Mom is a very pretty lady of 42, packing only a few extra pounds. She’s 5 foot 5, somewhere around 135 lbs with a lovely 38-C bust and stunning dark brown shoulder length hair. I have often seen her in varying stages of undress that never phased her one bit. We have a great Mother/Son relationship since dad left the picture about 26-months ago having come home one Friday afternoon to pack some things and ran off to another city with an old-flame. It was mom’s obligation to tell my sister and I that night.

I had been distracted in thought while still starring at my mother and not realized she had hung up the phone and was sitting there quietly crying. I immediately went to her kneeling between her legs; “What is it mom? Why are you upset?” asking in a compassionate but slightly demanding tone. I had got more demanding just before dad had left so I could be noticed. What do you expect from a 17-year old kid.

“That was grandma’s neighbour. Grandma C. is sick, they think she had a mild stroke from not taking care of herself. I need to get down there but I can’t get away till Sunday because of business (mom was a very good real estate person), your sister has midterms and your aunt Betty is in Brazil for several weeks. I know it’s a lot of responsibility Patrick, but could you drive up and take care of my mom till I can get there mid-afternoon Sunday?” she pleaded and how could a young male teenager say no while kneeling between his own mother’s naked thighs.

“I can easily do that mom, I only have 2 classes tomorrow if you could call, I’m doing very well in those subjects.” I stated.

Standing quickly so that my face was so near her fabulous bush as I inhaled her scent. “Come along then, lets get you packed and on the way.” She blurted out as she brushed past me her robe still open.

By time I caught up with her in my room she had tied the robe belt closing off my chance of further enlightenment of her gifts. She was opening my closet and pulling from the back of it my suitcase throwing it onto the bed. As I opened the zipper, she started handing me clothes. “You’ll have to do some cooking and probably some house work … and you better phone me right after you get there and fill me in on what’s happening … and you’ll need some money …” In the process of much moving about her robe had come untied again and I was smiling while feasting on her womanly treasures.

“What are you grinning at … Ohhhh, sorry”, she said in ruffed voice while re-tying her robe. “…And you better pack several of these to keep you occupied …” she smiled as she handed me several issues of porno magazines from my bottom drawer. “Now come to my room when you get that zipped up …” and off she flew again.

I slipped in my special magazines of mature women and zipped the suitcase shut. I carried it to the hallway and knocked on mom’s open door, her back was to me as she put on a pair of panties, her bra already in place.

“Oh stop starring, you seen enough of your old mom to last you a life time.” She said with absolutely no hint of anger accompanied by a sweet smile. “Here … (reaching into her purse) is $250.00 … gas and whatever other things maybe needed till I get there … ” She stood up and looked me in the eye. “Can you handle all this Patrick … (I nodded yes) … I owe you big time! …”

As we passed through the kitchen she flipped me the keys to her car, “I’ll take the van on Sunday … drive carefully … and remember to phone me!” she insisted and then surprising me gave me a tender hug and kiss on the cheek. As I climbed into her car and just about to shut the door, mom ran up with a single rose “Give this to mom, from me…” she said with a tear flowing down her cheek, then looked wildly about her as the garage door was opening she stood still in her bra and panties and stepped back into the kitchen and blew me a kiss.

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It was just dusk when I arrived at Grandma C’s house; I rang the doorbell and was greeted by the lady next door. “I’m the grandson of Mrs. C., I’ve come to watch over her till mom gets here.” I announced.

She filled me in on the details she knew and gave me a phone number she’d be at explaining she too had a sick husband and was off.

Entering the house and closing the door I set down my bag going off in search of Grandma. I found her resting in her bed and had to explain who I was and why I was there. “It is nice to have some company … I guess I been sick …” and went on to explain that she hadn’t been eating or drinking much fluids, got weak and filled me in on what the doctor had told her.

I got settled in her spare bedroom and called mom, “… She has slight reduced strength on one side, something called a TIA, some form of mild brain attack affecting her movements, not much appetite and needs to rest a lot …”

Mom had filled in the blanks and stressed that I had to help grandma to the bathroom or any type of movement and not to be surprised if she forgot who I was … and many other details.

