Bed Of Rose's - Episode 1 free porn video

Everything about Rose appeared as a normal, everyday woman - other than looks. Rose, by anyone's standards, would be considered a very attractive woman. She was 5'8" tall, 38-25-36 hour glass figure, 37 years old, brunette hair that laid across her shoulders like a silky veil, reaching the shoulder blades at its longest point. Other than her voluptuous figure, she appeared rather lean with legs that made a man hard if he looked for more than three seconds. Her arms were slim and graceful and her fingers were thin - not bony - and she always kept her finger nails and toe nails in perfect condition and painted at all times. Her eyes were a brilliant, deep blue that turned icy blue when she was pissed off about something. Aside from standing out in crowd with her looks, Rose was not particularly outgoing or shy either way. She was never the life of the party, but was no wall flower. In fact, she rarely went to parties. What stood out in Rose were the things people can't see. She was fiercely dedicated to what she believed in or loved, she was driven to be the best she could be at whatever she attempted, and she valued human life very highly because she had seen too much of it wasted for no reason.

Rose was ex-military. She had spent four years in service to her country and had been places and seen things that never make it to the evening news. She and her platoon had been sent into a hot spot in one of those unknown corners of the world to rescue and retrieve civilian missionaries from an insurrection. She and her platoon were too late. Most of the village had been wiped out, including the civilian missionaries, medical team, and most of the villagers. One of the few survivors was a five year old son of the missionary couple. They had managed to hide him and he only emerged when he heard English being spoken. Rose took care of him from that moment until her team returned to the US. But no one ever claimed the young boy. She devoted herself to searching for family only to find that the boy was not only orphaned, but did not have any extended family. She couldn't even trace down grandparents or aunts and uncles of his parents. So Rose decided to adopt. All she knew was his name was Jake - abbreviated from Jacob. Against her family's and her C.O.'s advice, Rose decided to adopt the boy in spite of not being married or having a home of her own. The process took some time, but she finally accomplished the task and had to do it all on her own. She no family support. But she was determined to change this young boy's life for the better and committed herself to doing whatever it took to make it happen.

She had a difficult time finding a job that would pay enough for them to live on. She had a lame apartment for awhile that she and Jake shared with a couple of other women she had met on her lame job. They were rarely home because they also worked evenings as strippers and were only home from about 2 am to 8 am before they had to be back to their day jobs. Her roommates really didn't have the bodies for stripper work and found it difficult to make enough additional money just stripping, so they had also resorted to car sex to make up the difference. Rose vowed she would never sink that low. Eventually however, as she got further behind on her rent, she finally took her roommates' advice and started working as a stripper. She became extremely popular and the club and was netting $1500 a week without having to fuck anyone to get it. She doubled that when she decided that she would give blow jobs, but nothing more. That was enough for her. She was then able to quit her day job, set her stripper hours to late evenings after Jake had gone to bed and could then be home for him from the time he got home from school until bedtime. She was devoted to him, had set her boundaries, and lived by those standards every day of her life.

Jake was now on the brink of adulthood. There had been many difficult times for him as well as for Rose. It took three of four years for him to catch up with his peers in school. He was painfully quiet but not surly or moody. He always treated his mother with respect, but found it very difficult to make friends. He didn't start dating until he was a senior and then he never got past the second or third date before the relationship ended. She never understood why and Jake would never talk about it. Rose admired Jake. He worked hard, was dedicated to his schoolwork, was respectful to everyone if not very engaging verbally, and stood out in some of the same ways she did insomuch as he took excellent care of his appearance, stayed fit by jogging and lifting weights and was not prone to eating as much of the garbage his friends indulged in. He kept his light brown hair cut short, but stayed away from the buzz cuts, he had no interest in tattoos and piercings, although Rose found those alluring on some men. Jake was the epitome of the boy next door if not a generation or two behind his time. He was a little over 6' tall, broad through the shoulders, thick chested, slightly broad at the waste, but his waste was flat. He was very much built like an NFL middle linebacker, but did not have the overall size for that level of sport. His muscles were well defined and all it took was a pair of jeans and snug t-shirt to turn heads of women of all ages. His teachers, male and female loved him, his work ethic in school, and his manners. In fact, Rose was pretty sure that just talking about him made some of Jake's female teachers cream their panties. She would not have been surprised to find out a couple of them had fucked him. He never said anything that would hint of such an experience, so she had no way of knowing. Getting information out of him was like prying a pearl from an oyster.

