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Good To Be Home

By: Karbonx2



I was hit by a blast of hot air as I stepped from the plane. The tarmac seemed to be almost audibly baking under the heat of the sun. It was the first time I had set foot in my home state for over a year, but it seemed even longer than that. I had been forced to relocate interstate almost three years ago in order to attend one of the country's most prestigious art schools and while I had enjoyed my time there, I had missed my quiet hometown. What's more, I had missed seeing my mother Elaine who, after my parent's divorce six years ago, still lived in the home I grew up in.

I was so caught up in thoughts of long ago as I made my way through the airport, that for a second I almost didn't recognise her, even though she jumped up and down and called my name. Realisation struck me and I gave a huge smile as I wheeled my luggage towards her as she fanned her face with one hand, struggling to fight back tears. "Mom!" I dropped my things and bent down to lift her onto her toes in a big hug. "Oh David, sweetie I missed you! I'm so glad you're home!" She expressed her joy by wetting my cheek with kisses and I laughed, "I'm glad to be home Mom." 

We both took a step back and Mom held me at arms length as she looked me over and beamed. "Honey, you look so good! Did you get taller?"

"Ha, no I don't think so, maybe you've just shrunk!" Mom laughed and I watched her with a smile. She hadn't really shrunk, but there was something different about her. She had let her hair grow long for starters. Growing up it had always been cropped relatively short, just above her shoulders, now it fell loosely over them, resting just above her breasts. I furrowed my brow, "hey, you look different Mom, have you lost weight?"

Mom put her hands on her hips and stuck out her chest, turning from side to side as she smiled proudly. "Never thought you'd see your Mom looking so good, huh? I've lost about 25 pounds since you last saw me!" She did look good, in fact, for a 42 year old she looked pretty amazing. I couldn't help but notice that Mom had also given her wardrobe an overhaul; her older, more conservative look had been ditched for one that better complimented her new body. She stood before me in a simple white T-shirt, the sleeves of which finished high on her arms, the material fitted snugly to her upper body. It was a much lower cut that what I was used to seeing on her and I tried my best not to stare at the ample cleavage which was on display. The top was tight and the material thin enough so that I could see the outline of her bra beneath which cupped and lifted her breasts. I was struck by how large they appeared against her slimmer frame, each breast was more than a good handful, the only measurement I cared to use.

Mom continued to show herself off, turning her back to me so that I could admire her from behind. I glanced down at her ass briefly, she was wearing a pair of plain blue jeans which clung tightly to her buttocks. Her bottom was perfect, it looked like it could have belonged to one of the twenty-something girls from school, but was perhaps slightly fuller and rounder. Her legs were slim and equally as toned. Once again, I fought the urge to stare and made a mental note to get a better look later. "You look amazing Mom! I'm so proud of you!" Mom smiled and gave me another hug, then ran a hand through my hair.

"Come on honey, let's get you home."

The drive home was very quiet, Mom must have figured that I was just tired, but in truth I was too lost in my own thoughts to make conversation. Being back home and seeing Mom had brought rushing back a lot of memories from when I was younger, feelings I thought I had left behind me.

Whether or not it was considered a common and natural aspect of a boy's development I wasn't sure, but for much of my early teens, when I was going through the first phases of puberty, I had been sexually attracted to my mother. I was sure that these feelings had started to emerge the day we had gone to the beach as a family. I could still remember watching Mom as she had removed her shirt and untied her floral sarong, revealing a blue one-piece swimsuit. Although it had been a modest design, I could recall how it had appeared to be little more than a second skin, putting all of her womanly form on display. Although she had been a little heavier back then, her extra weight had only accentuated her curves. It had been quite warm and sunny, but there had been a chilly breeze coming in from the sea and for much of the day the twin points of her erect nipples had been clearly visible as they pushed out at the thin material from beneath. I had spent almost the entire afternoon trying to suppress a raging hard-on and could remember how awkward I had felt when Mom had commented that I was acting strangely. Whenever I had looked at her, I had seen her as sexy woman first and as my mother second, they were feelings that were as confusing as they were arousing, and once the seed had been planted in my mind, over the following days, week, months, years, I couldn't seem to prevent it from growing. 

It had not been until my later teens that I had really shown any real interest in girls my own age, although even then I was too shy to approach any of them. I was a good looking guy, or so people told me; a little more than 6 foot with a slim muscular build. A number of girls had shown their interest in the past, but none of them seemed to be the one I was looking for. Maybe I was too fussy, regardless, I had eventually managed to accept that my mother would never be a source of sexual release for me, forcing myself to exclude her from my masturbatory fantasies. Being away from home for most of the last three years had certainly helped.

We pulled into the driveway and Mom helped me to carry my bags inside and up into my old room. Everything was just the way I remembered it, the house even smelled the same. By the time I had finished unpacking it was time for dinner, Mom had ordered pizza and to my surprise suggested that we put on a movie and eat it on the sofa. I laughed in disbelief, "what? Are you serious? I thought eating on the sofa was absolutely forbidden! When I was little you used to carry on like it was paramount to murder!

Mom gave an awkward smile then shrugged, "well I guess I've loosened up a little since then," then putting a hand to my cheek she added with a grin, "besides, it's a special occasion!" I helped her to move the pizzas to the coffee table and we both sat down to eat. "But if you get any stains on my sofa, I'll kill you!"

I put on a funny movie and spent the next couple of hours sprawled in one corner of the sofa. Mom was snuggled against me, her hand on my chest and it warmed my heart to see that she was so glad to have me home. It wasn't long before I noticed that due to the way she was positioned, with her head resting on my shoulder and still wearing the same low cut top, I had an excellent of her wonderful breasts and could see right down her cleavage to the material of her bra. I loved the way her body shook and her breasts jiggled lightly when she laughed, certainly, I was too busy enjoying her company and the stimulating view to pay much attention to the apparently amusing antics of the characters on-screen. Thankfully Mom was too into the movie to notice that a sizable bulge had formed in the front of my shorts. Once the credits began to roll I kissed Mom on the cheek goodnight, thanking her for dinner and made my way to the stairs not entirely awkwardly, managing to hide my erection from her view. 

The following day was a scorcher, I awoke with a groan, the sheets unpleasantly damp with my own sweat. What a terrible night. If the heat wasn't bad enough, my mind had refused to let me relax enough to sleep much. I pulled myself out of bed and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, then slipped on a T-shirt before stumbling groggily downstairs. I could hear Mom humming to herself in the living room and followed the smell of food into the kitchen to the sight of a pancake sizzling on the frying pan. I shuffled over to the cook-top and was using the spatula to check the underside when Mom entered the room. "Oh, good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?" I turned to smile but my expression quickly changed when I saw what she was wearing. A black tank top clung tight to her upper body struggling to contain the bulge of her breasts, displaying a considerable amount of cleavage. A small pair of blue cotton shorts, which may as well have been panties, did nothing to hide the unmistakably female form of her pelvis. Mom had seen my smile disappear "What's wrong sweetie?" I looked away in embarrassment.

"Uh, oh nothing... It's just I'm not used to seeing you dressed like... that... I'm sorry, I was just surprised is all." I shuffled my feet nervously. 

"Oh," Mom looked down briefly at what she was wearing and then returned her attention to me. "Well, I guess I'm just embracing my new body, I'm sorry if it makes you feel uncomfortable." she said apologetically. 

I shook my head and smiled, "no it's ok Mom, you should wear whatever you want, you look amazing. I'm sure I'll get used to it." Mom smiled back and made her way towards me with outstretched arms and I turned to give her a hug.

"Oh!" Something bumped between us as our bodies came together, and in my semi-awake state I somehow failed to realise immediately what it was. Mom stepped back and I followed her gaze downwards to the large erection which had formed a tent in my boxer shorts.

"Oh shit!" I threw my hands over my crotch and tried in vain to rearrange my penis beneath my boxers so that it lay flat against my body. I...I'm sorry Mum. Shit, I didn't realise!" Mum removed her eyes from the bulge in my pants and up at my face which was flushed with embarrassment.

She simply laughed, "oh don't stress, I haven't forgotten how it is with boys, 'morning wood' and all! It's a part of being a man, you have nothing to be embarrassed about! She lent forward to kiss me on the cheek as I stood hunched, my hands still on my crotch. "Go and sit down," she said, pointing to a chair by the kitchen table. "I'll see to breakfast." She flipped the pancake, then turned to add, "and no swearing in my house mister!"