I started my rapidly thrust upon temporary career of nursing having made soup, toast and tea that I brought to Grandma, talked while she ate and later helped her to the bathroom where I had nothing but two left hands and all thumbs. I discovered she had several layers of clothing that I had to get through before I could seat her and seeing the bathtub asked her when she had a bath last.  I needed some advice … call MOM! “Mom … Grandma says she’s not had a bath … ” only to be coached by mom over certain details thus I learned ladies needed to wipe and still further how to give a bath … that she loved me and was very proud of me … call anytime if I needed advice.

“Grandma, I need to … you know … mom says I need to wipe you down there and then I’ll give you a bath …” I stammered and stumbled tongue-tied.

All the while grandma nodded and smiled, “I know … I haven’t been able to …”

So, with far too much toilet paper and a violet coloured blush I reached between grandma’s legs as she remained seated, wiped her pussy, ran bath water and slowly almost seductively undressed her while admiring that her breasts were not to her knees as friends said happened to women over 50 and that even at 66 grandma looked pretty hot even with her slightly grey but nicely trimmed beaver. 

As I assisted grandma into the tub in a sitting position, I swallowed my innocence and washed her with a soapy face cloth; I think I lingered lustfully on her breasts because her nipples grew taunt with occasional short gasps of breath, then I hesitated, how do I begin to wash her between the legs?

“Grandma, I need to wash your … well … (I pointed between her legs) …” I shyly said.

She lifted or a better description would be she slid down into the tub some and arched her pelvis “Is this better … now take your time, wash between the folds …” she said as she winked.

Scared and bewildered I looked at her attractive pussy, it had many folds so while holding each (I guess their called lips) I tentatively began to gentle wash in simple strokes. I stopped immediately as Grandma took a sudden intake of air accompanied by a suppressed “Ohh” that progressed to “Umm’s” when I came out of my “responsibility” role and looked at her as a woman who lost her husband at least 7-years or more. Looking at grandma’s face with her eyes closed she had a content smile occasionally softly biting her lower lip as I washed and played along her lips; I searched and found her partially hooded bud brushing the face cloth ever so gently across it, amazed to see that it grew to nearly 1 ½ inches accompanied by far more frequent “Ahhs”. My lingering slowly ceased as I washed her inner thighs to the soles of her feet.

Grandma was smiling at me as she, “that was nice … “

I had some difficulty helping her up safely to stand on the bath mat to towel her down, again slightly lingering in all the right places before I assisted her to sit on the bed. Grandma directed me to the bottom drawer of her dresser for a lovely mid-thigh nightgown that I managed to put on properly the first time. Once I got her laid back on her pillow I asked if she would like to talk to mom for a few minutes, which she did.

“Hi Mom, no everything is ok, someone would like to talk to you.” I handed over the phone and slipped out to go to the bathroom. When I came back several minutes later grandma gave me back the phone and I reassured mom all was ok.”

“I know you had to do some things you were not expecting Patrick, from the bottom of my heart I appreciate your efforts and embarrassments your doing on my behalf I won’t ever forget it.”

Grandma was smiling as I told her mom had sent her something special; I slipped out of the room to return with the red rose. I held it to her nose to inhale its fragrance and grandma began to cry. I sat beside her asking her, “Why the tears?”

Grandma whispered through her tears, “It would have been our 45^th wedding anniversary on tomorrow and your grandfather always gave me a single red rose in the evening to tease me all night with it…”

I hugged her to me for endless moments and found myself kissing her hair as I whispered meaningless words of endearments as the compassion flowed from me. I asked very quietly for the rose which she handed to me and not knowing if I was doing it right started to lightly touch her cheeks, ears and over her lips at times slipping the rose across her eyebrows and down along her nose lingering for her to inhale the scent. It pleased grandma greatly her eyes closed a marvellous smile lit her face in afterglow.

I quietly got up and turned off the overhead light leaving just the table light to cast a soft glow.

I again sat beside grandma once again running the rose against her skin with ghostly whispery lightness. I smiled as I traced along one side of her neck to cascade in very light rolling motion to the valley of her breasts, there to trace her breast with a thorn edge across the material only to end up circling her nipple drawing it across to slip down the other side just to repeat the process on the other breast, back and forth I floated in whispery touch till grandma was panting with excitement. Now the thorn point slithered down her silken nightgown tracing patterns that ended at her belly button then widen out again slowly converging at her pubic region.

