5 comments/ 495813 views/ 22 favorites Buttonnose Ch. 01 By: hot-male775 I have found new pleasures with my lover and we enjoy a lot of each other. We both get turned on by the thought of incest and sometimes we enjoy thinking of each other in a mom-son relationship. My lover has encouraged and inspired me to write this story. I wish it were the case between me and my lover, Buttonnose. I wouldn't ask for anything more! This story is in 5 parts and this is the first one. I will be posting the parts, provided I get a lot of feedback. I am greatly interested in hearing from women who are interested in this story and similar situations of mom-son incest, and who have fantasized or experienced it. ------------------------------- Chapter 1 – Now and ever It was late night when I got home. But I could see that you were still up. As I came into the house, I could see the TV on. You had stayed up till I got home. Ever since we had developed our relationship, you always waited for me; sometimes in the kitchen, at the dining table, in the living room or the bedroom. Sometimes you have waited for me in your sleep, in the bed with the lights on, waiting for me to come and wake you up. You wanted to see me when I got home. I cannot really know which part of you really felt possessive, the mother or the lover. But I must say, it felt very good to come back to a waiting pair of eyes. At times there was a lot more that was waiting! In fact every time I had been out late, we usually ended up having a lustful time in bed. I guess you just wanted to prove that I was still yours. I guess no matter how many times I say it, or how I prove it, you will always need that bit of extra assurance. As you say, you need to show your love, your way! That night, as I came into the house, I saw the TV on. There was something going on it. You were sleeping on the couch. You must have fallen asleep. I gently got in, and shut the door behind me, locking it as usual. I slowly came into the living room. But as you are a light sleeper, the noises must have woken you up. You stirred and looked at me. "What time is it?" you asked "Its nearly midnight, mom" I said. "You have been out late today," you said looking at me. "You usually come back before midnight" "Its not that late. Come on, I'll take you to the bed". You got up slowly and sat up. You were still sleepy. "You look tired. You need some sleep." I said looking at you. "I know" you looked at me and smiled in your lips. Getting up you wrapped your hand on my shoulder and we slowly walked to the bedroom. As I laid you in the bed, your robe parted, exposing your legs and your cleavage. At your age, you had a lovely pair of both. I always enjoyed a glance or two on either of them once in a while, when you would step out of the shower, or were cooking in the kitchen, moving stuff in the bedroom, or just relaxing on the couch with me. Knowing that I loved to steal a glance at them, you were never particular about your clothes either. In fact you let yourself get exposed at times, just so that you would see my eyes stuck on them at times. Especially at times when you wore that baby doll and you would make no effort to hurry up while you were bending down for some reason. Those times, I would eat my heart out over your sweet and tender bum and thighs. Without looking at me, you would carry on with your work once you stood up. The thrill would come when there were times that I would realise that you weren't wearing any panties. In fact ever since we got together that night, you seldom wore them. There were times when we were out about and you used to say to me, "I think I should have worn my panties, what if I slip and fall right now?" You wore them only when I was not going to be around you or with you, or when you were getting ready to go to work. As I laid you in the bed, I picked your legs and placed them under the sheet. "Don't take too long," you said in a soft voice, barely opening your eyes. As I stood up I looked at your body, wrapped in the thin silky robe, your sensuality hardly contained by the silken cloth. "I will be there soon mom," I say to you. I changed in the bathroom. After shutting all the lights I got back to the bedroom. I now seemed to use my room only as a clothes store. I seemed to go there only to get changed or, at times, get some of my stuff. Ever since that night on your birthday, I don't recall sleeping in my bed. But then I was never good to sleep there anyway, not on my own. Especially when I knew you were just a few feet down the room on your own. Well those were the days and I sigh when I think of them. It took us long time to get to know each other truly. But it has been time well invested. Now we seem to be so much into each other, figuratively and literally. When I was sleeping on my own, I could feel my erection at times during the night. I used to slowly caress it, knowing well that a gentle squeeze would only enlarge it more. A lot of times I had the urge of stimulating myself and masturbating to the thought of you slowly sucking me off. These were the times I missed you next to me under the sheets, naked, your soft skin caressing me gently. It aroused me beyond all imaginations. Your sweet perfume excited me, got me harder. I couldn't help but imagine you next to me. It felt so good just thinking about it. At times I used to get goose bumps thinking about loving my mom, fearing that you may not approve of it, even hate me for it! But at times I would hope that you would be far more loving and understanding, may be even craving for me just the same! But now it was all just a past. I was lying in bed next to you. As I got under the sheet, I cuddled close to you, and wrapped my arm around you. You were sleeping with your back to me. I had started sleeping nude ever since we started sharing the bed. I felt so much better. Moreover I wanted to make up for all the days when I had imagined your nakedness close to me. It felt so arousing and sensual every time. I enjoyed it with every touch and caress of your skin. You had slipped out of your robe. It didn't need much to undo itself anyway. That was why you liked it so much. Just a tug on the belt and the whole robe would fall apart. But when the belt was tied around tightly it used to stick so close to your skin that I could see your nipples stick out. One way or another, you never missed a chance to give me a hard pecker. I guess it was your way of priding your self. As I moved in the bed and got closer to you, I slowly hugged you closer. As I moved I pressed my prick on your bum. You were sleeping with your back to me. As I hugged you with my arm around you, I drew you close. You shifted and got closer to me, pressing against my chest. I ran my hand under your arm on your waist and slowly cup your breast. It filled my hand gently, like soft jelly. As I squeezed it you felt excited, your breathing got heavy and you squirmed and pressed closer to me, pressing gently on my hand and encouraging me to go further. As you pressed on me I could feel my erection pressing on your bum softly. I moved my hips to touch and poke your bum, and I slid my prick between the cheeks. With every movement, it seemed to grow larger. Your breathing got heavier as you responded by moving your legs and letting my prick slide closer to your cunt. You arched your back, sticking your bum onto my prick. I ran my hands on your bum as I slowly moved your hips in rhythm and I felt my prick getting closer to your warm cunt. As you pulled on one of your thighs closer to your stomach, you parted your legs, so I could reach between them. I let my fingers slide in between the thighs, deep, barely touching you there. I could feel your cunt lips quivering as I glided my fingers over them. With every touch you sighed heavily and I could tell you were getting very aroused. You were still sleepy or at least pretending to be, so you didn't make any movements. You just lay there and let me play with you. Then I moved down a little and reached out for your cunt, sliding my finger on it, and with every stroke I rubbed harder and deeper between the lips. As I separated them with my finger digging in, you pressed your bum back on my finger urging me to go on. I played with your cunt for a while, rubbing your clit and sliding my finger inside just a little so as to excite you. With every stroke of my finger, you were moving your hips so as to take my finger deeper inside you. You held my hand on your breasts and pressed it hard to encourage me. You pressed hard on my pelvis and moaned deep while I fingered you inside. Your heavy breathing aroused me so I dug my finger deeper and you let out a deep sigh. As I fingered you, I caressed and gently squeezed your tits. I started licking on your ear lobe, tickling it as I sucked it. Since you were very drowsy, you couldn't help but ride the waves of erotic pleasures, as you got flooded with the arousing. I was getting more excited by playing with you. So I pulled on your leg and brought it closer to your stomach, bending it at the knee so I could part your thighs and get more access to your cunt. Now on your stomach, you stuck your bum out to me and encouraged me more. I let my fingers run on your cunt, and I felt it all over and inside with my finger sliding in deep. I started to massage your clit with my thumb as I fingered you with my middle finger. Your hips kept moving to meet the rhythm, your breathing now very heavy. As you raised your hips out to me, I lay on my back and dived under your hips, taking your cunt on my lips. I started to lick your cunt, my hands caressing your bum and stroking your thighs as I licked it slowly and deeply. You went through spasms of orgasms, one after the other but I kept licking you. It drove you so wild. "Oh yes oh yes, don't stop. Oh baby lick my cunt, oh fucking hell, yes" I gently slid my finger inside your cunt and touched your spot. All the time I was sucking on your swollen clit. You had your legs eagle spread for me so I could have you as much as I wanted. You were enjoying every minute of it. Then you slowly slid down and let me suck on your tit. All the time you were moving your hips and pressing your cunt on my prick, rubbing them together, my balls rubbing your cunt lips. Then taking my prick in your hand you guided it to your cunt and took it all the way in as you settled down. I could feel the warmth in your cunt as I went deep inside. It felt so good to be inside you. I heard you whisper in my ear, "Take your time fucking me. I want to go on for a long time like this. You just lie back and enjoy and let me do the work for you. I love to feel you fucking me." I held your bum in my hands and gently rocked you on my prick. You enjoyed the rhythm as you kissed me gently on my neck and cheek. I could feel the length of my cock sliding all the way in and out of your hot wet cunt. Oh it felt heavenly. I wanted to go a little faster and you stopped me. "Shh. Just take it easy. Enjoy the ride. Calm down. I want you to enjoy me for a long time now. Just keep fucking me like this for a while. I love to milk your prick." You slowly sat up and bent your knees. Then you positioned yourself so that you were ready to take charge. Then you slowly started to fuck me by moving your hips back and forth. With every push, you squeezed my prick inside your cunt, and I could feel you milk my prick. You did this slowly and gently. Every time you were moving you sighed and moaned. I was holding your breasts in each hand, cupping them as you fucked my prick. You could feel it hard inside you, you were enjoying it just as much. At times I could feel your juices flowing down my thighs. I started to rub your clitoris with my thumb gently. I wanted to arouse you more so you could fuck me harder. As I rubbed it more, you got more excited and started ramming my prick harder. I kept up the speed and kept rubbing your clit. It was swollen like my prick. You slowly calmed down after you could take it no more. As you lay on my chest, we stayed like that for a while. Then I slowly rolled you on your back. Then I got on top I started sliding my prick inside your cunt. I teased you for a while going slow and deep. I loved the feel of your wet warm cunt milking me. You kissed me on my chest at times. I lay on you and kissed you passionately all the time I was digging deep in you. I loved pressing you down and fucking you deep. You encouraged me with your hand on my bum and moving in rhythm. All the time you kept on moaning and sighing heavily. I love the feel of the hot cunt squeezing my slippery prick. I fucked you for a long time slowly. You lay there just enjoying my prick inside you. Being inside you is one pleasure I love to enjoy no matter how so many times I have it. I fucked you for a while and then I couldn't hold back any longer. You sensed it and encouraged me to cum. You have a very feminine way of doing that. With your touch and kisses, it becomes even more difficult to hold back. I exploded inside you. As I collapsed, I buried my head in your neck and you stroked my head and ran fingers through my hair. As you waited to let me calm down, all the time you hugged me close and caressed me. You kept kissing me on my cheek. I was breathing heavy. "I love you," you whispered in my ear. I slowly rolled over and you cuddled up close to me. As we drifted to sleep I cuddled up next to you and kissed you a few times. You gently stroked my prick; it had gone limp by then. I felt so aroused even then when I touched your thighs with my prick. But because you had sucked life out of it, it couldn't spring back up again for a while. I love to cuddle into your arms when we are in bed. Your warmth is so loving. Your touch is feminine and it pours out emotions of love. At times I can feel your lips kissing mine gently. I love your kisses. They are equally sensual. Especially when you kiss tenderly. It's like being kissed by a rose. You had kissed me before and you had touched me countless times. But I had never felt the magic or the sensuality then that I feel now. It wasn't that our lips had changed or that you had made any less effort then. It's just that the love inside you had changed its nature. Now there was more of it, and it had now developed a different flavour. Even today I remember the night of your birthday. Ever since that night, I never felt you the same as before. What happened that night is something I will treasure until I die. It is the night that changed everything for me, it made my life a dream. It culminated into a beautiful song and made my efforts worthwhile. It brought me to my oasis from where I would begin a new journey into the meadow. It made us come closer, become very different inside and feel the love for each other very few would ever comprehend. But more so, it gave me the love I had always wanted; the love of my mom in a very special way! To be continued... Buttonnose Ch. 02 This is the second chapter in the Buttonnose series. Thank you all for your appreciation of the first part. I was pleased to read all the feedback and emails. I hope this second part is just as good if not better. Do send me your comments and feedback. I would love to hear especially from women about their fantasies or experiences with similar mom-son relationships. Enjoy the story. ----------------------- Chapter 2: Moves As a mother you have always been the best mom any guy could have. There were times when I used to come home and you used to be there in the kitchen making me my favourite food. At times I used to watch you come back