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Another Mom and Son Story

By: BardontheHill



Yes, this is another Mom (Mum) and Son story. If you want a quick story and climax do not read this story. It starts with a small stakes poker game that escalates into much more. If you are under 18 or easily offended do not read any further.

I am 19, my Mom is 41 and Dad is 42. My parents have been married 20 for years. I checked the timing; I was conceived a few months after they were married.

My sister is a year younger than me. I am working, living at home, trying to save money and taking advantage of my Mom's home cooking. She still buys me a few items of clothing when she is shopping.

My father has started travelling more frequently with his work; some weeks he is away Monday through Friday apparently teaching Eastern Europeans how to install filter systems. My sister just started University she is home only during scheduled school holidays.

Mom and I are not really close, none of us are. We are not a huggy-kissy family. Dad stays mostly aloof, providing, housing and feeding us all. Once a year we used to take a family vacation. I think the novelty wore off for my Dad. He cannot just buy my sister and me an ice cream cone to make us happy. This summer all of us were talking about going to Spain on holiday. The topless beaches, numerous bars and some historic sights now seem like a great idea, when we were planning the trip we argued about when to leave, where to stay, how much to spend. I think my Dad just gave up trying to organize the trip.

Every week I get an allowance from Dad even though I am 19 years old, working and living at home for free. I suspect the allowance is to make up for me choosing not to go to university while my sister started college this year and my Dad pays.

My Mom never seems to have any money. I have stopped asking her for loans even very small amounts because she always says no. With my crappy car breaking down and a credit card to pay off I rarely have any cash to spare.

Mom and I were together in the house, just the two of us all this week. Normally we interacted little. I am usually out with my friends playing soccer, drinking at the pub, anything but sitting at home. I do not think Mom cares; she is busy shopping or meeting a neighbor. She recently started playing tennis with some friends, twice a week at the local tennis courts.

My Mom is slim, pale except in the summer when she has tan lines, great figure 36D breasts all natural so they hang down a little, long legs, 5ft 8in tall and pretty, not beautiful, dark brown shoulder length hair.

My car had broken down again this time I needed a starter motor. My usual free ride friends were not available. I have been staying home in the evenings.

My Mom dressed boring. That's the best description. Blouse buttoned one button short of the neck, skirt down below the knee; since she had started playing tennis she sometimes wore tennis socks with white tennis shoes. I could tell she wore a bra every day, I am sure she wore panties.

I can honestly say it had never occurred to me to have sex with my Mom. From reading other erotic stories I realize I must be a stupid teenager because when I am not dating I masturbate every night to every possible woman I know, meet or see on TV, I have never had my Mom in any scene.

Sitting at home watching TV Thursday night, one of the early James Bond movies that now sound and look so sexist, Mom stopped walking as she passed behind the sofa.

"Hi honey what are you watching?"

"The girl with the biggest breasts" I laughed making sure she knew I was joking.

"Sorry honey you are watching the wrong Bond movie, Honor Blackman does not have the equipment and she is not very cute."

Her wit surprised me, Mom rarely made jokes; actually she did not laugh that often. I gathered my legs under my body on the sofa unusually she joined me.

Mom usually watched British prime time TV in 30 or 60 minute episodes.

We watched the film side by side, said little groaned at the acting and some of the scenes. Immediately after the Bond movie was a much newer film, Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels made in 1998.

"This is a great movie" I exclaimed.

"What time is it honey?"

"About 9.30"

"OK let's try it"

My Mom is no movie watcher, I figured she was really bored to have sat down in the first place, I surmised she was too tired to get up and wash dishes. Her bed time is usually 10.30pm.

Early on in the story is a scene where our hero loses a lot of money belonging to him and his friends to a crooked crime porn boss playing poker. The poker game scene isn't long however my Mom spoke,

"We used to play poker with the Jones's and Browns" she said referring to friends my parents had seen a lot of before we moved across town.

"I thought you all played Bridge."

"When there were 2 or 4 couples we played bridge when there were only 3 we played poker"

"Did you win?"

"Sometimes," she smiled

"How much did you guys play for, did Dad lose the mortgage?"

"No silly" she laughed. "We all put in 20 pounds and played with chips, dividing the chips back into cash by who won or lost."

"No cash huh, just pretend chips" I exaggerated, deliberately teasing her or at least trying to get a rise out of her.

"Playing for cash is dangerous, friends and family can get hurt", she said dramatically.

She was very serious.

"So I hear," I responded.

The movie went on however when the scenes featured the weed and the violence at the dope growers place she said she was going to bed. I yawned and said me to.

Our house has the bedrooms upstairs my parents bedroom is at the front of the house.

I had undressed down to my boxers and tee shirt when Mom appeared at my bedroom door.

"Goodnight honey"

"'Night Mom" since we were getting on so well I thought I would try my luck,

"Mom can you lend me any cash 'till Monday" I was planning on going out Friday but had very little money. I needed a few beers after 4 days at home.

"No honey, all I have is ten pounds for food tomorrow."

"Mom I have ten pounds, want to play poker, winner takes all?" my best challenging, teasing, I don't really expect you to play, voice.

"Okay honey". I gasped out loud.

"We'll play in my room," she said.

It actually never occurred to me to put on any more clothes, she was still dressed and I was getting ready for bed. Couple of hands of poker I would be up 10 pounds and in my bed.

I had grabbed a deck of cards from my room on the way out, when I entered my parents room Mom was positioned on the far right side of the bed, sitting just below the pillow, I stood at the front left part of the bed as I looked at it, diagonally opposite from my Mom.

"Sit down honey, where's your money?" she rhymed.

Unlike the US that seems unable to keep one dollar coins in general use the UK has one pound coins everywhere. My entire ten pounds was in coins. Mom had 5 coins and a five pound note.

"What game did you play Mom?"

"We'll play 5 card draw, one pound ante." Suddenly Mom was wide awake with a twinkle in her eye. I was sitting on her bed in my underwear playing poker for the household food money. Although it seemed very unlikely ten pounds was all the money she had or at least had access to it occurred to me I had no idea how my Mom and Dad split up the cash, budgeted or controlled their money.

I did know she either never had any cash or pretended she never had any cash. I also knew it was Thursday night, my Dad was due back Friday, if this was Mom's only cash it might get interesting if I won. Dad would expect dinner Friday and milk & cornflakes Saturday morning. We were out of milk and cornflakes.

I quickly shuffled the cards using a lazy side shuffle where you hold the pack of cards by the ends, allow some to drop and shuffle others into your other hand. I lazy shuffled four or five times, safe in the knowledge the pack was not new, the cards already mixed. Mom did not appear to watch me.

I dealt 5 cards each, alternating between Mom and me. I put the balance of the deck down on the bed close to me and picked up my cards. Mom leaned in picked up her cards and sat back leaning on the headboard right leg stretched straight down the right side of the bed parallel to the edge, her other leg off the bed, foot on the bedroom floor, like she was ready to make a quick getaway. I was sitting diagonally opposite Mom, my legs under my body looking at my terrible hand.

"Ante up," she ordered throwing in one of her coins.

I did so and reviewed my hand. Three of clubs, 6 of diamonds, 7 of spades, jack of hearts and queen of clubs.

"I bet one pound" she said.

"You are fast Mom, let me check my cards"

I had to call there was not enough cash available to start folding hands, I called throwing in one coin, Mom asked for 2 cards, I kept the Jack, Queen and got three more cards. My sadness over getting the 9 of clubs, 2 of diamonds and 6 of spades especially after giving up a 6 was complete.

"Raise a pound," she said. Damn I muttered this is happening fast and not in a good way.

"I call." I threw in another pound.

"Pair of Kings" she slapped down.

"Nothing" I responded.

"Good" she chimed,

"You deal".

"Slow down Mom, let's enjoy the game"

"No, we are here to play poker and win money, deal" this was an all action decisive Mom I rarely saw. I was not enjoying it so far. Five more cards face down.

"Let's raise the ante to two pounds" she announced. I had no response except to throw in 2 pound coins noting I was already down to 5 pounds in front of me.

"Raise two pounds" she said, I had not even looked at my cards. I will not bore the reader with every card but I changed three again and ended with a pair of queens. Problem was Mom was playing like she had a train to catch, I had not specified who bet first on each hand and she was leading each deal and running the show. Not that I had much to lead with.

"Raise two pounds," Mom stated throwing in the coins.

"That's nearly all my cash" I whined

"Then you better be careful," she responded. Wow this was not a friendly game, this was for real and my Mom was playing me like a pro.

"I'll sell you my T shirt."

"But honey I bought it for you last month on sale." (I was truly not sure if the point was Mom already owned the shirt because she bought it with household money or it had little value because it was on sale)

"Mom, I thought we could play a few hands of poker have a laugh and then sleep. I will not even last 2 hands at this rate." She sighed & looked at me, I think she was having a little fun but no way was she going to let me know that.

"Okay, if you sell me your T shirt, I name the price and you cannot change it into cash."

I was not even sure what that meant but I was confused for only seconds.

"What that means is I will value the shirt at 2 pounds, it is always worth 2 pounds. If you have cash in hand you have to bet the shirt. If you win a hand or two and get cash in hand the shirt bets first, always".

"What if I want to put it on because I am cold" I tried, not really sure what I was arguing about.

"No, clothes are always bet first." I had a hunch my Mom had seen a movie or played poker with clothes before. Or she was protecting her cash winnings. If I won I got the shirt first not cash.

"Okay Mom, I pulled the tee shirt off, threw it on the bed

I called, I lost. For anyone following, two pairs beats one pair. Mom grabbed the pot including my 2 pound tee shirt.

"Thanks Honey this is fun, now how much do you have left?" asked my Mom.

"Three pounds and a pair of cute boxer shorts, slightly used" I truly had no intention of selling my boxers to my fully clothed mother because there was no way she would put herself in the position of me being naked in front of her.

"Okay I'll give you 3 pounds for them," she laughed. I was not sure what the aliens had done with my real Mom but this one looked and sounded the same but appeared to be more fun.

"Only three, they look great," I stood up & gave a 360 degree twist on one foot and sat back down on my corner of the bed. I could see Mom looking intently at my shorts, imagining winning them. I was rapidly realizing there was a very competitive side to Mom. She really wanted to win; nothing says I kicked your ass at poker like wearing the loser's favorite underwear.