Even though Rose had sucked more cock and swallowed more cum than she cared to confess, she had spent most of her youth doing without sex and the pleasures it offered for herself. She had had a couple of boyfriends, but the sex was mostly mediocre at best and when they figured out she offered an immediate family, they kept their distance and quickly faded away. Sometimes she burned inside from the unquenched desires, but her commitment to Jake and the limits she placed on her life as a result overrode those desires. She occasionally resorted to a few toys to help her wear off some of the frustration. She was in the middle of pleasuring herself with a rather large black dildo one Friday evening when she heard the front door open and slam shut. She looked at the clock. It was only 8:30 and Jake was already home from his date. He was to have spent the evening at Jillian's house watching movies. Rose was glad she maintained the habit of shutting and locking her bedroom door whenever she chose to please herself. She jumped up, quickly dressed, and headed to the main room to see why Jake was home so early.

She entered the living room to find Jake pacing the floor, running his hands through his hair, and muttering to himself. When Jake realized his mother had entered the room, he headed for his bedroom and shut the door, ignoring her pleas to talk to her. Rose knocked on the door and the only response she got was a "go away!" It was not like Jake to respond to her that way ever and she backed away to allow him to calm down for awhile. By about 10 pm Jake finally emerged and apologized to his mother for his disrespect toward her earlier. He sat on the couch, legs and arms spread in a rare pose of defeat. Rose sat down beside him and put her arm around him and snuggled in close.

"I think it is time you talked to me about whatever is going on with you and the girls you are dating, Jake. This was your third date with Jillian, and, you came home early like you have on the second or third dates with the others. This time you were more than just deflated. You were angry. We need to address this before it gets the best of you. So why don't you try talking it over with me for a change. You know there is nothing we cannot talk about. I think I have proven that from the beginning."

"You are probably right, mom. But this might be one thing we can't talk about. Or at least one thing I can't talk about with you." Jake looked away from her as he responded.

"Jake, honey if you really can't talk to me then we need to start with a doctor or your school counselor. But you don't get off the hook with me this time. Just because it whatever "it" is happens to be a sensitive subject for you, doesn't mean you can go on without facing it and talking to someone until we find a solution.."

He leaned forward and put his head in his hands, braced by his elbows resting on his knees.

"Mom, I don't think I could talk to the counselor about this and I have studied up on this enough to know the doctor can't do anything about it. I am at a dead end and I just need to give up on ever having a girlfriend or even hope for anything more than that."

"Jake, what could possibly be so impossible to overcome that a doctor or a counselor or me could not help you through? And what does it have to do with the girls you date?"

"Fucking shit mom! Do I have to draw you a picture!? Or better yet, do I need to drop my pants and show you?" Jake's anger was starting to boil over again but he got a hold on himself and calmed down again and again, he apologized.

Rose was taken aback by his language and his anger but kept her own cool. "Well maybe you will have to do one or the other, although I think I am beginning to get the picture. Let me guess. By the third date, you and your date are ready for some action, but you can't get it up or more difficult than that, they don't respond to the size of your...you know...and that kills the mood and it ends poorly. You know, not all men have big...willies Jake. Nothing wrong with average."

Jake laughed an angry laugh. "That is not it at all, mom! In fact, it is quite the opposite. You're right on the first part of it. By the third date, we are both ready for a little more than holding hands. But when they see it they totally shut down. Tonight was different though. She was dating me on a dare from a couple of the other girls I had dated all so she could get a look at it. She had no intention of going all the way with me. As soon as she saw it, she exclaimed, "Oh fuck they were right! I have never seen anything like it!"

"So is it bent? Jake, come on. You gotta give me something more to work with here." Rose was beginning to get perturbed herself with Jake's obtuse description of what must a badly deformed cock.

