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 " Damm it all to hell" I thought to myself.  Here I was at my first high
school dance and I had just been dumped by the girl that I had come with.
In all truth I couldn't blame her but it still hurt.  Not yet having my
driver's license we had arrived at the dance with my mother acting as
chauffeur which was not a cool way to arrive at your first high school
dance.  When Tommy had offered her a ride home and probably a few other
things she had jumped at the chance so now I was here all alone without a
date.  The dance was just about over any ways so I headed for the door
hoping that nobody would see me leave without my date.  Once out in the
parking lot I spotted our car with mum in it and quickly made a fast
beeline to it so that we could get out of the school parking lot before the
dance let out.  "Hi Mom" I said as I jumped into the passenger seat, "Let's
go".  "Where's Sheena ?" she asked while looking at the auditorium doors.
"She decided to dump me "I mumbled, "Could we please go" Quickly she
started the car and pulled out for the drive home which I had hoped would
be in silence.  Nothing against Mum but since Dad's death a couple of years
ago she had been trying to be both a mother and a father to me at the same
time, a role that she could not really fulfill in both aspects.  We drove
along in silence for awhile as I tried to get over the hurt of losing my
date.  Staring out the window I noticed that Mum had decided to take the
long way home and we were now driving down along the old shipping canal
which was still being used by many of the big lake freighters still.  "More
pain in my wounds" I thought.  "If I had had my license I would be out this
way with Sheena right now" since this was the local Lover's Lane for the
whole town.  "Not to worry" mum said "there will be other girls in the
future and you will find that special one just for you." "Look Mum", I
said," you have no idea what you are talking about.  This was my first date
and it has turned into a ball of krap.  I don't even want to talk to
another girl for the rest of my life if this is the way they are act
towards me.  " Mum slowed the car down and pulled off the road and parked
at a secluded spot by the canal.  "Look" she said with a sternest in her
voice that I had not heard before, "I realize that you are hurt and at this
moment very frustrated but no more than me.  It has been three years since
your Father died and I have not dated or done anything for myself in all
that time.  Every moment I have is spent on you and your brothers so please
cut me a little slack will you.  " With that she climbed out of the car and
with a slam of the car door she started walking down the embankment to the
canal.  Realizing how selfish I must have sounded I meekly climbed out if
the car and followed her down to the waters edge.  "Sorry Mum, guess I'm
being a bit of an ass." I said.  She turned towards me and with tears still
in her eyes she came into my arms and gave me the hug of a lifetime."
That's OK" she said "I guess both of us are pretty frustrated at this point
in our lives." With that she gazed into my eyes and leaning forward kissed
me gently on the lips.  She leant back for a moment and then kissed me
again with more force.  My arms went around her as I returned her embrace
with a passion that neither of us had shown each other over the years.  "Oh
David "she whispered "this is wrong and we must stop ".  Breaking free she
took my hand and we began to walk back towards the car in silence.  Once
back in the car Mum looked at me and said ," Honey I know that right now we
both have needs and that later in life both of us will probably meet
someone with whom we want to share the rest of our lives together with but
right now we only have each other.  I love you very much but it is and
always will be a love between her mother and her son.  Do you understand
that?  ""I think so" I said " but what is this about Mum?" "Since your
father is no longer here to teach you about girls and sex I guess the job
is mine.  Perhaps both of us can receive some benefits from this." she
replied.  Slowly sliding from underneath the steering wheel, she placed her
arm around my neck and drew me to her.  With just a brief hesitation she
pressed her lips to mine and then with a passion I had never seen she
thrust her tongue into my mouth.  For the longest time we stayed joined
together in that embrace savoring the moment.  Separating our lips, I began
to nuzzle and kiss her exposed neck with a growing passion." Slow and easy"
she whispered." after all half the fun is unwrapping the package" Pushing
back I looked at her in a new perspective, not as a mother but as a woman
that I lusted for.  For a person who had given birth to three children she
still had a figure that would stop men in their tracks.  I still remember
the fifty's hair style, the tight past the knee length skirt, and the
colorful snug fitting sweater which really accented her firm breasts.  She
sat there on the car seat with her legs curled up under her which caused
that tight skirt to ride up exposing a fantastic looking set of legs. 