I then peeled the covers gently away from her supine body, beginning the process from her feet up, not one square inch (other than her back) was missed as I slowly alternated from thorn to ghostly feathery pedals touching her skin; My efforts were rewarded as grandma breathing became ragged, her legs opened revealing her exposed womanhood as her hand slide her gown higher.

The rose never stopped its taunting pleasure, slipping inside her thighs slowly working its way to her triangle. Her legs opened wide in a magnificent spread with her good leg bent at the knee, her foot firmly planted on the bed, hips thrusting to meet her tormentor. Her treasure was open to my devilment. Teasingly just as I reached and lightly brushed the rose up her slit she had her first orgasm that pleased and shocked me at the same time, I never dreamt that a woman of her age could have sexual feelings –

to me, I though life ended at fifty. Her pleasure now meant more to me than anything as I repeated the entire performance from head to foot again targeting her triangle.

On the third time, I worked her now seeping pussy, her juices glistening and wetting the bed below her thrusting hips as she softly begged for pleasure. With her wondrous spread I could easily assess her now swollen pussy lips, tracing each edge again with thorn and pedals – always centring on her clit well out of its hood. The soft pedals caressed one side of her clit to roll over and have the torn offer a different feeling along the other side then reverse the feelings. Her creamy nectar flowed from her now pulsating vagina opening, Her moans, ahhh’s and ohh’s followed quickly with suppressed but audible “Cumming” as her whole body shook.

After her 4^th or 5^th orgasm, I substituted my hot breath and tongue along her inner thighs again working towards her clit, she screamed softly with intense pleasure as I licked and suckled her pussy lips, tasting for my first time a woman’s sacred nectar. Its honey taste beckoned to me and I feasted at her offered table lay before me. Tonguing her clit and sucking it into my mouth brought forth several more body raking orgasms till I became aware of her pleading voice, “I can’t take anymore, please enter me … ohhhh please now …”

I had not even thought of “fucking” grandma but to say my swollen penis needed relief was beyond words having had several raging erections since I had got home from school seeing mom, stripping grandma and bathing not to mention the torture I had been inflicting on grandma; glancing at her bedside clock showed minutes after midnight, I hungered to slip into mom’s birth place. Slowly as not to wreck her mood I edged my clothes off while I continued suckling her triangle alternating between cold and hot breaths; I straddled grandmas open legs taking my place before her offered opening of desire.

My swollen cock touched her slick creamy opening; I stretched her opening to allow my size to enter without hurting her. To my utter amazement several inches slipped in to be welcomed by a sizzling gush of her nectar as she exploded on my entry. Thrusting down with virgin ineptness I shoved in several more inches and held – enjoying the incredible heat of her marvellous tunnel, her one hand gripped my butt cheeks pushing me in as she thrust up thereby allowing me to sink to my total length. We lay coupled like that for a while as my cock did little flips inside her creamy depths, I peeked down between us seeing my cock buried in my grandmother and encouraged by her thrusts into me, began thrusting to meet her, before long I was fucking grandma with abandon … long slow thrusts, rapid jerking thrusts, full length insertions as my experience grew. Grandma withered and shook beneath me as she had orgasm after orgasm. I was in heaven more to the point I was where mom had come from and I long dreamt of having sex with mom.

My need to release was building as my inexperience showed; driven by grandma’s multiple orgasms, thoughts of this beautiful lady beneath me and visions of my mother pushed me over the top, I let lose with a flurry of savage thrusts that erupted my backlogged sperm with blasts into Grandma that coated her vaginal walls, who in return released her fiery gusher coating my cock as the last “Ahhhhhh” was escaping my lips. I collapsed slightly onto her and partly resting on the bed still locked in her sloppy pussy.

