11 comments/ 71578 views/ 38 favorites Celebrating Mum's Birthday By: FuchsiaGirl It was the night of my mother's 50th birthday. The beer, wine and champagne flowed freely, the 80's music was blasting, people were pissed and everyone was happy. Everyone, that is, except my mum. I was her only son and at 28 years of age, not yet married. I'd had lots of girlfriends, even got engaged once, but on this night, I was free and single - and horny as fuck. The party was starting to wind down, particularly after the police arrived to say that the neighbours had been complaining about the noise. As I wandered from the garden through the house looking for my mum, I passed one couple kissing passionately on the couch... the guy was holding her wrists above her head with his right hand, his left hand furiously fingering her wet cunt as she grinded her hips against his fingers. I wandered past the downstairs toilet to find one of the neighbours passed out on the toilet, her head leaning against the tiles... with her pants around her ankles. After stumbling around downstairs, through the kitchen with bottles of wine upended all over the kitchen counter, the half-eaten birthday cake still sitting out with the icing rapidly turning to mush, I decided to look for my mum upstairs. "Maybe she's just gone to bed." I thought. As I climbed the stairs, the sound of someone crying became clearer. I knew it was mum. I tried to think myself sober but all I did was trip up the top step and crash to the ground. Giggling to myself, I got up and focused on putting one foot in front of the other. Right to my mother's bedroom door. And there she was. Still beautiful after all these years. I tried not to notice her breasts heaving with every sob. I tried not to stare at her full made-for-sex lips. I tried not to think about nibbling her jaw bone, just under her ear. I tried... and failed... to stop thinking about kissing her throat and working my way down to her breasts. Breasts that used to suckle me. Breasts that would suckle me again... tonight. My cock was stiff and hard, pushing against my jeans. And that's when my mum looked up and saw me. Saw me standing there, gazing at her. "Andrew, baby. How long have you been there?" she whispered. "Long enough mum. Long enough." Her lips parted slightly, as if she was about to say something, but thought better of it. Thought that she'd rather a man kiss her. Any man... And that man was me. At that moment, the moment I knew I was going to slide into my mother's pussy and fuck her till we both came, I sobered up quicker than I ever have in my life. I was going to fuck my mother. And I was going to love every minute of it. And so was she... She took a shuddering breath and I stumbled toward her as if in a dream. But when I pushed her back against the bed and drank from her soft, full, lips, I knew it was no dream. This was real. And it was happening right now. She moaned against my lips which made me kiss her harder. My hand, which was caressing her breast, moved slowly down to her navel where I played with her bellybutton. She gasped and dug her fingers into my hair. She kissed me and moaned. I stopped caressing her navel and moved my fingers down to her groin. I moved my hand under her skirt and put it onto her fat pubis bone. She gasped and stopped kissing me. She stared into my eyes and said "No, Andrew. We can't. I'm your mother." I said... "I know", and while holding her gaze, I pushed my fingers into her wet pussy. Christ her pussy was so wet. Wet for me. Her son. From that point, there was no turning back for either of us. I fingered my mother until she was moaning. She arched her back, exposing her throat. I licked and nibbled her throat while fingering her fat pussy furiously. I sucked her breasts, my tongue darting around her nipples. Her hips were bucking against my hand. I moved my way down until I was sucking on her cunt. I swirled my tongue around my own mother's vagina - and I absolutely loved it. It wasn't long before she groaned "Andreeewwwww..." and she came all over my face. Eventually, her hips stopped quivering - and it was at this point that I stood up and tore my clothes off. My cock sprung out of my jeans as hard as granite. "Oh Andrew, let mummy suck your cock baby. Let mummy help you cum." "Oh Jesus", I moaned as my mother put her lips around my helmet and sucked. She moved her way down my shaft until she had my entire cock in her mouth. And down her throat. And started pumping me with her mouth. Just as I was about to spasm in orgasm, mum removed her mouth from my shaft and looked me in the eyes. "Fuck me Andrew, fuck me properly. Fuck mummy like daddy used to." I needed no more invitation. I threw myself on top of my mother, I shoved my cock all the way inside her, and pumped in and out... in and out... in and out... until all the intensity and passion exploded out of me in one gigantic orgasm. "Muuuuuuuuummmm" I groaned as I filled her with my seed. "Good boy, baby. Mummy's proud of you. As my actual birthday is tomorrow, I want you to give me my best birthday present. I want you to fuck Mummy in her tight arsehole. Cum in Mummy's arse for me Andrew, baby." "Oh I will, mum. I will"... Celebrating Mum's Birthday Pt. 02 I took on board the feedback I have received. I tried to give a bit more background this time. I hope readers like it - my boyfriend sure did!! ***** I woke to the sound of a lawnmower in the distance. A warm breeze carried the scent of freshly mown grass in through the open bedroom window, the curtain softly billowing. I lay there, enjoying the lazy feel of not having to be anywhere in particular. I breathed in and sighed feeling limp and heavy. I slowly opened my eyes ... to find myself in my mother's bedroom. I felt a sharp, electric jolt run through my entire system. Oh. My. God. I had fucked my own mother! As I lay there, too stunned to move, I ran through the events of last night in my mind and I kept coming back to the same thought. My mother had fucked me too. And we both liked it. We both ... Fucking loved it!! The mattress moved as my mother shifted in bed, rolling over on her side. She was still asleep. Her dark wavy hair had fallen