late, and it was so nice to comfort you in my lap. I loved to have your head resting in my lap while you dozed for a while. I used to run my fingers through your hair. Sometimes at night, we used to cuddle up in front of the TV, with a blanket, and I could feel you so close to me. Your perfume used to seduce me, your warmth used to arouse me and I would not know how to hide my erection. Before, you used to be careful not to get too close. But later you had been letting yourself accidentally touch it or rub it. A few months before that celebrated birthday night, I remember one time when you had your bathrobe on. You had just been in the bath, and you sat next to me. Because you had just stepped out of a hot bath, you felt cold, so you had brought a blanket with you and cuddled up very close to me. That day, I was wearing my shorts with nothing underneath. You probably noticed but didn't make a big deal of it. Well, ever since we started getting physical with each other, I always wanted to know the limits and see if I could stretch them. That is why I used to try all sorts of things just to see your reactions. Like the time when you were in the kitchen in your sleeping robe, and I hugged you from behind to kiss you good night, I had pressed my hips closer to you just to see how you would react at my prick poke your bum through my boxers. But instead of getting shocked or anxious you just caressed my face with your palm and kissed my cheek, completely ignoring what I was doing. Of course, I didn't stick around for long, because my heart was already running few feet ahead of me. That night I thought hard because my experiment had produced no affirmative result. Did you feel my prick at all? Were you just ignoring it or were you enjoying it? Were you making no big deal of it, just so as to avoid embarrassing discussion or perhaps you were enjoying the game? It was getting more and more difficult to understand how to make my next move because you never seemed to be cross with me no matter what I did. Being my most beloved mom, I didn't want to spoil our relationship so I was hesitant to take any drastic steps. To gauge you slowly and steadily was my only choice. But one thing was sure; I was making progress! It was very slow but it had been positive all the while. That is one thing that amazed me the most. You seemed to be going along with the flow all the while. You never encouraged me, but you never seemed upset about any move I made. In fact every time you smiled and was very tender about the whole thing without letting me know whether you had realised my move or not. So that day when you cuddled up next to me in your bathrobe, with me not wearing anything under my boxers, I was immediately concerned of how to deal with my rising tent. You wear wearing the perfume of White musk that I like so much. As you cuddled close to me you asked me to hug you with my arms, "keep me warm, ok?" While we sat there watching TV, we spoke about the day casually and talked about a lot of different things. Once in a while you went silent and looked back at the TV, putting your head against my chest. Your warmth was slowly melting me, and I kept finding reasons to keep hugging you closer and stroking your body through that robe. You must had been naked underneath, because when you folded your legs and pulled them closer to you, they were resting on my thighs, and I could feel the naked skin caress my thighs. Your soft breasts kept touching my chest. With every movement you made, you caressed my thighs more. After a while of this, you slipped your hands on my stomach, and your elbow was now resting very close to my hip. By now, I had propped quite a tent, and it seemed that it would be no time before you would know of it. But strangely, even after you had brushed it accidentally more than a few times, you didn't seem to be bothered. "I like this cuddle" you said softly. That was the only thing you said for a while. "I am glad you feel that way," I said. "I love to take care of you, mom." You just snuggled closer and this time you really rubbed it hard. I made a move in excitement and you apologised, "Oh sorry", thinking you had hurt me. "No I am ok mom," I said while I smiled a little, shifting a bit. "I'm sorry, I should have worn some briefs." "That's ok. Don't worry. I understand. I hope you do." So saying you seemed to get closer to me, making more 'accidental' rubs and touches to my tent. All the while you didn't show any discomfort or embarrassment. In fact you seemed very calm about it. That night I was really surprised and amazed at the progress I had made. I was getting closer to my desire. Without making a big fuss, you always knew where to stop or 'draw the line' for that moment. But you never seemed upset about any advances I made. I knew I was making progress no matter how slow it may seem. That is why I never tried to jump the line or be pushy nor was I discouraged in advancing the limits. Once when I was helping you clean up some stuff from your room, I had taken opportunity of eating my heart out on your figure. You were wearing your silk robe, it was worn very loose, so I could see your cleavage and your breasts when you bent down, or your bum stick out if I was behind you. We had the music on and you were in a rather jovial mood. So you kept dancing and singing and I just kept smiling at you. Once you actually started to dance with me, and encouraged me to dance with you. We danced for a while. You were dancing so close to me, your perfume was driving my pecker all the way up, and I could hardly keep my eyes off your cleavage. I guess you knew what you were doing, and you wanted to tell me that you were making your moves for your part. It was like we were sharing the responsibility of initiating the special bond of love between us. This was your way of assuring me that you were ok with my moves on you, that I should feel ok and go on with my plans! That day I had so much fun with you. We danced with our bums touching each other's bums, then you were dancing with your back pressed on my chest, then I wrapped my hands around you, and you seemed to have just melted in my hug. Then for a slow song, we danced in a slow motion, enjoying the fragrances that were lingering around us. I felt like a man that day, dancing with my woman! When you placed your hands around my neck, and we were close, I could feel your cheek caress my cheek, as you gently moved to the song. When we stopped it was not an abrupt break. We just seemed to stop for the need of it. I felt that after a while of walking, we had come to a point and it was time to take some rest so we had stopped walking. It didn't feel as though we had stopped to ensure that we hadn't crossed the line. In fact very soon, there was no line to cross. It was just the pace with which things happened that dictated how smooth they were. Nice and steady pace would ensure a strong deep bonding between us. I loved you very much. I wanted you to know that and I wanted to show how much you meant to me. I took every opportunity I could get to show you my love. I used to hug you tenderly whenever you needed one. I was there for you when you got home feeling a bit low. I loved comforting you at times when you were nervous about something. In fact you were so used to me that you never seemed to settle down until I had calmed you. On occasions I used to gift you with dresses to wear. In fact soon we were shopping together. I used to tell you what looked good on you. After a while you used to ask me for my opinion when we went shopping. It had become such a habit that I now realise how wonderful it would had been that you used to step out of the changing room to pose for me in the new dress that I used to choose for you. Sometimes you used to choose a few and then I used to see you pose for me. You never seemed to dress in anything I didn't like. "I love dressing for you," you used to say to me. And I used to dress up with your choices of clothes. It was a nice habit we had developed between us. It had developed just as slowly as my feelings toward you. And by the time we were shopping for each other's clothes, we had become a lot closer to each other, unknowingly. You loved roses and I used to buy a few every so often. You kept them in the vase in the living room. "Why don't you keep them in your bedroom?" "But then I want to share the beauty with you. In my bedroom only I will be able to see them. And as such you don't spend much time in my bedroom do you?" You had started teasing me. That was your way to further the limits so as to speak. It was your way to encourage me to be comfortable to be in your bedroom. "Well if I hang around in your bedroom, will you keep them there?" I asked with a little excitement. "Sure. I'd love that." You smiled with encouragement. Soon I started hanging around in your bedroom. We started spending time together while you were there. You started using my room too. It just became so much more fun. You loved me just as much as I did. And you never missed an opportunity to show me just the same. In fact I thought we used to compete at times in showing our affections to each other. Your love would be so evident in your eyes. That is why I didn't want anything to come between us. I didn't want to make mistake and hurt you in any way. I would have been devastated if I thought I had hurt you in any way. I treasured you more than my life. But then I wanted to have you in more ways than before. I was in a big dilemma. I still remember the time when I suggested you a game that we could play. I had suggested it in the heat of the moment. And we had been having a lot of fun teasing and flirting with each other that day. You agreed with a bit of caution but then taking up the challenge you dared me not to quit in the middle. "A severe punishment for the chicken," you said to me. The game was called 'tease'. The object of the game was to push the limits far enough and see who chickens out and calls it off. But if your move offended the other person, then it was a failure on your part. Of course, the whole purpose of the game is to take it as fun. But the main objective was to see how further could we go in teasing or flirting with each other without taking it seriously or offending the other person. The trick was to be able to judge the other partner's intensions and match them with a bit more. As usual I had my naughty thoughts of trying to push the lines further and this was an excellent chance at least to kill some time. You had agreed. For the first few days I decided not to wear anything under my shorts. I used to parade around you with an erection. You used to breathe heavy and couldn't think straight, while I was cool as a cucumber. You used to smile to me acknowledging with a blush. Then you started taking showers with the door open. That was a nightmare for me. I had to masturbate a couple times just to cool down. Sometimes you used to call me and hand me your bra and panties to put them in the wash. Your body dripping wet and you used to hand them through the door showing off a few of your delicate contours. You used to keep a very teasing face and look straight in my eyes. I used to be in heaven just watching you do that. Then it became a little bit more erotic. I started leaving cum stains on the bed sheets and my briefs. I used to do that just before the laundry day. Sometimes I would leave some cum in the bath after the shower. Most interesting would be when I used to spill it on my nightdress while in bed. That would leave a very deep musky fragrance for a long time. That increased your response by leaving behind some more wet panties in the laundry basket when you used to ask me to do the laundry. Once you actually left behind a wet panty in the laundry basket on the top before you left for work. At first I couldn't believe it. They were your thongs and they were wet with fresh cum. They smelt heavenly of your femininity. I was going to stay home that day and it was such a torture for me to have the panties and not see you around. I masturbated nearly three times that day and decided to leave you some souvenir for your bedtime. So I had one of your clean panty and had soaked them in my cum and had placed it back in the drawer. Later that week when I got in my bed one night, I noticed that you had left my bed smelling of your perfume and cum. I don't know how you did it, but I couldn't sleep that night. I kept massaging my prick all night. In the morning you smiled and asked, "So how was the night? "It went fine." I decided not to give you the satisfaction of teasing me like that. "I'm pleased to hear that." You giggled with delight at your superb power of flirting. The following day I left a lot of cum all over your bed sheet just before you came home in the evening. That night before going to bed, I kissed and hugged you goodnight and said, "Sweet dreams mom." It the morning, when we were in the kitchen I asked you if you had slept well. You hugged me and pressed on my erection and said, "Couldn't had slept better. Wish I could sleep like that all the time. Thanks son." You winked at me with a smile. Then to add it more, you started getting more touchy feely. You touched me more often and usually it was on my bum. Of course you 'accidentally' did push your bum on my erection anytime you could. "Oh pardon me." You used to giggle with a tease. Every time we seemed to increase our limits, they seemed to go further more! In fact this game became so confusing later, that I couldn't tell if you were seducing me or just playing along. I had started the game to see if I could push the limits and try and seduce you. But soon I myself had gotten lost in the game and was getting confused with your moves that you were making to flirt with me. I had to call off the game after about a fortnight cause I was not being able to separate your flirting from your play. You had taken so much pride that evening. Your reward was that I was going to be your 'slave' for the next week. You took full advantage of that. So much so that I really began to regret my decision of suggesting that game in the first place. But all the time you were 'enjoying' yourself I was becoming more and more sure that you were very comfortable with me, physically. You enjoyed that week so much. In the evenings, you asked me to sit on the couch and you always sat in my lap, while watching TV. You had asked me to wear clothes that were your favourite for all week. When we were in the house, you used to touch me and hug me all over at times, spontaneously. At those times I used to realise what I meant to you. You used to hug me and not say a word for a while. Then as we parted, you used to just smile and kiss my cheeks. "I love you," you used to say with deep love in your eyes. I could have given up my life for you in those moments. I remember once when you had been out at a party with your friends. You had gotten drunk too much and I had to drive to pick you up. When you got in the car, I knew you were totally drunk because you didn't keep quite and you laughed all the way home. You were so tipsy that I had to carry you in the house. Then the real fun started because you were on the couch and were already dozing off to sleep. I had to carry you to the bedroom. Then I had to sort out your nightdress. By this time you were zonked off. I had a sudden rush of heaviness on my heart the moment I realised what I was supposed to do. I was supposed to get your clothes off, get you into your robe, and then tuck you into bed. I started to