Busied with the task of scoffing pancakes I slowly started to forget my earlier humiliation, but seated opposite Mom as she cooked breakfast, the resulting view meant that my boner refused to disappear. I watched as the cheeks of her perfect bottom squashed slightly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. The contrast between her wide hips and her slim waist was captivating and due to the absence of a panty line, I could tell that she was not wearing anything under her tiny blue shorts. We made idle chit chat, Mom asking me about school and telling me about things that had been happening while I was away. I asked about by sister Emily, who I knew had just finished her final year of high school and had travelled interstate to spend some time with Dad. Mom informed me that she would be back home by the end of next week. She had always been a major pain when I was younger, but I was still looking forward to spending time with her again. Mom asked me if I had any plans for the day, when I moaned that it was too hot to do anything, she laughed and agreed and suggested that I spend the day in the pool. "The heating system is broken but in this weather it doesn't really matter."

I thanked Mom for breakfast and had one last perve before going up to my room to change into my bathers. I was a little annoyed to find that I was stuck with a pair of speedos, since I had lent my board shorts to my room-mate and had forgotten to get them back. I briefly looked myself over in the large mirror of my wardrobe. "Not bad," I thought to myself. I had really gotten my ass into gear over the past year and had started attending a gym regularly. I had been fairly slim and toned before, but I had managed to put on some real muscle since and now looked more like a professional swimmer. In a way I had probably changed physically as much as Mom had. The speedos seemed to me to be embarrassingly revealing, it had been a long time since I had worn them and they were probably too small. The black material clung tightly to my package so you could make out the form of my penis which curled neatly over my scrotum. I was a little hesitant to go downstairs wearing them, but I reassured myself that Mom would only be impressed by what she saw. I hoped that she would admire my body the way that I admired hers.

I made my way downstairs and out onto the pattio unseen. The pool was a clear sapphire blue, it looked so inviting. I sprinted to the edge and dived in, the relief from the heat was instant, I suddenly felt wide awake and full of energy. I was swimming laps when I heard the sliding glass door open and looked over to see Mom step out of the house, a towel in one hand clutched to her chest. She made her way over to the pool and smiled at me "How's the water?" she asked as she dropped the towel onto a nearby deck chair. 

I failed to answer immediately and could only gawk as she stood before me in just a bright orange string bikini. The small cups of the top covered little more than half of each breast, the sides of the soft fleshy mounds bulging out slightly beyond the material. A small triangle of orange was all that hid the front of her naked pelvis, tied delicately with a bow at each side of her hip. Mom watched me for a moment waiting for a response and when she didn't get one, she laughed. Blushing, I snapped out of my trance, "Uh, yeah the water is uh, great, really nice."

Lifting her hands above her head Mom dove into the water, surfacing with a squeal "Aah, it's cold!" she laughed, "but you're right, it's nice.'

I proceeded to spend the next few minutes showing off, swimming from one side of the pool to the other and around my mother's feet. Under the water I admired her bikini clad bottom which wiggled as she kicked. I swam to the shallow end of the pool and stood, wiping the water from my eyes and running a hand through my wet hair. Just as I had hoped, I could see my mother watching me and immediately thanked myself for bothering to do all of those pull-ups, leg-lifts and squats that I hated so much. Her eyes still on me I pulled myself out of the water and stood on the poolside, stretching in the sun. I was aware that my penis felt partially engorged and it bulged against tightness of my speedos, I hoped that Mom was still looking, I wanted her to see it. I stood there for a second with my hands on my hips and turned my gaze over to Mom as she floated there, watching me silently, a serene expression on her face. 

She stopped staring and made her own way to the edge of the pool and I offered her my hand, pulling her out of the water in one swift motion. Mom gave a squeal, perhaps in surprise of my strength and stood looking up at me with a smile, her small hands on my chest. "You've really filled out haven't you" she said admiringly as she slid her hands to my shoulders. "I guess you're not my skinny little boy any more." then with a sigh, she dropped her hands to her side, "Those poor young girls from school must be devastated that they won't be able to see you until next year."

I blushed and gave a nervous laugh and Mom leant forward to kiss me lightly on the cheek, her wet breasts brushing against my chest as she did, sending a shiver through my body. I felt a surge of blood flowing to my crotch. Mom turned and I watched her body sway as she walked over to the grass, laying out her towel before and lowering herself into it. I noticed that her nipples had reacted to the cold water, the small points in the middle of each breast were clearly visible beneath the wet orange material which clung to her chest like a second skin. Mom reached for a bottle of tanning lotion and flipped the cap, squirting a generous amount of lotion into one hand before rubbing them together, then began to apply the oil to her arms, her tits jiggling lightly with the movement. I was suddenly painfully aware that my penis was nearing a full erection, the small speedos now uncomfortably tight. Thinking quickly I grabbed my own towel, using it to conceal my obvious arousal and adjusted my growing cock so that it was in a more comfortable position. Mom continued to apply lotion to her body, squirting it directly onto her chest before smearing it over her skin with her hands. I watched as the soft tissue of her breasts moulded under the pressure of her fingers and admired how her skin glistened. Suddenly I realised that Mom was looking at me and I clutched my towel tightly and I quickly diverted my gaze.

"Dave honey, would you mind rubbing some into my back for me? It's a little hard for me to reach myself." She asked sweetly. I looked back at her and nodded, she smiled and offered me the bottle. Taking it, I squirted some into my hand as Mom turned to lay on her front, resting her head on her arms. I knelt down on the grass beside her and she let out a contented sigh as my fingers touched the tanned flesh of her back and I began to massage lotion into her firm shoulders. I moved myself directly over her so that I was straddling her thighs, giving me even access to both sides. My hands made their way slowly downwards, covering every inch of skin. I could see the bulging of mom's breasts on either side of her body, squashed under her weight, and I took the opportunity to let my hands stray along the edges of her back down to her sides. I bit my lip as my fingertips came into contact with the supple flesh of her breasts and I tried to take in as much of the feeling as possible, being sure not to linger too long so as to arouse suspicion. 

By now my cock was fully erect, the small speedos were unable to contain all of it, the head of my penis sticking out a good two inches above the waistband. To my relief Mom was facing the other direction and I could see that her eyes were closed. I did not think she was asleep but she was breathing very slowly. I started to enjoy the feeling of my erection as it lay flat against my abdomen and it twitched as I moved my hands lower on Mom's back. I shuffled backwards a little, transferring my full attention to Mom's perfect ass as I massaged lotion into her lower back. The wet fabric had ridden up between her firm cheeks, leaving much of the bare skin exposed, delving between them towards the small mound of her sex.

Applying more lotion to my hands, I hesitated slightly before placing them on either side of her thighs, moving them in a circular motion so that my fingertips brushed the lower part of her bottom. I was so incredibly turned on and struggled to prevent my hands from sliding beneath the bikini. I felt the muscles in my groin contract and my cock twitch involuntarily and looked down to see a small amount of pre-cum oozing from the tip. Without missing a beat I removed a hand from Mom's upper thigh and scooped the drop of translucent goo from the head of my cock onto my fingertips, before placing my hand back onto mom's bare skin, smearing it onto her left cheek. It gave me such a thrill that my pelvic muscles began to contract once more, releasing a larger amount of pre-cum. I watched with excitement as it slid down my shaft and dripped onto the back of Mom's thigh. 

I couldn't take much more of this, I needed to jerk off and soon. I applied one final lot of lotion to my hands, quickly coating the lower parts of Mom's thighs and calves. I put a hand on her shoulder and let her know that I was finished and she thanked me sleepily, still in a deep state of relaxation. 

I was about to stand and race inside to relieve myself when my horniness got the better of me and I stuck the thumb of one hand into the front of my speedos, pushing the material down until it sat beneath my balls, completely freeing my throbbing erection. A silently as I could I began to stroke the length of my cock, taking in as much as I could of Mom's womanly figure. I tried to picture myself carefully untying the bows on Mom's bikini bottoms, peeling down the wet fabric, then placing the tip of my cock at the lips of her pussy before allowing my weight to ease me deep inside her. 


Good to be Home



It was a long day at work, all you really want to do is drink a large glass of wine and take a hot shower.