"Fine, mom. But consider yourself warned." As he spoke, he walked up to her as she still sat on the sofa and stopped about a foot in front of her legs on the floor where she sat. He unbuttoned his jeans and simultaneous pulled them and his underwear down to reveal his problem. Rose could not help but gasp. Jake's cock was limp, but it still reached more than half way to his knees. It was thick as well and even flaccid, the veins were visible and meandered from the base of his shaft to the foreskin. Jake started pull his pants up, but Rose grabbed his hands to stop him. She just stared at it for a couple of minutes as she tried to figure out what she should do next. The internal battle in her raged on. She wanted to help him, but help could take on all kinds of forms and she knew there could be no missteps here.

"First of all, Jake, you should know nearly every man on earth would kill to have a cock like that. And most women think they want a cock like that. But younger women, like the girls you are dating are going to respond with shock and fear. What you need to understand is that the time will come when a woman will appreciate what you have and life will be just like you think it should be. In the meantime you will have to be patient. You may have to use alternatives for awhile and wait longer into the dating relationship before you show a woman your gift."

"That's just fucking lovely." said Jake, his mother's words not having the reassuring effect she had hoped for. "So what am I supposed to do in the meantime. I'm tired of jerking myself off all the time."

Rose was shocked at his blunt admission, but not surprised that he had to resort to that means. After all all young men spend most of their free time beating off. Jake still stood there with his huge cock dangling in front of his mother. She decided to take it one step further in an effort to give him some additional reassurance.

"Jake, come to my bedroom for a little bit. I think you need more than just some reassurance tonight. Don't get me wrong. I am not going to prove anything to you other than that I love you and that there is nothing we can't talk about."

He wasn't sure what she meant by those statements, but he was grateful that he could pull up his pants now that his problem was out in the open, so to speak. She took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, honey. And I want you to relax." Rose told him with a soft, motherly tone in her voice.

"Seriously? You want me to completely undress now and lie on your bed? I don't see the point in any of this. It's not like there is anything you can do about any of this. Now you are just embarrassing me for no good reason."

"Oh, don't close your mind, son. I taught you better than that. Problem solving is the first and best skill a person needs to make it in this world. Haven't you learned that lesson yet? Besides, don't trust me more than that to think I am only trying to embarrass you?"

"Oh alright, if you say so. If I can't trust you, mom, I am totally fucked in every sense of the word but the one that matters."

Jake undressed and laid down on the bed, face up, letting his over-sized cock dangle between his legs. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. Rose went to the medicine cabinet and came back to the bedroom, climbing into bed next to her son with a tube of lubrication in her hand.

"What's that for?" Jake asked still not sure of what his mother had planned, but he was beginning to suspect that she was going to be handling his cock for whatever reason and his cock involuntarily twitched as the thought raced in and out of his mind in a flash.

Rose was fully dressed and had every intention of staying that way, but she was also determined to provide her son some relief giving female attention to his cock to adjust his attitude. "Jake, I am going to take care of your needs by doing the jacking off for you. I know you said you are tired of jerking off all the time, but having someone else do it for you should be a nice change of pace. And who better to show you how much you are loved than to have your mother do it for you. It is a rare mother who would do this for her son but I think your needs are great enough that you need me to do this for you. Just relax and enjoy okay?"

"I...well...I certainly don't mind having someone else playing with my cock but mom, are sure you want to do this? I mean...well...you know... most people would think this is pretty weird."

"Maybe so, Jake but you and I are the only ones who know and I can see the desperation in you tonight and it worries me. This is a small price to pay to get your head back in a safe place."

With that, he spread his arms and legs across the bed as his mother squirted some lube into the palm of her hand. She put the tube on the nightstand rubbed the oil between her hands and then reached out to grip his growing cock. She was amazed at the growing girth along with the growing length as his huge cock stiffened at her touch. She gently stroked and eventually wrapped both hands around his rod, one hand over the other. If it were not for her long delicate fingers, she would not have been able to touch finger to thumb because of the girth of his now rigid cock. She chose not to comment on his size and instead noted its beauty.