talk to you so you would know it was me that was undressing you. All the time I kept telling you that I need to change your clothes, you kept mumbling, "I love you son", "You are my best man". Slowly I took your shoes and undid your jumper. Then I had to unbutton your skirt, and unzip it. My heart was pounding fast. I had to struggle with your skirt since I couldn't make you raise your hips. Finally after I had taken your skirt off, I could see your panties. My prick went rock hard at the sight of your legs apart with your panties in sight. Then with shaking hands I lifted your top over your head. By now you were in your panties and bra. All the moving and stripping had made you a bit conscious, but you still were sleepy. "Take off this bra and panties too. I feel very uncomfortable in it". You mumbled in half sleep. My breath suddenly stopped at what I had heard from you. You were sleeping now, and you had spoken in your state of sleepiness. My heart had stopped beating at the thought of seeing you naked in bed. As I rolled you over on to your side, I slowly undid the bra from the back. As I rolled you back, I slowly took it out from your shoulders. I could see your wonderful luscious breasts. Your eyes were shut and your were asleep still. As I stared at you, I couldn't think about anything else. Then you were tugging on your panties and were muttering something about taking them off. My heart was jumping with joy, while I slowly undid your panties and took then off your legs. When I stood up again, I saw your beautiful body, stretched in the bed, all naked and luscious. I stood there looking at your face for a while. The cold air must have made you curl up, so I pulled the sheets over you. I wanted to get the robe on you but you kept denying to wear it. So without disturbing you much I just pulled the duvet over you and snuggled you in. As I saw your face the last time, I asked you if you were going to be all right, by kissing your forehead. You just barely opened your eyes when I said, "Mom will I go to bed now." "Why don't you sleep here tonight? I feel very dizzy. I need you to hold on to me. The bed is shaking too much. I don't feel I can be on my own tonight honey." "Ok. Let me get changed and I will get into bed." I walked back to my room and my feet were shaking already with excitement. For the first time I was going to sleep with you in your bed, ever since I stopped it as a child. I quickly lost my underwear and just slipped on some boxers. I had already shut off the lights and so I made way straight to your bedroom. Once in the bed, I got close to you and lay down under the sheets. Feeling my presence in the bed, you snuggled close to me. You took my hand and held it around your self in a hug. "Hold me, I am falling down," you said to me in sleep. I hugged you from the back, and lay there still for a long while. You were fast asleep quickly. You had let go of my hand and so I moved it and put it around your waist. I could feel the naked skin at my finger touch. You had not noticed that you were naked and not wearing any sleeping robe. Being a little cold, you pulled me closer to you. All the time I just kept still. After a while you were fast asleep. I could barely breath with you next to me so close, your perfume now mixed with the alcohol you had had, aroused me too much to be able to sleep. Any way, I was not going to sleep that night. I wanted to feel the closeness. I kissed you on your back gently, careful as not to wake you up. You didn't seem to stir. So I kissed you more and began moving my kisses on the neck and your back. I moved my hand and placed it in front of you, hugging you closer, pulling you in my hug. You still were motionless. I slowly put my hand on your breast, and let it there motionless. You didn't seem to stir even then. I gently squeezed it. It felt as soft as jelly. The feeling made my prick go hard in an instant. It was touching your bum through my boxers. I moved a little to let it rest in between your inner thighs. As I moved my hand all over your thigh and legs, my heart was still all the while. Buttonnose Ch. 02 I got up and rested on my elbow. I let you roll on your back. You seemed to be frozen as a log, so it took me an effort to roll you over. As you rolled over, you stirred a bit and turned to me as you curled back to sleep. I could now see your face, in front of my eye. I lowered my lips and kissed your lips softly. I kissed your cheek and ran my palm on it gently. All the while I was looking at your sleeping face. I ran my hand down to your cunt and gently stroked your thighs. I placed my palm on your cunt, feeling the warmth in it. Then I gently lowered myself next to you and cuddled next to you. I don't know when I fell asleep. I must have woken up quite a few times in the night, and all the times I woke up I touched and caressed all the different luscious areas, kissed them, kissed your lips and went back to sleep. In the morning, you had been up already. You were in your robe and it was later than our usual wake up time. I got out thinking about what had happened the last night. I wasn't sure what to expect from you. But when I saw you, you were in the kitchen preparing some breakfast for us. Seeing me there, you said, "Good morning honey" "Good morning mom" "I am sorry about last night. You had to take care of me. I hope I wasn't too messed up." "No mom. You were ok. But you were very drunk." "Tell me about it. I still have a hang over. And I hardly remember a thing from last night." "Really?" I was a little surprised and relieved. "Yes. Looks like you helped me get changed and put me to bed. I am so glad I had you to depend on." "Well I like to take care of you mom. You know that" I was trying to be humble. "Well just so that I can thank you, I am cooking some breakfast. Fancy something?" "I will." I sat down and we had breakfast. But amazingly enough, you never said a word about sleeping naked with me that night. Again I was perplexed. I didn't know whether you were avoiding the awkward discussion or you had truly enjoyed it. Whatever it was, I was glad you didn't take offence. In fact I was praised for my caring behaviour. But that night I had made the start of making progress toward developing a relationship with you, a different relationship, a rather special one. After this incidence however, you became very relaxed in the way you behaved with me. You started becoming 'careless' about what you wore in the house. Sometimes I used to see you come out of the shower, with just the towel wrapped around you. At times you would be moving in the kitchen in your baby doll in the mornings while making breakfasts. Sometimes you used to wear a silk robe that hung on your skin very closely. That used to give me the wonderful glance at your thongs hiding underneath. Sometimes you loved to wear the baby doll. It would give away quite a heavenly picture when you used to bend at times. To just notice you moving around in that baby doll gave me such erections. You became increasingly careless about hiding your cleavage. That in particular was always a treat for my eyes. In fact even with your legs, you would feel free to stretch them towards me or part them a bit while watching TV with me. You had become very 'touchy' and 'clingy'. You would hug me often, pressing me close to you. You used to plant kisses more often on my cheek, getting ever so close to the ends of the lips. I felt more comfortable of hugging and touching you. So there were times when you would be just out of the shower, and drying your hair, while I would step into the bedroom and hug you from the back while you were still in your robe. I would let my hands hug you and run on your body. Once or twice I even held you by your hips and touched your bum while you were hugging me. You just seemed pleasant and slowly the tension was not there anymore. Most of all we began to be more comfortable about our partial nudity around each other. While you were changing, I didn't have to knock before coming inside. If the door were ajar, I would just walk in. you used to come into my bedroom without making a noise. Sometimes I caught a glimpse of your bra or even your panties, while you were getting dressed. After a month or two I remember once when you had just come into your room, I was talking to you and you lost the robe while talking to me very casually and had let me see your naked back. Without making a big fuss, you had calmly changed into your clothes. You too loved hanging in my room and in fact loved to hang around when we had planned to go out somewhere. You loved to see me change. With a very calm look on your face, you used to eat me while I changed clothes. All the time you would play cool and yet I used to know how much it turned you on. We also started 'sharing' the bathroom. So when I was having a shower you would just pop in for something. Usually you liked to let me hear you peeing when I was in the shower. I liked that idea of teasing and I used to pee when you were in the shower and make the loudest noise with the pee hitting the water. You became more comfortable with my boxers. Usually in the morning, I used to get up with an erection and you would notice it but would take it in a stride. "Had a good sleep son?" you used to smile and pat my bum. Sometimes you used to hug and press on my pelvis to tease me. "Yes mom." I used to smile at you. That was another major thing that had slowly crept into our relationship. We were becoming more of friends in that relation. We used to enjoy a laugh in teasing each other; may it be body language or innuendos. Particularly in the mornings, when you didn't have to go to work, I used to wake up half dozed with a morning erection. Sometimes, hearing you in the kitchen, I would make it more erect and walk into the kitchen and hug you from behind, pressing hard on you. "Want some help mom?" I used to ask you with a twist. "Well I guess I could use some hands" you replied with a smile and a caress on my cheek with your hand. I would help you with my tent still up. I didn't make any attempts to conceal it. "Dreamt a lot last night did you?" you would ask me smiling. "A lot. Quite nice dreams too." I would smile back. "Anything you would like to share?" you would ask with a wink in your eye. "I don't remember much of it though" I used to blush. "Oh what a pity. At least it left a good impression" you would look at my tent and laugh. You used to ask me to do the laundry sometimes, saying you had an extra load this week. It was usually all your underwear, like bras, panties, and nightdresses. They usually smelt of your perfume but some of the panties used to be wet, particularly those you had worn just the last night. Sometimes you would call me out from the bathroom, and tell me to have your panties so I could start the washing. Ever since we had become close to shop for each other's clothes, I had bought you only the most beautiful and lovely underwear. I took pride in selecting your clothes for you cause you always appreciated my choice. Your friends used to comment on the excellent choice and without giving it much away you used to thank them. If I was there, you used to look at me and smile. "I like your perfume" I once said to you. "Thanks. I'm glad you like it." You said without suspecting anything. "I like it too." "It's very organic. Very musky and fragrant." I smiled at you. "Oh yes!" you looked at me, now well aware of what I was implying. You suddenly got a twinkle in your eye, and you went all red in your face. "I like your perfume too!" you said with a red blush. "Oh I know you do" and I started to giggle. We both started to giggle and it just fell apart. The real turning point came by when we celebrated your birthday. That was the night that changed it all. I was looking forward to it for a long time. By then, we had become very comfortable with each other and very obvious about ourselves. We were turning each other on all the time, talking in innuendoes, teasing and flashing each other with our sexuality, and more so, there had developed a sense of possessiveness that was never there before; a possessiveness that had more of a touch of lust rather than love. To be continued... Buttonnose Ch. 03 I thank you all once again for your positive feedback. This is the third of the five-part series. I wanted to develop the series more deeply and so I have incorporated a lot of sensuality. I would love to hear from every one, as usual, about your feedbacks, especially from the women. Hope you enjoy it just as much as you have appreciated the earlier parts. * * * * * Chapter 3 – Birthday present: The picnic I was planning for your birthday at least for 2 months. I had been saving my pocket money and had been putting extra money aside for the past 5 months. I was going to buy you a very nice dress, complete with shoes and accessories. I had bought the dress about a fortnight before your birthday. I had looked at least in a dozen shops and for more than 2 weeks. I had a vision of the pattern in mind and that's why I was not going to settle for anything less. Once I had it I was jumping with excitement because I could not wait till I could see you in it. I kept dreaming you in my sleep for the rest of the nights. I wanted to treat you at home, in the comforts and the security of our place. But I also wanted to take you out for the day. So I decided to cook you your favourite dishes for the meals in the evening and decided on a picnic for the day. I wanted to celebrate the whole day. I had already asked you to take the day off. So everything was planned. In the morning I had woken up very early and quietly gone down to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for you. Something very light and warm. I know you don't like to feel stuffed in the morning. Then I walked up to your room and laid the tray on the bed. By then you had stirred up and sat in your bed. You had your robe on. It had come loose in the night. Seeing me in the bedroom with a breakfast tray laid out next to you, you were amazed. You had totally ignored to cover your cleavage. I got a good glance of it when I bent and kissed you on your lips to wish you happy birthday. I had a big card covering the entire breakfast behind it. There was small red rose in the middle of the card. Your eyes were full of wetness already. I didn't want to make you very emotional. But I wanted you to know how special you were to me. You got up and said, "I need to freshen up quickly." "It doesn't matter. Just have the breakfast and then you can brush later," I said pushing you back into bed. "I won't feel fresh. I am not comfortable being like this around you." "It doesn't matter to me. Today you get to be lazy and enjoy the day without any hang ups." You looked at me and taking my face in your palms planted a quick kiss on my lips. "Thank you so much for all this." We sat there enjoying the breakfast. I sat in the bed in front of you with the tray in between us. I fed you a few times. All the time I kept looking at you. I had never seen you so 'natural' in the morning. You looked so different, so you! No makeup and nothing done to the hair. My eyes were running all over you. You kept smiling at me. Every time I glanced at your cleavage, I seemed to get hard. You kept being 'careless' and let me enjoy the beauty. "It has been a while since I have had breakfast in bed." You said with loving eyes. "You have a loving way to please me." "That is why I want to make you feel very special today." "Just today?" you looked at me with hung