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Hot Afternoon

By: mutleymagpie



It’s a hot afternoon at the end of June, we have just arrived at our station and can at last get off the stiflingly hot and packed train. We are both really hot as we step off the train and into a cool breeze. The breeze cools us a little but it is almost as hot and humid outside, as it was on the train.

We start walking along the lane, which will take us to our hotel. We can feel the sweat trickling down our backs, and our palms are really sweaty as we walk along hand in hand. As we reach a huge oak tree we rest in its shade for a while. After a few moments a deafening clap of thunder sounds and you jump into my arms and I hold you tight. It starts to rain, just a little at first. We decide to stay under the tree till it passes, drips from the tree cool us and the brisk breeze from the storm is a relief form the constant heat of the day. But the rain just keeps getting heaver and heavier, and the storm grows closer and closer.

The tree is the biggest thing around and is still offering some protection form the rain. Then we see a flash of lighting and thunder sounds almost instantly, so we decide to make a run for it, by this stage the rain is almost torrential. Before we get more than a few yards from under the tree we are dripping, the coolness of the water is refreshing and we run towards our hotel. But by the time we get there we are both completely soaked through and that cool brisk breeze has almost turned into a gale and we are both shaking as the wind cuts through us. 

We get into the hotel and go straight to our room I get a couple of towels and start to rub you dry, I can make out your nipples pushing against your top, and I feel myself start to stir, I pull you closer to me and kiss you deeply and hold you so that our chests are tight against each other. I can feel the heat from your nipples burning into my chest through the wet tops. You pull away and say that using the towels is not making you warm and so go into the bathroom and turn the shower on, saying you really need a nice hot steamy shower to get you warm again.

While you have gone I start to strip off my clothes, but before I can strip completely, you call me into the bathroom. Which is now starting to fill with steam from the shower, you have striped to down to just your bra and panties. I’m still wearing a t-shirt and my boxers, both of which are soaked have gone see-through and have stuck to me, showing off my chest. I follow your eyes down over my chest and stomach to my groin, where through the tight, wet white material of my boxers you can see my cock slowly growing as it warms back up. I move forward to kiss you and take you in my arms, and you place your hands on my chest and start massaging it through the wet material, we kiss passionately for a while before you pull me in to the heat of the shower. 

We still are wearing the few clothes we have on, as they get soaked again I can see the darkness of your bush through the thin fabric of your panties and now clearly see your breasts and nipples hard and erect through your now completely see-through bra. We stand under the hot spray kissing and stroking each other before you slowly remove my top and start kissing my chest, while you are doing this I remove your bra and grab the shower gel and start washing your back, before moving round to your front covering every inch of you playing extra attention to your hard little nipples, caressing and lightly pinching them. I turn you round and wash your back again, before jumping down to your feet and ever so slowly working my way back up, when I reach your thighs I bite hold of your panties and pull them down. I soap up my hands then wash your butt and turn you round to wash your pussy, trailing a finger across your lips every so often to get you nice and clean.

By know I’m really hard, and my soaked boxers are struggling to contain me, you take the shower gel from me so you can start to wash me. But before you can get very far, I have an idea, I know that something like what is happening now is likely to have turned you on at least a little and so I decide to play something out. I push you against the cool tiles and hold your arms down while I kiss you hard. You try and push me away from you but I’m much to strong for you and you are still suffering from the cold more than me, and so I hold you easily. I move my hand so I can still hold both of yours and have a hand free to grope u.

By now your lips have stop protesting quite so much and you are really staring to kiss me back hard as you try and force my hot probing tongue out of your mouth. I play with your breasts for a while, making sure that they are nice and sensitive, I take the shower head down and wash all the remaining soap from our bodies, and then I turn it on to a more powerful jet and spray it across your body over and over. Then I concentrate the jet on your nipple of a few seconds before moving to the other on again and again until you start to moan with pleasure from the water massaging your erect nipples, you are rubbing your body up against mine, one of your thighs between my legs moving against my now rock hard dick. 

I put the shower head back up and let you go your hands start caressing my body and we kiss again this time much more gently but much more passionately, suddenly I grab you and lift you on to the soap shelf, and tease your pussy by running my hard cock up and down its length slowly letting the head inside a little before taking it back out again and doing it over and over before you beg me to enter your aching body, then I thrust all the way into you lifting you off the soap shelf as you take my full length, you rap your legs around my back and start to bite my chest, as I screw you hard. 

