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A Keyhole Adventure, and AddendumA Keyhole Adventure…An Addendum Upon proof-reading my last story, a factual one, I realized one vignette needed a fantasy ending.As Mom and I finished our farm chore, we walked toward the house to wash up, I reviewed in my mind the show I had seen due to her not wearing a bra this day. Should I ask why? She had to know I could see down her dress as we had to bend down to turn each tray. I finally blurted out…”Mom, you did’t wear bra today!””I know, when did you notice?” as she put her arm around my waist and put her other hand on my arm, which was strange as our family was not touchy-feely. “Oh, in the first row I saw and just decided to watch for next hour and try not to get caught,” I answered. “Well son, I saw this morning when you were mowing the lawn that you are no longer a boy, but becoming a man and I want to show you what a girl might do to you from now on. I remember your curiosity in the past and want to clear up anything you might wonder about.”We climbed the steps into our house as it was nearing lunch time as Mom said, “we have about 20 minutes until I have to make lunch for you guys, follow me.” She sat me down in the dim light of the living room on a wooden chair and proceeded to unbutton her dress as she faced me. “This will bursa escort give you a little closer look at what you saw out in the vineyard a bit ago…do you like?” “Sure,” I stammered as my eyes feasted on her modest, ( 34A/B) but beautiful bosom. She then pulled her arms out of the sleeveless dress and cupped her breasts to remove the subtle middle-age sag that time had provided. “Go ahead and touch son,” she invited. I cautiously ran my fingers over the soft flesh and marveled at her bright reddish-pink nipples. “I know some day you might see bigger ones, but this is what I have to show you,” she noted. Things were happening so fast I hardly noticed the bulge in my cut-offs caused by this encounter. As I tried to make sense of the situation Mom said, “here put your mouth on it like you did f******n years ago.” I slowly complied and was surprised at the sensations I felt now taking pleasure from where I had taken nourishment in my infancy…Mom must have felt it too judging from the sounds she made. She slowly caressed my head with her fingers as I grew more bold and took more of her flesh into my mouth and rubbed my tongue across her now hard nipple. “Please suck on the other one too,” she ordered. I complied for sure and began to enjoy myself even more as I understood bursa escort bayan my good fortune to not only see, but was able to feel what I up to now had only daydreamed about. I could hardly comprehend the softness of her breasts, it was beyond my wildest imagination. Her one hand moved from behind my head to fumble to undo the rest of the buttons on her dress, then I heard the dress slip off her wide hips onto the floor around her feet. Mom may have been somewhat plain in her appearance and she never wore anything that would show off any hint of sexiness…until it was uncovered! She made fun of her “bird legs” true, and she called herself “short-waisted” and had very long legs and wide hips. I feasted my eyes for the first time on the flare of her hips that started higher than where her elbows were in relation to her torso. She had a long hip line down to the tops of her substantial thighs! Her underwear was still on but that couldn’t hide her lines. She turned and exposed her backside of two shapely pear-like cheeks.Granted she was 49 years old and had some miles…a scar here and there, a s**ttering of beauty marks, some cellulite and veins on her legs, but that made things all the more appealing as she never let it show normally. My eyes became accustomed to the escort bursa dimly lit room and I tried to memorize what I was witnessing in case it didn’t occur again. I marveled at the curvaceous fronts of her creamy white thighs and ran my open hands over their softness and ripples of flesh which drew this comment, “you’ve been waiting to feel my legs, haven’t you?” “Oh gosh yes, Mom they look and feel so good,” I answered Thought to myself, if Mom looked so good under her conservative clothes, there must be many more women hiding their beauty. She turned and faced me and my hands moved slowly up the outside of her legs reaching the waistband over her panties. My fingers moved inside between the elastic and her skin and started to move it down…”Oh look at the time, I must get lunch started for you guys, we’ll have to save that for some other time,” she exclaimed. My head lay between her breasts as she asked me to raise her dress from around her feet. I reluctantly helped as she then covered up in one swift move. I even helped button her up making sure the top button was fastened. She held my face in her hands and kissed me on the mouth for the first time and also rubbed the hard bulge in my shorts, saying “I’ll deal with that later!”I took a walk outside while she prepped lunch and made a detour into the barn and masturbated off the biggest load of jizz ever trying not to fall over due to my trembling legs. Our encounter was less then 5 or so minutes but it provided many minutes of pleasure.To be continued…

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