face. "No. I meant I would love to please you everyday. But today I wanted to treat you especially." "I know honey." You stroked my face. "I was just pulling your leg. You make me feel special every moment. I wouldn't be myself without you around." I just smiled at you. I felt so nice in my heart that you thought so dearly of me. "I can't eat anymore," you started saying after a while. "Ok. I don't wish to force you anything today." I smiled at you. As I took the tray away, I said, "Today is your day, but I have something planned, unless you have something else in mind." "I'd like to see what you have in mind, honey," you said to me smiling with excitement. "Well then, get ready and I will let you into the surprise." With the enthusiasm of a kid, you jumped out of bed. I loved to feast my eyes on you with the robe loosely hanging on your body. Without paying much attention to how I was eating you, you went straight into the bathroom. After I cleaned up, I came into your bedroom. You were still in the shower. I could hear your blow dryer. I went to your cupboard and chose a nice dress to go out for the day- a nice V-neck top, with a lovely jeans skirt on the bottom. It had a big spit right in the middle, going quite high up. I had always loved to see your thighs when you wore that skirt. As you came out of the bathroom, you had your bathrobe on. "Oh so I'm supposed to wear this huh?" you smiled at me. "Wonder what is in store for this mom today" "Just go with the flow mom. I am sure you will love it." "I know I will, son." You hugged me hard, and pressed yourself against me. I hugged you, wrapping my hands around your waist. You smelled of that heavenly musk that you often used to tease me. "Want to do my hair today?" you asked me pointing at them. "Sure." You turned around and I made your hair just like I love it. Then I stepped out of the bedroom and I was going to get changed too. After we were in the living room, I had prepared a basket for a picnic – some sandwiches, drinks, and some cold wine. Everything was in there, ready and waiting. When you came down, I was packing it all in the car. As you walked to me, you looked stunning. This was going to be one hell of a lovely day for me! As we drove out into the countryside, I pulled up into a small parking space and into a scenic area. There were benches to sit and the place overlooked a big lake. There were some trees in the distance, with some soft ground around them to sit on. "Where do you wish to sit mom?" You looked at me and said, "where ever you like son." "No you choose. It's your day today." "Shall we sit under the tree then?" "Ok. Let's go. I will carry the basket." "Then I will carry the rug." So saying we walked to the tree and spread the rug to sit on. I put down the basket and stretched on the rug. The weather was kind to me that day. Just a day before it had been cloudy and wet. I was just hoping for some miracle, and surely the day was going my way. "Do you wish to lie down on my lap?" I asked you. You looked at me, and said, "You lie on my lap." "No. I want you to lie on mine. It's your birthday today" "So?" you looked at me with big eyes and shrugged shoulders. You were smiling lovingly. "Well I want to pamper you today." "You do that at home anyway," you said looking at me straight in my eyes. "Well so I want to pamper you out here now" "Ok." You succumb to me requests. "How do you want me to lie down?" "Here, sleep like this and put your head on my lap." I gave you directions to lie down. After you were stretched, I ran my hands through your hair. You looked into my eyes. "I'm so lucky to have you," you said to me. "With a mom like you, I am glad I was born" I looked into your eyes. I gently lowered my lips and planted a kiss on your forehead. From where you were lying down, I could see quite deep into your cleavage. I wanted to move the boundaries further that day. So I asked you, "Shall I say something to you?" "Yes my love. You can tell me anything." You looked at me with earnest eye. "You have a very lovely cleavage." I smiled slightly. You looked down at your cleavage and said, "Thank you. I am glad you say that. I sometimes think I am too old." "You have no idea how beautiful you are mom." "Am I?" you gently stroked my face. Then you gave out a sigh and looked away. I started the portable boom box and the mood got lighter. I put my palm on your eyes and asked you to close your eyes and relax for a while. "I will fall asleep." "We don't have an appointment today! You can sleep if you wish!" "Yes but I don't want to. I would like to spend time with you, son." "You are spending time with me." "But I like to see your face." You gently stroked my cheek. "Why don't you lie down for a while," you asked me. "I would feel so nice. I have not had you in my lap for a long time." "If that will please you, then ok. How do you wish to sit?" "I will just stretch out my legs and you can put your head here," you indicated to me. As I stretch on the rug, you take my head on your lap. As you looked at me, you kept stroking my cheek. The music on the radio played in the background. We sat there chatting about things. The sun was nice and warm. The air seemed fresh. After a while we decided to take a small stroll around the area, without going too far. As I got up, I helped you up. We started to walk hand in hand first. Then as we slowly got closer to each other, I slipped my hand around your waist and then we walked like that for a while. At every step, our hips were bumping softly into each other. At times I would let the hand run on your bum. Without becoming conscious you would respond with subtle encouragement. We were like two people on a date, touching, talking and exploring our selves. "Lets play a game." I suggested. "Like what?" you looked with a big question all over your face. "Umm I have a special game for us today. I just hope you will not get upset about it. It is a bit naughty." With piercing glance at me, you said, "well since you have been so nice to me, I think you could be a little naughty today. But I must warn you, no chickens." "Well it will be fun." I just said smiling. "So what is this game?" "Well I had created it a while ago. It is played between any number of people and it just helps breaking the ice. It is particularly good to know people." "So why are we playing it?" "Well there are a lot of things I don't know about you, I mean we don't know about each other." I smiled realising I had made an obvious error. "Oh so what do you wish to know?" you smiled. "Well why not just play the game? You will soon find out, if you are lucky that is!" "So it is about being lucky too huh?" "Of course. Just to be fair." "Oh well, lets play then." I took out a pack of cards and shuffled them. "Ok so now that we are only two, you pick a card that will represent 'you' and I will pick a card to represent me. For example, I will choose the King of Hearts as my card." "Ok then, I will choose the King of Diamond", you said. "Well you are a woman so choose the Queen." "Ok then I choose Queen of Hearts. Now what?" I took the two cards and after adding them into the pile, I shuffled the cards. "Now I will deal the cards to each of us, in turns, face up, until we get one of our cards. If I get your card, then you ask me a question, and if you get my card I ask you a question. If we get our own card, we just continue dealing. After all the assigned cards are dealt, we shuffle the whole deck and continue." "What kind of questions can you ask?" you looked at me with a piercing glance. "It is all a matter of choice between the players. But for now anything goes!" I said with a heavy breath. With a little hesitation you agreed. I started dealing the cards. After a while I dealt my card to you. We stopped and we both were excited. "So what do you want to ask?" you looked at me. "Would you get upset if I asked you personal questions?" "Of course not." You smiled. I gasped a breath and asked, "What do you think about me?" "You already asked me a question!" you smiled and exclaimed. "No I didn't I just was making sure. That was not my question!" I started to defend. You started smiling and giggling with a chuckle. "You are cheating. You have already had your go." "No mom. Come on that's not fair. I have asked you a question. I need the answer." You stopped laughing, and said, "Ok what was the question? Could you repeat it?" "You very well know it. Now stop playing around and answer it." You looked deep into my eyes and without shifting your eyes, you said, "You mean the world to me." I just breathed and let the moment pass by. I was eager to hear something 'different'. I realised that getting you to really 'open up' was going to be very difficult. I began to deal the cards again. You got your card and you gave out a big "Shit!" with a smile. After a few cards I got your card. I stopped and you looked at me with a piercing gaze. "What do you dream at night?" you asked me with a serious look. I looked at you. You slowly leaned forward and let me get a glance of your cleavage. I slowly moved my eyes to meet yours and said, "Sweet dreams" "You liar." You just looked at me and smiled. "It's true" I smiled. "I asked you what you dreamt about" "No you didn't. You asked me what I dreamt. And I gave you the answer." I chuckled. "Well well well. We are getting clever are we?" so saying you took the pack and shuffled it. "Lets play" and you started dealing the cards. I got your card and you looked at me. "So now mister. WHO do you dream about at night?" You added before I could open my mouth to answer, "Most of the time." "You" I just looked at you. "Do you?" you just pressed your lip between your teeth and looked at me with a seductive gaze. As you began dealing again, you got my card. I looked at you and after thinking carefully I asked you, "Do you think I am attractive?" "Very." You looked at me with a smile. As we began dealing again, the questions kept flowing. You asked me, "What do you see when you look at me?" "Most wonderful woman I love." I replied "What lengths would you go to please me?" "As much as you like." I said. "Would you be jealous if I had a girlfriend?" I asked on my turn. "Yes." You looked at me and then looked down at the cards. "What would you do if you did find someone how could fall for you?" you asked. "I would find only if I'm looking. And I ain't interested in any one." I looked at you with deep eyes. "What are the things you don't like about me?" I asked. "You are such a tease at times." I suddenly burst out laughing. "I am not!" "Of course you are. And you love it too." You were serious a bit. So I calmed down and said, "So does that bother you?" "How would you feel if I teased you?" "As if you don't" I laughed again. "I never do that." And you started giggling too. "Join the club", I said smiling. "I am already the founder member!" and we fell about laughing. We played the game for a while. We had a good laugh. When it was afternoon, we decided to have some lunch. I opened the wine, and you served the sandwiches. As we ate, birds and squirrels started to gather around. You seemed so happy about them twittering and moving about us. After lunch, we lay down side-by-side facing each other. I kept looking deep into your eyes. "I love you very much mom." "I know. And I love you too." As I rolled on my back, you moved closer and placed your head on my chest. We lay there like that for a while. I started to feel sleepy. "Take a nap if you wish," you urged me. "No. I want to stay awake." "You silly Billy. Go on. It is fine with me. In fact I want you to take a nap. I want to see you sleep." I smiled to you. After a quiet moment, I woke up. You were still next to me. When I woke up, you stroked my face gently. "You sleep like an angel, like a snoring angel," you laughed with a giggle. I smiled at you. As I got up, I saw the sun on the horizon. It was colouring your face with such beauty. Your eyes seemed to encapsulate the sun. "Wish to take a walk?" I asked you. "Sure. I would love it." You took my hand and we got up. As we walked slowly, the breeze was caressing our skin, with your gentleness. Your fragrance was haunting me. I was holding on your waist as we walked and our hips kept dancing with each other gently. As we slowed down, we touched our heads together and I squeezed your shoulders to hug you. "I hope you enjoyed it so far." You stopped and looking deep in my eyes, caressed my cheeks and gently kissed me on my lips with a soft touch. "Everything you do is out of this world my love." "Happy birthday mom." I kissed you on your cheek. You hugged me firmly and I could see your eyes getting wet. "Oh I'm so sorry. Don't cry. I didn't mean to make you emotional." I was trying to stop your tears. "I love you honey." You said smiling with flooded eyes. I hugged you firmly. "I love you mom. I love you very much." After a moment of silence we started walking again. To make you smile, I gently placed my hand on your bum as we were walking. You moved your hand and touched my bum too. We looked at each other and smiled. "Let me know when you wish to leave." "Sure. Any time you wish honey. That was a lovely present. Thank you so much." "Huh?!" I looked at you with surprise. "It ain't even started yet mom!" "Really? Wow what more can a mom have?!" you looked excited. "Well you will soon find out in the evening when we are home." "Why? What is at home?" you asked me in surprise. "Well you will find out. You don't want the surprise ruined now would you?" "Oh no. I love your surprises. Come on then. Quick." You started giggling. "Its ok mom. It won't run away." "I'm not hurrying for that. I am desperate for a wee." We both started laughing and on the way home I kept teasing you with thoughts of a trickle of water, and the leaking tap. You kept telling me off for that "I will wet this car if you don't stop." You threatened me. "Go ahead. I know you won't." I dared you. "Please stop teasing me." You said with a baby face. "Ok." Soon enough we got home. to be continued... Buttonnose Ch. 04 This is the fourth chapter in the series. I loved writing every paragraph of it. On the occasion of mother's day, I wanted to send this out to every loving mother who wants to enjoy reading it. Thanks for all the emails again. I have enjoyed receiving them just as much as I have enjoyed writing this story. As always, keep them coming. I love hearing from all of you. ___________________ Chapter 4 – Birthday present: The massage Once we had got back to our home, you had rushed to the toilet. I kept laughing. It was so funny to see you so desperate. “Its not funny” you said when you came into the kitchen while I put the basket away. Then I asked you to wait in the living room. I quickly got to my room, got your dress and laid it on your bed. Then I came into the living room. “Now go into your bedroom and see the present” I smiled at you. While you were in your bedroom, I cleared up the kitchen table, laid some candles and petals on it, laid the table for dinner and then heated up the meal. I saw you come out of the bedroom with the dress on. “Is this what you had in mind?” you asked me standing in front of me, with a loving smile in your eyes. You looked drop dead gorgeous, and I could not stop eating you. You weren’t wearing anything underneath and the dress was just right in accentuating your curves. You posed for me and turned around so I could eat you all over. “I must look nice in this, I can see in your eyes!” you said smiling at me. “You look lovely mom” I could not get my eyes off you. “Thank you