You start digging your nails in to my back and run them up and down, and start screaming at me ‘come on you bastard! Fuck me! Hard! Harder! Harder!! Yeah that’s it make me CUM!!!! Mmmm I like that. THAT’S IT HUN, OHHHH YEAH!!!’ as you come, you drag your nails round to my front and over my stomach, the sensation caused by that makes my loose control and I explode in you. We collapse in the caressing water, and stay there for a while gently kissing before I lead you out of the shower and dry you with my lips and by stroking every part of your body till you are dry and shaking - not from cold now but anticipation. Then you do the same to me until in hard again, you then lead me by my hard dick out of the bathroom and in to the bedroom…but that’s a different story.

Hot Afternoon in France



My wife Judy is five-two and a half, blonde, with medium sized breasts and great legs and hips. Our sex life was good and reasonably adventurous, but when necessary, I had told her of a sexual fantasy which always worked for me, which was of her having sex with a young man or two. She always insisted that her fantasies were of older experienced men, but one day last summer my fantasies were realised. But what a surprise. 

We were on holiday in our rented cottage in France and I had planned to go fishing for the day, and Judy was quite happy to stay behind and spend the day lazing around in the sun trap that was our secluded back garden. 

Just before I left, the French people staying in the cottage opposite knocked on the door and said that they had to go out urgently, and would we mind looking after their son Jean. Of course, she wouldn't mind as he was a nice lad and could speak very good English for a youngster. She said she'd look in on him and invite him to lunch. 

When I got home later I expected nothing like the news she had, although I thought it odd that she had on a different bikini from the one she'd worn that morning, and her demeanour was somehow different. I could tell that she'd already had a couple of aperitifs.

'So how did your day go?' I asked as I settled down on the patio with a cold beer.

'OK I suppose. It was hot.'

''Did Jean come to lunch?' 

'Yes, and he brought two friends with him. Three very fit young French men, all in brief swimming trunks and flip-flops with towels over their shoulders.'

'Did you have enough food to feed them?'

'Plenty.'

I looked at my wife as she seemed particularly cagey. 'Is there something else? Did they behave themselves?'

'Well not exactly.'

'Go on.'

'Well, there was a knock at the door and when I answered it there were the three boys standing there, all in swimming costumes.'

'And you were in your yellow bikini?'

'Yes.'

'Very nice for the boys,' I suggested. 'You might be a bit older than eighteen but I know lots of boys that age who would fancy you.'

'Well that's just it,' she gasped. 'They did fancy me although I didn't realise it at the time. I asked them in and sat them down at the table on the patio, and then served some bread, salad, cheese and ham. And we each had some wine. The other two boys couldn't speak much English but they spoke amongst themselves and I was sure they were discussing me, and when one of them got up to get some more wine I could see clearly that he was excited.'

'You mean he had a bigger lump in his trunks than normal?'

'Exactly. In fact they all did. I think they'd been discussing me. I noticed how they each took quick glances at me. They all had sort of secret grins.'

'Wow, go on.'

'You'll be annoyed.'

'I won't dear.'

'Well, you know how you do keep on about wanting me to have sex with other men, so here goes. I hope you can take this.'

'I'm getting excited already,' I said.

'Well, Jean asked if they could stay and sunbathe here for the afternoon and I said yes, so after lunch they got their towels and spread them on the patio, but then they all stripped off completely and sunbathed in the nude.'

'What, in front of you, just like that?'

'Well I was relaxing in my chair with my book, but I couldn't help but notice.'

'Of course not,' I agreed. What did you do?'

'What could I do? I just had to assume that it was normal, I mean maybe it's the sort of thing they do at home all the time. It did seem natural. And then when one of them brought me another glass of wine he stood next to me and his . . . thing . . . was right next to my face.'

'So you got a good look?'

'I couldn't avoid it.'

'Was he erect?'

'No, flaccid.'

'And did you enjoy it?'

'Well I've never seen a young man's penis and testicles so close before.'

'And was it nice?' I persisted, enjoying her discomfiture.

'It was rather - all smooth and pink and almost hairless. And quite large actually, and his testicles looked quite full. I started to get quite wet. He must have realised the effect it had on me. I almost dropped my wine. His foreskin almost covered his glans.'

I started to get impatient. 'So did anything happen between you and these three? Come on, tell me' I demanded.