The past few days of working overtime have really started to wear on you. You take a large glass from the cupboard open the refrigerator and grab your favorite wine. As you pour your glass, you start to feel some tension releasing from your body. "Mmmmm" that taste great as you drink half the glass in one swallow. "Maybe I better bring this bottle with me" you say to yourself as you grab your glass and the bottle of wine and head to the bedroom, you can already feel the warmth of the wine flushing your cheeks. You start to undress while walking to the bedroom, ready to feel the warmth of a hot shower on your weary body.

As you walk in the bedroom, you see me sleeping. My body is tight and muscular and tanned from working construction all day in the summer sun. As you continue to undress and drink your wine you stare at my shape hidden under the white silk sheets. You walk over quietly and slowly raise the sheets to find me naked. "mmmm" you whisper as you look my body over, seeing my strong leg muscles and firm abs. You sip more wine, and walk away to the bathroom.

You softly close the door and light several candles, you finish your glass and fill it again. As you turn the water on to the shower you start to feel more relaxed. The steam from the warm water fills the room, you sip more wine, and step into the shower.

"Aaaahhhh, just what I needed" as the water splashes across your body. You let the water cascade over your head and all around your body. The droplets of water feel like little pebbles of bliss hitting your skin. You grab your sponge and soap and start to clean your body, first your face, massaging the stress away, then your neck, you gently rub your neck and shoulders. You are amazed at how sensitive your nipples are to your touch as the soap moves across your breasts (could it be the wine? Or the water?).

You reach outside the shower and consume almost a full glass of wine. (definitely the wine)

You put your right leg on the foot ledge of the shower and methodically start to soap and massage your calf muscles and thighs, then the left leg. The warm water massaging your back and buttocks as you clean. The water feels nice running down between your legs. Your hand moves up your thigh and your fingers brush softly against your pussy. You start to slowly massage your mound "mmmm" you are surprised at how aroused you are. Your fingers gliding over your very engorged clit. Massaging your clit you cant believe how wet and warm your pussy feels, you insert a finger.....then two as your hips widen and gyrate with the movement of your hand and fingers. Your left hand caresses your breasts and you start to pinch and rub them harder. Your breathing becomes faster as you pull your wet fingers out of your love hole and focus on your clit. Rubbing it up and down, faster and faster, pinching and pulling it. Your legs begin to shake as the first wave of ecstasy escapes from your thighs. "Mmmmm-ungh.....aaahhhh" you softly moan as the mixture of water, wine and your masturbation combine to a large climax.

As you slowly regain your composure your thoughts bring you to the man that lays asleep in the other room. You turn off the shower and dry off, drinking the last bit of wine you exit the bathroom and head straight for the bed.

You kneel down beside the bed and gently remove the sheets from my body. Your hand softly caressing my upper thighs, your warm hand grasps my semi erect penis and you begin to slowly stroke it. I begin to stir, as you feel the blood pulsing into my cock. It feels very warm and soft to the touch. You love the way it makes you feel as you bring my cock to its full salute. You caress it softly, up an down and begin to massage my balls with your other hand. You see a shiny glimmer of precum starting to escape from the tip as you lower your tongue and mouth over the head. "Mmmmm, Hey baby! I didn't know you were home" I sleepily say as you look up at me. And lower your head down my shaft. "ahhhh, God baby! I love when you wake me like this!" You crawl onto the bed and in between my legs, my cock still in your mouth as you start to piston up and down on it. I spread my legs and raise them slightly as you massage my balls and suck me deep into your throat. "MMMMM Fuck! Look at me baby!" 

You take my cock out of your mouth and smile at me " Hi Baby! I missed you today." 

"I can tell, I missed you too."

You begin to work on my cock again, stroking it with your tongue and hand, sucking the head inside your mouth and then sliding down its shaft. Slowly at first then faster, my hips move with your rhythm as I put my hand in your head. I start to fuck harder as your sucking and swallowing of my cock increases. You rub the spot between my balls and assholeas it sends shivers up my body, My balls tense up and I begin to shoot a warm load of cum in your throat "AAAAHHHHH, Fuck! Yes Baby! Suck My cock!!" You engulf my cock with your mouth and proceed to swallow every drop you can. My body is shaking, my muscles twitching as finish me dry.

You slowly crawl up my chest and we kiss hard! Our tongues wrestling like two snakes. Your lips taste sweet and salty from the wine you were drinking and from my cum. My hands massage and caress your lower back and buttocks, squeezing them and pulling you closer into me. Your legs are straddled over one of mine and I can feel the heat and wetness from your pussy on my thighs. I roll you over onto your back, and grind my thigh into your mound. I begin to kiss you ears and neck. My hands all over your body. You can feel the warmth of my hands on your arms, shoulders, then your breasts. My hand massaging and caressing your breasts. I lower my head and circle your right nipple with my tongue as my fingers pinch your left. "Ooh, mmm" my mouth kissing and sucking your nipple as my hand now caresses across your belly and then down to your thigh. The feel of my hand all over your body brings you waves of excitement and anticipation. I softly kiss your belly and nibble on your belly button. Then I move my head down and begin to kiss your hips and thighs. 

You spread your legs and allow me to crawl between them. I start to bite softly at your skin and lick at your innermost upper thigh, I slide my tongue slowly across your pussy lips to the opposite thigh. You gasp, and raise your hips to meet my tongue only to find that I am teasing you.

I can smell your sweet pussy and my my mouth begins to water in anticipation of being able to taste you, I tease you more (or am I teasing myself) until my mouth finally lands on your awaiting lips. My tongue softly begins to lap at your pussy, as I bring my fingers to each side of your lips and gently spread them apart giving me the direct access I crave. My tongue darts deep inside your pussy and I hear you moan as my tongue starts to fuck your sweet hole. My nose rubbing against your clit as my tongue explores deeper inside you. "MMMm Yes baby! Lick my pussy baby!" You moan.

" Baby, you taste so good, your pussy is sooo good" 

I start to dip my tongue faster and deeper inside you, Your hips meet my thrusts. I then move to your clit. It is large and sensitive to my touches. I begin to lick slowly at first, then faster...........faster.........faster, until your moans of delight fill the room, I suck your clit deep into my mouth and flick it even faster with my tongue. Sucking your clit brings you closer to climax, You grab the back of my head and shove my face deeper into your pussy, your hips thrusting upwards, your legs closing like a vise around my ears. You start to buck and convulse wildly as I stick a finger inside your wet pussy and continue to suck your clit. I take another finger and start to tickle your asshole. "MMMMMMM YEEESSSSSS!!!!" My tongue and fingers working as one, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through your body. You begin to shake, to convulse as you start to cum. You violently start to fuck at my face until your pussy and clit become to sensitive to the touch. You push my head away from your clit. 

I lay my head on your thigh and listen to your breathing and watch your pussy pulse from climax, a little stream of milky white cum oozes out onto my finger as I pull it out of you dripping hole. I suck it off my finger not wanting to waste a drop.

I slide up along side you, and we kiss. Our bodies at ease and relaxed, except for my now erect cock.

You can feel its warmth upon our leg and feel it pulsing with excitement. You reach down and grab the base of my cock, " Mmmm I want you inside me "

I climb on top of you, your legs spreading wide , to welcome me. I grab my cock and begin to tease your pussy. Rubbing the head up an down the soaking wet slit of your pussy, You arch your back and thrust your hips into me trying to drive my cock in. " Don't tease me baby, Fuck me with that cock of yours!"

The head is now very slippery and wet and pops just inside you with ease, I stay here for a moment, enjoying the pleasure on your face and the feeling I get when I first enter you. You wrap your legs around my waist and force me to plunge my cock deep inside you. "Aaaaah, Damn Baby, your pussy feels so good, It feels like it is on fire"

We start to move rhythmically, your hips thrusting up to match my drives. My cock driving deeper and deeper into your belly. I pull my cock out until only the head is inside you and THRUST it hard and deep. My pelvis meeting your pelvis. We do this for several minutes. Each thrust deeper. The muscles of your pussy start to milk at my cock as it glides in and out. Our moans and grunts of pleasure become louder and more rapid. I feel your nails digging into my buttocks. Sweat is forming on our bodies, lubricating our movements even more. "Unghnn Oooooo" I thrust deep inside a you and begin to shoot my seed. The hot liquid fills your insides, your pussy contracts and you begin to cum with me. Our bodies moving as one. "Oh God Yes!" you scream as your pussy milks my cock of all its juices.