Many hours later, I awoke to a rhythmic pulsating on my still buried cock, grandma’s pussy muscles were tightening and loosening as my youthful horniness produced another raging woollen cock. I slowly brought myself above grandma thrusting into her with gentleness. Her bad arm slowly and awkwardly slide up my side to eventually rest on my shoulder as she brought her other good arm up to hug me. “Thank you my angel … your so gentle, loving and compassionate, your grandfather would have been proud…”, as I continued looking into her eyes I fucked her with all the compassion that was in me; she drew me down so I was resting on her breasts allowing me the freedom of my hands which cupped, squeezed and teased her nipples as I continued this slow and I might say very deep fuck into her recesses of her pussy. My reward was again multiple shuddering orgasms beneath my quivering teenage body. Being very considerate I took my weight off her from time to time just to be drawn down onto her by her weaker arm. I know we made love for over 40 minutes as my need grew and grew, only wanting to please this incredible lady beneath me. Her left leg began awkward movements to rest on the back of my leg. I looked at her smiling radiant perspiring face speaking softly down to her right ear, “Grandma, I can’t hold it any longer …”

“Let go … you can have more later …” she whispered as she hugged me tighter.

My trusts quickened driving deeply into her sloping wet hot cunt. Within a few simple strokes my release of sperm splashed in waves against the depths of her maternal pussy, the need to keep thrusting over-powered my caution as her sizzling hot cunt splashed with her own creamy release that again caused me to cum again in my own grandmother. We parted breathing heavily as her much filled pussy flowed freely with our pent-up cum.

Later I helped grandma to the bathroom, she and her gown were covered in sticky gooey cum; I resorted to a juvenile whim as she sat on the toilet – I reached between her legs to finger her well-used cunt still dripping from my efforts.

Bath, breakfast and fresh gown soon found grandma dozing in her chair in the living room. The smile pasted on her face told me she was happy and content. I fell asleep on the couch. Much later I awoke with an incredible case of “blue-balls” that I had several times before from heavy masturbation. I looked finding grandma still sleeping in her chair and devilment overcame common sense. I crept over to grandma, undid her house coat spread her legs ever so gently while slipping her down further into the chair; there to my pleasure lay mom’s birth place and I began to lick her still creamy slit.

I feasted for some time listening to grandma’s moaning and only then became aware that both her hands were holding me in place before her nectar fountain. Her encouragement released my pent up “mother fetish” and I ate her with abandonment reward by again multiple orgasms that shook her tired body. When we were done grandma using her weak arm caressed my face saying in an exhausted voice, “You sure can please a woman Patrick!” I was ecstatic, she remembered my name.

With that buzzing in my mind and a wet face I picked up the ringing phone. “Mrs. C’s residence”

I answered. “Mom … How are you? … We’re all fine!” I answered guiltily to her inquiry. “You’ll be here about 7 … what tonight … ok, can’t wait to see you, I’ll have dinner ready for you … bye.”

Grandma was looking at me with a slightly saddened face, “Not much time left Patrick (as her clock struck out 1 PM) …” I knew instinctively what she meant.

“We have the rest of our lives grandma, you rest and I’ll straighten things up.” I said compassionately leaning to kiss her cheek. Her weaker arm came up to squeeze my hand resting on her breast.

Only minutes after 3 PM, I was carrying grandma in my arms to her bedroom, she was kissing me on the cheek; after sitting her on the bed I undressed her with tenderness, kissing each part of her body then together we snuggled into bed. My loving administration of oral foreplay lasted forever as I again drank from her yielding fountain of pussy cream. Her pleasured thrashing calmed only briefly as I mounted her again; easily slipping into her welcoming burning cunt. We made love twice, each time rewarded with passion untold as she fucked into me as if it was her last time. My splashing cum hitting the extreme depths of her womanhood as I had drawn her legs in my arms bending her open. She kissed me passionately, tongue slithering in my mouth as I gave her a quick shower and dressed her in a lovely dress and following her instructions actually applied lipstick.

While I rushed feverishly about preparing dinner with frequent stops beside grandma to grope her excited breasts and soaked pussy all was ready for mom. At 6:35 PM, the doorbell range and as I went to open the door grandma smiled with a knowing wink.

“Mom … I hugged her passionately to me … I’m so happy to see you …” and meant every word as she stood before me in a short tailored grey suit, nylons and showed off all her best parts.

Mom hugged and visited her mother, complimenting her on her radiance. “I owe it all to Patrick, he feed me good and spoiled me rotten.” She gave me another smile and wink. With dinner all done,  I did the dishes and they talked leaving me to contently doze in the corner of the couch as I followed the conversation from time to time.