She looked at me with big eyes, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. 'You must promise me that you won't be angry.'

'OK, I promise, I promise' I said impatiently.

'Jean suggested that I got my towel and joined them on the patio so I did. I went and fetched my towel and lay down on the patio with them. I lay on my stomach at first and unhooked my bra, and then I continued reading.'

'That was brave.'

'Well I'd had a few glasses of wine by then, and you don't like me with lines. It was so hot that one of the others, Paul I think he was called, offered to rub some suntan oil on my back, so I said yes, and that's when it started. I had my eyes closed at first as he knelt next to my shoulders to rub the oil in, but I opened my eyes and once again his penis was right in front of my face. Then the other one came over and started rubbing oil into my legs. Can you imagine two sets of hands massaging you? And then Paul's penis started getting hard. I just couldn't help myself, especially after the wine I'd drunk. I just had to look at it.'

'What . .?'

'Yes, I couldn't help it. It was nice and smooth and pink. I could see it swelling with every pulse. As it grew, his foreskin stretched over it and moved back until his glans was exposed. And I was getting a total body massage at the same time. My shoulders, my back and my legs all at the same time. They were so gentle. And then I felt someone pulling at my bikini bottoms until I knew they could see my bottom. I looked round and there was Jean kneeling on the other side with his penis sticking up into the air. I started to get up but Paul put his hand in the middle of my back and pressed down so I couldn't move and before I knew it my bottoms were pulled off and I was as naked as them. Then someone's hands were smoothing oil on my bottom cheeks. Well you can imagine how wet I was: me naked with three equally naked good looking young men. Then they gently turned me over and started applying oil all over my breasts and stomach and thighs and I could see that all three now had big smiles and strong erections. I just had to get some relief. The third boy, who I think was called Gervais, was rubbing oil on my thighs and on the upward strokes his fingers strayed to my pussy.'

'And you let them carry on?'

'Of course, it was lovely. I hadn't felt so turned on in ages, all these young men's hands stroking me. I was so relaxed that when I felt fingers stroking my intimate lips I just didn't want to stop them. And then I parted my legs slightly to see what he'd do, and he took the hint quite quickly for a young boy. His fingers found my clit and made me wetter. God I've never felt so sexy. And then Paul started stroking my clitoris while Gervais put his fingers inside me. And with Jean smoothing suntan cream into my breasts I couldn't control myself and had the most wonderful orgasm.'

By now my own penis was throbbing from the story. I needed to put it inside my wife as soon as possible, but the story was fascinating. My wife enjoying a sexual liaison with three teenage boys was beyond my imagination.

'And then what happened?'

'I was so embarrassed that I gathered up my things and went inside, but they followed me into the bedroom, each of them standing there smiling and naked with big erections sticking out in front of them. I tried to cover myself up but Paul grabbed my wrists and pulled me over to the bed and pushed me down onto my back. Then he took my hand and held it against his penis. It was so big and hard. The other two held me by the ankles and opened my legs again.'

'You mean they forced you?'

'Not really. I was embarrassed a bit, but not unwilling. Don't forget they'd just brought me to one orgasm. And then before I knew it, Jean was kneeling on the bed between my thighs. I could see his penis wobbling in the air. I reached out and held it in my other hand. It was the first time I'd held two penises at once.'

'So you were enjoying it? What was the other one doing?'

'Gervais?'

'I don't care what his name was. Of course.'

'I think he was just standing there rubbing his erection. But then suddenly Jean was covering me, and his penis was pushing up against my vagina, and he slid right in.'

'You mean . . . you let him enter you, just like that, in this bed?'

'Yes of course, I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to. Both our bodies were oily. They had all oiled their penises with sun tan cream. He started sliding in and out and I wrapped my legs around him to stop him escaping, and then he started kissing me and putting his tongue in my mouth as we were making love. It was unbelievable. And I hope you don't mind darling, but he was bigger than you. And for a young man he was remarkably good.'

'What? You don't mean it,' I gasped.

'Yes, I'm afraid so. I had a wonderful orgasm.'

'God!' I rubbed my erect penis against my wife's thigh.

'If you want to come in then that'll be four penises in one day,' she giggled.

'You mean you had sex with all three?'

'Of course. I couldn't leave the other two out, they were almost bursting. After Jean finished, Gervais did it, then as soon as he'd finished, Paul climbed on. None of them lasted very long. I think they were all virgins.'

'You must have been full of their sperm.'