"Okay 4 that's all." I was not really sure if she was humoring me and I would not be taking them off, I would find out fast.

"Ante up, two pounds" as she threw in my tee shirt.

I had three pounds cash and a warm pair of boxers left. I dealt and before I could suggest I start the betting and pass, Mom spoke

"You have not anted and I bet two pounds" she exclaimed.

"Pretend they are on the bed" I started to say.

"No, no, no, you are betting them right now, they are cash equivalents and you need four pounds."

All of you readers used to seeing stories of Moms seducing sons can just hold on. I swear Mom had no interest in me or my penis, she wanted the money, she wanted to win and she wanted to go to sleep.

I stood up turned around dropped my boxers bending forward showing Mom my ass, stood up and threw the boxers sideways onto the bed. My penis was flaccid Mom was fully clothed and kicking my ass at poker, I was being humiliated.

As I turned to sit down I noticed her skirt was twisted a little she had both legs under her body and the skirt was lying over to one side, I could see 2 calves and some under thigh on the left leg. My dick moved slightly. She was not even looking at me.

She changed one card, I changed three, leaving me holding a pair of jacks and getting a pair of threes and a king.

"Raise three pounds" she was relentless. All I could do was call with the last of my cash.

"Two pair, what do you have?"

"Two pair, jacks and threes, what about you?"

"Tens and nines" she spoke slowly. She had lost a hand. Holy crap that meant I had won. I grabbed the pot cash, tee shirt and my underwear and dragged it across the bedspread.

I had my tee shirt, boxers and eight pounds cash. I was still down but not out. Not to mention I was naked in my mother's bedroom although sitting on my legs basically covering my crotch. My penis was a little hard. Sitting naked in your Mom's bedroom is definitely a little sexy.

"Why don't you get me a glass of water," she asked straight faced. Huh, naked and still losing I am sure this was a humiliation request because I had won a hand rather than some sexual display strategy.

"There's a glass in my bathroom, be a sweetie and get me a half glass of water"

I got up turning as I stood so she saw little of my penis and balls, she did get another great view of my ass. I filled the glass took a gulp, refilled, actually over filled it and strode back into the room. Penis still pointing down but thicker than flaccid and a little lively, it kinda bounced.

I think she glanced at me but as I looked at her face she was busy looking down arranging her skirt to cover her legs.

"Thank you sweetie," she took the glass in her right hand, leaning forward to grab it and then turned across her chest to put the glass on the bedside drawer, twisting her body and generally looking uncomfortable. She placed the glass on the edge of the drawer. She did not even take a sip.

"Deal please honey." I lazy shuffled the deck a couple of times and dealt, throwing in two pound coins ante between cards. I dealt fast I felt better.

"Nice deal honey, let me get a drink of water" she started to twist her whole body to get to the glass, I started across the bed to help her, making the spring mattress move just as Mom was bringing the glass to her lips, it was full it spilled on her blouse.

"Honey what are you doing?"

"Trying to help Mom"

"Well stop it, I'm all wet" I could see a wet area on the blouse from just below her neckline to where her left breast was hidden under the blouse.

"Not exactly all wet Mom," I said defensively.

"No sweetie, but I am wet."

"Ante up" She saw the two pound coins,

"No sweetie, clothes first" I took the coins back threw in the tee shirt. Mom threw in two pounds.

"I bet 5 pounds" she started to unbutton her blouse. I watched. Sometimes my brain works faster than others.

"Hold on Mom, how much is that shirt worth?"

"Five pounds"

"I thought the opponent valued the clothes"

"Of course honey, what do you think?" I quickly realized five pounds was pretty fair. My tee shirt was two, boxers four, if I lowered the value she might change the bet, this way I got to see bra and cleavage. My penis moved a little and blood began to flow. Even though it was my Mom, I was 19 and hadn't seen naked live flesh in close to 3 months.

She had the blouse off in seconds stood up and took it into the bathroom. I heard running water; she was putting the silk blouse into the bathroom sink to soak because it had got wet. Too surprised by the whole domestic-ness of her action I forgot to demand the blouse was put on the bed. Main thing was I had skin to look at. Given my Mom's matter-of-factness and speed of undress I suspected she would have taken the blouse off to soak even if it had no value.

She walked back from the bathroom I twisted my body to watch. She had big breasts, they moved a little from side to side. The bra was not see-through although it left quite a bit of visible cleavage. My penis was pointing straight out. I changed position, now I was kneeling, facing Mom, penis pointing at Mom, I moved one hand to cover my crotch.

With my other hand I bet my boxers plus a pound coin.

Time to deal the cards, I was about to ask Mom to deal so I would not expose myself,

"Nothing I haven't seen before honey, deal please," I actually was not sure when Mom had seen my bigger post puberty penis and hairy balls but she was running the show.

I dealt the cards, I know she looked at my penis that was pointing upward. My eyes never left her cleavage. She started to lean forward from her sitting position, almost preempting the result of the cards, like she knew she had won the hand. Her breasts started to elongate as she leaned forward, her bra was holding everything in place.

I was starring at the growing cleavage, my penis was pointing at the ceiling.

"Are you going to deal me a card or not?"

"Umm yes, sorry Mom."

I took three, my hand was ace high. Mom bet seven pounds-my entire stash, I called and lost.

"I lost again,"

"Yes you did sweetie, now go to bed."

She grabbed my tee shirt and boxers and threw them onto the bra on the floor, had to be a dirty laundry pile.

"Goodnight honey."

"But we only played 4 hands," I whined again.

I had lost my ten pounds beer money, tee shirt and boxer shorts literally in the time you took to read about it.

"Do you have any more money?" she asked looking straight at me. She was holding my money in one hand and hers in the other leaning forward on clenched fists, her head crossing the middle of the bed; hair hanging down either side of her face, her cleavage was swaying as the bed moved. Her breasts looked so sexy, I am not sure the last time I had looked at her face, I was staring at breasts even partially clothed breasts, even my Mom's partially clothed breasts looked fantastic. I was hard, I needed to masturbate.

She slid on all fours to the edge of the bed, turning away from me. My boob seeking penis seemed to follow her every move.

"No Mom that was all I have until Monday when I get paid." She stood up, skirt settled below the knee and she walked towards the bathroom, her bare back looked sexy and smooth with bra strap interrupting the nakedness.

I was still kneeling on the bed so I straightened my back, my penis was pointing at her like a gun barrel.

"Go to bed honey, it's late," she said as she walked towards her bathroom I grabbed my cock and held it tightly, she moved through the open bathroom door. Still gripping my cock I slowly pumped my hand up and down squeezing hard. I could hear water running she was probably rinsing out the blouse.


Another Mom and Son Story



I slowly walked towards the bathroom. I had never peeked before but I had to see more skin, sex had not entered my mind I wanted naked skin and hopefully some erogenous zones. Near the door I crouched down my entire body close to the wall, close to the carpet, I leaned my head towards the door and peeked around the door trim, poised on all fours keeping low. I stopped moving to look at Mom.

The water sound I had heard was the shower running. Mom had dropped her skirt onto the floor and was stepping out of it. She bent down, bending at the waist her panties although designed to cover both cheeks had ridden up when she was sitting on the bed. I could see her glorious naked right butt cheek. What was left of the panties was tangled tightly into her butt crack, so tight I could see a couple of brown hairs peaking out on the right side of the crack. My cock jerked higher.

My body was still frozen I know the human eye sees movement much easier than static shapes and colors. Mom picked up the skirt did a quick fold and hung it over the shower rail, away from where the water hit. Then she did the move every man knows by heart, both hands went behind her back grabbed the bra strap and undid it in one seamless movement. She did the shoulder hunch and leaned down, the bra slipped forward; she held the cups as she hung the bra on the shower rail. I could see side boob, heavy pale side boob. Next she put thumbs under each side of her panties and pulled the panties down in one smooth practiced motion, stepping out one foot at a time dropping them on the floor by her feet. As she pulled off the panties I had gotten a great view of her butt hole, puckered, closed and small. Surrounded by pale fuzz with some lower darker hairs connecting into her pubic hair which I could see was dark not bushy and barely covered her vagina. I could make out the base of her outer lips; the sight was seared into my porno memory banks. I looked up in time to see the side of her right breast as she moved to remove the panties. I saw side nipple on one boob as they swung down, the nipple was big and dark. My penis was stretching for gold.

She stood up fast; all I could see was naked back and butt.

Then she yelled, loud and unexpected, I drew back onto my heels away from the bathroom door, my entire brain had been concentrating on Mom's naked body, "GOODNIGHT HONEY, see you in the morning." She shouted assuming I was in my bedroom. I got up fast ducked out of her bedroom, sprinted to my bedroom door and yelled back,

"GOODNIGHT MOM."

My penis felt like it would remember the sight of naked Mom without my brain to help. I jumped into bed and jerked off for an hour savoring every view of my naked Mom's body in my mind until I could hold it no more. I came more fully than I ever had. The minute I thought of Mom's body again I was hard. Eventually I went to sleep, my cock would be sore in the morning.

Friday morning I woke up fast. My rock hard cock was awake before me. I started jerking off slowly, partly because my penis was still a little sore from last night, partly because I had deliberately limited my fantasies. I had jerked off the night before on the memory of my naked Mom, ass, asshole, pussy lips, boob and nipple views, and cleavage and maximum skin. I did not jerk off.

I went downstairs after my shower, ate some toast and drank my tea, said hello to Mom.

"Morning sweetie, we stayed up too late last night."

"Does that mean I get my money back?" I asked, Mom laughed out loud which was rare.

"No honey, poker is for keeps, you lost fair and square, if you had won would you give back my money?"

"You know Mom I think I would"

"Well you're an idiot son," she said. She was not laughing.

"When you play poker you play to win and you play all out. Whatever it takes, use every skill and tactic to stay in and win." I was staring straight at her face, she looked intense I realized she was telling me something important, something she had learned through experience, I would realize in a moment she was wearing a partially see thru night gown and underwear.

"You have to play all out, if you have a great hand you find a way to stay in the game, never duck a winning hand they do not come by very often. If it does not win and you played all in you should not feel bad if you lose."

"Son I could tell you stories about poker games when all was nearly lost and through perseverance and some luck your father or I came back to win from near impossible situations."