I collapse next to you my cock still inside your love grip and we fall asleep.



Good To Be Home Ch. 1



It's typical isn't it, you're only son goes away to University, you don't see him for six months and the first thing he does is dump a big pile of washing on the floor and smiles before disappearing up to his room without a thank you or how are you or nothing. Still it's always good to see him and we love them all the same, right?

Well, this summer just gone was a visit I won't forget in a hurry I can tell you. In he sauntered, with his big pile of laundry as usual before swiftly disappearing down to the pub with his mates. "Bye then, nice to have you home" I thought sarcastically to myself as he slammed the door behind him before going down into the basement to load up the washing machine.

I was somewhat taken aback when I opened the bag, for as I delved into the pile of filthy jumpers, socks and underwear I found a pair of black, lacy split-crotch knickers which were extremely badly soiled, obviously with semen. Well, boys will be boys I suppose, and it's only normal for him to be sexually active, he is 18 after all and pretty handsome, although you'd probably say I was somewhat biased.

I tossed the flimsy panties in the washer and switched it on before returning to the soaps I had been watching on T.V. with my husband. That evening, I was feeling a bit frisky and as John probably wouldn't be back till late, I decided to have an early night. Stripping as we went, we were soon in the bedroom with my husband busily licking and sucking at my hairy pussy.

My husband is simply the best at giving oral and soon had me thrashing and gripping the sheets as he flicked skilfully at my swollen clit until I was having the most intense orgasms, which tingled, throughout my entire body. My husband isn't the most gifted in the penis department, measuring only around 5 inches when fully erect so the oral is where I obtain my pleasure. The penetration is mainly for his benefit, and after such an intense bout of pussy licking, I make sure he gets ample reward. Firstly I suck his little dick until its reaches its full length then I slide down on top of him riding him and grinding my hot cunt against his groin. That way I not only control the speed of the fuck, but I get the most from his limited size. 

The sessions usually end with him climaxing all over my tits before watching me rub his hot seed all over my ample breasts.

Before that though he likes to pump me doggy fashion to build up a really fierce ejaculation. After around 15 minutes of me bouncing on his cock, he rolled me over and fed his sticky tool into my pussy from behind before gripping my hips firmly and banging away, making his balls slap noisily against my milky white ass. As I'm sure you girls know when it comes to being fucked doggie style, the bigger the better so I generally don't get that much from it but go through the motions anyway for his sake. He'll be furiously slamming into me grunting and groaning, I'll be glancing around the room shouting "Ohhhhh yea baby, that's real good", " you're the best…..I want you to fuck me real hard" or some such encouragement. 

As my eyes wandered around the room, something caught my eye at the bedroom door, a faint dot of light for a brief moment followed by a rustling. I thought nothing of it, and as my husband was just about ready to shoot I soon forgot about it and concentrated on jerking my hubby's twitching cock all over my boobs, before showering and going to sleep. The following morning however I returned from the bathroom ready to get dressed after my morning shower and found my underwear drawer slightly open. 

Thinking it was probably how I left it the night before I rummaged through to find the white silk knickers my husband had given me for my last birthday only to find they weren't there, I didn't remember wearing them but then again, I generally don't remember what day of the week it is most of the time, so I slipped on an old cotton pair, put my dress on and went downstairs to get on with the chores. After cleaning and hovering it was around half 12, my husband was at work at the office and I had a moment to myself so I put my feet up and watched a quiz show on the TV. I must have dozed off, because next time I looked at the clock it was 3 o clock and there was no sign of John yet. 

I went to the bottom of the stairs and called him twice but there was no answer, so I thought I'd better go and wake him up. When I got to the top of the stairs his door was slightly ajar, so I popped my head around the door. Sure enough, he was still in bed fast asleep. Typical student, I thought to myself and leaned forward to pull back the bedclothes, that would surely wake him. I got hold of the duvet and tore it off the bed in one swift movement. 

As the duvet was pulled quickly back something flew from the top of the duvet and landed on the floor at my feet. I picked up the small white bindle and found it to be damp and slimy, the texture of the cloth became familiar too. It couldn't be surely…no….it couldn't, but it surely was, it was the lacy knickers I had been looking for earlier that day, and he had obviously been busy with them. At that moment I also realised another dirty thing. 

Those black panties I found in his washing were the ones I had been given as an anniversary present by my hubby and had gone missing in the wash not long after they were bought.

"Excuse me young man!" I exclaimed still somewhat in shock at my discovery. John, now uncovered and dressed only in his boxer shorts, rolled over and looked up at me bleary eyed and as he did so, the button fly became unfastened and I was able to catch a glimpse of my son's penis through the opening. Although I only caught a brief glimpse, it looked a fair old size and I was pretty taken aback. I actually for a brief moment felt a tingle in my pussy. I longed for a decent size cock inside me and had a naughty idea. "What's up mum?" said John sleepily rubbing his eyes to see what all the noise was about. I quickly hid the cum-soaked panties behind my back and said "For heaven's sake its almost half 2, get up, I need a hand with the washing. With that I left him to dress and went down into the basement to prepare for his arrival. After a couple of minutes I heard his footsteps on the stairs. My breath quickened and my heart started to pound, what was I doing

In he stumbled, unwashed, unshaven and still smelling slightly of beer from the previous night. "What's up mum?" he enquired sheepishly. I told him I needed a hand, I would unload the washing, he could put it in the drier. He reluctantly agreed and opened the drier door to await the first handful. I unloaded his piles of tatty jeans and t-shirts and handed them over where he stuffed them into the drier, followed by a second and third load and then he shut the drier door and switched it on. "Oh, I've just found another item John", I said as I reached back to the shelf behind me. "Oh it's too late now mum", he tutted, "Give it here and I'll stick it in with the next load".

laughed a little to myself and said cheekily "Looks like it's already had at least one load!" before handing over the spunk sodden panties I had fond on his floor that morning. John immediately knew what they were. He turned bright red and went to rush out of the room unable to provide a reasonable excuse.

s he went to leave I shouted across to him "Hey John you've forgotten these too" and lifted up my dress revealing the black lacy numbers he had been busy with while at Uni, whispering "They're all nice and clean ready for a new load babe".

You don't mind what I've been doing?" he enquired in disbelief as he stared at me as I tore off the dress and stood before him in the panties and a matching bra. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he eyed me stood there beckoning him towards me.

told him how I was initially angry until I caught a glimpse of his cock when he was in bed and told him to give me a proper look at it. As he was still only dressed in a sports vest and shorts it was merely seconds before his pants were off and he was stood there in all his youthful glory. The glimpse I got was an accurate alright. 

Though still flaccid, it dangled manfully between his slender thighs and it was pretty thick too. I gasped at its sheer magnitude and reached out and stroked it gently. As I mauled at it, it grew longer and harder until it jutted straight out towards my stomach. I was amazed, it was twice as big as is father's and fatter too, I couldn't believe a boy his age, let alone my own son could possess such a monster and my cunt grew hot and moist. 

As my right hand continued to stroke along John's thick veiny erection, my left as down the front of my panties rubbing at my swollen labia, as the juices began to secrete into the delicate fabric. John could see I was clearly aroused by his big dick and an air of arrogance seemed to build inside him as he asked me if I liked it. I told him it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and it felt really good in my hand. He went and said bold as you please "Just think how good it would feel inside you!", cheeky bugger!! Nevertheless, despite his cheek, he was right I ached to be filled with it released my grip from his shaft to remove the now soaking wet knickers.

He ordered me to give them to him and he pressed them to his face and sniffed before putting them on himself, his cock poking out proudly through the lacy opening at the front. I then realised how he got them so filthy! 

He then off his vest and was then entirely naked before me apart from a tiny pair of my skimpy little frilly knickers. 

I remember thinking to myself that he didn't look at all odd, in fact he looked really sexy.

I climbed up onto the vibrating tumble drier and spread my legs as wide as I could. "Come on then you dirty bastard, show me what you can do with that beast" I hissed, amazed at my wanton slutty tone.

Maybe it was the faint smell of beer and cigarettes emanating from John or the dank dismal atmosphere of the basement but I was feeling like a whore about to be fucked ragged by a total stranger I had just picked up n a bar. It was a feeling that excited me greatly and I was desperate to be fucked good and hard. John strode over towards me purposefully, his big angry looking hardon swaying from side to side with each step closer.