my love, it is really beautiful.” You kissed me on my lips with a quick gentleness. You looked deep in my eyes. “It is a lovely present.” “You make the dress look so much more beautiful,” I said to you looking deep in the eyes. At this you could not help but come close and give me a big hug. I could feel your whole body melt in my arms, as you pressed yourself on me. I ran my hands all over you, touching you all over through the dress. The feel of it over your skin with nothing underneath was tantalising my fingers. I was hugging you very close to me. I ran my hands on your waist and touched your bum. You ran your fingers through my hair, and then planted a few kisses on my cheek. You were melting in my arms. “Now if I may go and get ready my self, just give me a few minutes and I will be right there mom.” I rushed and got changed. When I joined you in the living room, I turned on the stereo and put on the CD you like very much. Taking your hand in mine, I asked you for a dance. You looked deep in my eyes and with a smile joined me to dance. We danced for a while. All the time I would look at your eyes, then your body from head to toe, and eat with every inch of your beauty. You probably knew exactly what was going on in my mind. Every step and move you made was suggesting that you were enjoying every moment of it. Even now it makes me think, that may be you were glad to know that I had the same cravings for you as you had for me. It probably had amazed you a little at start and you were taking time to create the next move on me. But I think you were glad that I desired you just as much as you desired me. After a while you wanted to sit down for a while. So we took a break. After I opened the bottle of Champagne, you were surprised for the special treatment. I filled our glasses and we had a toast. “Many happy returns of the day mom” “Cheers honey.” We enjoyed a few glasses. Then as we got ready to have our meals, we sat down close to each other at the table. I was sitting on your right at the table, instead of opposite. You wanted me close to you today. All the while I looked at you and your eyes. The dress had think straps and left your shoulders to become victim to my gaze as I ate them with my eyes. As you leaned on the table, your cleavage would give me an extra feast at times. The candlelight had cast a special glow on your face. The Champagne had drenched your eyes in emotions and I could see them glitter in the shimmering light. As we ate our dinner, the CD kept playing our songs one after the other. You seemed to be enjoying the food, so I was pleased. All the while you kept giggling and making innuendos. You were getting to be drunk by the minute. After two bottles of Champagne, we had opened some more bottles of cocktails. You were enjoying drinking and getting drunk. The more you enjoyed the more you were flirting with me. After a while you stopped. “I am stuffed. I cannot eat anymore.” “Ok mom. Take a break for a while. Then if you feel like it you can have some more. Anyway the dessert is yet to follow. So have some room for it.” “I need to digest some of the meal then. I can’t possibly eat any more.” “Well then, can I have a dance with you?” You smiled and offered your hand. When you got up, you started giggling. You were very tipsy. “I think I’m drunk a little bit. That wine has gone straight to my head, love.” “Oh don’t worry mom, you will be all right.” “You will have to be careful honey. You will have to take care of me if I slip.” “Always my pleasure mom.” As we started dancing slowly, you wrapped your hands around my neck and clung to me close to my chest. I could feel that you were leaning on me. I could feel your weight slightly more now, than before. I slowly placed my hands around your waist and danced with you slowly. As we danced, the music seemed more and more emotional and romantic. “I love this song.” You whispered. As you danced, you ran your hands on my back, and kissed my neck a few times, ran your fingers through my hair. I started to rub your back and caress you a little. With every gesture you made, I reciprocated with one of mine, and then you responded to it and on it went. Soon I was running my hands closer to your bum. At one time, jokingly, I caressed them by holding them in my hands gently. “If you were my girlfriend I would have loved to do that mom,” I joked. “I would love that too. Do I have to pretend?” you smiled looking at me with naughty eyes. “In fact I love your bum too.” You said. You were running your hands all over my bum. By now I had my hands around your neck and you had yours on my bum. As we danced you kept caressing my bum. “I am sure if you were my boyfriend, I wouldn’t stop doing this.” “I am not asking you to either.” I smiled at you. “You don’t mind huh?” you looked at me with giggly eyes. “Nope, I don’t. In fact I like it.” “Uuuuuu!” you cooed like a teenager. Then suddenly you laughed out loud. “How about if I did more?” “Like what?” “I don’t know. We are awfully close you know. And I think I am completely drunk right now. I wouldn’t know if I did anything wrong.” You were surely drunk. You were so merry and having a good time. You had not stopped smiling and flirting all evening. But I had not gotten you drunk on purpose. It had just happened. I think you wanted to get drunk that night. I think just like me you had planned it to be the night where we could change our relationship forever. Having sensed my planning you had let yourself go and decided to go along with the plan. “Well you wouldn’t do anything wrong. And I wouldn’t mind anyway. Between us anything goes.” “Really?” you looked at me with a naughty smile. “Yes. Feel free tonight. Be yourself.” I smiled at you. “I am thinking you have got me drunk on purpose.” You smiled at me. “Now why would I do that?” I smiled at you. All the while we were slowly dancing to the rhythm. Our bodies were bumping gently as we moved. “So you won’t tell me off if I do something out of the ordinary?” “Why should I mom? I love everything you do.” “You surely don’t know your mom then.” “Well I would love to get to know you then.” All the time you were dancing slowly, our faces were close to each other. You kept looking deep in my eyes. “Just be yourself mom. Don’t worry about anything. You don’t have to hold back with me.” I encouraged you to be yourself. We started to sway gently again on the music. After a while, the music seemed to have become 10 times more romantic. As we danced slowly, our hands started to explore each other’s bodies more hungrily. I could feel you holding and caressing my bum, while you pressed your hips hard on my crotch. By now, even I was feeling raunchy. As we were dancing we changed our dance moves a couple of times. When you were dancing with your back toward me, you slowly succumbed and closed in into my arms. I hugged you firmly in my arms and we danced like that for a while. I had held you very close in my arms. You loved it and were melting in my hug. I kissed the back of your neck a few times and it sent chills up your spine. You were pulling on my arms and wrapping yourself in my hug. I was running my hands ‘accidentally’ on your breasts as I moved them around. We had locked our fingers together and you had wrapped my hands around you. I could feel my erection being pressed on your bum. I didn’t make any attempts to be discreet because your moves were encouraging me all the time. Your moves were becoming a lot more erotic and seductive. You were trying to seduce me into a more erotic dance form. After a while you had flung your hands behind around my neck and had leaned on me. We were touching our cheeks close, and you were running your fingers through my hair. I was hugging you close, top to bottom, over and over again, caressing and holding on your waist and running my hands over your breasts and pulling you closer to me. You kept grinding your bum on my erection which was like a rock by now. As you turned around, you had lust filled in your eyes. Then slowly you started to kiss me gently on my neck and cheek. As you kissed me, you hugged me and continued planting kisses. All the time we kept swaying to the music. And then as you kept kissing me, you slowly moved the kisses from the cheeks to my lips. With a small kiss planted on my lips in a brief moment, you halted and stared at me for a while. I just looked at you. I caressed your back and I seemed to have put you at ease. My heart had stopped beating and I was breathing very heavy. Your lips had touched me for a brief moment. But I could not forget the feeling. I hugged you close and I started kissing you on your cheek. I caressed your bum and hugged you. You pulled me closer to you and pressed your hips against mine. As I slowly kissed you on the cheek, I moved my lips and planted a gentle kiss on your lips. This time I was a little longer. As I continued the kiss, I could feel your hand running through my hair on the back of my head, and I hugged you on the back, wrapping my arms around you. Squeezing you in my arms, I slowly tilted you and continued kissing your lips. By now, you had melted in my arms. Your breathing had raced out of bounds and my masculine hug had brought out the sensual femininity inside you. You were no longer just my mom anymore. As we slowly parted lips, I slide my tongue in your mouth. You seemed to have caught in a surprise cause you jumped a little in my arms. Easing the pace I let you take it gently. And then settling in my arms again, you took my tongue and started sucking on it. By now, I was hugging you so hard, that I could feel your breasts pressing on my chest. I was running my hands all over you. You kept on reciprocating by kissing me back just as passionately. After we stopped the kiss, you hugged me close and running your hand through my hair, you whispered in my ear, “I love you.” “I love you too,” I hugged you harder to assure you. For a while we had become silent. When we came out of the hug, we just looked at each other. “That was a lovely dance,” you smiled and blushed. “It was my pleasure.” I held you in my hands at the waist. “I feel very tipsy.” You were not able to hold your balance. “I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to sleep early tonight mom.” “I could sit with you and sleep in your lap if you wish to watch a movie.” “I think I have something better than that for tonight. If you don’t mind I was thinking of giving you a full body massage.” You looked at me deeply into my eyes. For a moment you didn’t say much. “I never knew you knew how to give massage,” you looked with sparkling eyes. “Well I am no expert. But I would like to treat you for one on your birthday.” Smiling softly, you agree. “I am probably going to be a little shy with it. So just bear with me.” “Don’t worry mom. I will take it very easy.” “Where would you like to have the massage?” I asked. “You tell me. I am going to be in your hands.” You giggled. “In your bed if you wish. That way you can fall asleep.” You agreed. “I will shut all the lights here and clear the table. Till then you can get changed and wait for me. I will be there soon.” “Ok honey.” You slowly walked to your bedroom, glancing back before you stepped into it. You were surely a bit tipsy. As I got into you bedroom, you were sitting in your bed with your bathrobe on. I looked at you. I had a bottle of body lotion, my favourite White musk. You looked at me, “How does it work? What am I supposed to do?” “Just take your robe off and lie on your tummy on the bed.” “Do I lie down naked?” you looked at me with a bit of thrill and amazement in your voice. “Yeah. But if you are going to feel shy you can take a little cover of a towel.” “I guess I will try that for now.” I passed you your towel and you draped it on your back covering your bum as you took off your robe. As you lay on your tummy, I asked you to put your hands at either side, straight, and to relax. I shed some of my clothes and got into my shorts. I climbed into the bed on one side of your feet. I asked you to part your legs a little. I poured some cream on my palm and I rubbed it a little and placed my palms on your legs and rubbed it over your calves and thighs. You quivered and shouted, “Oh, it is cold! The cream it is very cold. It is freezing.” I smiled and said, “Well, I know. Just for a minute though. Then it will be ok.” I started at your ankles, massaging your feet at the base, and you started to squirm, “Don’t tickle me, please,” you begged me. I smiled, “I am not tickling you, I’m sorry. I’ll try to be rough a little so that it does not tickle. Ok?” I massaged your ankles and your calves. Then I massaged your thighs slowly and firmly. As I moved my hands over them, you seemed to get excited. I could see goose bumps all over your body. The sight of you lying on the bed with nothing but a towel draped over your naked bum was a dream. I slowly massaged your thigh, moving my fingers deeper in between them slowly. I touched you gently, savouring every moment of it. Your flesh felt like butter on my fingers. The mere touch probably was melting it. The thought of touching your thighs was getting me excited so much that I had began to get aroused. I was trying to keep my thoughts at bay. But looking at you all in my hands was too much for my erection to take in. As I slowly massaged your thighs and the inner thighs, you started getting more excited. My touch got you breathing heavy. I responded by slowly moving my hands deeper between your thighs. As you felt my touch closing in deeper in between your thighs, you sighed softly with delight. “Oh this feels really nice. You surely know how to do it.” “I’m glad you are enjoying.” With every stroke I was savouring the feeling of your flesh on my fingertips. I was trying to be as soft and gentle as possible. As I got deeper between your legs you parted your legs slowly and gently. You didn’t say a word. My heart skipped a beat. And I decided to carry on without any notice. This time I moved in and sat in between your legs. That gave me a better reach between your thighs. I continued massaging gently closer in between your legs. With every touch closer to the valley in between those warm thighs, I could feel your breathing get heavy. I knew you were enjoying it and I wanted to carry on like that. Every time I moved my hands in circles and got closer in between your thighs, you sighed with a heavy breath. With every stroke I was trying to get closer to the warm valley between the legs. You seemed to be feeling my desires, cause you were sighing in anticipation with every stroke. Hearing your breathing and feeling your responses I decided to move in deeper. As I massaged in circles, at times I seemed to be close enough to feel the warmth in between your thighs as my fingers touched your tender labia softly for a moment or two. You seemed to be enjoying it so much that you reciprocated my massage by moving your hips a little bit in rhythm. The warmth in there was getting me the shivers of my life. The tenderness felt magical on my fingers. I kept doing it for a while. Then you gently pulled the towel higher up the back, and exposed a little of your bum. It gave me a beautiful sight between the thighs. I could clearly see in between your thighs, and the tender cheeks of your bum. Then you moved your legs apart more, and then lay still in anticipation. I realised the hint and taking it as a sign of encouragement, I poured some cream on my hand and started massaging the inner thighs very close to your cunt. With every stroke I made contact with the