I awoke with a start! Mom’s voice was calling to me but I was at Grandma’s … I struggled awake as my mother sat down beside me as I threw my legs to the floor. She leaned in hugging me and showering me with kisses on the cheek, “I’m so proud of you Patrick, so responsible and mom can’t praise you enough (she started to weep happily) … she showed me she can move her arm some, saying you exercised her (sniffling) …” My head swivelled as my eyes searched wildly for grandma in her chair. “Its ok my boy, I’ve tucked her into bed some time ago.” We sat there quietly with mom still hugging me before she quietly said, “I cannot leave mom her by herself … would you object if she moved in with us?” she questioned.

“That’s good, cause it was mom’s idea; she is really taken with you … ” she said excitedly, “And now young man, we better tuck you into bed you had several long days…” she stood tugging me upright. We walked down the hallway, mom’s arm around my waist till we came to the spare bedroom, she slid her hand down taking mine leading me in and softly closing the door she whispered, “Grandma says I should be very proud of you … she also says you have some pretty unique talents for such a young man and I do owe you big time for taking care of mom …”, with that she clicked off the room light.

She stood up and faced me with a big smile on her face. "Was I good Uncle James?" she asked. "Honey, sweety, baby, you were fantastic. You are the best girl I have ever had." I told her with a big smile. And I wasn’t lying. I was finally realizing that the evening and night were going to be one long sex fest. "Well" I asked her, "what do you want to do now?". "mm, I’m kinda hungry" she said, "do you have anything to eat?" "I bet I do baby," I replied "let me go look in the kitchen."

I came back from the kitchen, naked as a jay bird, cock swinging, with sandwiches, chips and drinks. Milk for her and a beer for me. I was feeling almost giddy by now. This was real. I was standing there, my cock hanging in the face of a little sex freak feeding her sandwiches and chips. She leaned out and pecked a little kiss on my cock. "Thats for you" she said, speaking to my cock. I laughed and told her "he like you too Dani, you’re his new best friend forever"

She laughed at that and we sat together on the couch eating and watching the end of the race. We talked about sex of course, she didn’t know much about racing. She told me all about her and her daddy and uncle, info I filed away in the back of my mind. Under most circumstances it would have been way too much information but I was so intrigued I didn’t try to stop her. She just rattled on and on. And the more she told me the more turned on I got.

I got up and took our plates back into the kitchen. When I came back Dani was on her hands and knees again, this time in front of the tv, her ass and pussy pointing straight at me. That little hairless pussy and that little brown pucker of an ass hole. What a sight.

"Whatcha doing" I asked her. "Oh, looking for some porn, you said you had some, I want to watch." she replied. "Well," I told her, "I keep that in the bedroom, you want to come watch some in the bedroom?" "Heck yes" she said and jumped up, running to grab my hand and lead me to my bedroom.

We sat up on the bed leaning back against the headboard, my one arm wrapped around her shoulder as we looked through my DVDs. "You know" she started giggling "you’re really big down there. A lot bigger than daddy or Uncle Carl. You’re like those guys in the movies." :"Well thank you very much miss Dani." I replied as a thought began to form in my now lecherous deviant mind.

We selected a movie "School Girl Nymphs" and started watching. Soon enough I was hard again and told Dani that I wanted to play with her pussy. And boy did I want to. She simply said "Okay" and without any instructions from me laid on her back, her head toward the foot of the bed, tucked a pillow up under her slender hips to elevate her pussy and then she spread her legs.

I knelt between her legs my cock rubbing on the sheets and already oozing precum and began to explore her pussy. I knew from what she had told me during sandwiches that she was far from being a virgin but still, wow, what a sight that pussy was. I played with it with my fingers first, stroking the outer lips, rubbing on her clit and teasing her hole. I slipped a finger easily in and began finger fucking. She lay there her eyes closed as she slowly moved her hips up and down and around in circles as I stroked my finger in and out. I increased the pace as my own arousal grew and she responded in kind. Her breathing got faster and more shallow. Her hips gyrated faster and faster as I took one of her hands and guided it to her clit. She took the hint and began to rub her clit as I added another finger to fill her pussy even more. This lasted maybe a minute, my two fingers pistoning in and out and her vigorously rubbing her clit before she exploded in climax.

