Mom And Me – Bringing Out The Trash

I had a rough work week behind me, I was working long hours from Monday to Thursday back then and a little bit during Friday morning, mostly answering and writing E-mails, partly on the train on my way back into my hometown, when I arrived in front of the house I had grown up in early Friday afternoon.

My mother -- the school she was the principal off hat closed during most of the summer -- was already hard at work: She was dragging the trash we had thrown into the garage one week earlier -- for more details see my a book "My Mom And Me -- Some Old Pictures" -- when we cleaned out the attic onto an okay sized trailer that was attached to her car.

The trailer itself was lent from a friend of hers, who had a construction company, hence why she couldn't get her hands onto it before Friday noon, and hence why no work had been throughout the week.

A huge smile appeared on my face when I saw my not too overly clothed mother carrying around relatively heavy things: The well aged sweaty woman looked hot while doing some physical work. So I stood there for some time and watched. Then my mother discovered that I had returned back home: "What are you looking at, son? How about stopping being lazy and helping me out a little bit?"

I shrugged my shoulders and without saying a single word I went inside the house, I dumped my backpack, I went upstairs and put on some summer working clothes, then I went outside and joined my mother. The temperatures were bearable on that day, and the trailer quickly was fully loaded while the garage it self wasn't even close to being empty.

Then my mother and me headed of to the garbage dump in a neighboring town. I was the one driving, and my mother was riding shotgun. We talked a little bit, we got a little bit flirty, we had to be careful to not a make a mistake, and do something like kissing each other. Because in a small town, everything has eyes, and everything loves to gossip.

When arriving at the garbage dump, I had to stop the car in front of a gate. A woman around forty that I naturally at least had met once before in my life, and my mother too, was sitting in the booth in front of it. We quickly had a conversation up and running.

The fairly attractive woman in the both and me were flirting a little bit while my mom sitting next to me was turning around her eyes a little bit. In the end the women in the booth told me that dumping three loads a week was free for ordinary people living in the region.

My head went up and down, then we wished each other a pleasant day, and then my mother and me drove into the garbage dump, where we sorted out the trash on the trailer, dumped it into the right place -- with some helping supervision -- and then we left the place, drove back home to load up load number two for the day.

My mother and me got more than sweaty while filling up the trailer. And not just that, watching my own mother bending over to pick up things, her very revealing summer clothing stile, it did a lot for me, my horny levels clearly were on the rise and I more and more caught myself just standing there, staring at, lusting for my own mother.

Luckily none of the neighbors caught me doing so, because from time to time curious neighbors walked by for some neighborhood chit chat, or to ask if the could have some piece before it would end up in a landfill or a recycling center. My mother gladly gave them whatever they wanted.

It was in the middle of the afternoon when my mother and me once more arrived at the gate of the dump side. The same roughly forty year old woman was sitting in the booth. A huge smile appeared on her face when she saw me. We flirted a little bit, than she told me that I had one more load for free and handed me a piece of paper that had the fees for additional loads written onto it.

I nodded with my head, I handed the piece of paper over to my mother, who put it into the glove compartment for the time being. Then the gate opened and my mother and me emptied the trailer once more. We once more made sure to dump everything at the right place, our supervisor was pleased with our doing.

Then my mother and me returned back home, where we filled the trailer with trash once more. And again, I caught myself looking after my mother a lot, and my mother caught me looking after her and I caught her looking after me. It just was a matter of time until two horny people, a mother and her son, would end up jumping onto each other.

But before that could happen, it was back to the garbage dump once more. It was during our drive over there that my mother took the piece of paper with the dumping taxes printed onto it out of the glove compartment, and then decided that it was to expensive.

And immediately came up with a plan to bypass those fees. Yes, my mother live in action. Her plan, it was an interesting one: "The woman in the booth next to the gate and you, you seem to like each other, or at least you have the hots for each other, am I right, son?"

Then my mother looked over to me. My head went up and down while most of my attention stayed on the road. My mom kept on going: "So how about you driving there on your own, in the morning, and maybe trying to flirt your way out of paying some fees? And if she asks for more, why not doing her good, son?"

My mother's words put a smile on my face: "I will try my best, mom."

Then we arrived at our destination. I once more talked with the roughly forty year old woman in the booth. She genuinely seemed to be excited to see me, and nope, there was no ring on her finger, but it looked like there recently had been one, we flirted a little bit before she opened the gate, and instead of saying goodbye, I said the following words: "See you tomorrow."

A smile appeared on her attractive face: "Yeah, see you tomorrow."

So she would be there on the following day, so without having to use to many words, my mother and me agreed to put her plan into motion in the following morning. But for now, it was unloading that damn trailer for the last time on that Friday late afternoon.

On the way back home my mother and me decided to load the trailer once more, so that in the following morning we wouldn't have get out that early, that we could have some relaxing breakfast together before I would head over to the garbage site.

Just this time things went into a slightly different direction. The trailer was mostly full when my mother bent over to pick something up again. She took her time doing so, she clearly wanted her sons attention. And she got it. I decided it was time to press the button and the electric garage door closed itself.

Once the door was closed, there was plenty of light coming in trough the window that lead out into the narrow pathway between the garage and the house. You could see the house wall and a part of a window, so not a chance that a random by passer could get a glimpse onto what was going on in the garage, and no one except my mother, and partly me were living or had access to the house and its surroundings.