I realized Mom and Dad had played poker for more than 20 pounds and probably won and lost big bucks a few times in their past.

She continued

"Son, in poker you can take the chances you would be crazy to take in life. You can lose all your money but its money you took into the game along with your skill, talent and luck and at the end of the game you stand up and walk away. In life if you make a wrong decision and things turn out badly you cannot stand up and walk away." This had to be the longest and most intense conversation I had ever had with my Mom. Her nipples were pointing at me through her bra and night dress. I stared at her erect nipples, she realized what I was staring at, turned and stepped away.

"Go to work son." I went to work.

Dad came home Friday afternoon; Mom had bought and cooked very good steaks for all three of us, she told him to thank me for the food, never explained why. My father seemed exhausted and did not ask.

Monday I got paid, early Tuesday Dad went out of town back to some recently re-named Eastern European country to show them how to program and set up an industrial filtering system or 2.

Tuesday night with money in my pocket but no starter motor I was watching the 9.30pm movie on TV. Many Tuesday night movies were 'B' movies with second tier actors and female nudity. Tonight was no exception, The Hot Spot; a pretty good movie featuring a naked Jennifer Connelly and feisty Virginia Madsen. The movie also featured a plot, some suspense and action. Mom appeared in the room seemingly every time there was a sexy or naked actress scene. The second time I got a witty comment the third time,

"What are you watching dear?"

"Great looking naked women Mom" I answered and then just in case she missed my pause,

"These women look fantastic Mom."

"Well they are young and beautiful, sweetie"

"Firm and beautiful more like"

"That's enough of that"

"But Mom I am a growing teenager; there is nothing better than female nudity."

"Hmmm" she muttered continuing her walk through the room to the kitchen.

My brain switched on,

"Mom how are you enjoying my boxers?" Neither of us had said a word about the poker game the previous week.

I had acquired some new playing cards going so far as to walk into town and buy 2 new decks with matching backs.

"Honey they look great and fit well" she was being funny, a good sign.

"I got paid Monday; I really want those boxers back do you want to play again?"

Silence followed. Maybe she had not heard me I was about to speak when she did,

"How much do you have?"

"One hundred and ten pounds how about you?"

"Fifty"

As my readers have guessed I am no poker expert however I do know poker is not really a game at all. Mom had added to my awareness with her competitiveness chat but even I knew the overwhelming rule of poker is; go into a game with the same stakes as your opponents or you will be in trouble.

Poker is about betting and bluffing, cash helps you win. The more you have the higher you can raise, the bigger you can bluff, the more hands you play the better chance you have.

"Okay sweetie, let's play cards"

"Where Mom?"

"How about the same place as your last pathetic attempt at winning"

"Those are my favorite boxers I am going to win them back."

"Mom, I'm wearing shirt, shorts, tee shirt and underwear, you have to wear the same number of clothes just in case."

"No way honey, I am wearing what I am wearing. This is not a strip show, this is an exchange of cash, you lose your cash to me"

The conversation was carried on loudly as I rushed upstairs to grab my two new decks of cards placing one in a side pocket.

"Mom you are not even putting up as much money as me, at least we have to carry similar clothes values to keep the game fair just in case."

"Then shouldn't you be wearing 10 shirts and twenty pairs of pants to have a chance" she nearly laughed but it came out as a sneer.

"Okay sweetie hold on." She pushed her bedroom door closed just as I walked up to it. Two minutes later it opened she was wearing a skirt down to her knees and a dark blue blouse that covered whatever was underneath.

"Let's go honey, deal"

"Mom you are wearing only 4 pieces of clothing aren't you?" I needed to be sure. I did not want her playing with fifty pounds in cash versus my 110 in cash and my low value clothes. In my mind her bra and panties if we ever got that far were worth a lot of money. Naked Mom is worth quite a bit to a horny teen.

"Of course honey"

I side shuffled, slowly and dealt.

"Ante up, five pounds sweetie"

"What about a two pound ante Mom?"

"No, we have more cash to play with, let's play sweetie" I was beginning to think Mom had a little gambling problem. It was OK to be confident but she seemed to think she was invincible. At this stage all I wanted was my underwear back, some cash for a starter motor and some partial nudity featuring my Mom.

We played a few hands I won the same number of hands as her but for bigger pots.

All hands had been played for cash so I asked,

"Mom I thought you would be playing with my boxers, where are they?

"Laundered, clean and feeling very comfortable son"

"You're wearing them?"

"Yes dear and they look fabulous."

"Well if you keep playing like this you may need them, I joked" She looked surprised and counted the cash. I had one hundred thirty, she had thirty left. I had to be careful about mentioning clothes removal but wanted to make sure it was at least "on the cards."

"Oh honey, I thought I was doing better than that, I really need this cash for food for the house." A week ago I would have caved immediately, offering to repay some or all, I was now tougher and meaner.

"Tough titties Mom, only play with what you can afford to lose." I was loudly shuffling the playing cards on the bedspread, cutting the deck and shuffling the cards like a real dealer. She lifted her head noting the shuffling and looked straight at me no sound no movement but I thought I saw a little respect in her eyes.

"You are right son, let's play."

I took a lead from her, feeling good and winning for once.

"Mom can you get me something to drink please?" she looked at the bathroom door and started to get up turning away from me as she walked towards the bathroom. I quickly placed the deck we were using in an empty side pocket of my shorts pulling out the other deck I had bought at the weekend putting the top of the deck onto itself to look like I was finishing a cut just in case my Mom was looking. She returned with a glass of water which she handed to me. I took a mouthful and went to place it on the floor next to me.

"I'll take it honey," she leaned forward, took the glass and placed it on the night stand.

"Ten pound ante," I ordered, it was time to push the envelope, she looked at me eyes flashing was that anger or respect. I dealt the cards slowly.

"OK honey, I assume my blouse is still worth five?" it was actually a different blouse than last week, like last week 'buttoned high with long sleeves that covered everything.

"Yes Mom," she slowly unbuttoned the dark blue blouse down the front. Much slower than last week, when she had water on it.

"Did you get the water out of the blouse last week?" I asked hoping the memory of naked me and Mom in a bra would ease any doubts she might have today.

"Yes thanks honey it looks fine" I was hoping for immediate cleavage, I was disappointed. Mom was wearing a silky camisole basically two thin straps holding up a square silky top that crossed her chest and back above the cleavage line, tucked into her skirt. I was sure she was wearing more than 4 pieces of clothing because I could make out the outline of her bra through the very thin silk. Unless she had on no underwear and she had already admitted to wearing my boxers she was cheating. I kept quiet something told me to wait before calling her out.

"Okay Mom, nice top, just add 5 pounds to the pot." I smiled nodding at the camisole

"Thank you sweetie," she threw in 5 one pound coins.

"How much is my skirt worth sweetie?" She took me by surprise, winning Mom was bossy and decisive, losing Mom seemed less sure of herself.

"Well Mom my boxers were only worth four pounds last week, therefore your skirt can't be worth much, how about two pounds?" I am sure her pale skin paled as I watched her face.

"Oh honey this is a one hundred pound skirt, it must be worth more"

"I am sure you got it on sale, just like my 2 pound tee shirt, how about five pounds?"

"Fair enough," she replied quickly.

"I bet five," I said fast throwing in five coins. She was sitting on the bed with her legs folded under her body; we were in the same positions as last week. My Mom with her back to the headboard, now sitting on a pillow, me diagonally opposite perched on the left front corner of the bed nearest to the bathroom.

She reached down to the clasp and zipper on the side of the skirt and undid both. She sat up straight her back against the headboard raised both legs straight in front of her parallel to the mattress and started to slide the skirt down her body jiggling her butt from side to side as she tugged on the skirt. Her breasts were moving around in the bra underneath the camisole. The skirt was sliding down but I was getting tired watching her.

"Mom shall I help?"

"Yes please dear," I leaned forward and pulled the bottom of the skirt with both hands it slid down fast, her legs looked smooth and long. I managed to run the outside of one finger down one leg as I pulled the skirt off. Her skin was smooth.

She was wearing my boxers they were not very long I could see a lot of leg and thigh. Up one leg of the boxers I saw a glimpse of color. Panties of some sort, she was cheating.

She folded the skirt and placed it on the bed in front of us. She had twenty five pounds cash and the clothes she was wearing. I had one hundred fifteen in cash. It occurred to me I could use my clothes to avoid using cash.

"I raise ten," I said ignoring the fact she had not officially called with the skirt. I unbuttoned my shirt. Mom glared at me, I realized she was thinking about the cash, the clothes she had left, the game and the position she was in. I talked fast, I wanted to see skin and win.

"Mom I assume my shirt is worth five, same as your blouse and my shorts are worth five same as your skirt. Although I think you might look better on the beach." I hoped the clothes value statement combined with the vague non-sexual compliment might distract her from her increasingly bad financial situation in the game. When I mentioned the cheating issue things could get ugly.

"Err honey, I thought you were betting with cash?"

"Fair's fair Mom" was all I had to say.

"Yes dear", she looked down at the 25 pounds in front of her, looked at me and peered through me at the wall.

What she did not know was that I knew the cards she was looking at in her hand. I had sorted the cards carefully in my room. It took longer than I expected because I had to be sure of the ones she would discard when we took new cards after the first round of bets. One thing was certain she was looking at three queens and needed cash to raise the bet to win back her losses and I am sure in her mind clean me out and win again.

Mom knew 3 queens was a winning hand. All our previous hands had been won on one or two pairs and even a high card. I had not fixed the first deck because there were not enough cards in the pack to fix that many hands, plan B had been to bring out the crooked deck either if I was losing by too much or as now, winning enough to force a big hand.

Mom was still looking through me, I looked into her eyes bringing her back to the moment and then looked up and down her body, eyeing her long smooth legs and thighs and trying to look through the camisole.

"Mom, I am surprised you had to cheat playing your son at cards," I started.

"What do you mean young man?" knowing she guessed I meant cheating at the cards themselves.

"We agreed to only wear 4 pieces of clothing." Mom looked confused, guilty and then brave.

"Honey I am only wearing" she began

"Mom I can tell you're wearing a bra under the camisole and I know you are wearing panties under my boxers," I interrupted. She looked down at her legs,

"You rushed me when we started, I did not mean to put on too much."