He didn't waste any time with teasing me at all, he just gripped the base of his fat cock firmly in his hand, and holding on to my leg with the other pushed his bloated helmet straight up my slick pussy. So long was his cock, that he had to take a further step towards me before it was all inside. But once it was, the feeling was totally awesome. He stood still for a moment just letting his cock rest inside me. I could feel the veins throbbing inside my pussy and it was making me so horny.

"Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!" I begged as I stared up at him lustfully clamping my hands around his firm buttocks as if to guide him in.

He withdrew his long shaft so only a couple of inches remained inside me and looked deep into my eyes as he rapidly and forcefully slammed it back in all the way, until I could feel the crinkled lace rustling in my pubes. This fist long thrust was enough to give me an orgasm instantly and my vagina contracted around his big dick as he began to work up a good rhythm pounding me hard with his fleshy monster. He grabbed my legs and lifted them so my legs were over his shoulders, my ankles wrapped behind his head. 

He was really good at fucking me hard, never losing his rhythm once and it was clear to me this boy was no virgin! He never broke eye contact throughout his pumping although I regularly closed my eyes as I came again and again, my juices coating his cock until it made a vulgar sloshing noise each time it was forced up my throbbing cunt.

Suddenly his thrusting stopped and he pulled his long thick pecker slowly out from inside my hot wet love tunnel. Looking at him worriedly I was about enquired if there was something was wrong when he grinned at me and said slyly he knew what I really wanted. I was confused for a moment wondering what he could possibly mean. I was soon to find out in the best possible way! He lifted me down from the drier and bent me over its top, so my ass was high in the air behind me. Again, I felt a warm hand coaxing apart my sticky thighs followed by his hot breath against the back of my neck. As his breath grew quicker he whispered in my ear, "This is what you really want isn't it you filthy bitch", and he pressed his fat helmet against the pulsing pink lips of my aching pussy. I replied in the affirmative and was rewarded with the re-introduction of several throbbing inches of juicy cock meat into my cunt. "You love to be fucked doggie-style don't you you little tart" he growled as he banged me rampantly from behind. "Yes, yes…but how did you know?", I enquired breathlessly, preparing myself for another powerful orgasm.

"Oh I know". He said, I know everything "you long to be fucked good and hard from behind, but dad doesn't pleasure you like I can, can he?" I was absolutely amazed, he knew everything but how? 

My thoughts subsided soon though, as I felt my cunt exploding with pleasure a it received the good slamming it had craved for so long.

His pounding had suddenly become much more wild and uncontrolled and I knew he was not far from cumming. My instinct was spot on and he spat through gritted teeth that he was about to "shoot his load" as he called it. I asked him where he wanted to cum and was again surprised by the reply. He said that was one thing that he and his father had in common and smiled at me knowingly. He told me to take off my bra and lie on the floor, and I did as instructed. He squatted down until he was kneeling over my stomach, his rigid pole hovering ahead of his body by a considerable distance, almost defying gravity. 

"You know what to do" he smirked as he made a nodding gesture in the direction of his massive dick.

Again staring deep into his eyes I grabbed his long thick member and began to jerk it firmly. He closed his eyes and purred with delight as I worked my hand rapidly along the entire length of his rock hard pole. With a sharp intake of breath John bucked his hips slightly and I felt his cock jump in my hand. He was very close now and we both knew it. It was with his next sentence that it finally sank in what I had just done, as he commanded forcefully, "That's it mum, wank me off all over you're fucking beautiful big tits!".

MUM!!!………It may sound strange to you but in the sheer lust of it all I had completely forgotten this was my own son fucking me, and I was filled with strange emotions regarding the actions, which I had initiated.

Just to remind me exactly what had happened (as if I'll ever forget!), my attention was drawn to a loud grunting sound coming from above me and as I looked up John was shooting a long stream of his hot white spunk right across my chest. It landed with a soft splashing sound across my left breast before it trickled across the nipple and down into the valley between my soft round boobs. A second shot landed n an almost identical location to the first and was quickly followed by several more, all dripping down my pale tits to join the considerable pool, which had now accumulated between them. John reached down and grabbed my boobs before rubbing them together, causing the cum to ooze out from my glistening cleavage. He then stood up and removed the knickers he had been wearing throughout. He took them in his right hand and crouched over me where I lay, well fucked and thoroughly satisfied in every way. Without saying a word he placed the lacy knickers on my boobs where he had spunked and mopped up the little puddles of his gooey seed deposited there.

When he had finished, he handed me the messy bundle of sodden material. Then, just to bring us both back down to earth with a bump, turned round and said "Here mum, can you make sure these are clean for me, I'm going back to Uni next week!!"



Good To Be Home Ch. 2



"There's no love like a mother's love!"

Although it always seems somewhat of a chore, having to go home from University in the holidays, (they always expect you to spend too much time with them don't they), it's always handy to get you're washing done. In fact it was my carelessness in this area that led to the best fuckin' holidays of my life! 

I arrived back home at around 6 in the evening I'd guess, and I'd agreed to meet some of my mates down the pub at 7, so I didn't have much time to hang around chatting to my folks, so I dumped the bag of laundry I'd taken home and went upstairs to get changed to go out. Let me tell you something here and now, I'll confess openly: I really fancy the arse off my mum, and have a pair of her knickers which I like to wear either when masturbating or when fucking, to remind me of her, maybe a bit weird I know, but it takes all sorts doesn't it? 

Anyway it was while I was getting undressed that I realised I'd left them back in my flat on campus. I'd inevitably be horny as hell when I got back from the pub and would have to have a wank.

It just wouldn't be the same without mum's soft panties wrapped around my cock, so I decided to sneak into her room and "borrow" another pair. 

I crept into her room still just in my t-shirt and boxer shorts and opened the drawer which she kept her undies in (along with a pretty mean looking dildo, but that's beside the point). I pulled a pair out and "tested" them by rubbing them over my cock. They were pretty standard white cotton things, and didn't do much at all, so I put them back and took out another pair another pair similar to the last. Again the dick test gave poor result and they were duly replaced in the drawer. The last pair I had found were fantastic, black lace things with a split crotch, what I would have given to see her wearing those! Surely there must be something a bit special in there somewhere. I pulled the drawer open further and had a good rummage round. Then I found what I had been looking for.

I pulled them out of the drawer for further inspection, these were new. They certainly looked the part, soft white silk, skimpy and delicate. I was getting turned on just looking at them. Time for the final test, I pulled out my dick gave it a little rub. Holy shit! It was instantly rock hard and throbbing like a madman. This beast certainly needed urgent attention, I pushed the drawer closed and returned to my room.

I glanced up at the clock; it was now a quarter to 7. I didn't have time to mess about so I quickly stashed the panties under my bed and rushed to the bathroom to have a quick toss to relieve my raging hardon. Cumming into a tissue felt strange, I hadn't done that since I was about 15, which was the first time I used knickers to "help me". I flushed the evidence down the loo, (the big advantage of this method) and threw on my pants and shoes before grabbing my jacket and rushing out the door, helped on my way by the sarcastic tones on my mother whining on about something.

I left the pub pretty early and was home not long after 10. All the lights were off downstairs so I decided to head up to my room. As I put my hand on the banister a sock fell on the step in front of me, a tie was strewn a further 2 steps up. I thought they must be "doing the business" and tiptoed up the remaining stairs so as not to give my presence in the house away. 

My suspicions were confirmed as I reached the penultimate step as I could hear my mother moaning softly in her room. As I said earlier, I have always really fancied my mother and since I was around 12 or 13, I had listened to them fuck, jerking off as imagined her being shagged hard by my lucky father. This was just what I wanted to hear and I rushed into my room, stripped naked and pulled out mum's panties from under the bed.

As I stood there handling the smooth slippery garment, I closed my eyes and listened. I could hear a sort of wet noise and my mum purring sexily. 

My cock began to respond and stood semi rigid at my groin. I slipped the knickers over my legs and up my thighs, the cool silky texture brushing my skin made me tingle with pleasure until they were delicately cradling my big heavy balls, my large erection poking from the side. I don't know if it was the new pants, the raging hormones or the alcohol I had consumed that evening (undoubtedly a combination of all three I shouldn't wonder), but something was different about tonight. I wanted more, I needed to see what was making the sounds I had enjoyed for all those years. I carefully tip-toed across the landing to where there room was, bingo! The door was already half open.