'I was. I've never seen so much. But don't worry, it's all gone now. After they'd all come I sent them out and went and had a shower. Then I decided to have some fun with them.'

'How?'

'Well after my shower I went back outside and they were all sunbathing so I got the suntan lotion and started on them, but just one particular part of them. First I started on Gervais. I squirted some on his penis and started rubbing it in gently of course, and then when he became erect I rubbed some around his balls but as soon as I did that he ejaculated all over his stomach. The others laughed, but they were keen for me to do it to them, so I did.

'And you made them come?'

'Yes darling, it wasn't hard. I only had to stroke them before they were coming. And now telling you all this has turned me on again.'

I couldn't believe that my wife had done it, but there was no doubt. She could never have invented such a situation. She reached down and stroked my turgid penis, pulling at my foreskin urgently, pulling me over her. A quick feel between her legs told me that she was wet and ready and I plunged into her, but we didn't last long, and soon, as she started to come, she had the fourth measure of sperm pumped into her that day.

Afterwards as we lay back relaxing she said. 'Well that story must have turned you on too. You were as quick as the boys.'

I didn't answer. I was just realising that for the first time in our marriage, my wife had been unfaithful to me. And not with one man, but with three at once.

'And did you really enjoy it?' I asked.

'Well of course I did. I must admit that it was only afterwards that I realised that I'd been unfaithful to you, but I know you love me. You're not too angry are you darling?'

'Not really,' I answered truthfully, 'in fact it's been the best turn-on ever.'

'Are you going fishing tomorrow?' she asked.



Hot Afternoon With Mother



I honestly thought I was alone in the house. It was a warm summer day and I'd come home early from work and taken a shower straight away, and then afterwards lay naked on my bed, relaxing and idly flicking through one of my mags. And of course I got an erection which I duly toyed with, pulling my foreskin down to expose the pink glans. I was proud of my penis, a good six inches of smooth, pink meat, and I liked masturbating, especially lying clean and naked on my bed. After I was sufficiently hard I dropped the magazine, closed my eyes and let my fantasies wander. No need to hurry; I was going to enjoy it.

I had no idea where the rest of my family was. Father was probably still at work, sister at school and mother shopping. I left my room door ajar to hear if any of them came home, but I felt safe so I carried on playing with myself. Little did I know!

I was almost on the vinegar strokes when I heard the sound of a door opening across the landing. It took several seconds before it really registered, or before I could do anything about it. My door suddenly opened wide and there stood my mother in her dressing gown, looking down at me with wide eyes.

'David!' she gasped.

Too late. I had reached the point of no return. Right there in front of my shocked mother I ejaculated three or four times, my sperm shooting several centimetres into the air before it splashed onto my chest and stomach. The very experience of being watched added to the force of the orgasm.

'Mum,' I managed to gasp, trying to vainly to hide my shrinking penis with my hands. 'I didn't know you were in.'

'I'll bet you didn't,' she smiled. 'I was asleep on my bed. My, what a surprise to wake up to. You're certainly not a little boy any more. But there's no need to hide your penis from me, is there? It's obviously not the first time I've seen it although I had no idea that it had grown so much. Quite the young man aren't we. But we need to get you cleaned up.'

Mum came over to me on the bed, smiling down at me, and I wished the ground would open. I was amazed at how she was taking it - so matter of fact. She sat down on the edge, reached over for the box of tissues, and started to wipe the semen off my front. I kept my shrinking penis covered with my hands. 'Come on, mind your hands,' she said, pushing them out of the way and causing me to expose my now shrunken penis to her. She took hold of my penis, held it up, and wiped the eye and around my glans with some tissue, removing the come that remained. 

'Mum, this is embarrassing,' I said.

'Embarrassed? Oh, everybody masturbates darling, so there's nothing to feel embarrassed about. And you're not going to deny your mum a little fun are you? she said, continuing to wipe gently with the tissues. 'My, you certainly came a lot, didn't you. Is that normal, that amount?'

'I guess so.'

'Goodness,' she said, and then looking directly at my penis she continued. 'It's a bit smaller now, isn't it, and cleaner?' she giggled. As she held it upright in her left hand she allowed the fingers of her right hand to wander down over my balls and cup them gently. 'And they're so much larger than the last time I saw them, although after that last deposit they're probably empty now.'

God, she was making fun of me. I was getting quite embarrassed at this treatment. 'What . . .?'