"Well take it off," I exclaimed forcefully. Part of me was worried she would quit and walk away, although neither of us was in any position to 'tell my father' Mom was still Mom, she could quit whenever she wanted I knew I would return the cash at the end of the day if harassed to do so although she did not know that. Attack seemed like a good strategy to go with my cheating.

"Of course if you are holding another crappy hand you could quit," I started

"But that would mean you cheated and quit." Cheap psychology I knew but I had little to lose and Mom seemed very serious about playing to win and following her own advice. Plus I knew she had 3 queens, in her eyes a winning hand.

"Sorry honey you are right, give me a moment."

She got to her feet and put her hands under her camisole. I always enjoy watching women removing a bra from under their top without removing the top. It took me longer than it should to work out how it was done; even now it was very sexy. The bra looked thin but a full cup. She threw it on the floor towards her dressing table, her breasts bounced under the very thin material. Immediately her nipples hardened under the fabric pointing towards my penis now growing in my boxers, I tried to look through the fabric to see nipple.

"Honey, what are you looking at?" she challenged

"Your nipples Mom," I replied looking her in the eye.

"Or at least where they are under the fabric, nice top Mom, you know naked is best"

"Well thank you son but you shouldn't be looking at them, now turn away" I half turned peering out the corner of my eye as she pulled down my boxers and the thong together. I got another great view of her ass. I suspected leaving on the thong was probably an accident as the boxers were there to annoy me; no way was the thong there for me to look at if the game got too intense. It did occur to me that the boxers already had a value from last week only four pounds, if Mom was smart she would keep the thong despite the naughtier view it gave me.

She kept the boxers, the thong flew across the room. Pulling them on as she walked back into my supposed line of sight based on my body position. I could see a lot of leg. My cock was pointing up and about to burst through the fly in my boxers.

"There should be a punishment for cheating," I began, pausing for her to think the worse.

She looked nervous.

"I'll bet again."

"Okay," she said quickly, feeling she had gotten off lightly.

I was sure she felt she was just playing poker with her teenage son, she was going to win my 110 pounds and if I was dumb enough to let her use her clothes to bet showing no more skin than when she wore a bikini, more fool me.

"I bet twenty pounds" I knew the math it took Mom a few seconds. I could not help myself.

"That's thirty to call Mom." Mom had twenty five in cash, a camisole and my boxers. She threw in the cash and I let her remove the boxers completely; she half crouched stayed bent over and quickly placed her legs under her body the camisole providing pretty good cover of her crotch as she sat on the bed. I felt gallant not looking at her body knowing she would hide it. She looked at me the whole time she was undressing.




Another Mom and Son Story



"These have to be worth at least twenty or thirty" she started to say looking at me intently as she threw the boxers onto the bed. She had to be wondering why I had not peeked at her crotch when she took off the boxers. She was about to find out.

"Well Mom, last week my favorite boxers were only worth four pounds when I bet with them, have they appreciated that much in a week?" She was dumbfounded, though a better word was be pissed off(two words). Things were going to get serious; Mom was sure I had set her up, knowing all along she should have kept the thong or worn something else, anything but kept the boxers. She was right. I smiled looked her in the eye.

"Twenty nine does not even call," I stated the obvious. Man she looked angry she was holding 3 queens she knew she had a winning hand and she knew she had to raise the cash to bet. There was a long pause while she stared at me, I could almost hear her brain working.

"Tell you what Mom as you went to all that trouble to hide from me when you took off my boxers how about I get to look at you naked?" She stared at me, I was afraid she would throw me out of her room ending it all instead there was a long pause.

"Okay, son," no more sweetie or honey for me.

"You gawking at my body must to be worth a lot of cash especially to a young pervert like you," she was serious, I negotiated hard.

"This is just a look, no clothes value and I am not a pervert all men love looking at naked beautiful women especially a gorgeous sexy one even if she is my Mom," I tried.

"This is just below my waist yes?" she started.

"At this time I only get to look at your very hot body below the waist," I would like to think the compliments were helping but I could not tell.

"No touching?"

"Unless otherwise agreed there is no touching." I replied.

"I get a good look at you; I get to position you so I get a good view."

"How much am I worth to look at son? It has to be hundreds" Mom was negotiating hard too.

I laughed as heartily as I could, looking into her eyes then down her camisole, her nipples were hard and pointed straight at me. My penis was poking through my boxers, no one noticed.

"Mom, to see your naked skin would usually be worth a lot however we are playing poker for cash, some of the clothes we took off were hardly worth five pounds and this is a one time look, there is no camera." I was working her. I am sure the no camera comment made the greatest impression from her expression.

I repositioned my body sliding towards her on the bed trying to surreptitiously cover some of my cash stash. After using my shirt and shorts to bet I was still sitting on ninety five pounds plus my tee shirt and boxers. My penis poked out of my boxers distracting both of us.

"Keep that thing away from me I say a look is worth fifty pounds, where shall I sit?"

"Mom you are crazy, if we had gone to Spain I probably would have seen this entire hot body on the beach." I gestured towards her chest, there was no doubt she would have been topless only she knew if she would have been nude on the beach. She moved onto all fours looking closely at me as her face moved towards mine on the bed. We had not agreed a value but she was already moving.

"Stay in that position, face the door." I commanded. She did as told, moving slightly to her right so her body was perpendicular to the bed as she faced the wall where the bathroom door was. If I got off the bed and stood facing the right side of the mattress and crouched down a little I would be looking straight at her ass hole. I started to move off the bed.

"No honey we both have to stay on the bed for the duration of the game." A little weird but I saw no reason not to agree.

"Okay, move forward a little," I ordered. Still on all fours she moved towards the wall lowering her head so she was looking down the left side of the mattress at the floor, ass closer to the middle of the bed on all fours now looking back at me over her left shoulder. Strangely she had not asked me to confirm her last offer of fifty pounds to look at her nude in fact my last comment had been to dispute the amount. It occurred to me she may have assumed I was going to just look at her body, my next position combined with her current pose would quickly erase that thought. I did not wait for the cash to be discussed and she was moving of her own volition it was up to her to stop me. I maneuvered behind her kneeling, sitting on the heels of my feet, legs bent under my body my cock was pointing up at her labia. I could smell the faint scent of pussy.

"Honey what are you doing?" she looked back at me, still in doggy position. Any woman twisting her head back, looking down her body as you stare at her backside is one sexy sight. If it's your Mom it is one weird sexy sight.

"I am looking at you Mom as agreed. I need you to pull your ass cheeks apart please so I can look at your vagina." I figured I should go for it.

"Sweetie, you were not supposed to..." I interrupted

"Mom a deal's a deal do you want to play poker or not, let's do this and get back to the game?" She lowered her head and moved her arms back towards me. She quickly realized she would have to lay her face on the bed raising her ass higher in the air to reach her butt cheeks with her hands. She looked so hot so sexy my cock was straining to touch anything naked. I started to straighten my body lifting my ass from its position sitting on my feet raising my penis with the rest of me.

"Come on Mom the sooner I look the sooner we're done." Just keep talking keep the pressure on don't give her time to think (especially the fact we had not agreed a value to any of this), my tactics seemed to be working.

"Okay pervert, it's hard to reach," she growled as I looked at my super hot Mom stretching back, her face side up on the bed, her ass high in the air, her hands struggling to get around her unbelievably smooth blemish-less ass. Then she kinda bowed her back and raised her head as her hands grabbed both ass cheeks and started to pull her cheeks apart. To be honest by the time she grabbed her ass checks I could see all there was to see. The position of her legs and back had spread her ass cheeks wide enough for a great view of pussy and ass hole.

"Take a look you pervert" she kinda spat it out, pissed off and straining to maintain position, I did not care; her brown hole was peering out from between her perfectly rounded cheeks. Light blond hairs surrounded her butt hole leading to darker brown towards her pussy. I will not claim her ass hole winked at me but I sure winked at it.

"Mom if you don't wanna do this I can hold," I knew what she thought I was going to say so I let her interrupt.

"Thank God honey she gasped," letting go of both ass cheeks and dropping the front of her body onto the bed. I placed both hands, one on each cheek and pulled them apart gently and firmly.

"What the hell are you doing young man we agreed no touching."

"Mom I was only offering to hold your cheeks apart not cancel the deal." I sounded bossy and in control with a touch of sarcasm,

"Did you really think I would give up checking out your pussy so fast?"

"Well I don't want you looking at my asshole that is not in the deal" I did not argue.

"Mom I'll use my finger to cover your little hole and check out your cheeks, thighs and back instead." I slide the back of the camisole up her back to expose beautiful flawless skin, pushing it as far as I could.

"Okay sweetie, this is supposed to be a look at naked skin not a porno." I did not know what that meant given the position she was in and what I had already seen, but even I knew the victor should give a little. Right now my Mon was losing big time. My cock had touched pubic hair during the last few seconds when she dropped her hands and I took over butt cheek duty.

I moved my right hand up, allowed the right cheek to close a little then I pulled both cheeks apart and placed my right thumb on her little brown hole. I could feel it twitch, I was holding her cheeks far apart I figured she could not hold her hole closed too long. My thumb did not move it was glued to her asshole like I was giving a thumb print to her puckered hole.

"Mom you look very sexy you smell great your back is so smooth and your legs feel great." My knees were touching her calves my cock was gently touching her pubic hair occasionally sensing skin. I suspected she would not mention my thumb because she could feel I was covering my view of her hole so presumably I was concentrating on naked skin. She was wrong I felt her ass hole slowly relax and very gently pushed my thumb a little into her ass all the while chatting about her shoulders, legs, thighs and how good she smelt. The slight odor of pussy was hanging in the air.

"Sweetie this is supposed to be a look not a night." I shifted my body to ensure my cock slid under her crotch gently touching her pussy lips they were damp along the length of my penis, I continued to shift my body as though getting ready to move away from her.

She still had her ass in the air and her face side down on the bed cover, as she looked back at me. Her face started lifting off the bed and her arms tightened to lift her torso up off the bed as she heard me move. Her ass hole relaxed. I was using my body movement to push my thumb against her ass further into her asshole. I started to twist my thumb so that instead of flat thumb she was starting to receive the tip of my thumb. I took my left hand off her left ass cheek and twisted my body. My right hand stayed on her ass as if to provide support my thumb started to move into her ass hole but she snapped the brown hole closed like an airlock on a nuclear sub. I barely got half my nail depth into her ass but that meant I had got half my nail depth into my mother's ass. It felt great.