I stood out on the landing cock twitching frantically with anticipation, and peered into the bedroom. My cock stood straight upwards instantly! My mother was lying on the bed with her legs dangling over the sides onto to floor. My father was kneeling on the floor between her legs and was greedily feasting on her hairy pussy. His tongue dotted in and around her fleshy cunt lips as he sucked noisily at her fleshy vagina. 

From the look on her face mum was having a real wild time, her eyes were closed and her head slumped forward, as she tried to suck on her own big squashy boobs, which she had pushed upwards to meet her protruding tongue. Dad continued to gobble at mum's glistening cunt until she was shaking uncontrollably on the duvet. She was breathing heavily and her skin looked flushed and sweaty. Dad seemed to be spurred on by these characteristics in my mother's disposition and pushed his face deeper into my mother's genitals. Mum let out a sharp cry and grabbed dad's busy head, grinding it further against her groin as she squirmed and writhed under his motion. She was really feeling it now and was actually sobbing as his mouth sucked hard on her clitoris. Then she came really hard "OOHHHHHHHHHHH……….SHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!….,"FUCK, YES THAT'S IT MAKE ME FUCKIN' CUM YOU HORNY BASTARD,…….EAT MY FUCKIN' CUNT OUT!!" 

This was the absolute best! I had never seen or heard anything like it in my life and the sound of my mother talking so dirty really turned me on. So much so in fact, that placing a hand on my swollen penis revealed that I had actually ejaculated from just watching them! 

My attention turned from my now sticky penis back to the bedroom. My father had now got up and was lying flat on the bed stroking his dick to full hardness. Even though it was fully erect it appeared rather small, but then again I am somewhat blessed in the trouser department, even so it is below average size I' d say.

Mum was fully naked, crouching over him, balancing as she hovered above his crotch. She took his cock in her hand and guided it straight up inside her before rocking backward and forward, attempting to feel every inch of his rigid cock meat. I gripped my own rock hard schlong and began to stroke it slowly, in time with mum's rhythm. She was bouncing gleefully on his buried member, which made her heavenly bosoms wobble and shiver and the cellulite in her hips and ass do similar. Dad was holding her hips firmly, guiding her up and down over his fuck-stick. She quickened her rhythm, and I followed, all the while staring lustfully as her plump ass slapped against his hairy thighs. She licked her lips and stared deep into dad's face telling him to fuck her hard, he was responding by calling her a dirty slut and commanding her to ride his fat cock. 

This talk seemed to make her really horny and she leaned forward.

He arched his neck up to meet her and kissed loudly and messily, their tongues lapping at each others lips, mum tasting the flavour of her own hot sticky cunt which had been so well attended to previously. After a while the kiss separated and father whispered something to mum, who responded by climbing off his sloppy cock and positioning herself on all fours, as if presenting her ass to him as an offering. In a way that's just what it was, as dad guided his tool back into mum's sticky fuck-tunnel before grabbing her hips and banging away hard and fast, causing his dangling scrotum to slap against her peachy bum with each thrust into her. Father seemed to enjoy this part the most, but something was different about mum.

I could see it in her face, she seemed somewhat disinterested, disappointed even, but continued with vocal encouragement claiming dad was really making her hot. 

Although somewhat concerned by this sudden change in my mother's enthusiasm the sheer sight of her naked, let alone being fucked doggie-style was enough to have me on the verge of orgasm. After a while, my mother's attention had started to wander, her eyes darting around the room.

Then suddenly my dick jumped in my hand, her eyes were heading my way. Her tits were bouncing freely as dad was bashing away behind her but still she seemed unmoved by the whole thing.

Then it happened, as I stared deep into her eyes, her gaze fell upon me. Although she probably was unaware of the fact it was me, the gaze directly as she was taken roughly from behind had my cock exploding a shower of spunk up across my stomach, matting my pubes and further wetting the already dampened panties. As my passion was momentarily satisfied, my full attention was with the look of disappointment in my mother's face. As I said earlier I am pretty lucky when it comes to trouser furniture, and being at Uni am never short of horny young girls wanting a good screwing. Nearly every single one, regardless of age or experience wants to be fucked doggie-style, saying it's the best way to make a girl cum good, but it does rely on a good sized penis. That must be it, although she is softly moaning and yelling, the small size of dad's cock isn't doing quite what it should. After all, compared to the intensity in her orgasm from dad eating her pussy, she's virtually asleep.

Still dad seems to be really getting off on it. My cock was also back in active service by now, and I was tossing off easily, lubricated by the cum from the two previous fierce orgasm. Dad must have been ready to unload his own spunk as he had withdrawn from mum who was now lying flat on the bed.

Dad stood next to her with his erection above her heaving chest. With an order to make him shoot, dad's cock was being quickly wanked by mum who was directing the head towards her boobs. Mum begged for his spunk on her big tits and he duly obliged, sending a long gooey stream of white seed splashing across her ample charms. She continued to milk his twitching shaft getting every drop from his bloated helmet onto her spunky titties, before he sat back and watched her rub it in with her hands, after which she licked her fingers clean, like you would after eating fried chicken or something. Seeing mum feasting on hot cum as her tits glistened with more, had me cumming a final time, and although it was my third in a short time, a surprisingly large puddle of cum soaked into the well-soiled under garment. 

I was absolutely exhausted after the marathon waking session and returned to my room every bit as stealthily as I had left it where I removed the slimy knickers (I don't recall where I tossed them) and threw them down before wiping my sticky dick on an old t-shirt putting my boxer shorts on and going to bed to recover my energy. I was rudely awoken by a rapid cool breeze across my back and the shrill voice of my mother calling my name. She sounded pretty pissed off about something so I rolled over to see what I had done. Turned out she wanted a hand with the laundry or something (no need to get narky about it mum, just ask!).

The effects of the previous nights alcohol had begun to become evident, and I smelled like a tramp' dog. I thought I'd give mum a hand and hen jump in the shower so I went down in an athletic vest and shorts. I headed down into the basement where mum was stood looking pretty foxy in a thin summer dress, she was bundling me handfuls of washing which I sleepily pushed into the dryer before putting it on to spin. 

Just as I switched it on, she turned round and told me she'd forgotten something, which was typical of her. I told her to leave it and put it in with another load and she went a bit weird. 

She made some remark about them already being in with one load or something, I wasn't really paying much attention to her at the time and I held out my hand to receive the garment in question. Then I felt something strange being placed into my hand, it was wet, but not like the other washing. It seemed slimy, sort of gooey…and then it dawned on me what it must have been. I was so embarrassed I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me there and then. The only thing I could think of to do was to get out of there as quickly as possible. I turned to run, but was intrigued by my mum shouting after me and turned to see what would happen next.

When I turned and looked at her, she was standing there, with her dress lifted showing me her knickers! She said she'd got them clean for me, which I didn't understand at first, but after a second glance I recognised them as the pair I'd had many a happy hour with at University.

I couldn't believe it, it was so bizarre, I had to hang around to see what would happen next. What did happen next was even stranger. She started to strip and was soon stood in just the black knickers, and what appeared to be a matching bra, which was equally mind blowing. She told me she was pretty angry a first, but then said she would forgive me if I showed her my cock! 

To be honest I jumped at the chance to show my gorgeous mum my big fat dick and in a flash my pants were off, and I stepped towards her, with my big dong swinging between my legs. The look of surprise on her face also seemed to be tinged with arousal and this filled me with lustful arrogance.

I knew if I handled this right, I could get her to suck it, or maybe better. 

I don't think she had ever seen a cock as big as mine (not many girls have) and she couldn't keep her hands off it. It reacted as it always does when handled, by swelling and stiffening, and because it was my own gorgeous mother touching it; it became harder than ever before and stood rock hard and upright. I could tell she was getting off on it because she started to rub her pussy. Now was the time to strike. 

She begged me to stick it inside her and I was only too willing to oblige. But first I wanted "my" panties back. She stripped them off and I took them from her. 

Without stopping to think how weird it probably looked but I couldn't care less. I put the lace panties on, and was elated to discover the humid sticky secretion from her cunt, embroidered into the fabric. She was going to get the fucking of a lifetime (and I was gonna have a pretty good time too). Somehow, she had got onto the drier and the vibrations were making her boobs wobble inside her flimsy bra. She looked fucking amazing!