outer lips of your cunt. It was warm in there. My heart was heavy now. I could hear your breathing heavy and you were enjoying it all through. With every stroke I kept brushing closer to the labia. With every stroke, I made a slower pass on them with my fingers brushing on them gently. I kept doing this for a while, slowly and gently. After a little more massaging you gently slid down the bed toward me a little to feel more of my fingers in between the thighs. My heart was beating outside my chest now. I was feeling excited and horny at the same time. I continued rubbing my fingers close to your cunt while I kept massaging your thighs. Now you were moving your hips a little more and moaning deeply. With every movement of your hips my fingers were touching your labia deeper and you wanted me to carry on like that. I wanted to please you in every way that you wanted me to that night and so I moved in deeper and started rubbing my fingers harder and deeper in between your cunt lips. I could feel the wet warm tenderness of the labia on my fingers. Every time my fingers dug in between those soft tender lips, it felt like kisses on my fingers. Wet and warm kisses. They were sensual enough to burn my fingertips with desire and erotic enough to arouse me beyond my dreams. Now I poured some cream on my middle finger and slowly rubbed it in between your labia, pressing it gently deep in between the cunt lips. I could feel the warm wetness that had developed. You let out long erotic sighs and I could feel your pleasure in your moans. I slowly rubbed some more cream on your vagina a little and stimulated your clitoris by gently rubbing my finger on it. You moaned as you moved your bum in rhythm to enjoy the feeling. You parted your legs further to encourage me and then sliding down a little bit on the bed, you moved your hips to press your cunt harder on my fingers. You wanted me to dig in deeper. You had your face on one side, and your cheek half pressed into the pillow with ecstasy, and your eyes shut, enjoying the feeling; you were very excited. You moved your hips slowly up and around to feel me touch you tenderly. I loved to see you get excited like this. There had been no other pleasure for me than to see you happy. And the fact that I was pleasing you so much tonight was making me go over the moon. I caressed your vagina with my fingers for long, making you squirm your hips; you were enjoying it and asking for more. I slowly touched your vagina with my middle finger, and slowly let it stimulate you inside. I let it slide in gently and I heard you moan with delight as you raised your bum slightly and pushed on it gently and slowly to take it all the way in. “mmmmmm!” you moaned as you sank on my finger taking it all inside your wet cunt. It felt like your lips were sucking on it. Expect I couldn’t feel the teeth.! It felt so erotic, that by now I was dripping pre-cum. I fingered you a little with my middle finger inside your vagina and stimulated your clitoris with my thumb. You kept moving your hips up and around taking all the finger in and letting it slide all the way out. All the time, I made sure I kept on touching your clitoris. Buttonnose Ch. 04 After a while I could hear you getting close to orgasm. So I continued and within minutes you went through a long one. I could see you squirming in pleasure as I continued gently fingering and stimulating your cunt. I didn’t want you to climb down from the peak that I had enabled you to climb. I wanted you to stay there for a while and enjoy the feeling. So I continued stimulating you gently, rubbing on your clitoris. Your cunt had now swollen and was very wet with juices. I kept on fingering you. Now slowly I touched your bum with my other hand. I gently stroked it and squeezed the bums while I fingered you. I moved my finger around and touched and stimulated your G-spot. You seemed to react to it and enjoyed the stimulation. Your cunt felt so good on my finger. “Oh this massage feels so good honey. I never knew you were so good at giving massage,” you softly whispered. It was almost like you were talking to yourself. Then with your eyes closed and your face to one side you softly sighed to me, “I must be dead because it sure feels like heaven.” “Just relax and enjoy it,” I said, massaging you a little more on your vagina. “Oh I am enjoying it surely!” you moaned softly. “You can massage me like this all night honey.” That got me rock hard right there. I was so thrilled that I was pleasing you. I was hardly breathing by now. “You will have to loose this towel now mom.” “That’s ok son. I don’t think I will need it any way.” You blushed. Then I asked you to close your feet together, and I climbed over your feet, with my feet on either side. I slowly took the towel away. Your full figure stretched naked was in sight of my eyes. I was hard as rock. I took some more cream and rubbed it on your bum gently. “Uh.” You sighed at the coldness touching you. I slowly massaged you on your bum, doing one cheek at a time. Every time I massages your bum cheeks, one after the other, it felt so sexual. You have the most luscious bum and I loved every minute of massaging it. I spent a long time squeezing your bum cheeks and moving my fingers on it. I massaged you at the waist, and the hips. I pressed your hips and waist and got the stress out gently. “Oh, that feels so good”, you gave out a moan as I pressed hard on your waist. “Tell me if you want it harder, or more in a particular area. Ok? ” “You are the best, honey. You are doing just fine.” I slowly shifted up and I straddled over your bum. You giggled a little, “Um I think this massage just got interesting!” and you smiled and looked at me. “No just stay still and relax”. I took a little more cream and poured it all over your back. “I think it is time for you to loose your boxers son.” you teased me with a giggle. “I think I will hang on to them a little bit more.” I massaged your back firmly running my hands all over it, over the shoulder blades and the back. I pressed your waist and I massaged it firmly. I pressed your shoulder blades at the back firmly. You must have been very tired to feel so good when massaged. I spent a little more time, doing your back, and then I massaged your shoulders on the top and the side of your neck a little. You were quiet for a long while. After I had done your back I got off you. “Ok, then. I need you to turn over.” I gently asked you to turn over. “You need to loose your boxers now. Otherwise this isn’t fair anymore.” “Come on mom. Don’t be shy.” “You don’t shy me! I have seen you before. So loose them.” You giggled at me. “You can drape the towel over if you want.” I said. I started once again at your ankles, and slowly moved to the thighs. You looked at me inquisitively when I was massaging your thighs. After glancing at me for a while you closed your eyes, turned your head on a side on the pillow and slowly parted your legs and placed your hands under the pillow. I looked at you and I saw a small naughty grin on your face. Your eyes were closed. I climbed in the middle in between the legs and began to massage your inner thighs, slowly and gently in turns, getting deeper with ever circle of my hands. You sighed with heavy breaths and smiled. I could see the bliss on your face as I massaged your inner thighs. The towel was covering your hips and was getting in my way a little. I think you had sensed it. My heart had stopped beating. You opened your eyes and looked at me with a grin, “I loose the towel, and you loose the shorts.” “Ok mom.” I got off the bed, and slowly slipped out of my shorts. You took a long look at my erection. “Now don’t embarrass me ok mom?” “I won’t. I couldn’t help that’s all.” You blushed a little and then took your eyes off my erection. “It is ok you know. You don’t have to be embarrassed because of me,” you said with a little bit of serious intentions. With closed eyes you relaxed, and I saw the bliss on your face. I gently massaged you in between your legs for a few times and you moaned slowly turning your head on the side, pressing it in the pillow. I slowly moved my hands closer and deeper in between your thighs and saw you squirming as I gently touched your vagina a few times, caressing it gently. “Uh!” you moaned heavily. You bent the knees and parted the legs more. My heartbeat became twice as fast. Looking at you with spread legs, I could hardly breath. But I wanted to please you all the way tonight. So I rubbed a little cream on my fingers and I massaged your vagina a little, gently moving my fingers in circles over it and stimulating the clitoris with my thumb. You were squirming with pleasure, moaning heavily. “It feels good!” you said to me in a very soft voice. I caressed your vagina a little more and then I slowly slid my middle finger inside, and I heard you give out a long soft moan. You moved your hips as you took my finger inside gently. I curled the finger and touched your G-spot tenderly pressing it with the tip of my finger. You were breathing heavily that moment and squirming with pleasure. By your breathing and moaning I knew that you were close to cumming. I had never seen you cum before, let alone help you to it. So I didn’t want to loose this wonderful dream this time. I kept rubbing and fingering you in your cunt. Now I employed both hands, one to finger you inside and the other to stimulate your clitoris. By now you were thrashing on the bed like a fish out of water. Your floods of ecstasy were pouring out of your cunt one after another. I kept fingering you. You must have had at least a dozen orgasms. By now I had become so hard, that some pre-cum had began to ooze out of my erection. But I was too absorbed in getting you cumming to even think of my arousal. After a few minutes of this high passion, I got my finger off gently and slowed the caress and you slowly seemed to ease off. As I moved my hands over to your waist I asked you to close your legs together and I straddled you again at your waist. You opened your eyes and smiled at me. “This is a very interesting position we are in” you smile at me with a very naughty look on your face. “I am just going to massage your chest. That’s all,” I put a straight face, but I couldn’t help smiling. You looked at my erection and looking deep in my eyes, you said, “I could give you a massage too.” “Well tonight it’s your night and so I will give you the massage.” You wrapped your fingers around my hard prick and stroked it gently. When I looked at you with wide eyes, you shrugged your shoulders and said, “It’s my birthday today and you told me to be myself. You promised me you will not tell me off on anything!” you giggled a little. I just smile at you, “I know. It is ok.” I put some cream on my hands and I rubbed it all over your chest and tummy. I massaged your tummy just a little bit, and then I circled my hands around your breasts, massaging them in circles and pushing them up as I massaged them around. “I am surely going to die in a minute” you whispered to yourself again, “Oh, It feels so good” you moaned softly. I gently massaged your breasts one by one. They had never felt that heavenly before. But then I had never given you a massage like this before. I rubbed your shoulders, and then I took your hands one at a time. I massaged your arms and elbows, I cracked your fingers gently and then I massaged your biceps. All the while you kept looking at me with seducing looks. “I just hope this massage never ends,” you smiled at me. “No, it is nearly done. Too much massage will give you body ache.” I asked you to sit up in the bed. I moved to your back and I massaged my fingers in your hair, massaging your scalp with a little bit of hair oil. Your hair was dry and smooth, fragrant and long. After I massaged your hair I decided to comb it just a little bit. “There. All done. Now you can sleep peacefully tonight.” I kissed you gently. “Will you let me sleep in your arms tonight?” you looked at me with sleepy eyes. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.” “Of course, you can mom,” I came close to you, and sat next to you on the bed. I slowly parted your hair from your face and caressed your cheek with my palm. “Aren’t your hands hurting?” you asked softly, “Can I kiss them better?” You smiled at me. “Don’t worry, I will be ok.” I smiled at you. “That was a very good massage” you took my palms and kissed them gently. “You can massage me anytime from now on.” You pulled on my hands and urged me to get in the bed. “Don’t worry about the night dress, just get into bed as you are.” “I have to shut the lights. I will be right back.” I pulled the sheets over you and tucked you in the bed. I soon shut all the lights off and got under the sheets. You weren’t wearing anything. Nor was I! to be CUNTinued.... Buttonnose Ch. 05 This is the fifth and final part in the Buttonnose series. I have loved and enjoyed writing it, receiving appreciation from all of you and knowing that you have enjoyed reading it just as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Even though I couldn't reply to all the individual emails, I have greatly appreciated your feedback. Hope you enjoy this part just as much. I would love to hear more feedback. While I'm thinking about my next work, do send me your ideas and feedbacks. This series has been dedicated to the most wonderful person I have loved, and who has loved me just as much in return - Buttonnose! _________________________________ I shut the lights off and got into bed under the sheets with you. As soon as I was in the bed, you rolled and snuggled close to me. As you moved close to me you hugged and pulled me closer to you, and nudged face on my neck, kissing my neck gently a few times. Your lips were hot and I felt hard. Neither of us had anything on, so I could feel your warm tender skin all over me. It made me very aroused and I got harder by the minute. As I moved about while I was hugging you, you sensed it and moved to accommodate my erection. You gently touched it started to stroke it, encouraging it to grow. All the while you planted kisses on my neck and chest. As I cuddled you close to me, you sighed with a heavy breath. “Oh this feels so nice,” you sighed as you clung on to me firmly. I lay on my side, and hugged you close to me. Our legs intertwined and caressed each other, the thighs touching and tugging on one another. I could feel your breath on my chest as you placed your forehead close to me on my neck and pressed your cheek close to me. You planted a soft kiss on my chest and we became still for a long time. I loved to feel your tenderness touching all over me. It aroused me so much. You seemed to know it; you kept caressing me on my hips and bum, and pulling it closer to yourself. That made my prick poke you. You seemed to love the feel of it on your tummy. You kissed me gently all over my chest, assuring me that you were loving all of it. You slowly moved up and started kissing me on the neck and the chin. Then you moved up and our eyes met and you kissed me gently on my lips. As I kissed you back, I didn’t know how to respond appropriately, cause my erection was poking you in between your thighs. As you kissed me, you moved your hips and rubbed my prick. Your kisses became more passionate and hot. You were sliding your tongue in my mouth. I started to lick it, sucking it gently. With every minute of the kiss, you were burning with passion. You were hugging me firmly. Slowly you eased and paused. Then you kissed my neck and ear gently. Then you whispered in my