For the record I had never had much interest in any of my girlfriend's assholes, with Mom it was naughtier and more forbidden and I wanted to investigate because it was Mom.

I grunted as I continued to slide around to her side checking for any view of her breasts in the camisole opening. I caught a glimpse of boob swaying to the rhythm of our movements.

"Uhh Mom I am stiff," I said groaning as I moved, wondering if she would notice the subtle innuendo- ha ha. I moved away from her rear, down her side. I caught a glimpse of moisture along the length of my erect cock as I moved along her body.

"Are we done son?" she asked abruptly apparently choosing to ignore the minor accidental ass penetration and very funny comment.

"But Mom I need to look at your front," yes I think I whined.

"Oh okay let's get it over with." She turned away from me momentarily putting her ass in my face. I took a breath smelling pussy and a little bit of ass. She moved to the head of the bed, rapidly turned around & sat down facing me her back on the pillow her head and shoulders against the head board, her body straight down the bed, She brought her legs together and up in front, her feet flat on the mattress. I was now kneeling in front of her basically looking at her knees. I had moved up the bed and was inches from her legs but without a view of anything good. I was worried she was shutting off viewing privileges my brain kicked in.

"How about I pay ten pounds for the camisole?" I peered to the right of her legs that were blocking my view of her chest covered by the camisole, she looked straight at me. The camisole was tight over her chest, nipples were straight out and I could see her belly button, an innie.

"If we were on the beach in Spain I would have seen your breasts by now,"

"We are not in Spain son."

"I bet they look great Mom ten pounds is a lot of money." I could see her refocus as her eyes tightened; poker game that was what this was about. Mom knew if the family had gone to Spain on vacation, not only would the family have seen her topless thousands of complete strangers would have as well.

"No way son I am already naked from the waist down you are about to see me completely nude, I am sure I'll be flashing more than a beach view." She was right.

"Alright, thirty pounds?" I countered trying to sound exasperated as if I would give up on the camisole if she did not agree. There was a minutes silence while she thought about it. I had read somewhere about picking the moment to shut up during a negotiation. Apparently this was it because her next words were,

"Okay sweetie."

She sat up crossed her hands in front and grabbed the base of the camisole to the sides and in one wondrous movement lifted the silk item off her body. Her breasts were fantastic, big and heavy large dark pink areolas and pink nipples that were pointing straight at me they rested plump and buoyant on her chest slightly longer than wide very natural.

"Mom you look fantastic," I whispered as I stared at her breasts. My cock was too hard to cum.

"Absolutely beautiful I cannot believe we did not go to Spain." She smiled at my comment; I think she was enjoying the compliments.

Then she surprised me. She lifted her legs still together towards her chest, her feet off the mattress and then spreading her legs wide apart lowered her feet to the bed exposing her entire crotch, her heels barely touched her ass cheeks as they lay on the bedspread.

I stared at her open pussy lips. She looked unbelievable. My eyes moving constantly first at her great tits and then her pussy. Through pubic hair I could see her pussy lips, wet and open. I could see inner flesh of her vagina, not a lot because of the hair but plenty for a first time, she had her knees almost touching the mattress as she lay there splayed open to view.

"Mom I'll cover your ass hole again, I know you don't want me looking at it." Quick as I could, I moved to place my right thumb against her ass hole. I had to wiggle my thumb around to place it on the hole because I could not actually see it from my angle close to her body.

My right thumb was extended out forming a backwards "L" shape with my first finger as far from my thumb as possible. Nevertheless my finger was immediately sitting along her pussy lips lined up exactly with her pussy lips. My thumb tip was covering her asshole but my finger and the fingers above it were gently sliding into the length of her vagina, she was wet and slippery. I sat there looking at her breasts avoiding her eyes. She had to say something

"Sweetie, I thought there was no touching," her voice was neutral.

"Mom I thought you did not want me looking at your asshole, I am looking at everything else and you look fantastic."

"Your finger is touching my vagina and I think it is moving." It was moving, just a little. No man could resist moving his finger sitting in his beautiful sexy mother's vagina. I looked at my mother, sitting up, her back against the head board completely naked, legs splayed out showing me everything. Her head leaning against her own bedroom wall, looking me in the eye, talking coherently and reasonably about my finger gently splitting her soaking wet labia.

It was time to go verbally all in. I needed to do some quick math in my head.

"Mom, I know this is all about the poker game, you want to win I definitely want to win, you are doing what it takes to get an edge." Some bullshit but some truth, I figured she was still listening.

"I have ninety five pounds a tee shirt and boxers, worth over one hundred pounds. You owe a pound to call you have thirty pounds for your camisole and whatever we agree for allowing me to look at your unbelievably hot body and Mom it is a fantastic body." "Problem is I would have seen this body naked in Spain on the beach, the value of your nudity is lower."

Truth was in 19 years of living in the same house I had never walked in on my Mom changing in underwear or less and for what I had just witnessed I would have paid a hundred pounds a month for a year to see prior to today.

"Son this is great talk you need to remove your finger from my vagina and let me get up. Thank you for the compliments." She started to lift her body away from the headboard placing her hands on the mattress. Immediate effect was to lift her crotch a little, allowing my finger to slip a little deeper into her pussy, I nudged the finger in further and spoke immediately.

"Here's the situation, you believe you have a good hand or I would not be looking at your very hot naked body right now. I believe I have a good hand although I am getting a little nervous maybe I should fold?" I paused, she looked back at me, she knew this was the hand she had to win big. If I folded and we dealt new cards, she was in big trouble, the pot was only about sixty five pounds cash and she was completely naked. I continued.

"You have little cash to bet with, I could raise again and you would be in trouble."

"Great talk son what is the deal?' she interrupted & sneered but I sensed she was worried that I might fold. She had gone to a lot of trouble to stay in this hand. My fingers in her very wet vagina moved a little further in, I spoke again.

"Here's an offer." Careful wording this was not a deal, it was an offer she was still in charge, naked, very naked but still making the decisions.

"I go all in ninety five pounds cash tee shirt and boxers you go all in camisole cash naked money and touching money, we change cards and show our hands winner takes everything." She was looking at my eyes that continued to switch between her great naked body parts and her eyes.

"Touching money?" she asked halfheartedly. We both knew she knew I knew she knew where this was going.

"Mom we will never be in this situation again. We may never play poker again. I will never see your fantastic, sexy, unbelievably beautiful body again. I have to do whatever I can to touch those breasts, caress those thighs calves & feet maybe touch those butt cheeks. This is it, I am going all in twice" I think the poker terms helped, after all we were playing poker for pretty big stakes, she had to be very worried I might fold.

"Son you are a pervert and you are correct, we will never be in this situation again and you will never refer to this evening to anyone ever." She was serious and even tempered, she was the adult, she had got into this situation voluntarily and was betting with stakes of her choice. She was in control; I was a teenage pervert taking advantage of the situation.

She was still lying back on the bed eyes laser beaming into mine, legs wide apart, my finger was now two fingers side by side moving very slowly in her pussy she was very wet. My fingers were moving up and down only a quarter inch or so but it felt great my thumb that had been trying to cover her ass hole was now resting on a butt cheek because of the angle created by the two fingers in her pussy.

"Okay son we are both all in you get to touch my tits maybe a little more for a while then we deal and call?" I knew it sounded better to her if she only referred to me touching her tits, I had every intention of touching more than that.

"Winner takes all," I repeated. She looked at me started to speak and stopped as I started to move.

I was still kneeling on the bed in front of her smooth naked body. I removed my fingers from her pussy. I sat up peeled & my tee shirt off, threw it behind me pushing the boxers down to my knees. My cock pointing straight at her face, shiny with pre-cum, nowhere near as wet as her pussy.

"Yes Mom, all in," I shifted weight and slid the boxers down my legs threw them on the floor.

"Sit up Mom let me look at your breasts please." She started to sit up appearing to want to leave her legs splayed apart then she gathered them under her so she was kneeling facing me. I placed my open left palm on her right breast directly over the nipple. The breast was heavy soft and felt great. I gently rotated my hand ensuring I never lost contact with the nipple. It hardened. Mom was staring over my shoulder at the wall. I lifted my right hand and placed both of my very wet with Mom's pussy juice fingers in my mouth, closed my lips around them and pulled the fingers out of my mouth before placing my hand on the other breast and gently started to knead the flesh alternately lifting some of the weight in my hand then pushing back and molding the breast all the time keeping gentle contact with the nipple. She tasted great she had seen me lick my fingers.




Another Mom and Son Story



"Mom your breasts are fantastic I cannot believe we did not go to Spain."

"And what would have happened in Spain?"

"I would have seen how great you look naked. When we got home I would have been hiding under your bed to see more. You have a fantastic body Mom, very sexy, very hot."

"Thank you sweetie, how long do you get to touch?" Way to kill a compliment. I realized I may not have too much longer although my breast work had to feel good.

"Everything I can see I want to touch." I tried.

I started massaging her breasts a little harder and moved closer. I was taller than her when we were standing, with both of us kneeling on the bed we were close to the same height. My hard cock poked into her lower stomach I released her left breast and moved my right hand to gently grab her ass.

"Honey you are poking me."

"Mom I'm trying to massage your fantastic ass," I shuffled a little closer poking a little harder. I was proud of my cock for staying horizontal. Her bare breast was touching my chest my other hand was keeping up constant contact with her nipple.

"You need to move your cock son," she spoke firmly.

"Okay Mom," I released her ass pushed my cock down below her crotch, moved forward as far as I could, my cock bounced up into her pubic hair covered pussy lips, settling in her very wet labia, the length of my cock was nestled in the length of her pussy.

Boy she was wet. Before she could speak I moved my right hand back to her ass & smoothly slid it down her ass crack to her pussy. I moved my fingers into her pussy lubing them up and then slid 2 very wet fingers up her ass crack to her asshole where I stopped and started touching her. I kept sliding 2 fingers up and down her ass crack across her closed little hole.

"Honey," that was a good sign, her face was inches from mine I got the feeling she was waiting for me to kiss her, I did not want to confuse sexual groping with kissing.

"How much longer do you need to do this? You need to move your cock" It occurred to me there was not much else she could say, given most of what I was doing she had partly agreed to.