Her legs were spread waiting. I thought about my opening gambit, for a while, shall I lick her cunt or maybe insert a couple of fingers first, like I usually would with one of my Uni sluts. Then I thought how dad seemed to do O.K. in that area and decided to give her what she really craved. I strode over towards her, stared into her sexy green eyes and slid my big fat hard cock right up inside her pussy until her experienced cunt had taken my entire length. I paused for a moment to savour the unique environment of my mothers sticky hot twat, before sliding it almost all the way out again.

As I withdrew it I stared down and admired how it glistened with the juices from inside mum's moistened cunt, which gave me all the lubricant I needed to forcefully ram it straight back inside her. This must have been too much for her as she seemed to cum almost instantly, which just made me even more desperate to fuck her brains out and as her cunt gripped my cock tight, I forced it in and out as hard as I could, watching every expression on her face as she climaxed over and over again. She was at the peak of her arousal, and it was now time to give her what had been missing from her life. 

She looked puzzled as to why I had stopped. I recalled how she presented her cute ass to dad the previous night and bent her over the drier in a similar fashion. She must now have known what was coming next, but not wanting to give her the chance to "go off the boil" I was quickly feeding my massive length of cock-meat back up her slick pussy.

As I fucked her roughly, I told her how I knew she wanted it from behind, and how my cock was so much bigger than my father's so I could give her the good hard fucking she so badly needed. She became like a wild animal and started calling me all sorts of dirty names as she begged for it harder and deeper, even though she had already cum a good half dozen times. All this unbelievable fantasy fucking had got me more than ready to blow my wad, and a little slap on mum's ass signalled my imminent climax. 

The dirty bitch even asked me where I wanted to cum, and although the obvious answer for me was right up her dirty pussy, I knew this was not practical, so I settled for my second preference. I told her I wanted it like dad, and soon had her flat on her back with her fucking amazing tits pulled out from her lacy bra. Clambered on top of her, straddling her perfect mature body.

With the briefest of gestures towards my raging erection, her hands were sliding up and down its length.

The thought of my jism spraying her fantastic bust soon had me on the verge of cumming, and I shouted for my fucking horny mother to wank me all over her massive tits, which seemed to momentarily distract her, and with a little thrust of my hips my first shot of cum was airborne, and heading for her fat breasts.

It landed in a little pool, which then trickled along her juicy melon before settling in the groove between the plentiful mounds of pale soft flesh. She milked me for several minutes making sure she had every drop of cum on her, and I grabbed at the shivering jellies and slapped them together, watching my blobby white cum ooze from the cleft. 

She then began to rub the cream into her skin staring sexily at me the whole time before eating the cum off her hands. When she had finished her feast, she lay back and caught her breath. 

Satisfied I had given her the greatest fucking she would ever get (unless we ever did it again of course), I looked down at her panting and sweaty, and thought of the perfect ending to put a smile on her face. I removed the lace panties which had been my ticket to this wondrous shagging, and threw them down on her, telling her to clean them for me, ready for many more gallons of my spunk over the next term at Uni.



Good To Be Home



Before I knew it I was at the point of no return. Trying desperately to remain silent, I stood and strode a few paces towards the nearby garden-bed when one powerful contraction after another sent semen erupting; drops of my seed spraying over mom's purple azaleas. As I struggled to stay on my feet, tried to imagine how Mom might moan and squirm if I was to empty my seed inside her. Slowly I began to calm, pausing for a moment, cock in hand, feeling completely satisfied as I continued to admire Mom's glistening body. Pushing my softening penis back into my speedo's, I made my way over to the edge of the pool and dove in.

It was with some relief that I was able to enjoy my mother's company for the rest of the day, without the same incessant urge to tear her clothes off and penetrate her. I realised that my attraction to her was equally physical and emotional. I wanted to express my absolute love and appreciation for her and for me it seemed that sex was the ultimate means.

Later that night I once again found myself snuggling with Mom on the sofa. When she asked me what movie I would like to watch I simply gazed at her lovingly and bent forward to place an arm around her shoulder, hugging her closer then kissing her gently on the cheek. Mom looked up at me in surprise, then laughed. "What's got into you tonight? You're acting all mushy!"

I laughed back, "I just love you Mom is all. I'm so lucky to have you." I kissed her on the cheek again. Mom was visibly touched by my show of affection and wet my cheek with her own kiss, then she brought her hand to my face and turned it towards her, I could see the beginnings of tears forming in her eyes.

"No darling, I'm the lucky one. Sometimes I look at you and I can't believe that something so wonderful came from me. You've turned into such a kind and handsome young man and I think that if I was any prouder, my heart would simply burst." With that she lent forwards and to my surprise, gently pressed her lips to mine. Mom rested her head on my chest and it was a good ten seconds before I remembered to breathe again. We just lay there enjoying each other's company as a random TV show played in the background, my mouth still tingling with the wetness of her kiss.

The next day I awoke to find that it was just as hot as the last, although I had slept much better this time and was feeling quite chirpy. I jumped out of bed and deciding not to bother with a shirt, made my way downstairs. I went into the kitchen to find Mom pouring herself a glass of juice. Instead of the black tank top she had worn yesterday she was now wearing a baggy white T-shirt, I found myself feeling slightly disappointed, before catching a glimpse of a cute pair of red panties. I went to stand beside her and noticing me out of the corner of her eye, she smiled and turned to give me a hug.

"Whoops!" there was that slightly familiar bump between us as my erection poked into her abdomen.

"Aggh, not again!" I covered my face with my hands. 

Mom giggled, "I guess this is going to be a regular thing, huh?"

I groaned. "I'm sorry, I'm such an idiot."

Mum waved a hand at me then took a sip of her juice. "Oh Dave, don't worry about it, it's nothing I haven't seen plenty of times before, I am your mother remember?"

"Yeah, but not for a long time and not like this." I mumbled.

She laughed again. "Oh, I remember when I used to give you baths as a child and you would get erections all the time! You used to love your baths."

I turned away in embarrassment. "Oh god mum, please!"

Seeing my obvious discomfort, Mom's expression changed to a serious one and she turned me to face her. "Come on now, you have nothing to be embarrassed about in front of me. If you can't be comfortable around your own mother, who can you be comfortable with?" She playfully patted me on the cheek and I watched as she went upstairs, giving me a better view of her panty clad bottom as she rose with each step.

After a quick breakfast I went upstairs for a shower. Feeling the running water on my back I couldn't help but think about what Mom had said about bathing me as a child. Maybe if I asked her very politely she would be willing to bathe me now. A fantasy started to form in my head and before I knew it I was jerking off.

Suddenly there was a knock at the bathroom door and I jumped. "Sweetie? I'm coming in ok? I have to clean my teeth quickly before I go out, I promise I won't look!" I watched as the bathroom door opened and Mom slipped inside, her gaze cast downwards at the tiles. As the glass shower screen was completely transparent there was nothing to hide my nakedness or my huge erection for that matter. Mom went to the bathroom sink and began to clean her teeth. I could see her face reflected in the mirror, which meant that she could see my reflection with a simple sideways glance. I watched as she stood there and couldn't help but admire her body once again. She was dressed in a pretty summer dress that hugged her bust and waist before flowing loosely over her hips, finishing a few inches above her knees. Her bare shoulders looked delicate and feminine and her legs were slim and shapely. She looked gorgeous, and it wasn't long before my hand was moving along my cock again, the chance that she might see me only made it more exciting.

My eyes were on her the whole time as she rinsed the toothpaste from her mouth and lent into the mirror to check her make-up lifting her chin and tilting her head as she did so. I continued to stroking my cock slowly as I watched her reflection in the mirror. Mom pouted and began to apply some lipstick, pressing her lips together to ensure an even coating. She made a kissing motion once she was satisfied admiring the full ripeness of her own lips. God she was sexy. It was then, without warning, that I thought I saw her eyes flash away from her own reflection, right at me. It had happened so quickly that I couldn't be sure. I stood there frozen, my hand still on my cock.

"Well I'm going now, see you later tonight," Mom quickly moved to the door and left the room, she seemed flustered, but perhaps she was just in a hurry. I was annoyed at myself for jacking off when she was in the room, but if she had in fact peeked, it would have been so brief that perhaps she didn't really see anything. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. Whatever had happened, I desperately hoped that things wouldn't become weird between us.