It was amazing to watch. This little child/woman cumming like an animal, her eyes squeezed tight shut, her hips bucking and jerking on my fingers, She began to grunt and was muttering "Fuck me fuck me fuck me oh yahh fuck me daddy." I was so turned on that as her orgasm subsided and her pussy began to finally relax its grip on my fingers I slipped them out, grabbed my cock started jacking like a mad man and within seconds was spewing a wad of cum all over her belly and chest.

 

She opened her eyes to see me, cock in hand stroking stream after stream of cum out of my cock and all over her. She just looked at me briefly before laying her head back and closing her eyes again, both of her hands moving across her belly and smearing my cum up all over her nipples and rubbing them round and round. I finished coming and lay down on top of her, supporting myself on one arm, rubbing my softening cock on her pussy with my hand and kissing her on the forehead, cheeks and lips.

"Mmm baby, you are just too wonderful" I told her. She murmured something I couldn’t understand then began kissing me, We kissed for a long time, tongue thrashing kisses from hell, both of our bodies still on fire with passion. The smell of sex filled the room. My senses were in overload. One sensation I couldn’t drown out was the need to piss. Dammit I thought, why now? I reluctantly got out of bed to go to the bathroom with Dani following me.

 "And I suppose madam you know all the answers about how to; don't answer that you little vixen" This obviously had been passed on somehow between the sisters,hence the next part of the story!

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 On this evening I waited in vain for a repeat performance from my mother. Nothing! must have been a dream then? As we went to bed normally,I noticed mum closed her door totally,where as we generally both left them ajar,in my case always hoping to see more than my mother up till this point would intend. All these instances had come about since my cousin had prompted me to wank for her and many things had happened with her since, - not to be included in this story,not yet anyway, - So after another wank I am dozing off when I hear, Georgie!Georgie! I know its mum refering to me because although my dad was also george,mum never refered to him as Georgie,always George or Geo' I quietly move to her doorway and listen intently. "He got me Meg,he's having me! (Meg being my aunts name ) I'm fascinated by this talk but realising mum's not in distress,I listen on.

 I hear her mattress making bouncy noises as my pendalum hardens. I realise now my mum's working herself off and I'm part of her action. My Instinctive act is to run in and jump on her to give her the real thing but common sense prevails and I stay put till she settles and then I returned to my bedroom to try another wank. No problems the following morning,Saturday. Come the evening though it may be boring to some we're back on our sofa as usual. After yesterday and not knowing what my cousin has been at we snuggle,then when the room is completely in darkness mum repeats what I had got two days previous.

 Come Sunday evening on the settee I say "Mum its my turn tonight" She responded strangely, "What do you mean? What are you saying?" "Nothing,its my turn to snuggle to you at your end" Oh! I got you,I wondered what you were on about,bit of a tiring day,I shall probably zonk out (Sleep) in no time" "That's okay,I'll just carry you to bed!" "You and who else,you'd probably drop me tarzan" I now snuggled up and in no time she was zeding. As I lay on the inside of her,her outside leg gradually slid off the edge. I tried to hold it on but it slid anyway.

 I watched her nipples on her breasts rise and fall while being aware my hardness was against her leg. Having bathed,all she had on as far as I was aware was a nightgown,no dressing gown,hence her nipples and the deep coloured oreoles surrounding them were hard and clear to see through her gown. That was what had a lot to do with the wet sticky end on my knob. Because her leg had dropped her far knee was naked as was halfway up that thigh while just the knee on my side was uncovered.

 I couldn't resist it any longer,I casually let my hand touch her inner leg,then trying not to tickle and wake her I lifted and slid my hand up a bit farther still,then let the hand rest again. In doing this and as it was still lightish from the window,her legs were gradually becoming more exposed to my view. I move again even more slowly as I near my goal. My hand now well up on her thigh I had a fleeting thought, 'with her oreoles showing through,why no pubic shadow of her pussy hair? Stupid I bet its shaved,fuck I'd love to see her shave it! - Precum surges at my thighs, - I think I'm now almost at her pussy,raising my hand again,mum's hand clasps through her gown and holds my hand still.