"Son, you have a perfect, straight, beautiful cock! That has nothing to do with size, but just the sheer beauty of its shape, with the nice round head on the end and the prominent veins and the rigidness of it. It is so absolutely manly that you should be proud of it. I can only imagine how some lucky woman is going to feel the first time she touches it, looks at it and feels it sliding in and out of her. You will make her cum so hard, she will forget her name for an hour afterward when you are done pleasing her."

Jake's eyes closed and he began to relax, listening to her gentle, soothing words, and feeling her tight double grip wrapped around his fully erect cock rising a full foot above his abdomen. Jake u*********sly put his arm around his mother, resting his hand on her shoulder as she continued to slowly stroke his rigid pole. Rose looked in amazement at the sheer size and beauty of her son's massive cock and licked her lips. It was a habit she acquired as a dance giving head in the dark, quiet places between dances. She found that cocks came quicker and men became more aroused as a woman licked her lips as if they wanted to suck their cocks. She did it because she wanted the spit to lube their shafts and make them cum quicker. She could give a shit if they were entirely happy, but it was suck until they came so the quicker the better. In this case, however, this was a cock she really would enjoy sucking. Partly because she had never seen one that large - and she had seen many, many dicks in her life - but also because it was the most handsome cock she had ever seen and it was desirable and it belonged to someone she cared deeply about. She WANTED to please this cock more completely that any she had ever touched.

Rose increased the pace and it wasn't long before she noticed Jake's legs were beginning to stiffen and tense a little and she knew he was close to cumming. She heard the low moans beginning to emanate from his mouth and his hand moved under her arm as he naturally began to reach for her tit. It was then that she realized, in her haste to get dressed when she heard him come home, that she did not bother to put on her bra. She also noticed for the first time that her nipples were hard as rocks. She went with the flow and moved her arm so that he had easy access to cup her large tit in his hand and squeeze it as he moaned louder. She changed hands so that she could use the one she was stroking with to play with his hefty ball sack to take him over the top. His head shook back and forth, his legs stretched out, and his hand clamped down tight on her tit as he let out a loud groan. She aimed his cock as straight up as she could and Jake shot his first stream of cum easily two feet in the air and it landed on his chest with an audible splatter. His second and third shots were similar in volume but not as high into the air. Three or four more smaller streams shot out a few inches and covered the back of her hand and fingers. He finally opened his eyes, smiled broadly at his mother and then awkwardly let go of her tit once he realized he had a hold of it.

"Mom, I am sorry, I grabbed you like that. I wasn't thinking. But that was an amazing hand job. Thank you. And I promise I will never breathe a word of this to anyone."

"You better not, young man!" she said teasingly. "And I am glad you enjoyed it. I have to say, you pumped quite a load of jizz there, son. Do you always cum that much?"

"Not always. But then, I don't always get special treatment like that!" He was still smiling in a dreamy state of sexual afterglow from the most erotic jerk session he had ever experienced.

"And mom, you have a great set of -"

"Tits?" she finished for him.

"Yeah, tits." he said, embarrassed again that he would say such a thing to his mother.

"It's okay, Jake. Call 'em what they are. It is natural in a sexual context to refer to them as tits."

Rose stared at his cock as it showed no signs of going limp. She continued to stroke it gently and run her finger tips up and down the underside of his shaft, causing it twitch now and then.

"You're still hard, son. Does it normally stay hard like that?" she was amazed at his stamina even as young and virile as he was.

"It usually goes limp when I jerk off, but I am usually ready to move on to other things. I just don't want this to end, mom."

"Okay, well, it doesn't have to yet." she said. "But we need clean off round one first."

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get a warm, wet washcloth to clean to pool of cum off of his abdomen.

"I didn't think about you wanting to touch me while I was jerking you off, Jake. I should have taken my shirt off so you could have touched my bare tits or my ass while you were cumming. Let's fix that for the next round."

"Really?! You are willing to let me see you naked?"

