My pussy would quiver aroundhis flesh, gripping the slippery skin of his cock to keep it inside andfilling me.His tempo was delicious. Slower strokes...than all-out, but not by much.He was shafting me, his arms gripping my upper thighs against his body,his eyes boring into me, a sheen of sweat building on his forehead.An almost-scary look of seriousness on his face. This was real; this washeavy, for both of us, emotionally.This man was fucking me. Make no mistake. There was love behind it,. I stood up naked while mum waxed every hair off my body. It seemed to take forever and although it hurt I was expecting to get hurt a whole lot more later that evening! At least mum had to grab hold of my cock while waxing my balls but I got another slap when I thrust my cock in and out of her palm as it to fuck it.Now I just had to dress up, I had to wear what i was told. I was given a tight black leather mini dress to wear with the stockings and suspenders she had given me after id been. My Dad would stay for 2 then have to go back to England to work. This left me, my mum and younger brother alone for 4 weeks.At the time of this story I was 14 years old and like all boys had a crush on my Mum. To be she had a fantastic body and large tits that I would always try to get a closer look at. One hot day my brother was playing down the bottom of the garden and my Mum was lying on a sun bed up the other end of the garden. I got another bed and sat next to her. She was wearing a bikini. It wasn’t what I had planned but I had to give this some consideration. Since losing my job I’d had no offers. It’d been six months and I hadn’t even made it to an interview! I knew I had to accept Steve’s offer. I’d let him know in the morning.The following morning I wasn’t sure what had happened. I wasn’t sure if, in my inebriated state the night before, I’d just imagined it all. I went to the kitchen where Steve was already eating breakfast.“How’s the head?” Steve asked‘Not too bad.