 I shit myself,I've been found out.OH SHIT! Now I'm for it! Nothing like it,she just holds my hand gently where its at and makes no attempt to pull it from under her clothes,all that happens is she lets our two hands lower back onto her thigh. Hardly daring to breath and with her gown that high up I try desperately to crane my neck and look up her gown. Not without moving and disturbing her,there's no way I'm going to see her quim. I even wait awhile longer then try to move just that bit more with my hand. Her grip squeezes just that little bit telling me no.

 Very quietly mum's voice murmurs, "To light! Tooo li-tsss" In my mind I silently think,I wont be able to see it in the dark,then it dawns on me. Mum feels guilty at what she's letting happen,but if its in the dark it could be anyone,but not necessarily her son. Kidding herself,she won't be having her son. Fuck! She's going to let me. Please! Please! Please say you are mum. About 40 minutes after this I move again,its dark,but not pitch dark. Her hand shows no resistance,slightly more boldly I pull the hem of her gown gently up. Her white skin is still just visible in the fading light,pulling harder I can feel I've pulled the gown to about her pussy line,I feel her thighs tense and the gown comes up easier.

 She'd lifted her bum just enough to let me pull the gown higher up her body. I can hear her breath sounding like my own. Short excited little pants,the difference with me is my nerves are shaking as though I'm cold. Now I have her gown above her belly button,her body contours are just visible. Gently I move my hand flatly to her belly and savour its smoothness then I have it,she has knickers on,that's why I couldn't see a dark pubic shadow. I explore the mound of venus area,that's it,cushy,she has got hair there lots of it. To dark to see now,I try to work out which knickers? Its got to be the Lavender one's,the waist is biting in tightly to her belly and the legs are right into her groins like a bikini bottom.

 There's a bonus though,because of this tightness and the type of silky material,her contours are exaggerated,every curve and bump are stood out under my fingers explorations. Above the waist band I travel the warmth of her skin,passing down from there I feel the groove of her belly to mound then,shakily I venture to the puffy sides of her vulva. I can feel the warmth of her middle groove,her cunt slit and a soft little mound. The tightness of the knickers is squashing her inner lips almost flat but I can still feel them,they're being squashed by the silk. tracing further round under her,her thighs stop my hand,reversing I follow the groove back to her now prominent hood,no doubt pushed up by an erect clitoris. (I give thanks to my slutty cousin for her informative journey of her nether region a while back)

 I go to pull the knickers down, "Not yet,do up higher" of course,play with the tits. Sliding my hands up inside the gown I marvel at the soft rubbery feel as I pass over her belly skin below her rib cage,then up across her rib cage, then I'm there. I touch the underpart of the globes of her tits,as I move my ribby slim torso to a more favourable position I must have crushed a nipple, "Steady,don't squash the poor little thing" "Sorry mum" "Shhh! not mum,say Bren' if you need to talk,but saying nothing would be preferable" "I had no such qualms,mother,granny,aunty all I now wanted was the use of a mature or less mature woman's body. A fuck was what I wanted"

 I put my mouth over her nipple through the top of her gown,she in turn with both hands adjusted this neck part to pull both tits right out for me. Great! as I sucked I put a hand down to her slit and started to slide up and down it. The wet had come through her knickers so I tasted it and went back to playing again. Mum's body was now starting to react as was her breathing,she was on her way to orgasm. I so wanted her cunt naked,I tried to pull at the knickers again, "No not yet,don't be so impatient" "Impatient? fuck me! I've hoped for three years to be here,impatient my ass" I actually said nothing.

 Dare I? Dare I do that cousin thing on my own mum. Yeah fuck it! I move downwards with my body till I'm kneeling on the floor,then pushing my mum's leg further open towards the back of the sofa I get between her legs. I'll do it,pushing my head up against the insides of her thighs I poke my tongue out and make contact with her knickers. She jerks and sucks in breath,then her hand with fingers pointed covers my target,her clitoris,but undetered I flatten my tongue onto where I know her inner lips are. Spot on,I can feel them as my spittal makes her knickers more and more wet.

 All sorts of sexy sounds are crossing mum's lips, I must have touched a special nerve because her other hand with fingers spread was suddenly trying to grip my head and turning me in one direction then the other. Into a groin then the other then her slit,I could feel her other hand sliding up away from her clit with my tongue in hot pursuit. "Stop! Stop! Georgie don't get me please no don't! don't!" I put my hands in the edge of her knicker legs and try to pull. "Wait! Wait! She lifts and I felt her hands go to the waist band,I pulled again,her knickers were on there way. Hearing the snap of elastic as her fingers release the waist band to the mercy of me tugging them down her legs and off her feet.