"All is fair in love and war right?" she said with a mischievous smile on her face. With that, she stood beside the bed and decided to reveal her striptease skills to her son. She began to sway her hips slowly side to side as she lifted her t-shirt slowly revealing only a little at a time until she had finally revealed her bare tits to him. Then she turned her back to him, noticing his hand slowly rubbing his stiff cock up and down. She continued her stripper dance ever so slowly lowering her shorts over her round ass and revealing her thin bikini panties. Once she had removed her shorts, she continued her exotic dance and running her hands under her hair in back, giving him a view of her lean back and arms stretched up and out, then shook her ass at him as she looked over her shoulder lustfully at him. He was starting to pump a little faster. She decided it was time to take over and get him to the next level.

"Okay, son, now for another round from your loving mother. This will be even more special than the first time so relax and enjoy. She approached him from the foot of the bed and leaned over his spread legs so that he got full view of her heavy tits dangling in front of his cock. She reached out and took his still lubricated cock in her hands and stroked slowly as her face hovered over his erect manhood. His hands were behind his head again and he watched her every move seemingly without blinking in fear he would miss something. Then came the shock for him.

His mother pulled his cock toward her face, pointing straight up into the air and lowered her head down close enough to allow her to kiss his cock head. She lifted up, climbed on the bed, still between his legs, and again bent over and kissed his rod. Then she licked his knob. Then she lowered her head further and ran her tongue from the base of his shaft all the way to the crown of his cock head. Then she made his dreams come true and took the huge head into her mouth and sucked on it. She pulled off for a moment and licked her lips as she had been accustomed to doing for her clients and proceeded to take as much of his shaft in her mouth as she could take. She pulled off again.

"Tell me when you are about to cum. I will probably know it is cumming, but be a sweetie and tell me anyway. I am not about to take a mouthful of the load you put out."

"Whatever you say, mom."

Jake was mesmerized by his very first blow job and he lowered his hands to his side as if trying to decide what to do with them.

Again she pulled off.

"Do not, no matter how strong the urge, put your hands on my head and start fucking my mouth. I am in control of this and I will stop if you try to take that control away from me." She was a little more stern than she intended to be, but she was so used to men trying to fuck her throat that it was a natural reaction for her to set the ground rules in no uncertain terms.

Jake nodded to the instructions and safely put his hands behind his head again and watched with enthusiasm as his mother sucked his cock.

Jake was also amazed that his mother reacted to his size unlike any girl he had exposed himself to. Not only did she not flinch, but saw it as a challenge or something to be conquered and willingly offered herself to him for his pleasure and relief. This was true love and he would do nothing to make her sorry she gave herself to him like this.

Over the next several minutes Rose worked her son's cock in so many different ways, with her tongue and lips and the depths of her mouth that he could not figure out what he liked best. He began to feel the stirrings of another monumental climax building in his balls and warned her of the impending eruption. She instructed him to get up and on his knees, which he did immediately.

Then she took his cock and wedged it between her ample 38D tits and held those tits tightly around his shaft and told him to tit fuck her until he came again. Jake put his hands on his mother's shoulders and began thrusting his massive log between her big tits and fucked them for all he was worth.

"I want you to cum on my tits, Jake. Shoot that hot cum of yours all over my big globes. I want to feel that warm cum all over them."

Her dirty words finished what her hands and tongue had started and her tits were bringing to a head. He reached down, took a hold of his cock and aimed it at her tits and fired stream after stream at one tit and then the other and then at the cleavage in between them, coating her entire chest with another load nearly as large as his first. She took his cock and rubbed the head over her hard nipples, giving him another erotic sight before he collapsed on the bed again, wobbly legged and in need of rest.

Rose left the bed to clean the glaze of cum off of her chest and returned shortly to see that he was still hard, although he was doing nothing to stimulate himself.

"Holy shit, son. Are you going to spend the rest of the night with a boner like that?"

"Nah, it will give up after while. Man! I never dreamed you would even consider doing anything like that with me, mom. I can't even believe it happened!"

"It was all a figment of your imagination. And since you are still hard I think it is time you closed your eyes and dreamed another dream. I am not going to send you to bed with an erection tonight."

