“Sure hunni, open your legs a little” I replied.She complied. I lifted my foot, kicked off my shoe and slipped my stockinged toes gently between h...er smooth thighs, pushing them hard against her cunt. I started to massage her through her shorts gazing deeply into her eyes to watch her continued arousal.“Hold on a minute, I’ve got an idea”, said Gosia. She reached into her pack and pulled out a little tartan skirt, she slipped her shorts down her legs lifted her bottom off the seat and fastened. Still bouncing me....so my dick was really getting hard. She noticed it and was teasing me about how a younger girl was carrying an older (college!) boy and getting him turned on. She tickled me a bit, pinched my butt, and started feeling up my crack. At this point, I was rock hard, but couldn't do anything about it. I don’t have much experience with girls. I think because I’ve always been smaller than girls my age, I’ve never had a girlfriend. Of course, I’ve never had sex, either! So, this. It was the day, and I boarded my train. During the journey, I was remembering how I had grown up from an innocent kid to a horny teenager, who fantasizes about his mother.I finally reached my home after 2 days, and I was very tired. I rang the bell and was happy to see my mother who always looked perfect.She wore a transparent saree with a deep-cut blouse and was exposing her navel. I hugged her and she was very happy. Though I was very tired, my dick instantly saluted my mom’s aroma after. The private version was much more interesting. Anyway, we had been seeing each other for about a month when her mother told her to bring me to dinner. Damn, I was nervous, I dressed nice, I took flowers for her mother, you know all the things you hear about but rarely see anymore. She was nice to me, her Dad on the other hand must have heard some of the stories because he barely said a word. I was surprised when they all held hands to say grace. That was when I realized they were a very.