'Your testicles, of course, silly, or do you call them your balls?' I couldn't answer her. Her middle finger stroked the sensitive skin behind my scrotum and it had the expected effect. 'Do you masturbate very often?' she asked straight out. 'Or do you call it wanking? Oh look, I do believe it's getting hard again.'

She wasn't kidding. There was nothing I could do about it. I was getting another hard on and it was my mother who was causing it. This was unbelievable. She was smiling like a cat that had found the cream.

'I can't help it when you do that to me,' I explained.

'That's the great thing with young men, they can get hard again pretty quickly.' She tickled me again and gently squeezed my balls. 'Shall we see how big we can make it?'

'But Mum . . .' I protested.

'No buts.' she said. 'Look how it's grown already.'

I looked down at my penis as it swelled, and must admit that I was quite proud of it, even with my mother holding it. Also I was losing that awful feeling of embarrassment. I was starting to enjoy this. I mean, it couldn't get more intimate than having your own mother witness the very act of ejaculation. She continued running her finger nails up and down my shaft, gently pulling my foreskin and then feeling my balls.

'You've certainly got a good erection now darling, this is fun.' She smiled down at me and moved on the bed and then suddenly bobbed her head down and planted a kiss on my glans. 

'Mum . . .' I protested. But already my thoughts were racing round my brain at what was happening and what might happen. Here I was naked and being intimately handled by my mother, and she was obviously enjoying it. She was now openly wanking me and I was loving it.

'Is that nice darling?' she asked.

I could do nothing but grunt. As she had moved on the bed her dressing gown had fallen open and I could see her cleavage as her breasts were constrained by a white lace bra. Without asking, I simply reached out and slid my fingers into her cleavage, feeling the firm curve of her breasts. She raised no objection as her hand movements gained speed. 

'Mum you're going to make me come again.'

'Come on then darling, come again, let me do it for you. I want to watch you come.' She said excitedly as she expertly pumped away. 

My fingers found one of her nipples. It was hard and erect. She herself was squirming on the bed, squeezing her thighs together as she handled me. It was all too much. Her own excitement took me over the top and my balls tightened. I gasped as I came in several high spurts, my sperm hitting me on the chin as she trembled beside me and her breathing became hoarse. As I came down from my plateau, I realised that she had orgasmed as well, although it was all so new to me as the mysteries of the female orgasm were yet to be fully experienced. I was still a virgin.

My mother relinquished her grip on my penis and lay beside me on the bed, eyes closed, her breathing getting easier as she recovered from her own climax.

'Wow Mum, that was really something,' I ventured. 'Did you come as well?'

'Mmm . . .'

She was obviously still enjoying it so I reached over for the tissues and cleaned my come off me. Cleaned up for the second time I lay back again and took the time to survey the woman beside me. What we had done had not quite hit me, and I had never really looked at my mother as a sex object although I realised that she had all the womanly attributes. But only a few seconds ago my fingers had touched an erect nipple on a firm breast. My mother's nipple and my mother's breast. Somewhere at the back of my mind the word incest kept cropping up but mentally I dismissed it. Here was my mother, an attractive woman, slim, dark haired, medium build, who had such intimate knowledge of me, that I wanted to know more about her. She could hardly object after what had just happened.

I reached over and pulled at the belt holding her dressing gown together.

'What are you doing darling?' she murmured.

'Just undoing your belt, Mum.'

As it came undone I pulled the gown open to reveal her firm body dressed in white lace bra and matching knickers. I allowed my hand to run over both her breasts and then down over her stomach until it reached her panties.

'I don't think you ought to go any further darling,' she said, her eyes opening.

'Fair's fair, Mum.'

'But I'm your mother.'

'It's different now.'

'No it's not.' I leaned over her and silenced her protests by kissing her on the lips, at the same time reaching my fingers into the top of her knickers until I felt the beginnings of her crinkly pubic hair. I was now giving my mother a deep French kiss and her mouth had opened. I felt her tongue as it darted in and out of my mouth. I found it difficult trying to co-ordinate my mouth and hand but my efforts worked. I reached further with my hand and felt the smooth lips of her vagina but then she broke violently away and pulled my hand from her knickers.

'David, it's obvious you've never done this with a girl before, have you?'

I had to admit it. 'No Mum.' I said. 'But I want to. I mean, you've felt me and now I want to feel you.'