"Mom I love touching your body, I need to touch it all over."

"Well move down." She apparently believed if I lowered my body my cock would drop away from her soaking wet pussy. My erect cock was reaching for gold. I slowed my movement, my cock head still touching her pussy. I pretended to lower my body as ordered. I put my lips around her left breast, she made her first groan of the evening.

"Mmmm, honey you need to stop..." I sucked her erect nipple into my mouth proceeded to suck and blow it in and out of my mouth maintaining a vacuum as the nipple slid easily. No more sounds from her but it had to feel good.

My right hand was sliding two wet fingers up and down her ass crack making sure every pass went gently over her little brown hole, my mouth was caressing her left nipple, my left hand was increasing contact with her right boob as my penis started to enter her soft, warm incredibly wet vagina. Suddenly my cock head was in. I hoped the multiple location attack would delay her noticing penis entry.

"Sweetie this is supposed to be only touching and quite frankly you are way beyond touching you need to back off and pull out."

"Mom I can't help myself you are so hot and sexy," she started to move away from me signaling an end to my fun.

"Sorry Mom just let me massage your legs and tummy." She stopped the exit action and looked at me with an impatient frown.

"Just lie down on the bed face up head on the pillow."

"Alright time is running out son." She lay down on her back arms by her side legs together, eyes watching me.

I started sliding my hands over her legs as I positioned myself kneeling next to her, both of us were still on the bed. I quickly slid my hands up her body to her breasts massaging them with vigor her nipples 'popping back' as my hands slid over them. I detected a very low purr from her mouth. Her eyes were closed. I concentrated on her breasts the head of my penis flopping onto her belly button as I leaned forward to work her boobs. Her eyes stayed closed.

"Mom spread your legs like before, I have an idea." She opened her eyes to give me a look of what the hell are you up to.

I slid back to allow her to lift her legs and then spread them wide. I moved between her legs and leaned forward massaging her breasts, my erect cock flopped onto her vagina as I rubbed and tweaked nipples. Before she could speak to claim penis on vagina contact was not permitted I slid my body down, my penis slid off her wet pussy and down the bed. I moved my arms outside of her thighs then grabbing the thighs as I recommenced working her beautiful breasts. My face was now hovering over her pussy. I lowered my chin onto her vagina, hands working her nipples and breasts as hard as I dared.

"Just touching Mom" I lied. She looked down her body. Legs spread wide apart, son working her tits like I was keeping her alive with my skills, pussy lips apart the wetness obvious, my chin resting on her pussy. She laid her head back on the pillow, eyes closed. I moved my head to allow my tongue to very slowly touch the top of her vagina above her clitoris.

She was so very wet, I quickly eased my tongue into her pussy, feeling her clit. I moved my tongue under the skin folds rapidly touching and rubbing. The underside of my tongue slid across her erect clit fast and with pressure, I could feel the pussy juices flowing. After a couple of minutes I moved my tongue down her vagina. My tongue was as deep in between her labia as I could force it. My hands were constantly touching and massaging both her breasts rubbing nipples between thumb and first finger. Tongue was buried in her pussy. Juices were flowing,

No matter how good it felt I was sure Mom would not let this multiple erogenous zone assault go on too long, she was doing this for poker glory. She had agreed to the rules I was bending into two but she was still in control and mostly under control. I had not detected any body shaking orgasm (I had no idea what Mom's orgasm felt or sounded like). She was obviously enjoying the contact. Juices were flowing, erogenous zones had to be very sensitive but I assumed she was still in control. My time was running out.

"Lift your ass" I commanded. She lifted her legs high and back to counter balance her weight in this position, securing my head between her thighs. My hands slid down her breasts a little but stayed in nipple contact touching and tweaking as my head slid down her pussy my nose pressed against the bottom of her pussy. I could feel the juices flowing out of her vagina running down the sides of my nose as my tongue plunged in and out o her soft wet lips. There was so much pussy juice it was trickling out of her pussy down to her asshole. I could not smell or taste ass but the thought made me hornier and braver. I had never been near a girlfriend's ass with Mom it seemed like something I had to do.

"Mmmm, stop it honey," she whispered as my tongue tickled her asshole quickly returning to her pussy. Her body denied her words her asshole relaxed and opened. My tongue shot into her little hole, pussy juice mixed with saliva as my tongue moved quickly around the exterior of her hole then darted back into her ass. Her ass opened a little more, I heard another moan. My hands were still working her large heavy breasts and erect nipples. She made a deeper guttural moan, tried to tell me to stop, the words were not spoken before she started a new faster breathing.

She had been breathing loudly since I had slid my penis down her pussy lips but this sound was new. I increased the pressure on her tits squeezing them harder rolling her nipples a little tighter my shoulders pushed on her thighs as my hands mashed her breasts, tongue buried deep.

I felt her leg muscles tense, her hands clamped over my hands on her tits squeezing hard. She inhaled fast and deep, started to sigh but the sound never came, instead a loud long deep moan erupted from her mouth that turned into a scream of pleasure and release. Juices flowed, her body jerked a couple of times her legs closed on my head. Her thighs pressed against my ears her breathing was loud and there was moaning, panting and little screams. My mother was having a great orgasm. Wow.

Long seconds passed I did not want to shorten her pleasure but I wanted to at least have my tongue out of Mom's ass when we started talking again. She seemed to be passed out she was breathing deeply and slowly, her body had relaxed, eyes closed. I moved away from her crotch & let go of her breasts. Her hands rested on her giant tits as I moved away. I eased her thighs together and straightened her legs down the bed leaving them at 30 degrees so I could keep on looking at her vagina. I was pretty sure this was going to be a one time event, I wanted all the memories I could get.

Those two thoughts are what moved my hands back towards her pussy lips as she laid eyes closed breathing deeply. I placed my right hand fingers together on her pussy aligning my middle finger along her lips. The finger immediately sliding in, my finger tip moving gently between her labia down towards her clitoris. My brain had not stopped working that's when I admitted to myself I wanted to have sex with my mother.

I had to be careful because it was very doubtful she was thinking the same thing. I moved my middle finger gently up and down in her pussy making contact with her clit or the skin above it but mostly a touch and then gone. She opened her eyes and looked at me, glared at me is more accurate.

"Son what the hell?" she started

"Mom I was touching, touching hard, touching fast but touching." She stared at me.

"I have never done that before with anyone," it was true, I think she could tell.

"I stayed away from your erogenous zone, your vagina (which we both knew was a lie) I knew you did not want me getting too close." I was pretty sure my Mom's asshole was an erogenous zone although I was certain now was not the time for her to debate me.

"Mom you have the hottest body, I love your body, this is by far the hottest thing I will ever do in my life." She was still staring at me expressionless my right hand was still gently moving in her sopping wet vagina I let my middle finger rest above her clitoris very slightly pushing down on it.

"I am not sorry maybe a little sorry, I have enjoyed every second I have been looking at, touching and caressing your fantastic body." I hated to admit anything got out of hand as that would be admitting I'd gone too far which I knew would put me in the wrong. She knew how we had got here, We were both adults, well nearly. I also knew if things slowed it would be impossible to restart the sexual contact. Playing cards and cash would distract both of us although it was her I was worried about. Someone famous said it first. Attack is the best form of defense.

"I am still touching you Mom, my time is running out, this is so sexy," I moved my left hand onto her right breast and gently massaged her nipple. It was erect immediately; my right hand was sliding out of her vagina. I could not maintain breast and pussy contact at the angle my body was. I flipped my hand so that the top was lying on her pussy lips. Her face was flushed she looked fantastic.

"Your time is running out young man let's say 5 more minutes, then we play poker, the final hand." The fact she was still talking poker after what appeared to have been a fantastic orgasm with her son continuing to touch her made my cock twitch.

"Five minutes Mom that's not fair," I did not wait for an answer I put my right hand still soaked with her pussy juices up to her mouth as though to stop her from speaking. My first finger touched her lips in the classic ssshh position, then my other two middle fingers so all three were across her mouth. I was touching her lips with my three middle fingers still wet with her juices. I started to slide them down until only the three finger tips were touching her lips. Her pussy smelled great mild and musty at first now just the smell of sex, all the excitement had produced new fluids that smelled and tasted of sex. There was no doubt she could smell her pussy on my fingers.

"Mom sshh if you cannot speak you cannot enforce my five minutes," not sure if the dumb lines were going to work but anything was worth a try. She opened her mouth sucked in the three finger tips down to the first knuckle and then blew them out effectively sucking the finger tips 'clean'.

"Five minutes, son."

I moved my body to her side. My right hand went back to her pussy. In deep, she was so wet sliding up the length of her vagina, dipped to her clitoris and started my relentless massaging of her pussy. Her clit was hard in seconds; I toyed with it gently at first, maintaining continuous contact. My left arm and hand were now much closer to her breasts allowing me to play with both, massaging twisting her nipples alternating between breasts always touching skin my hands never leaving her body. My penis had been erect since my Mom's skirt came off it was still very hard pointing straight out from my kneeling body.

I could see her looking at my cock.

"He has done very well don't you think Mom?" she looked up at me.

"No action but still ready for action. How are you doing?" I faked a TV sitcom star's favorite line, badly but with enough 'New York' for her to give a little smile. I leaned forward my cock bounced down touching nipple.

"Touching is so hot." I did it again leaving my cock on her right nipple, the gleam of pre cum all over the top of my penis. I increased my hand action in her pussy, the sound of sloshing juices audible, she moaned a little. I moved my soaking hand down to her asshole leaving my thumb in her pussy gently pushing my middle finger against her closed hole. I also twisted my upper body a little my cock dipped to her chin.

"Touching Mom, unbelievably hot touching." Her eyes were nearly closed.

I touched my penis onto her closed lips there was no change in her expression. I lifted it up and down like I was knocking at the door of her mouth.

"Mom I cannot believe how long I have been hard and not cum."

Her looking at my cock was making it harder. I dipped my thumb deeper into her vagina and pushed my other fingers against her asshole. She squeaked as my cock moved between her lips. She opened her mouth to speak. My fingers slid in and out of her vagina pumping her just like sex, my thumb never stopped massaging her clitoris. She groaned out loud my cock head dipped into her mouth she pursed her lips over it and blew out like she had my 3 fingers earlier. Her mouth closed but she was making noises moaning and breathing heavy. My left hand had stopped playing with her breasts, I leaned away from her face did I see a look of disappointment? I moved my left hand towards her vagina.

