The belt came down striking my buttocks again and again. It hurt, but I realized she hadn't the strength that father had used. Instead, I was consciou... that my naked penis was pressing against the silk of her leggings. And that the jerks of my body caused a friction. My cock hardened to its full length. My mother's skirt rose up to mid thigh and my cock slid between her legs.Every time she struck me, my body would go down then back up again giving me the most delightful of sensations. The blows. As I was drinking, I saw she is pouring wine inside the shirt. I understood what her plan was and went near her.She whispered ” wanna have wine,, then you will have to lick it” .. then she started unbuttoning the shirt. OMG, she was not wearing bra and her boobs were drenched in wine. I kissed her and started licking her boobs and simultaneously was rubbing her pussy from over the panty. She was moaning softly which was making me crazy. I took off her panty and she removed my jockey and poured. I also thank to iss writers who gave me format to write story (by reading their stories) so i can put my thoughts in typical masturbation ready content :)This story goes back in 18 years back in time. That mean I was 17 years old and just passed my plus two and enjoying vacation. One day my bhabhi – name is not important what u say my male friends?? :) Coming to her figure she is fair, tall as 5.3 and tits and figure would be 34-5, 29-30, 35-36 at that time not sure it should be like that. One. I fantazised about fucking her in the bathroom, balls deep in her wet pussy, lifting her off the floor and pounding her against the door, as she panted and moaned... Having a big cock isn´t always a blessing though, especially not when you´re eighteen and constantly horny; it stood out like a footlong baton in my pants, or down my thigh, at the moment. A painful but lovely tension as it tried to rise. I did what I always did; I thought about my grandmothers funeral, ice cold showers, football,.