ear, “I don’t wish to sleep tonight. I hope that’s ok with you.” “Same here,” I assured you with a caress on your cheek. “I need you more than I have ever needed you before.” You sighed softly. “I’m all your.” Hearing that seemed to have ignited the flame of million years inside you. You got lustful, and pulled on me passionately. I was caressing your back gently, completely taken aback with your passion. “Don’t hold back.” You looked deep in my eyes and kissing my neck you had whispered in my ears. “Be yourself. I’m yours too. All yours.” I was on my back. You were lying next to me, partially on top, our legs intertwined with love. You were resting on an elbow, and with the other hand, slowly massaging my prick, while you were kissing me gently on the lips. You moved your hands slowly and gently, all along the shaft. You nudged against me and pressed yourself close to me. Your fragrance was haunting me. Your soft skin caressed my palms as I touched you. I couldn’t help but kiss you on your lips. You kissed me gently on my chest. Then a little more, and then you started to move your kisses lower to my waist. Once there, you stopped, moved a little and then slowly took the hard prick in your mouth. I was so thrilled with the sensation. I didn’t know how to control myself. I stroked your hair and hoped you would take that as the sign of encouragement. I loved the way you kept teasing and licking it all the way along its length. You licked and kissed it a long time slowly and gently. You kept rubbing it against your wet lips. The friction was sensational. All the time you kept touching and caressing my balls, my thighs. You kept rubbing your lips all along the length. Gently, with your lips wet and hot. The tongue licked at times, and my prick had become a lollypop in your mouth. You kept licking and sucking it with your lips. After a long time you slowly moved over to me, and looked deep in the eyes. You continued massaging my prick with your hand. Your touch was very gentle and sensual. You were like the maiden from heaven. I rolled you over on your back and with one arm around your neck, hugged you firmly. I pinned you down in the bed, and kissed you gently on your lips. You melted in my arms, cuddling yourself into my hug. I felt your palms caress my back as you hugged me firmly to you. I kissed your cheeks, your eyelids, and your nose. You held my arms and pulled me closer to you with every kiss. We kissed each other for a very long time, wetting our lips with every kiss, and licking our tongues as we kissed each other. Your heavy warm breathing was igniting passion like I had never felt. I paused for a moment, and I looked at you. Your eyes were full of love and it seemed like you had waited for this for an eternity. I slowly moved in between your legs and positioned on your waist. As you held my prick you gently rubbed it a few times on your wet vagina and then let me inside you gently. I sank inside you slowly. As I sank deeper, you moaned and pulled me closer. “Oh baby, I love you so much.” You hugged me firmly, and caressed my head on the back. You pulled my hips and encouraged me to slide in deeper. “Now stay there all night”, you told me. “I want you all tonight. I have been waiting to be loved for so long.” “I am here now. The waiting is over.” I kissed you on your lips lovingly. As I kissed you I dug deeper inside your cunt. You held my bum and pulled me inside, your cunt was sucking on my prick hungrily. It felt so wonderful, so heavenly. Every moment that I was inside you, I could feel the bliss of your cunt. I slid in and out for a while gently, and you enjoyed by moving in rhythm with me. We stayed there in each other’s arms. I slid in and out for a long while, going slow and deep inside, feeling your warm wetness all around my prick. It felt like heaven inside you. I felt your vagina, wet and warm, squeezing on my hard prick as I slowly slid in and out. With every movement it milked my prick gently. It felt just like the time when you had it in your mouth. Your hunger for me was overpowering. You were in heat and wanted to have all of me all at once. You kept kissing me and pulling me closer. Your legs were wrapped tightly around my hips. You were digging your calves in my thighs and pulling me closer. I had to calm you down. You just looked at me and said, “I want you to have me for all the night. You have no idea how happy you have made me today baby.” “I will mom. I want to have you all night too.” “Don’t hold back. Promise me that.” “I promise.” You encouraged me while you caressed my face and head and kissed my chest with your wet lips. I loved to feel your kisses on my chest while making love to you. I fucked you slow and deep. With every stroke you encouraged me with your caressing and kissing. You must seem to have waited for this for a long time. All the desire was flooding out now. You went through one orgasm after another. The moans and sighs I had never heard from you, were so erotic and encouraging. It seemed you were enjoying like never before. Every time I encouraged you, “Yes mom, give it to me, give me all your juices”. I was so excited, I could hardly hold back any longer myself and you told me it was ok. “Go on, don’t hold it back. Don’t worry. I’m on the pill, ” and I exploded inside you with pleasure flowing through me like a river. You held me close while I squirmed with pleasure. And then I slowly lay on you as I collapsed on top of you and you held me in your arms. “That felt nice”, you said, while caressing my face as I looked at you. “I was waiting for this moment all this time.” “Oh yes I did too” I whispered in your ear. I rolled over with you in my arms and now you were on top, and I was lying on the bed on my back. I had my arm still around you, hugging you closely. You lay on top on my chest. We stayed there kissing each other for a long time. And after a while of silence we seemed to have fallen asleep. I woke up in the night. It wasn’t a long time. But it surely felt a few hours. You were still in my arms, sleeping peacefully. My mom! All this time I used to dream of sleeping with you. At nights I used to imagine your naked skin caress me. I used to think of your hands all over me. In the morning I used to wake with an eagerness of having your cunt milk my prick. And tonight I had you. All to myself like I always dreamed of. I had your love and your juices. I had made you happy and full of bliss. I had massaged you and treated you with all the attention. You were sleeping peacefully. Surely, you had been very tired. I felt so glad that I was able to give you the massage tonight. In my mind I hoped that it helped you to relax. I looked at you in the dark. The light through the window showed me your face tenderly and I gazed at your lips for long, your eyes closed and in deep sleep. I looked at your neck and your hair, flowing all over it. I couldn’t stop myself so I kissed you softly on your cheek. I moved a little and kissed your lips. You moved a little in your sleep, my kisses seemed to have stirred you up. You have always been a light sleeper. You looked at me with sleepy eyes and turned a little to me. Realising that I was kissing you, you hugged me close and kissed me back. Putting your arms around me, and pulling me closer you kissed more sensually. First you started slowly and lovingly. You must have been sleepy, because I felt your hug sluggish as you pulled me with a minimal tug. You were urging me to get closer to you. It seemed as if you had been drained of all energy. As I rolled on top of you, I positioned my self between your legs. You parted them slowly, and caressed my bum. I rubbed my prick on your cunt. My prick was hard by all the soft caress of your nakedness. “Fuck me, have me. I want you inside me.” You sighed in my ear. I gently guided my prick and pressed on your cunt. As it dug in you moved to take it in deep. After I had sunk, you wrapped your legs around me. “I love you.” I started sliding inside your cunt slowly and deep. I felt your cunt milk my prick steadily and sensually. I loved the feeling of fucking you. You felt so good around me. I didn’t want to stop. Just then you said to me, “Take your time. I want to feel you like this for a long time.” It suddenly made me so hard. You felt me grow inside. “Yes baby, I know what you like. And I love it too. So have me. Fuck me as much as you like.” After a few strokes, I started gaining some speed and thrust. I started pounding deeper and harder. With every stroke, you gave out a sexy moan and kept encouraging me. “Oh yes baby, fuck me, fuck me hard. I love it. Oh yes give it to me. Oh I love you so much.” You had your legs up across my chest around my neck. I was banging inside you. The bed kept rocking every time I came down on you and dug inside your cunt. As I got the rhythm, you let me bang you deep and hard and kept encouraging with your moans. I fucked you like that for a while. You went through loads of orgasms. Every time you climaxed, you clinched your cunt, and I felt it squeeze my prick. I felt your hot juices wash my prick. That was such an erotic feeling. Every time you climaxed, I kissed you on your lips, on your neck. I encouraged you to enjoy it as much as you wanted. “You have me all to yourself mom. I love to please you and would love to please you all the time.” “You do a very fine job son.” I kept sliding inside you for a long time. For now you must have woken up quite well. “Shall I go on top? You must be getting tired. I want you to enjoy this as much as I am enjoying it.” “I am ok mom. Do you wish to go on top?” “Yes I would love that.” You seemed excited with that thought. You had developed an insatiable lust for me. So we changed positions and you got on top of me. As I lay on the bed, you had your legs one on each side. As you positioned on my prick, you took it and guided it inside your cunt. As I slid inside, I rammed you a little with few strokes. “Oh yes baby, fuck me. I want your prick to ram me deep.” Your talk was getting me very horny. I held your bum with my hands and started to move it on the prick as I dug deeper inside your cunt and rammed you really hard. “Oh yes, oh fucking hell, it feels so good. Oh you are such a darling.” I rammed you for a while like that. You loved every bit of it. You came a lot of times. I could feel your juices flowing down my thighs and balls. That made me hornier. “Oh you know how to please me. You are so good. And all this time I have missed you so much.” “Not anymore mom. You have me all to yourself mom. I am here for you anytime you want me.” “And I am here anytime you would like to have me son. Anytime. I mean it.” We fucked until I came in your cunt again. As I eased and calmed, you kept kissing me on my lips, cheeks, and neck. You gave me love bites all over. I was happily encouraging you all the time. Your passion was flooding me by now. “I love you. I love you so much.” “I love you too.” We slept in each other’s arms that night. We made love on and off all through the night. Once I remember we were quite awake. It must be about 4am in the morning. We seemed surprisingly fresh after having fucked each other for several times during the night. I could smell the fragrance of our cum juices in the bed. It was erotic and sensual at the same time. We had fucked for a long time on and off. Every time you had been encouraging me to have you any way I liked. You wanted me to fuck you in any way I liked. You wanted me to use you. Every time you kept getting wilder and lustier. Your moans and words were getting very slutty and you kept encouraging me no matter what I did. You seemed to be enjoying every thing I did. I remember the time when I was fucking you doggy, and you had gone completely wild. You kept moaning loudly and encouraged me to fuck the hell out of your cunt. I was so turned on, that I wasn’t sure if I was hurting you. “Am I hurting you mom?” “No honey. You are not. You are giving me the pleasure that I was waiting for so eagerly all this time. Fuck me baby. I love every bit of your prick. Fuck me hard my love. Bang me deep. I love it. Bang me as deep as you want. I love to feel your prick inside me.” I had fucked you like a dog in heat. After we collapsed on the bed, we didn’t speak for a while. We were panting heavily. All the fragrances all that night, of your and my cum, along with your perfume had driven us wild. And I enjoyed every minute of it. “Oh you are such a good lover.” You said to me after we had calmed down. I just smiled at you. “You don’t believe me do you?” you seemed a little shocked. “Well thanks for your appreciation, mom.” I just said quietly. “I’m not lying to you or saying it just to flatter you. I mean it.” You looked at me deep in my eyes. “I mean it. You are good. Very good in bed. I had no idea you were that good. I’m glad I now know.” “I want to please you mom. I love to please you.” I said lovingly. “It is very evident,” you said kissing me on my lips. “And I love you from all my heart for it.” “I love you mom.” “I love you too, honey” you looked at me lovingly. “And I will always love you, no matter what.” While we stayed there talking and holding each other, my hands were caressing and touching you all over. I just couldn’t stop myself touching you. I slowly slid my finger in your cunt. You parted your legs and encouraged me by kissing me. “Oh yesssss.” You hissed lustily. I fingered your cunt for a while and stimulated your clit. Every time you kissed me, you stroked my prick. We were stroking each other for a while. Then I slowly moved and you got the idea. We got into a 69. You were on top of me, and I was guiding you to position your clit on my lips. Once we were in the position, I parted your cunt and started licking your clit. It was the most delicious little button I had every sucked on. You squirmed and moaned every time I licked it. My licking was getting you so horny. You started to lick my prick with your lips. You ran your kisses all over my erection. The sensual rubbing of your wet lips was so erotic, that you felt me grow a couple of times. You ran your fingers on my balls and took my prick all the way in your mouth. I was deep in pleasure land, while I licked and sucked your clit. I dug my fingers in your cunt and fingered you deep inside while I licked you. Your cum juices kept flowing on my neck. I kept fingering and playing with your cunt for a long time. After a while you moved and turned to sit on top of me, with my prick all the way inside your wet hungry cunt. You were moving on my prick milking me dry. You were moving slowly, letting your cunt milk my prick gently. You loved the feel of my prick rubbing on your cunt lips. Your moans had now become erotic and slutty beyond recognition. “oh yes fucking hell, I love your prick inside my cunt baby. I love your prick; I love it inside my cunt. Oh I was hungry to be fucked by you. My very own lover.” I kept on squeezing your breasts as you rode on my prick. You were wild and enjoying every bit. After fucking for a while you lay beside me. You kissed me passionately for a while. We must have fallen asleep and fucked again couple of times more. In the morning when we woke up, we were still in each other’s arms. The night had changed our relationship and it had taken a turn for the most beautiful of the times. When you woke up, I kissed you gently. We stared into each other’s eyes for a long time. Touching each other, kissing each other, we just lay there for a long while. It must have been nearly 10 when we were awake. I had always missed you