"Like what you see?" she asked.  "Yes Mum you look fantastic" was the
reply. By now my hormones had kicked in with a roar and the bulge in my
pants was starting to show, an obvious thing that did not go unnoticed by
Mum.  "Hmm" she said, "I see that you definitely take after your father in
all aspects." with a smile.  Taking my hand she placed it against her
breast and began to make slow circular motions with it.  Again our lips
crushed together in a warm and passionate kiss which seemed endless.  By
now my hand was moving by its own volition as it circled and gently
squeezed her breast.  Under the sweater I could feel the soft outlines of
the bra that encased those beautiful tits.  Once again letting my lips
caress her neck I let my hand slowly ease down to the end of her sweater
and then gently and slowly inch its way back up under the fabric which was
hiding all from view.  Now my hand could feel the swell of her breasts and
the nubs of her erect nipples through the thin material of her bra.  For
the next ten minutes or so we stayed like this, much like teenagers fooling
around on a first date.  Mum's breathing had gradually increased and I
could tell that she was getting just as turned on as me.  Finally breaking
our kiss she reached down and slowly pulled the sweater up and over her
head .There in front of me were the most perfectly formed breasts I had
ever seen, encased in a sheer lace half bra.  As my hands once again
started to caress her tits as Mum let out a low moan of pleasure.  All my
dreams were suddenly coming true, I thought to myself.  Ever so gently I
began to slowly kiss the length of Mum's exposed neck while at the same
time releasing her breast and letting my hand slowly drop down to the top
of her skirt.  Opening my hand I began to rub across the flat of her
stomach with a light touch.  It is amazing how much one's sense of touch
can become highlighted when you are placed in the dark and you can take the
time to read what your fingers are telling you.  Through the rough material
of the skirt I could feel the soft slide of her nylon panties as well as
the raised emboss of a design on the one side.  By shifting the motion of
my hand a little I could also feel the raised edges of her garter belt as
it disappeared under her panties and the very slight harshness of the start
of her pubic hair.  All of a sudden I could feel my belt being loosened and
the thrust of her small hand as she gripped my manhood through my briefs.
Only with the greatest of effort did I stop from Cumming in my pants right
there.  Pulling back I must have startled her because she asked "What's
wrong".  I told here that I was ready to explode and I did not want to
spoil it for her.  "Not to worry, I've got a cure for that "was the
reply."Just sit back and enjoy".  Sitting back I again felt her hands only
this time she was pulling my jeans right off, which was followed by my
shirt leaving me with nothing but my briefs on for modesty.  Now Mum
reached right down into my briefs and grabbing my manhood slowly began
stroking it up and down.  "We are going to take the edge off so that we
both can enjoy what is to follow" she whispered to me.  With that her head
went down to her hand and she began kissing the top of my hard on.  "Oh mum
don't" I whimpered, "You are going to make me cum" "I know baby but then
you will be able to take your time with the main act to follow and not have
this worry" she replied.  Without as much as a seconds hesitation I
suddenly felt the head of my cock being pulled into her mouth as if by
suction alone.  Slowly the length of my penis disappeared into her mouth
only to reappear as she drew back and then once more pushed her lips down
its length.  Hell, first time, first girl, and first blow job, you do the
math.  Three good pulls like that and I felt like my balls were exploding.
"Mum!!!  I'm Cumming".  Quickly mum's lips plunged all the way down my
shaft and at the same time her hand cupped around my balls gently
squeezing. "Arrgg" I moaned as jet after jet of jism shot out of my penis
into my mother's waiting mouth.  I thought it would never end but
eventually the spasms subsided and I slowly sat back down not realizing
that I had arched myself right off the seat with the intensity of that
orgasm.  Mum continued to lightly suck on my organ until my breathing had
returned to normal and it was then that I noticed that not one drop had
spilled and that she had taken in all.  Sitting back up she whispered "and
now time for the main act".  Embracing her I replied" yes now it is your
turn definitely your turn Mum".  I kissed her deeply.
   To be continued.......