"What are you going to do for an encore, mom? You've already used your hands, mouth and tits."

"Close your eyes and keep them closed and see if you can identify what part of my body I use on you this time." Rose said with a smile. She had never planned to go so far with her son, but now she needed some relief of her own and was sure that he could deliver like no other she had ever encountered.

Just to make her point, she blindfolded him with her bikini panties, although that wasn't exactly going to create a blackout condition for him. Then she braced herself as she straddled him and began the uncertain act of trying to get his huge cock into her very wet pussy. She had only gotten the head of his cock inside herself and already she felt like she was splitting in half. She bit her lip and sank a little lower and a little lower. She was starting to see stars at this point and paused for a moment. She was also on the verge of cumming like she knew she had never cum in her life. After a brief pause, she continued the descent onto his cock and finally relaxed just enough to take nearly the full length inside her pussy, totally stretched to the max. She let out a scream of pain and pleasure as she came hard and hurt all at the same time. Her first cum was so mixed with the pain of his size that she nearly passed out, but the next wave hit and her next howl was in pure ecstasy and she rode it like an experienced cowboy rides and unbroken horse. Jake was watching it all and reached out and grabbed both tits and squeezed them and pinched her hard nipples. The third wave came over her as she continued to ride him, now more comfortable and embracing every inch of his length and circumference as she bounced up and down on his pole. She never got more than about 10 inches inside her before it felt like he was in clear up to her stomach. But she rode him like a pro and he let his hands rest on her thighs, not pushing up at all for fear of hurting her.

Jake warned her he was getting close to cumming again. He didn't think she heard him. She kept riding him and came twice more. Finally, Jake told her he could not hold back any longer.

"Cum inside me. It's okay. I want to feel your cum splash inside my pussy, son. Cum inside me all you want and all you can."

Jake took her at her word and thrust up without thinking, shoving his cock the rest of the way into her. All twelve and a half inches of his cock was buried in her. He could feel his cum shooting out and coating his cock. It had nowhere else to go as he was in clear to her womb and he spewed sticky stream after sticky stream inside his mother's pussy. Rose fell on top of him, exhausted from the assault on her pussy from this monster cock attached to her son's body. She didn't even have the strength at that moment to pull off of him. She just lay there on top of him, feeling the cum ooze out of her pussy, over her clit and onto her son's pubic area as well as a steady stream down the base of his shaft on its way to coating his balls. He could feel her hard nipples on his chest pressing into him as her breathing began to settle into something more calm and steady. Jake stroked his fingers through her hair and hugged her tight. He couldn't help himself and found that he was slowly beginning to make slow, gentle stroking moves under her as he felt yet another erection swelling his cock still embedded in his mother's cunt.

"Fuck, Jake! I don't know if I can do this again tonight."

"I'll stop mom. I'm sorry."

"No, don't be. Give me a minute or two though."

Rose took a deep breath, remained in her current resting position and then took over by sliding slowly up and down his torso, letting his stiff rod keep her on track. Jake, for the first time reached down and ran his hands over his mother's beautiful ass and used it to gently slide her up and down his body as they engaged in a long, slow fuck. This time, they were not just fucking, but they were making love. This time, they shared gentle touches over different parts of each other's bodies and caressed each other and kissed and acted like lovers. This wasn't another trick for Rose and it wasn't another failed date for Jake. This was love making and good fucking and Jake began to focus on pleasuring his mother and wanted to be a good lover. He didn't just want to fuck and cum as many times as possible. He wanted to make sure she enjoyed every inch and every climax she could get out of it. And he didn't let himself cum again until she had gone through another multiple orgasm experience like her first. Then he let the flood gates open again and filled her one more time. By then it was the wee hours of the morning and they were both fully spent and exhausted. Rose managed to hobble to the shower, leaning on Jake all the way, and they cleaned each other up before falling into bed together and falling into a deep, post-fuck sleep. Rose was asleep before she had the chance to even consider where this was going to go and what she had just done, but it didn't matter. Both of them had experienced something they both desperately needed and life at the moment had just taken a major turn for the better.