealership, her new business, which is a real one this time, and modelling! I’ve seen your instagram. Oddly, that’s something you two have in common.”

We exchanged smiles and I left her room. I met mom in the stables, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and took over the chores. Two hours later all three of us headed into town. Mom needed to pick up and drop off orders while Ellaine was going stir crazy.

At our first stop, Ellaine grabbed her bag and jumped out of the Escalade.

“I’m going to meet some friends, I’ll meet you back here when you’re done?” she said.

Mom smiled and said, “Yeah, take your time, but be safe and wear your mask.”

“Ugh, alright.” Ellaine rolled her eyes and slammed the door.

Mom adjusted the rear view mirror and pulled back onto the street. At the next stop sign a mother and her son crossed the road, he looked to be in grade 11 or 12. Both were slender, and he looked familiar from my days in highschool, one of my classmates’ little brothers.

Her and mom exchanged waves and brief smile.

“Mrs Woods, you remember her daughter, she was in Ellaines class?” she said.

“I thought they looked familiar, yes she was quiet, and sat alone at lunch. She was amazing at art.” I said. Also had a nice pair of breasts hidden under a sweater, watching the mother walk across the road I could see where she got it from.

“So what do you think? Do you think he wants to fuck his mother too?” mom said.

“What? I don’t know, she is attractive. And if he’s like his sister, maybe. Why?” I said. To be honest as I watched her cross the road, she did have a nice ass too, if I were him I would be watching it at home.

“Just curious, I’ve been doing research, they think its as high as one percent incest intercourse. Which means, theres at least sixty other people in town whos fucking their son, brother, or father.” She said.

Her eyes followed them as they crossed the road. Her lower lip slipped between her teeth and she bit it playfully.

“Did you ever do anal with your girlfriends?” She said.

My eyes bulged, my mouth hung open and I stared at mom. After a moment she gave me a confused double take.

“What? I was curious.” She said.

I shook my head and said, “no, the option never really came up. I don’t know, I heard it hurts, maybe that’s why it didn’t come up.” Not that I had many opportunities. But still a part of me was curious after the things I had read.

“That’s what I heard too, but I also heard it feels amazing, like fainting, mind blowing amazing.” She said, She turned the corner and passed several closed shops with paper signs in the windows.

Half the town was closed, dark lights, and only a handful of people walked around. It was a strange sight to behold, normally our little town was quite busy this time of year. I was lost in the thought of years before when me and friends would walk up and down the street without a care in the world.

Mom parked in front of a small thrift store and said, “Do you want to try?”

“I don’t know, I guess maybe.” I said.

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