I completed the movement I had started by putting my left hand to her pussy. I heaved my left leg over her head and body, my foot touched the wall behind her back, my knee came down on the bedspread my legs now ran up either side of her upper body, we were in a 69 position.

I knew my five minutes were up, all I could hear was very heavy breathing and the sound of my fingers sloshing in her pussy. I moved my right hand under her right thigh straight back to her crotch my weight was now on my right elbow and lower arm, I removed my left hand from her pussy and used it to take my weight, my mouth zeroed in on her pussy, tongue ploughed into her vagina seeking and finding her clitoris. I flicked it a couple of times and lowered my right hand sliding a finger into her wet and open asshole. Her fluids were lubricating everything, my tongue and mouth locked onto her clit she gasped loudly. I lowered my hips and ass by sliding my legs up her body. All I could do was guess but I knew all this movement had mellowed my rock hard erection. I was sure my cock was pointing straight down towards her mouth. I lowered my body down felt my cock touch skin and redoubled my efforts on her vagina. Two well lubed fingers were now moving in and out of her ass, my lips were pushing into her pussy, I was rubbing the underside of my tongue across her clit pushing as hard as I could.

Mom was making some new noises a gasped inhale then blowing out air, then a moan with a few groans mixed in. I knew I could not stop my actions at her crotch, then I felt her tongue lick my cock head, I lowered my body a little. She was still moaning and breathing heavy. I could feel her breath on my cock hot and breezy. My fingers speeded up in her ass racing in and out, my tongue was slapping her clit and then sucking it hard into my mouth. I felt her lips close around my cock I lowered a little more into her mouth she was sucking cock, opening her mouth to breath down the sides of my penis. I was rock hard, after so long without coming I felt like I could stay hard forever.

I began to move my penis in and out of her mouth. Her mouth locked on to my cock as I moved out sucking me back. Each time she let go of my cock to breath I started to withdraw, then she would suck me back in. It felt fantastic. My Mom was sucking my cock while my mouth was buried in her vagina.

"Mmmm ughh," she groaned her mouth releasing my cock as she gasped for air. I added a third finger and slid it into her ass as far as I could leaving all 3 jammed in her butthole, although in the interests of full disclosure my Mom's ass was tight, all three fingers were only in to my first knuckle tightly grouped together. I plunged my tongue into her pussy, surrounding her clitoris with my mouth and sucking on her clit like my life depended on it. Then her entire body shook and vibrated, her thighs locked onto my face fluid gushed over me. Her mouth grabbed my cock and sucked on it dragging it deep into her mouth I swear I could feel the back of her throat touching my cock head. I felt her vagina muscles spasm her whole body jerked a couple of times as she came again.

We lay there not moving in the 69 position for at least a minute except for the tremors that continued through her body. My cock was rammed down her throat being sucked like candy, she was breathing through her nose, three fingers of my right hand jammed into her ass hole, my mouth locked onto her clit.

I had not cum for one reason I was busy trying to make sure she did, plus as sexy as it was to be upside down having your Mom sucking on your cock I wanted to see her face and eyes while she was sucking (Okay 2 reasons). Now I was worried we were done forever.

Her mouth released my cock I could hear her breathing fast and deep. Mom's eyes were closed like last time, actually only about 15 minutes ago. I figured she was out for a few more seconds. I collapsed my fingers a little and slide them out of her ass hole as I pushed my chest up and away from her crotch. I lifted my left leg over her body so I was back on her right side. Her vagina still looked unbelievably sexy her pussy lips were engorged, pubic hair wet and matted clearly displaying her labia. I slid the back of my left hand upside down through her pussy so wet and warm as I turned to face her.

Her nipples were puffed out, a little elongated I touched one with the same hand gently moving it under my finger.

"Sweetie that was not just touching." I knew sweetie was better than son.

"Mom you are incredible and sexy and hot and wet the most beautiful woman I have ever touched." I was not going to apologize.

She got up very slowly, her eyes looking straight at me, legs moved together forcing my hand away from her nipple. She was sitting up back to the wall her fantastic tits were hanging down nipples pointing at me, pussy shiny and exposed she looked unbelievably sexy.

"Mom I wanted to get maximum time checking out your beautiful body. I loved every second, I love your fantastic body didn't you enjoy any of it?"




Another Mom and Son Story



"Honey this is about a poker game, we are playing for all the money, where are the cards?"

"My palm was still moving over a nipple. I moved my right hand and placed it on her belly button bringing with it the smell of pussy.

"Honey time is up."

"Mom surely time is up when we play the final hand?"

"Let's play then." As I moved my body my hard cock moved side to side still pointing at her crotch or stomach I decided to go for gold.

"Mom my cock is sad & aching I think it's turning blue, can you help a brother out." I tried fake accent and all. I think she smiled inside.

"Honey I am not going to claim your Mother does not feel very good right now thank you for "touching" me." She was looking at my cock.

"If you really think we are going to have sex you are crazy."

"No Mom nothing like that, how about I get to keep touching you until I cum."

"Honey before tonight I would have said yes you are a teenager you should have cum by now you seem able to last longer."

"That's only because I was concentrating on touching you." Never has the word touching had it's meaning redefined so many times in such a short time, it seemed to be working.

"Honey, we have a game to finish, I cannot be helping you orgasm I am your mother."

"Mom I helped you orgasm twice." I looked straight into her eyes as I spoke. She looked sheepish for a second. A hand was now caressing one nipple.

"Be that as it may there is no way," I interrupted before she said something I would regret.

"Tell you what Mom, we have been able to keep this game honest and fair between us, nothing bad has happened, it has been a blast, we are at the climax of the hand, winner takes all." I'm a sweet talkin' guy.

"How about if I win this hand and the game I get to touch you some more I really need to cum Mom and you need to help." My left hand still played with her erect right nipple the heel of my right hand was sliding up and down her pussy lips, wet and warm.

I knew she knew she had a winning hand so it did not take much thought.

"Okay sweetie let's get on with it." She smirked because she knew she was holding a winning hand.

Her cards were sitting face down on her bedside table where she had put them, mine were perched on the corner of the bed with the deck nearby. I knew Mom had 3 queens in diamonds, hearts and spades plus a four of diamonds and eight of clubs. I had figured she would draw 2 cards so I had placed 2 nothing cards on top of the deck, ten and nine.

"Well honey this is for everything all the cash and all the clothes" she was sitting naked leaning back against the headboard her legs mostly flat on the mattress, wide apart for me to see everything a good pervert son should see. She looked unbelievably sexy made hotter because I had just made her come twice with my fingers in her ass my mouth over her pussy and hands playing with her great heavy tits. She was still soaking wet her nipples still erect. I was holding the deck one handed ready to give her 2 draw cards.

"I'll take one card please sweetie, make the most of your touching baby, time is running out." Huh, my brain registered the sweetie and baby that could almost be interpreted as a come on. I did not want to hear she was only taking one draw card. Surely I was smart enough to put my king first in the draw just in case she only took one (meaning I would have to draw her second card and only two of mine). I was going to find out. Could I be that dumb, surely not?

"Okay Mom," I dealt one card one handed, face up, the game was over so the cards got shown, just like on TV. She had drawn a ten; she flicked over the rest of her cards 3 queens and an eight.

"I'll take 3," I said throwing 3 onto the bed and gently turning over my pair of kings. I saw her smile just a little that turned to an expression of triumph. Face up I dealt my cards. I got her nine of spades and.

"Honey my nipple is a little sore can you stop rubbing it please." What a way to end it. I hoped not, my right hand slid back into her pussy juices. I continued to deal one handed king of diamonds and jack of clubs. I breathed in sharply not as sharply as Mom.

"Oh God," she said.

"Wow three kings I win." I said with every ounce of surprise and shock I could muster, some of it real. My Mom lifted her knees up to her face forcing me to remove the hand that was sliding over her vagina. She put her hands on her knees and dropped her face into her palms letting out a very non sexual groan.

"Oh no what have I done," I knew I had to move fast to prevent a total shame filled meltdown.

"Mom, you lost at poker you did exactly what you told me to do which is believe in your hand, do what it takes to stay in and in the course of that give me the best evening of my life." She lifted her head to look at me.

"You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen with the hottest body I have ever seen, that I know I will never see again." She looked at me some more her face expressionless.

"I won I get to touch you a little longer how about after we finish we play one more hand, for everything."

"Sweetie I am not taking charity you won. I am not sure about anymore touching. You have the cash the clothes and you've already had way too much contact with my body young man." She was looking animated but not angry.

"My back hurts I'm sore I need to go to bed" I looked into her eyes and raised my eyebrows a little.

"My legs and back are stiff." I think she started a tiny grin but stopped even as she was looking at my mostly erect penis.

"Stiff like my cock?" I tried making sure the crowd got the joke as I leaned back letting my partially erect penis bounce between us. She smiled.

"Mom let me give you a massage, back rub," I quickly corrected.

"I get to touch, you get to relax you have half an hour to think of a way to win back all that money," I said the last 3 words slowly and deliberately no idea if it would make any difference. She looked a little confused although she opened her legs a little I looked straight at her pussy between her legs then at her face.

"Mom I am going to keep looking at your unbelievably hot body whenever I get a chance no apology." She smiled again.

"Just like we were in Spain?" she responded.

"Yes Mom only this is better." Why don't you pee I'll get some oil from my room meet you here in 2 minutes. I jumped up before she could respond. Aware it was a huge risk to leave her alone for even a second to think about everything. The list was awesome; poker, cash, clothes, groping tits, fingering pussy, jamming fingers into ass, two orgasms all of this with her son. I ran past my bedroom into the bathroom pushed aside day to day toiletries as they dropped into my sink grabbed my massage oil and K-Y Jell. My cock had subsided I peed into the toilet bowl as I washed my hands splashed water on my face and quickly brushed my teeth as fast as I could. I raced back to my Mom's bedroom.

She was no where to be seen. Then I heard running water, bathroom door was open which had to be a good sign.

"Hey Mom want a back rub?" I asked loudly talking towards her bathroom door.

"Sweetie, I am not sure, it's been a tiring evening do you know even how to give a back rub?"

The fact she asked meant I was in.