in the morning in my bed. And all these years I would think of how it would feel to have you in bed with me and wake up next to you in the morning. Today I had realised it. You were there with me. We had woken up together in bed. I had my erection and you were ready for a fuck. You had noticed my erection and started slowly massaging it. As we moved closer to each other, we started kissing gently. “Looks like you need me.” You smiled at me with a naughty twinkle in your eye. It seemed like a teenage tease. “I cannot help it.” I said trying to keep a straight face. “You are the best milking machine.” “And you can give it to me anytime you like.” You seemed to have a very sluttish look on your face. Just the thought made you so horny. You looked at me and moaned “oh yes baby” “Really?” I was surprised at your dirty talk. “Anytime baby. As much as you like. It is all yours.” I had gotten hard with your dirty talk. You had noticed it since you were massaging it all this time. “I’m yours baby. Have me when you like. This cunt is yours to fuck from now on. I am your slut and you can use me which ever way you like.” I was so hard; I did not wait a single minute. I asked you to get on your fours, and I fucked you doggy. All the while you were moaning so deep and sexy. I held your bum in my hands and rocked it deep and hard on my prick. With every stroke you gave out a deep moan. That time I fucked you, with more lust than love. It seemed that we had seen all the shades of love that night – from sensual to raw lust. I banged your cunt as you moaned and you talked dirty. I loved it when you were talking dirty. It made me hornier. Buttonnose Ch. 05 “Oh yes baby, give me your prick. Fuck me baby. Bang me deep. Oh I love your prick.” I think you had sussed that I was getting aroused with your dirty talk. Over the night we had realised so much about each other’s bed habits that we had already gelled together. You were arousing me and you had realised my handles by now. We had had so much sex in the night that I was feeling the soreness on my prick. But it was like I couldn’t get enough of you. I couldn’t stop fucking your delicious cunt. “Oh god I love this. Oh yes. Oh fucking hell yes. Don’t stop baby don’t stop. I’m cumming.” You were going through one orgasm after another. “Oh I love your prick. Baby, fuck my cunt honey. I love your prick inside me.” I was reducing the speed at times and enjoying the prick slide in your wet cunt. Your moans would get more deep and sluttish. “Oh fucking hell, don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.” You were enjoying it just as much as I was. I was holding on to your bum and rocking the hell out of your sweet cunt. As I was getting closer to orgasm, you realised and you encouraged me to cum inside you. I was exploding my cum inside your cunt. As I emptied it, you were holding on my hand on your bum. As we fell on the bed exhausted I just hugged you close. “I love you so much.” I kissed you gently on your lips. “Not as much as I love you.” You hugged and kissed me back. You were the first one to speak. “Would you like a bath with me?” you smiled softly. “Sure mom. I would love that.” You looked at me deep in my eyes. I was looking at you. We walked to the bathroom together holding hands. After we had brushed we got ready to take a bath. I started the water running and added some nice soap for the special moment. The fragrance was sensual. You stopped for a while and said, “I will need to wee first.” “Go on then”, I grinned and looked at you. You looked at me, and with slutty eyes, just sat on the bowel and started to wee. I felt it all incredibly erotic and kissed you on your lips. “You are so kinky” you smiled at me. “Are you complaining?” I smiled back. “Oh no baby. I’m just beginning to enjoy you” “I have always wanted to finger you when you wee.” “Really? Too late now. How about next time?” “Ok.” I smiled at you. We then got into the bath. As you sat down, I cuddled you in my arms. You melted and kissed me on my lips. I hugged you and kissed you back. I ran my hands on your breasts. I slowly massaged it and then ran my hands on your pussy. You slowly moved your legs and took my hand in deeper. As I slowly fingered your clit, you got aroused and kissed me more passionately. After a while you stood up and turned around and sat with your legs around my hips. You had positioned your cunt on my prick and asked me to slide it inside you as you sat down on it. We were in the embrace for a while, with you kissing me and I was holding on your bum and rocking you gently on my prick. We sat still for a while like that. As we talked about the different things about us, we slowly realised how close we were in reality. We had the same preferences and likes in almost everything. We talked about what turned each other on about each other’s behaviours. We talked about the way we like to play games and tease and then turn each other on. Every time we hit a nice spot of similarity, I would get hard and your eyes would shine. Then you would feel me grow inside you and you would get very horny. Then you would move your cunt on my prick and give me the pleasure of milking it. We spent time in the bath till we started to get pruned. During the talk, you said a few of your turn on and asked me about mine. I told you what turned me on about you, and I could feel myself getting hard again just thinking about it. You sensed it and encouraged me. “Oh baby, that just felt so good, to feel you grow inside me. I would love that to happen so often.” “For that to happen, I will need to be inside you all the time.” “We understand each other so nicely.” You smiled. “What more pleasure than that.” “You would love me to have you any time, wouldn’t you?” I asked. “You bet I do.” You kissed me on my lips. When we got out of the bath, we dried each other, while kissing all the time. For the rest of the day I told you to wear only the thin silk short robe that went only to your waist. Your bum looked so gorgeous in it that I stroked it all day a lot of times. You were especially enticing when you bent down, purposely most of the time, and teased me to fuck you doggy. Every time you succumbed so sensually and enjoyed the fuck. I would fuck you with a few strokes and then settle down for a while. You loved that I had you on and off as I pleased. You loved me having you, using you like that. For you I was your soul lover now, I owned you and your body. And for you that was the ultimate turn on that I would be having you whenever I wanted to. That was the new day that has been for us the new start in our relationship. I had known your love for me as my mom. Now a new woman had mixed into it and I was enjoying the combination. I felt your love very tender and sensual. The one person who knew me inside out had fallen for me, in a big way. I couldn’t have asked for a more appropriate lover ever in my entire life. I would treasure this chance through out my life! These days I look at you at times. The mother in you takes care of me when I need you. Your love and tenderness is overwhelming at times. It nurtures me inside and out. Then at the same time, I cannot help but notice the luscious cleavage you have as you bend down over the table with your robe on. You wear it loose, to let it part its collar so I could feast on your sensuality at times. You take pride in displaying yourself for me, like you were my best possession, my woman. You know how much I love you and you like to feel it all the time. The reassurance we give to each other about our feelings change colours every minute and moment of the day. But yet what never changes is that we love each other. When I come home late, you are there to inquire about me, just like a loving mom. And then you sit on my lap, with nothing underneath that baby doll you are wearing, and tease the hell out of me. You seem to manage so well of showing so many shades of your love all one after the other. You are jealous when I tease you by looking at someone in the shopping centre. Your feline claws clam out at me, shunning away any female’s advances, pulling me closer to you. Yet at times you are so nurturing and concerned about me that you would let me be on my own with a group of friends. That is the time I get attracted to you, to your love that is so sensual. Being my mom, you happen to know me inside out. I think that gives you an edge with the rest of the female population. You know what turns me on and what ticks me off. You seem to use it to your advantage so much that you never loose out on any competition. There are times when you sleep in my lap on the couch, while we are watching tv. As my mom, you feel so safe in my arms. But then when I start playing with your breasts and cunt, you spread your legs willingly for me to have my way around you. You seem to like anything I do to you. Like a teenager, sometimes you tease and seduce me. At other times I can be overpowered with your feminine game plays. You know how to turn each of my knobs. When we were at the movies, and you weren’t wearing any panties, I had taken full advantage of the situation and made you cum several times before you had begged me to stop. In the movies, you have always loved it when I had played with you. I too happen to know you by now too well. Every time I think of things that you find irresistible, I use them when you are upset with me for a reason or two. I remember once when I came home in the afternoon and you were a little low. I cuddled you in my arms, and we ended up making love on the living room floor. If you ever watch it as a movie you would never believe it, cause you were not in the mood to have sex that day. But the way I had stirred you around with normal talk about your day through to the porn magazines in my cupboard, you were eating out of my hand in no time. And no matter what it was on your mind, sex with me was never at a distance! We were just made for each other, as mom and son, and as lovers. I think it is nice that we realised it before it was too late. Now that we have created our relationship with such depth and love, we get to enjoy it without worrying about anything else. I know I wouldn’t be happier with anyone else. You take care of me more than I can ask for. And I am glad to see a smile on your face every time you look at me. It just assures me that I make you just as happy. No matter how I see you, you appear to be the best woman I have seen. Your love gets deeper every day, and your sensuality grows with every moment we spend together. As a man I would not have had found a more better mate for myself than you. I hope I make you just as happy to have me with you. Tonight as I sleep next to you, I see you in so many different colours. Your fragrance gets my mind into a stance. Your touch melts my body, and your love arouses me to incredible heights. As you slept close to me tonight, I knew you were exhausted. You were very sleepy when I had got back home. I was late. But you had been up all the time waiting for me. I looked at the time. It was nearly 6am. In a few hours we would have to get up. I noticed my prick had become erect during the night. Sleeping next to you has its side effects! But you had never ever stopped me from having you in the night. But today you seemed too tired. I didn’t have the heart to wake you up from the sleep. So I just hugged you close and kissed you on your neck at the back. You turned over and hugged me close. Slowly draping your fingers on my prick, you massaged it. You must have detected my desires. You had ability to do it. you kept stroking my prick for a long time. You kissed me tenderly and encouraged me to go on top of you. Parting your legs and guiding my prick, you let me inside you. Sliding inside your cunt, I fucked you nicely for a long time. I felt so loved. Every time you kissed me it felt so good to have you. There are times now that make me so horny just thinking about it. I remember once when I was in the kitchen with you, we were clearing up a few things in the house on the weekend. You were wearing one of your sexy robes, and I was in my shorts. Every time we came close we kissed tenderly and continued working with our chores. Some time during that afternoon you had detected the hardness I had developed in the shorts. You seemed to have encouraged it somehow as usual. May be that is your subtle way of making me eat out of your hands. You were in the kitchen and you were bending down to put something away in the shelves. I couldn’t stop looking at the lovely bum when you had bent down. You didn’t have your panties on. You had stopped wearing them around me. The sight of your shaved pussy was too much for my erection. You knew I loved it shaved. Oh it was a sight to behold. And more heavenly to touch and feel. To lick and fuck, simply divine! I think you had given me an idea and as soon as you stood up, I hugged you from behind. You caressed my hair and were blissful about my moves. I pulled my shorts down and placed my hand on your back. Soon you got the hint of what was on my mind. You slowly bent over and parted your legs. As I positioned my prick on you cunt you stroked my balls gently form underneath. “Oh yes,” you moaned as you felt my prick sink into your vagina. You were wet inside and I realised the seduction games you were playing all this time were for me to fuck you, cause you were so horny to have me inside you. I held on your bum and slid in and out of your cunt for a while. All the time I could hear your moans, so deep and sexy. You were enjoying every inch of my prick. After a while I started banging you hard. Your moans grew more passionate and you kept encouraging me to bang you deep. You loved it. A few minutes and I was exploding inside you. “Oh yes, fill my cunt with that cream, I love your cream.” You kept grinding your bum gently and squeezing my prick, sucking every drop of cum. A few moments later we both stood up and looked at each other with the lusty eyes as usual and felt like animals in heat. We kissed passionately. My prick was still throbbing and oozing cum. You squeezed it and stroked it gently, “I love it when you fuck me whenever you are horny. I’m your slut and I am glad you know how to use me.” “I know how to use you and I love doing it anyway.” “And I love being used by you, honey.” “I’m glad about that.” “And you know you can use me any time you like. This cunt is your and you can have it as many times as you like.” “Mind you, not just the cunt.” I smiled at you with a tease and kissed you. “Oh yes of course. All of me.” You apologised succumbing to me coyly. We were back to our chores and soon we were fucking again in the living room after a few hours. This time you were on the floor, on your knees, and I was fucking you doggy. You loved it when I fucked you like that. We also talked dirty to each other when we were really turned on. It seemed to drive you wild. When I feel like it, these days, you are there for me. With your sweet caresses and kisses, you seem to take my blues away. You seem to know when I need you and in what way. I remember the times when you gently parted your legs once when we were on the couch and offered your cunt to me for a fuck. It was so sensual and loving expression of your love. You didn’t seem to disapprove of the physical love being a part of my need for you. In fact you always enjoyed loving me that way. It seemed to come naturally to you. You show love in all different ways naturally. And that’s what I enjoy most every moment of my life, your love, and you in my life!