'And you can darling if we've got time,' she said patiently. 'But first of all we have to agree that what's happened is to stay a secret. I don't think your Dad would be any too pleased if he knew about us and what we've been doing.'

'I won't say anything!' I would have agreed to anything at that moment.

'Well you have to realise that a girl needs to be treated gently at first. You can't go at it like a bull at a gate.'

'So show me how Mum,' I pleaded.

'Right darling. Ready for lesson number one. Well it's normal to start with a girl's breasts. You have to fondle them gently, stroking the nipples. For some girls there's a nervous link between the nipples and the vagina. Then you have to kiss the nipples, lick them and suck them, but always be gentle at first. Now come on. Let's see what you can do with mine.' She sat up on the bed with her back to me. 'Unhook my bra.' She commanded.

I didn't need telling again and soon her bra was off. She then turned and presented her breasts to me. I was pleased that they didn't drop very much when I'd freed them. For the first time I was looking at a pair of lovely breasts with pretty pinky brown nipples. 

'They're beautiful Mum,' I said as I reached out to stroke the taught skin of each breast. As my palms stroked across each nipple I noticed how they became erect.

'Now suckle them,' she ordered.

I bent my head towards her and took her left nipple into my mouth, letting my tongue get to know the texture of nipple skin as I licked and sucked. The nipple hardened under my attention and my Mum gave a deep sigh. This was unbelievable. I didn't know such pleasure existed, and my penis gave evidence at the same time. I was getting hard again.

'That's right,' said my mother, 'and now the other one please. Don't want it to feel left out.'

I transferred my attention to her other nipple and gave it the same treatment. She started breathing deeply and lay back on the bed so I had to change my position. I was now kneeling over her, holding her breasts in my hands and alternately licking and sucking each nipple, and my newly erect penis was waving in the air. She started breathing deeply. 'That's lovely,' she murmured. 'You're doing really well darling.'

I didn't answer because my mouth was already occupied sucking her nipple. 

'You can take my panties off now if you like,' she whispered.

I removed my mouth and moved down the bed. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly drew them down her thighs until she kicked them off.

'Is this the first vagina you've seen?' she asked

'Mm hmm,' I nodded, studying the neat crease and pubic hair which stopped abruptly above it.

'Well you must stroke it gently. The whole area is very sensitive.' Mum opened her thighs slightly until I could see the whole of her outer vaginal lips. 'Go on then, stroke it for your mother. Stroke your Mum's pussy.' Her eyes were closed.

'Have you shaved it, Mum?' I asked.

'Yes darling, your father likes my pussy to have smooth lips.'

I was surprised to hear her use the word 'pussy'. 'Do you like my pussy darling?'

I ran my fingers slowly up and down the lips. 'Yes Mum, it's lovely.'

'Tell me then.'

'I like it Mum,' I replied, embarrassment starting again.

'You like what, darling? Tell your Mum.'

'I like your pussy, Mum.'

'And what else do we call a pussy?' she continued.

'A vagina?' I ventured.

'No darling, the very rude word.'

Using language like this in front of my mother was worse than being naked in front of her. But I took the plunge. 'I love your cunt Mum,'

'That's it darling. Tell me again.'

'I love your cunt Mum.'

'She still had her eyes closed and was moving her hips slightly. 'That's lovely darling. Now, separate my cunt lips with your finger.' She opened her legs further.

I placed my finger end inside my mother's cunt, still stroking up and down and feeling the lubrication trapped inside. She reached down and took hold of my wrist, guiding my fingers. 'Now search for my clitoris. Do you know what a clitoris is?'

'Yes Mum, I think so.' I said, although up to now I had only read about them.

Eventually I located a little firm nub at the top end of her vaginal lips.

'That's it darling. Rub it gently though.'

By now I could see the love juice as it escaped from her vagina and ran down her buttocks. As I rubbed her clitoris, her breathing became deeper and her hips moved more.

'Keep doing that and you're going to make me come darling. Now put your finger inside me.'

I pushed my finger inside and felt the secret undulations of the inside of a vagina and it hit me that it was through this channel that I had entered the world some eighteen years earlier.

I continued probing with two or three fingers. Without removing my hand from her cunt, I lay beside her on the bed and took her left nipple into my mouth, sucking gently as before. 

'Stroke my clitoris again,' she commanded.

