This past weekend, we all attended my cousin’s wedding in Las Vegas. My mom, who is in her mid-40s, wore a tight leather dress to the wedding recept...on. I have to admit she looked really sexy. While growing up, it wasn’t easy having a sexy mom. All of my friends wanted to fuck her. They busted my balls constantly saying things like: “Your mom is a MILF” or “Your mom is sooo sexy.”Once we arrived at the wedding reception, everyone complimented my mom and how she looked. Guys were constantly. I hadn’t seen her since before I went to college. Details of her sprung to my mind unbidden. For as long as we’ve known each other, nothing would have led me to believe we would have anything other than a platonic relationship.Anya liked to ride when she visited. Mom encouraged me to take Anya down the trails of our property. Our courses were set up with obstacles and could be ridden fast, slow, or have jumps. She preferred to ride a chestnut mare by the name of Diva, and I rode a light bay. She left me standing next to the tub and began adding water and bubblebath to the monstrosity. I had no hope of seeing into the tub andguessed it was probably four feet in height. It seemed to be probablyeight or so feet long too! That meant it could easily be a smallswimming pool for me! Amanda must have felt very nervous about bathingme in it because it seemed like she probably hadn't added nearly thecapacity of water to it when she picked me up and sat me in water thatonly came up to my. I passed the pink mark and felt a series of slight pricks. Surprised, I moved my fingers back up and peered closer. It seemed she had shaved, but the tiniest hints of pubic hairs were growing back. I continued my descent down, letting them tickle my hand, and stopped right above her opening.I’m being forced to do this. That’s why I’m doing it. I glanced up at the three and their greedy faces and back down in an instant before sliding my fingers down…down…I could feel the small mounds on either.