"Come on Mom I give the best back rubs." I doubted that but I had watched a lot of movies and porn and had taken a class that included a week or two of physical therapy instructions. I had played some sports at school and got injured a couple of times. Plus I had got pretty good reviews from a couple of girlfriends.

"I have real massage oil Mom."

"Oh well we have to try that dear. Why do you have massage oil sweetie?" she asked as she walked out of the bedroom wearing a long dressing gown I had never seen before.

"Truth is Mom, I bought it when I was dating Julie but I never got to use it." Julie was the hottest girl I had ever dated, beautiful and smart, too smart for me because I had only seen her body in a bikini & no sex. The massage oil had been part of plan B or C to get her naked and into her pants we had broken up after a month.

"Honey, sorry to hear of your failure to get into Julie's pants as I see the bottle is still sealed As you've already seen me naked I feel honored I am worthy of your unopened massage oil." She was watching me twist off the lid and peel away the seal. I put the oil down and picked up the K-Y. She had seemed almost playful with her last comment of course I had played hard with some of her best body parts so a massage probably seemed safe.

"Honey what are you doing with K-Y?"

"Isn't it a lubricant?" I asked innocently looking Mom in the eye.

"The girl in the store suggested I buy it with the oil." Mom looked at me and in one beautiful movement removed the dressing gown, she was still gloriously naked.

"Mom you look fantastic I cannot stop looking at you, all of you."

"Thank you sweetie," she placed her hands over her breasts covering the nipples but still showing a lot of boob.

"You can't hide them Mom," I joked, she walked along the side of the bed turned and jumped onto the bed face forward her breasts momentarily hanging down as she flew through the air landing on the bed sheet. The bed bounced, technically she was the wrong way up, her head at the bottom of the bed her feet resting on the pillow. She had removed the bed spread and upper sheet off the bed. I would be massaging her on the bed sheet she slept on.

"You can't see them now sweetie," she laughed as she lay on the bed ass upwards. What a great looking ass. I was still naked my penis climbing to erection, still waiting for relief. I climbed onto the bed straddling her legs, I slid down a little so my cock was just below her ass hanging between her legs which were a little apart. I grabbed the massage oil off the bedside table poured a generous splash onto my hands warmed it for a minute by hand-washing the liquid and started on her shoulders.

"Mmm that feels good thank you for warming it sweetie you are getting to touch a lot of me now." I ignored what I suspected was a smart comment comparing the parts of Mom I had already got to 'touch' and what I was touching now. I rapidly but apparently competently moved from her shoulders down her back slid my body away from her legs to give me room to start on her thighs. I had been generous with the oil which smelled great. Mom loved the smell and appeared to like being covered in massage oil.

I started on the upper thighs making sure to touch her vagina gently but enough that she knew I knew where I was as I massaged around her legs. I moved down her legs, she was still lying on her front. I gave her legs a great massage judging by the moans of pleasure, I am sure exaggerated but enough to know I was doing a good job. I spent 5 minutes on each foot sensing from the thanks and murmurs she was really enjoying it.

I moved back up her body now pouring the massage oil directly onto her shoulders, back and onto her ass between her cheeks. I positioned myself sitting on the back of her thighs my cock resting on her butt nestled in the groove her cheeks made. I started a thorough deep massage of her shoulders my cock sliding easily in the oil between her butt cheeks.

"Honey this feels absolutely fantastic please do not stop." I swear her butt cheeks parted a little, my cock nestled in a little deeper.

I started massaging more of her back moving all over especially down to her ass, making sure I spread her cheeks a little each time my hands passed by. As I spread her cheeks my cock moved between them a little closer to her asshole. I was certain Mom was allowing her butt cheeks to spread apart. My cock was now sliding along her ass crack in pretty much constant contact with her asshole.

"Sweetie, I think you need to get your cock away from my asshole," that was a shame I had just started gently moving my finger across her asshole as I massaged her. The simple solution was to move her legs apart so I could kneel between them she tensed and then allowed me to lift her legs apart, I moved in and placed my cock under her body returning to the massage as I did. My cock was now lined up along her vagina pushing up into her juices.

For a few minutes I concentrated on massaging her shoulders and upper back I was still getting groans of pleasure. As I leaned forward to put weight on her back my penis continued to slide along her labia, I felt her hips rise just a little but enough for me to carry on pushing my luck.

I could feel my Mom raising her ass a little at a time as I rubbed her body very soon I knew my cock was going to slide in to her vagina. I could see her open asshole looking at me as her bottom lifted higher in the air. I kept up my massage on her shoulders and upper back as I leaned back to slide forward to rub her upper back my penis hesitated at the entrance to her vagina. I swear she shifted her body a little and I was in. I moved my body forward to rub her shoulders half my cock slid in, damn she was so wet. I kept on moving so my entire length slid right in until my lower stomach bumped against her ass cheeks. I kept massaging her upper back, my cock in Mom. I slid my rock hard cock slowly out of her soaking pussy; probably three quarters of my cock came out before sliding back in. The back rub carried on I was pressing hard on her muscles all over her back hoping it might distract her from our intercourse.

There was no doubt she had at least facilitated penetration by raising her ass to help me get the angle right for entry. Nevertheless when fucking Mom I knew I had to be very careful to only cross the line I was allowed. About 25 seconds after I had entered her vagina she spoke.

"Sweetie, you need to stop that, this is definitely not touching."

"But Mom you were going to let me cum or help me cum, something like that don't you remember?" I was whining again.

My cock was still sliding in and out. I stopped massaging and grabbed her ass cheeks moving in and out at the same slow speed. I felt her vagina tighten around my cock which served to make me go a little faster and speak.

"Wow Mom that feels fantastic you look and feel great thanks for grabbing my cock like that with your vaginal muscles." My guess was she was tightening them to move her body or try and slow me down or just straighten her body away from me. However my speaking up with the compliment and vaginal muscle line seemed to have confused her.

"Sweetie I was not, did not, was not trying to make you feel uhhhh," she groaned and moaned in one sound. I slowed a little but extended the stroke so that I was traveling the full length of my penis in and out of her pussy. That was my mistake.

"Honey, that will do," she took advantage of the out stroke when my cock head was barely in her pussy to slide forward and drop her body down to the mattress. She did not jump up, just laid flat her beautiful ass looking back at me as my dripping penis waved in the air.

"Mom, that is not fair you let me in," careful I told myself don't say the wrong thing and stop bloody whining. Mom is still lying naked face down on the bed looking back, speaking.

"Sweetie that is enough you cannot have sex with me I am your mother." I was still sweetie let's see where we could go maybe I could distract her.

"Mom you are supposed to be concentrating on finding a way to win back all my money your clothes and your fighting spirit."

"I won, I have the money clothes and you owe me sexual favors." The details no longer mattered even Mom knew she had agreed to something because she knew she was going to win that final hand. I was positive she could not recall the details of each agreement, promise or vague bet.

"Sweetie, be that as it may." That was my favorite line that Mom used when she was not sure.

"We are not having intercourse, I might have agreed to something, I..." I interrupted.

"Mom let me finish your back rub" I jumped off the mattress and stood at the end of the bed in front of her head which she raised to look at me as I moved fast.

"Okay honey that's a good idea." I reached for the oil splashed it on her shoulders and back and started to rub. My new angle of massage standing in front of her leaning past her head pushing down on her back must have felt great because she started to moan and thank me profusely. She opened her legs to 45 degrees although I could not see any crotch from where I was standing in front of her prostate body.

"Mom you are flashing vagina I am up here giving you a great back rub what the hell." My penis was flapping semi erect above her head that was resting on the mattress.

"Maybe Mommy can make it up to you," she looked at me by lifting her eyes to the very top of her eye lids and raised her upper body moving her elbows under her shoulders to support herself while she took hold of my cock in her right hand. She grasped it firmly, it was still hard, she started to slide her hand up and down my penis in a slow jacking action.

"Honey I believe I was to help you get off?" now she had a little girl look to go with the innocent voice she had used. Boy this was hot importantly it was not Mom anymore it was innocent sleazy sexy girl paying off on a bet.

"Hot cheeks you are unbelievable." I said.

"Sweetie this is a one time deal I always honor my bets but you will never talk about this to anyone anytime ever and we will be fine."

"Mom you have my word as a champion poker player and loving son hmm that feels so good." She was gripping firmly and moving her hand steadily up and down. I knew I would not cum yet. She continued her amateur action jacking me off but after hours of not exploding I knew I could last longer. After 5 minutes.

"Sweetie, mommy can't do this all night my hand and wrist is getting tired."

"Sweet cheeks I thought you always paid off on your bets." I feigned shock and horror in my voice.

"Part of the problem is you are lying down trying to work at a bad angle sit up show me some beautiful tits and see how you do." I saw a little light go off behind her eyes naked Mommy breast views had to help son ejaculate.

"Okay sweetie," she quickly sat up on the end of the bed, her feet on the carpet her hand on my cock her fantastic breasts moving as she moved. Her nipples were hard her tits looked great. Five minutes in she looked up at me my cock pointing straight up as she pumped away at it. I realized she was actually not very good at jacking me off(we are all experts with our own equipment), I had rubbed some massage oil on her hands to help.

"I have an idea hot cheeks let go," I grabbed my cock letting it sag a little from it's erect position. I jerked it a couple of times for luck pulled her head down towards me and placed my head at her lips.

"Try this hot cheeks if you kiss or lick I'll finish." She looked up at me pouted a little and remembered she was a naughty girl not Mom.

"Okay sweetie," her mouth closed around the end of my cock she licked the tip.

"Whoa Mom, that feels great," she quickly removed her mouth,

"Uuk that tastes bad sweetie the massage oil smells great but tastes awful."

"I have an idea turn around put your hands on the bed stretch out" She did I immediately nuzzled my cock up to her still wet pussy and entered her for the second time.

"Whooaa what are you doing?"

"Lubing up my penis Mom seemed like the quickest way what does K-Y taste like?"

"Not good sweetie ugghh," she let out a strong sexual grunt as I slid into her pussy. She was grabbing on to the bed sheet pushing back as I pushed in and out. After 6 slow deliberate penetrations she spoke.

"Honey you have to stop we are not having sex, I am going to finish you off, you cum and we are done." I leaned forward, and grabbed her tits and squeezed as I moved in and out of her vagina a couple more times.