over one eye. Her lips were formed in a sleepy pout. I was naked in bed with my mum after fucking the absolute shit out of her last night. I rolled onto my side so that I could look at my mum. I stared at her sleeping face and thought back to when I was a teenager. Dad walked out when I was 15 and mum didn't bat an eyelid. She seemed, to me at least, to take it in her stride and just got on with trying to raise me as best she could. There has always been something about mum that made her stand out. She was never "pretty" in the conventional sense but she carried herself in a way that was ... regal. She ate well and took care of herself. She had her own style that other mothers at the school gates tried to imitate but couldn't quite get. She was self-assured and confident. I had never thought of mum in a sexual way until some of my friends making comments like "Is that your mum?" "Yeah, why?" "She's fucking hot!!" It got a real kick out of the fact that my mum was a "hot" mum. My mum was a MILF!! I reached out lifted her hair away from her face. I traced my finger along her cheekbone and down to her cupid bow lips. She moved slightly and I knew it wouldn't be long before she woke up. I could feel my cock starting to swell. I started breathing a little deeper. I traced my finger along the side of her neck and along the curve of her shoulder. My balls were tingling with anticipation - even though I didn't know what her reaction would be when she finally woke up. I pulled the sheet gently away from her breasts and as I did so, I noticed that her nipples were tight. I stared at her beautiful breasts that used to suckle me as a baby. I wanted to suckle on them now ... but for entirely different reasons. Her eyes blinked open and she stared straight at me. "Andrew", she whispered. "Mum", I whispered back. The drone of the lawnmower filled the silence as we both lay there gazing at each other, wondering who was going to speak first. "Do you remember what I said to you last night?" asked mum, "Remind me," I said. I remembered exactly what she said to me last night - that she wanted me to fuck her in her ass but I needed to hear mum say the words while looking me in the eye, in the morning sunlight. "I don't know how to explain what happened last night Andrew but it felt right. When you found me crying in the bedroom, I was crying because I can't believe I'm 50 years old. Me - 50! I feel so ... invisible." "Stop mum, you're not invisible. I see you as a beautiful, sexy, confident woman. 50 years old is hot!" Mum gave a small snort. "Yeah, right." "Let me prove it to you mum. I don't know what to say about last night either but I'm happy that I could stop your tears and make you happy." "Make me come, you mean". This time when our gaze met, it was intense, electric, sexual stare between two consenting adults. Mother and son. The ultimate bond. The ultimate taboo ... I pulled the sheet right off my mum and noticed that her breaths were coming out in short gasps. Her heavy breasts looked fucking fantastic, her nipples had hardened into tight little buds. I leaned my head over one of her breasts and allowed my tongue to circle her nipple. As I heard her breath come out in a deep sigh, I lowered my mouth over her whole nipple and gently sucked. My mother softly moaned my name. I moved over to lick and gently suck her other breast and as I did so, her fingers wound through my hair. I kissed and licked my way down her torso, past her bellybutton, and on to her hot, wet, pussy. Christ, she was so wet!! I licked and sucked her clit but I really wanted to watch her face as she came. I replaced my tongue with my fingers. I lay on my side and stared at her face as I finger-fucked her hot cunt. She was writhing around on the mattress in sexual pleasure, her eyes half closed. I could tell she was going to come all over my fingers when she arched her back, exposed her throat and her body went completely rigid. Her pussy clenched my fingers and she came and came. Fuck, it was amazing. She came in wave after wave. Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed, panting. "Oh Andrew ... baby ..." I put my hand on her left breast and felt how hard her heart was pumping. "You didn't answer my question before", she whispered when she could get her breath back. I was too horny to think about anything else but how much I wanted to come all over my mother's face "Huh?" "Do you remember what I said to you last night?" "Yeah. No. I dunno ..." "Andrew, I want you to flip me over - and fuck me in the ass." I had only one thought ... FUCK YEAH!! Mum had just started to roll over onto her tummy, presumably to get down onto all fours, when I grabbed her and said "No mum. I want to fuck you like this." I told her to sit on my cock and as she threw one leg over my hip, again I said "No mum. Sit on my cock but face away from me." It took a moment for her to understand what I wanted but my heart skipped a beat when I saw the realisation dawn on her face. She bent her head to mine and we kissed passionately. "Don't worry baby. Let mummy take care of you." She stopped kissing me and turned her back. Then she straddled my cock and ever so gently, eased her beautiful, big, ass down the length of my shaft. Christ it was so tight!! We both groaned in animalistic pleasure. My cock was entirely inside my own mother's asshole. She alternated between moving up and down and grinding her pelvis against mine. Between half-closed eyes, I enjoyed the view of my mother's hair tumbling down her back and her ass wiggling and jiggling as she started to move up and down harder and harder. I kept a firm hold of her hips to help her stay on top. Fuck, I couldn't believe it. My mother was fucking her own asshole up and down my shaft. "Jesus fucking Christ," I groaned as I pumped wad after wad of come inside my mum. After a few moments, she slid off my cock and turned to look at me. Her own son, lying in her bed, drenched in sweat, and gasping for air. "Jesus fucking Christ," I whispered as I tried to catch my breath. Mum lay down and nuzzled her face into my shoulder. "Thanks for my birthday present Andrew, baby," she giggled. "Any time, mum. Any time..."