So we were close to one hundred percent save from getting caught in the act, so things became naughty between my mother and me pretty damn fast. It only took me a few seconds to cover the ground between the two of us, and then a more than welcoming agreeing moan escaped my mothers body when I began to unzip her pants.

Moments later my mother's pants and panties were down between her ankles and we had moved a little bit: The mature woman now was bent over the workbench standing in front of the window that lead plenty of light inside and I was on my knees behind her.

Not even a second later my tongue was all over my mother's pussy while my rock hard dick tried to break free, tried to destroy the shorts I had been wearing on that warm, but not too hot summer day.

My tongue first was on my mother's clit, then as deep inside my mom's tasty pussy as anyhow possible. It didn't took long and my doing made my own mother moan out loud as she still kept on staring out of the window while enjoying the more than pleasant sensation her own son was giving to her.

Then my mother's eyes began to run in circles as her moaning got louder, louder and much more intense. The mature woman clearly was enjoying getting her pussy eating out, but there came a point were a tongue on her pussy wasn't enough for her anymore. My mother needed more.

And more she got. I made her spread her legs, I stuck my head in between her legs, I used one of my hands to hold on to the work bench while I used my other hand to penetrated my own mother's meanwhile dripping wet and swollen pussy.

The moment my finger slid inside my mom her moaning got even more intense, and after a few slow and gentle back and forth, a few ins and outs, my mother began to hold on to the work bench she still was bent over.

I really enjoyed eating out my own mother, tasting the more than delicious hole I once had come out of. I really loved to please my own mom while I totally fully ignored my own urges, my own still shorts covered and pre cum leaking hard one.

Not too long after three fingers were sliding in and out of my mother's pussy while my tongue kept on taking good care of my mom's clit. Her intense moaning was filling out the garage, and most likely some of the space next to it, while her hands began to try to crush the workbench she was holding on and bent over.

Every time my three finger went in and out of my mother she came closer, and closer to an orgasm. It was then that I took my tongue of her clit, while my finger fucked her faster, deeper and harder. It didn't took too long until my mother moaned out in about the following words: "I am coming, son."

Not even the blink of an eye later my mother came. Her legs got a little bit shaky while she let out few more very intense moans. Her pussy leaked some tasty juices while my hands were holding on to her tights, to make sure that she wouldn't collapse onto the floor.

Then my mother was out. Laying on the workbench she was previously bent over. Enjoying those awesome post orgasm moments while regaining herself. Then she returned into her body. My mother still was breathing heavily when she said the following three words: "Fuck me, son."

It didn't took long and I was standing behind my mother, opening my belts, unzipping my pants, dropping my underwear to set my rock hard pre cum covered dick free. Then I made one tiny little step forward and my glans was pressing against my mothers pussy. Then my hard one slid inside my own mother. While I went inside, my mother moaned out the following: "Yes, son."

Once my hard one was inside my mom's pussy balls deep I took a short break. During that break my hands grabbed my mothers waist, and then while holding the mature woman in position, I began to fuck her gentle.

My dick went and back and forth, in and out of my mother's dripping wet pussy. I was in no hurry at all, I had my inner horny animal under control. I fucked my own mother slowly, gently, while enjoying every second of it. While enjoying the more than awesome sensation of a mothers pussy wrapping herself around her son's rock hard dick.

It didn't took long and my mother and me were moaning out loud. We both enjoyed my doing. We both enjoyed the more than awesome sensation of my dick sliding in and out of my mom's pussy.

Fuck, it didn't took long and our brains melted away as our eyes began to run in circles. My mother and me, her only son, we got lost in the act more and more. Until we were at the point were all that mattered for the two of us was the sensation of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy.

It was then that my, that our inner horny animals took full control over our bodies. My mother moaned out the following words: "Harder, faster, deeper, son. Fuck me good."

The good son I am, I did what I was asked to do. I just let go, I gave everything, it didn't took long and sweat began to run down my, began to run down our bodies as we both came closer and closer to an orgasm. Fuck, fucking my own mother, it felt more than good.

But all good things eventually have to end. This time with a grand finale, with an orgasm. I came first. My more than full and aching balls unloaded themselves. While my cum shot through my rock hard dick inside my own mother, while I gave my own mom a few very hard, very deep thrusts with my hard one, my mother came too. It was my doing that pushed her over the edge.

The mature woman let out few last very loud, very intense moans while her hole body trembled. She then collapsed onto the work bench she was bent over, and I collapsed onto her. We kept on laying there for some time, enjoying that more than awesome post orgasm moments while regaining ourselves.

Once we had returned into our bodies I climbed off my mother, and she got off the workbench too. It was then that our eyes met, that we kissed for the first time on that weekend. Gentle kisses, passionate kisses and then, we both put our pants back on and went back to work.

The remainder of the evening was totally uneventful. My mother and me finished loading the trailer, then we left the garage, went back into the house, I prepared some dinner while my mother took a long shower.

Once my mother was done in the bathroom I took a quick and refreshing shower, then we had lunch out in the backyard while the sun was setting, romantic, really romantic, but we had to hold ourselves back: No cuddling, no kissing, not even sitting really close to each other, because neighbors have eyes.

When the stars were fully out my mother and me decided to go inside, we closed the curtains, then we cuddled next to each other on the sofa. Doing some talking, then watching some movie while enjoying being with each other and then we went upstairs where we shortly after feel asleep, naked, spooning: With me being the big spoon and her being the small spoon.