 Then my face was really at her. I could smell,taste and feel all, my cheeks were soaked with her love juice,my nose was snorting for breath against her clit and my tongue was getting a little white ulcer (Had it before and since) as it chaffed against my bottom teeth. WOW! HELP! I'm going to die,I can't breath,her thighs are clamped so tight around my head, holding my breath now I slurp my tongue's work to completion. Fuck did she cum? Releasing my head she wriggled as I tried to stop her sliding to the floor. The gown was gone somewhere in the dark I have hold of pure flesh,all of her flesh. I mustn't cum,I'm seconds away from fucking her,HOLD ON!

 "Not here,up bed! up bed! I hear her heading upstairs completely in the darkened house. Kicking off my joggers I'm right behind her so close I can touch her ass and do! Each touch makes her ass cheeks clasp together onto my fingers in the groove. "Stop it you sod,I'll pee myself" There was just the faintest bit of light through the window,although I think mum was now so rampant I reckon she would have fucked me in our car headlights. Flopping on her belly across the bed she was trying to open the bedroom cabinet drawer. Scrawny me,grabbed her hips powerfully and as I make to roll her on her back. "No! No! Just hold on a sec' let me get it" No chance whatever it is she wanted,she rolls and before she's fully settled right way up,I'm between her legs and climbing up her torso in pursuit of her slit. GOT IT! She's so slippery,my fingers now feeling for her cunt slit were unecessary as my cock slips against a thigh then as if like quick silver slipped straight up her.

 Splash! its in her,my spunk just couldn't wait any longer as I spurt shot after sinue straining shot as high up into her cunt as my thrusting would reach and she knew it as well. "Silly little sod,why couldn't you wait for a french letter? Oh shit! its to late now,lets get on with it,I'll/we'll just have to sweat it out for the month" I'm off again as mum takes up the challenge. I bet it looked quite quaint this ten stone ribby shrimp riding a well fleshed middle aged woman. I could now feel the pussy muscles doing what they were supposed to. "I'm cumming,shoot it outside me,on my belly,anywhere" I hoist another full baby making supply into mum, "You mad little cunt, - she'd never called me that, - I hope to fuck my belly don't start rising you little bugger!"

 We lay as we were,she kissed my forehead, "You randy little fucker,what will we do with you?" "Keep me to fuck everyday" "I was speaking metaphorically silly" "I wasn't! will we? you know,fuck every day now? "I must admit it was worth waiting for, Anyway where did you learn about cuni lingus" No reponse. "Licking it!" "I know what it is mum,Brenda! but what makes you think I've done that before?" "Come on,to do it that good first time? never" "Why do you have to know?" "Because if you want to get any more of my pussy you'll need to tell me so I know where you've been" "I edged my bets,I do,so I will,lets say it was in the family" "Oh! I thought it might have been her,hot assed little bitch" We left it there, mum was after all. Only half right!

 Still laying on her belly, "What you,letting it soak,its still up me you know" Grinning "Its an okay fit don't you think?" "Roll off you're getting heavy" "Can I stay in here wit you tonight?" "May as well if you want to,after all the damage has been done now,although I bet it wont be one night now you've got me once" - The last night thing; Meg he's got me! I had and all. She rolled and put her back to me and I spooned against her with my still hard cock fitting nicely into her ass groove. Both still naked "Goodnight stud,don't that thing of yours ever go down?" "Not yet anyway" I moved down the bed slightly held myself and pointed it back in her cunt,she wiggled farther down and I felt the inner lips slipping around and spread open as she slid back on to it and we left it parked in its new home. I know a bit later I done her again while asleep because I come to as I came off like I do with a wet dream and the sexy grunting noises mum made as she jerked quicker and quicker meant she came again as well. We were soaked with love and spunk juice. In the morning,mum pulled from me and it pulled some of my pubes,because our mutual juices had dried in the beds warmth and had glued us together. Ouch! "Sorry about that I didn't know we'd stuck together,Ha!Ha! thats so funny"

 This is the life!