She started bucking and I pressed harder, wiggling my finger against her clitoris even faster. Her mouth opened wide and her breathing became ragged. She started panting and gasping as I continued the stimulation until eventually she came in one long violent gagging spasm which shook the bed. Her thighs closed on my hand until I could move it no more. 'No, no, no, don't move,' she gasped. And there was nothing I could do but lie there with my hand trapped between her thighs as she basked in the afterglow of what had been a terrific orgasm.

Soon her eyes opened and she regarded me with a coy smile. She gave me a peck on the lips. 'You're really very good, darling,' she said. 'Who would have thought it?'

'Thanks Mum, but could I have my hand back?' I asked.

She chuckled and opened her thighs and I removed my hand. 'But lovemaking doesn't end there, darling.'

'What Mum?'

'Well just look at you, you've got an erection again.' She reached out and grasped my hard penis. 'She brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered. 'Your cock's got hard again sweetheart.'

'There was nothing much I could do about it, Mum.'

'And I'm still feeling very randy, and we'll be on our own for ages yet,' she continued. 'Come on honey,' She put her free arm around me and pulled my body to her, kissing me on the lips with little butterfly kisses. In between the kisses she asked. 'And would my son like to make love properly to his mother?'

My hard-on hadn't diminished, and was becoming even stronger with this treatment, but her kisses denied me an answer. But without saying any more, and purely by body movements, she manoeuvred us until she was lying under me with her legs wide open and my penis pressing against the mattress. She reached between our bodies, causing me to get up on my hands and knees, and took hold once again of my penis.

'Feel my cunt darling, feel how wet it is. It wants your virgin cock inside it, come on.' She pulled on my penis and rubbed the swollen end against her vulva.

I couldn't believe it. Here I was at last about to have my first fuck, and it was with my mother. I allowed her to guide me to the entrance, separating the lips with my glans. 

'You're there darling. Now just push gently. Don't expect to go all the way in at first, you got to spread the love juice up your shaft.'

I felt my glans force the opening, and pushed slowly until it had fully entered her, luxuriating in the moist caress of those soft, unresisting lips.

'Now in-and-out and you'll go a little further each time until you're fully in. That's beautiful darling, you're now fucking me.' she whispered as I obeyed her commands.

Soon my whole penis was fully entered and my balls were slapping against her buttocks. Her breathing became deeper with each thrust.

'Oh fuck me darling,' she said into my ear. 

But even though I had just come twice, her language, the novelty and the excitement took over and I lost control. I was going to come again and there was nothing I could do about it. I stared to thrust even faster and soon ejaculated my sperm deep into my mother's womb, my body arching over her as I tried to get even further in with each thrust. She started to come again herself and wrapped her legs around my thighs, thrusting back against me, and she gave out little strangled sounds as her breath caught in her throat and we finished together in a thrashing heap on the bed.

We lay entangled for a few minutes as we caught our breath and I could feel my penis shrinking inside her. 

'Mmm, darling,' she murmured, 'that was wonderful. You are such a quick learner. Thank you so much my darling boy. And what did you think to your first time?'

'It was wonderful Mum,' I answered. 

'Well there's a lot more to learn. You'll have to come home early from work again soon and we can continue where we left off. Would you like another lesson?

'Yes please Mum. But what about Dad?

'Don't worry, I will still keep your father satisfied, but there's no need for him to know anything about us. It can be our little secret. Now, it's time to clean up I think, and get rid of your sperm. There certainly seems to be a lot of it. And don't worry about getting me pregnant. I had my tubes tied ages ago.'

Well that statement brought some relief as the spectre of pregnancy was hovering at the back of my mind. My mother climbed off the bed and stood in front of me, showing me fully her shapely body for the first time. Her breasts were high and firm, waist narrow, and hips in the right proportion. Her thighs were plump but showed no sign of cellulite. From my position on the bed I looked directly up at her cunt. I could see my own sperm dripping from her pink shaven lips so I took a tissue and gently wiped her, letting my finger end slip inside again.

'Be careful darling or you'll get me going again,' she smiled down at me. Bending over she gave me a full kiss on the lips, and I reached out to feel her breasts as they hung down.

'Tomorrow again then Mum,' I suggested. 'Same time, same place?'

'OK honey,' she said, and she turned and left the room, carrying her clothes.

I relaxed again, trying to replay in my mind the recent events. I couldn't wait for tomorrow, but life had to return to normal, at least for the time being, as I heard my father's car turn into the drive. It was time for another shower.