I was only 15 and I remember it well. Being an only child, Mum and I are close. Often we would sit together on the couch and just watch tv. I thought everyone was like this.
This night was just like that. Dad had gone out for the night so it was only Mum and I at home. Mum had changed into her nightie earlier as she wanted to be comfortable after a long day. It was coming to the end of winter and as we snuggled together watching some movie, Mum had her arm around me and was lightly stroking my hair. It felt nice. I have always been close to Mum, being an only child will do that. As such, I never wanted for affection and it all seemed perfectly natural.
As they do the movie eventually ended. Mum suggested I join her in bed and as it was cold I agreed. It’s been so long ago that I can no longer recall why I decided to join her that night. At that age I just wore my undies to bed so I did the same on this occasion. Mum kept her nightie on as well and joined me in the big queen size bed. As we spooned in the dim glow of the bedside light I was aware of my mother’s hot breath on my neck. Slowly she would playfully lick my ear lobe. I tingled all over, I still do and whilst my wife knows that I like this I have never told her why.
I could feel Mum’s erect nipples pressing against my naked back through the thinning material. My young teenage cock was at full attention and stretching the material of my underwear. My head was spinning and my heart was racing.
‘What do I do?’ I thought. ‘Do I just get out of bed before Mum discovers how aroused I am?’ Her nipples were all I could feel, those delicate nibs pressed firmly against me. It was wrong to have an erection for my mother yet I very much wanted for her to touch me. I could feel my heart pound in my chest with libidinous excitement. I moaned softly as Mum gently nibbled on my ear lobe.
At that fatuitous moment Mum stroked my thigh and accidently brushed against my adolescent erection. Mum would tell me later that she had been lost in her own pleasure of being close to me that she didn’t quite realise what affect her actions were having on me. It was just an extension of the natural affection between a mother and her only son.
I couldn’t take it anymore, this was so wrong and I knew it. That didn’t stop the lustful thoughts that made my cock hard with incestuous intent. Mum was beautiful; she had only just turned 40 a few months previously. Mum had deep brown hair with a slight curl. Mum has c cup breasts with pink nipples and when viewed together with her lush bush of dark pubic hair it would send my young adolescent hormones into a hive of frenzied activity. Perhaps I should have gone to my own room at that moment or perhaps Mum may have come to her senses and realised that to play with her teenage boy was against any standard of morality. Sometimes the desire to taste the most forbidden of all apples is too strong, too powerful to resist.
I’m not sure if Mum was going through the same moral quandary as I was, as her hand slowly slid beneath the waistband of my tented knickers. She grasped the base of my cock and slowly moved up. I could only moan with pleasure as Mum played with my most private of parts. I wanted Mum out of her nightie and as I tried to undress her she stopped what she was doing and disrobed. She then ripped away my undies and threw them off onto the floor.
“I’m happy you’re going to be my first, mum.”
“So am I Ben.”
Mum then climbed on top of me and slid my virgin cock inside her pussy. Our lips met and our tongues danced. With this being my first time, Mum knew I wasn’t going to last long so she rode my rock whilst looking deep into my eyes. At first it was a small shudder that rippled though my very being. I was shaking with excitement as I shot my virginal load inside my mother’s wanton pussy.
“Oh Mum” I whispered.
“Sshh honey it’s ok we don’t have to say anything now”
Mum simply held me as I regained myself. She kissed my face gently from time to time to show her love. I couldn’t think straight as wave after wave of euphoria swept over me.
“Wow!” was all I could breathlessly manage as Mum smiled at me.
“Did you enjoy that baby?”
“Oh Mum that was wonderful”
“For me too.”
“I love you Mum.”
“And I love you too Ben. Is there anything you want to talk about?”
“I don’t know...that was just...nice.”
She giggled at that and hugged me a little tighter.
We laid together and as my tongue played with her sweet nipples her hand returned to my stiffening manhood. I slid my hand down to mum’s hairy mound. It felt so warm and inviting as I slid one finger then two inside her. It was the first time I had done this to a woman and Mum helped me to identify her clit and how she liked it rubbed. Like all boys I had heard stories of the mystical g-spot. Mum took my hand and helped me touch it.
“Next time I will teach you how I want you to eat my pussy but for now I need you to fuck me,” Implored my mother breathlessly.
I was ready to go. I rolled on top of my mother into the good old fashioned missionary position. I thrust my hard cock into her silk lined furnace. Mum moaned slightly and wrapped her legs around me. She dug her fingernails into my back and dragged them upwards. This managed to turn me on even more. I thrusted harder and Mum moaned louder. I love the way Mum moans when she’s excited.
“Oh yes fuck me, fuck me hard... God yeah thats it fuck my pussy with your beautiful cock.”
I knew she was at the edge and I was too excited to stop my continuous pounding of her incestuous pussy.
“I want you to cum Mum.”
“Oh yes baby I’m nearly there. Just keep on fucking Mummy’s pussy.”
Mum came with a fury I had not expected. Her legs were wrapped around me so tightly that I could hardly breathe.
“You like fucking your mummy don’t you?”
“I do indeed.”
“I want you to come in my pussy again baby.... Mummy wants it.... Give it to me!”
Mum started to suck on my earlobe and I lost all control. I shook uncontrollably as I shot my second load inside her. We laid in each other’s arms kissing and touching. I took one of her breasts into my mouth and sucked gently.
“Wow Ben you learn quickly.”
“I have a great teacher.”
“I have so much more to teach you baby but I do think you should probably go off to your own room now as your father will probably home soon, even though I would much rather be with you.”
With that Mum walked me across the hall and tucked me into bed and kissed me good night.