It was a nervous wait until Mom arrived home later that afternoon, but when she did I found myself wondering what I had been worried about. Mom was acting completely normal, if anything she seemed to be in an especially good mood. The evening was less relaxed than the night before, partially because I was feeling a little frustrated after not finishing my jerk off session in the shower and partially because the movie Mom had chosen to put on was one of those artsy French ones, with plenty of nudity and sex. Despite the heat, Mom was snuggled against me once again and had changed from her summer dress, back into the T-shirt and panty ensemble she has worn this morning. She lay with her body stretched along the sofa, her upper body pressed up against me and her hand on my thigh. Her T-shirt had ridden up around her stomach so that her red lacy panties were clearly visible, although she didn't seem to notice or care. 

It was both awkward and arousing watching the fairly graphic sex scenes with Mom. I couldn't help but notice that during the intense sexual moments Mom's hand would repeatedly open and close very slightly, her fingers brushing over a small area of my thigh just below my boxer shorts, right up until the scene was finished. She seemed to be doing it unconsciously, but it was enough of a distraction that I spent the entire movie waiting for it to happen again. I used all of my concentration to very gradually shift my weight so that her fingers came ever closer to where my penis lay tingling in anticipation. Without her knowledge, I managed to manoeuvre so that her fingers rested on my inner thigh, a couple of inches inside the the open leg of my boxers. The characters in the film began to undress each other and I closed my eyes as Mom's fingers began to move again, unbelievably close to where my rock hard cock lay throbbing.

Before I knew it the movie was over. Mom yawned and as she went to push herself into a sitting position, her hand slid down towards my crotch and suddenly I could feel her fingers pressing against my erection. A puzzled look turned to one of surprise as she realised where her hand was and she pulled it away quickly as though she has just been burnt. "Oh! I'm, sorry!" Mom gave a weak smile in embarrassment and as she looked down at my crotch I felt my own cheeks flush bright red. With the only light in the room coming from the TV screen, I decided to make my escape into the shadows, quickly kissing Mom goodnight and hurrying up to my bedroom.

The next day I didn't fail to notice my morning wood before I went downstairs, I simply decided that I wouldn't try to hide it. It obviously bothered me more than it did Mom, which seemed silly. I found Mom outside in the pool swimming laps and when she spotted me she pulled herself to sit panting at the side of the pool. As I walked up to her she grinned at me and dramatically collapsed onto her back signifying her exhaustion. I looked at her lying on the slate tiles in her bikini, her eyes half closed and her tongue poking out playfully as though she was pretending to be dead. I laughed and offered her my hand, heaving her to her feet with a exaggerated groan. "It's so good to see you taking care of yourself Mom." She rolled her eyes, too puffed to say anything, and leaned her body into mine to take some of the weight off her feet, her dripping body making me shiver with her touch. 

"Ah, Mom! You're making me all wet!" I feigned disgust, then laughed and hugged her to me, her body felt cool and soft against mine. This time neither of us reacted straight away when my barely covered erection brushed against her stomach. Instead Mom simply wrapped her arms around me and we stood there in each others arms listening to the sound of Mom's heavy breathing as each inhale and exhale gradually slowed to it's normal rate. I loved the feeling of my hands on her bare back almost as much as the feeling of my cock pressed against her belly.

Mom slowly withdrew her embrace and looked up at me smiling before turning her attention downwards. She laughed softly and to my surprise, reached down with one hand to give my boner a playful squeeze. Startled, I quickly mumbled something that sounded like an apology, though I really didn't mean it.

She smiled, "remember what I said yesterday? I want us to be able to feel completely comfortable around each other." I nodded and she put her hand to my cheek. "I'm serious now," she continued, "I've become so used to living without a man in the house, and I don't want to have to start being careful around my own home in order to avoid embarrassment over trivial things." She pinched my cheek between her finger and thumb and gave me a wink. "This is your home again too now, for as long as you decide to stay and I want you to feel comfortable too." There was a pause as she looked into my eyes. "Agreed?" I nodded. I could still feel my penis throbbing, almost bridging the distance between us."Good." I picked up Mom's towel and she stood with her back to me as I dried her hair, then we both went inside to fix breakfast.

Later that morning, overcome by a sudden urgency to pee, it wasn't until I reached the bathroom door that I heard the shower running and realised that I would either have to wait, or go and pee the kitchen sink. Rather than go back downstairs, I found myself standing by the door listening to the sound of the water slap against wet tiles. I recalled what Mom had said about wanting us to be more comfortable around each other. She had come into the bathroom when I was in the shower once before, it should be fine for me to do the same. My mind wandered to the thought of her naked and wet in the next room and I felt my cock stir. Even though I had seen her in that skimpy bikini it was still so hard to picture her completely naked, I found it deeply frustrating. 

I snapped myself out it and feeling a little courageous, knocked at the bathroom door.

"Uh, Mom?"

"Ya-huh?" Came her voice from inside.

"I, I'm coming in ok? I need to go to the toilet."

There was a pause.

"Okaaay, come in!"

I carefully opened the door and quickly slipped in, keeping my eyes to the floor. I wanted so much to look at her but at the same time I dreaded what might happen if she caught me. I made my way to the toilet which was in the right hand corner, closest to the door. The shower and Mom were in the far right corner directly to my left. I lifted the toilet seat and unzipped my fly. In my peripheral vision, through the clear glass shower screen I could make out her slender flesh colored form, swaying from side to side under the falling water. I could see that her feet were pointing away from me as she stood face on to the shower head.

"Got any plans for today?" she asked, her back still to me.

That startled me a little and I quickly proceeded to pull down the front of my briefs and started to pee.

"Uh, no not really..."

As the sound of my urine splashed into the toilet bowl melded with that of the water rolling over my mothers body and slapping on the tiles, I was suddenly starkly aware that I was exposing my penis while in the same room as my completely naked mom. Combined with this realisation, my curiosity quickly got the better of me and I glanced briefly towards her. In that split second I could see that she was in fact facing away from me, if I was to look at her now she would never know.

As I kept a steady stream of pee flowing I took a chance and turned my head to look at her. I inhaled deeply as my eyes focused on her naked body. She was running her hands through her hair as soapy water slid down her back and over her buttocks which glowed a rosy pink under the heat of the shower. I watched her hips sway as she shifted her weight from one foot to another, all the while struggling to make sure I was still in fact peeing in the toilet. It was made all the more difficult by the fact that my cock began to swell in my hand, as I watched my mother lower her hands to her shoulders and then to her chest as she lathered her body with shampoo. She turned slightly towards me and I could clearly make out the curve of her right breast, watching its shape change under the pressure of her hand. I was in awe of her womanly figure, her lightly muscled shoulders and arms, her slim neck and waist, the proud bulge of her hips and buttocks and the delicate curves of her shapely legs.

Suddenly she turned around completely, I quickly looked away, hoping she hadn't caught me looking, but not before snatching a glimpse of her right nipple. My focus was now on my penis which had become semi engorged in my hands. I felt my checks begin to flush pink as I stood there with my penis exposed in direct view of my mom. Was she looking at it? I couldn't be sure, but I swore I could sense her eyes burning into me, her focus on what I gripped in my hand... My stream of pee eased then stopped, I shook out the last remaining drops and flushed. At the same time the sound of the falling shower water ceased and suddenly the bathroom was quiet.

"Don't forget to put the seat down please." called Mom. 

I quickly obeyed, then turned my gaze to the floor as I moved towards the basin.

"Hey, can you pass me a towel?"

"Uh... Sure," I quickly washed my hands then went over to where a towel was hanging on the rail, the shower door open behind me. I slipped it off the rail and stepped toward her, the towel in my outstretched hand, making sure to keep my head turned in the the opposite direction.

I heard Mom giggle softly as she took it. "You know you don't have to be such a prude, I really don't mind if you look."

I turned my head cautiously until I was looking at her smiling face, she clutched the towel in front of her. I smiled back nervously. Then to my amazement, she lowered the towel so that her bare breasts lay in full view, her pink nipples pointing proudly as if embracing their exposure. They looked surprisingly firm despite her age, with very little noticeable sagging. She looked down at them and cupped one in her hand, then looked up at me. "You've suckled on these breasts for goodness sake, looking at them isn't going to do you any harm." As she said this, she squeezed her breast lightly then laughed aloud at my expression. I turned red and left the bathroom. I had thoroughly enjoyed what I had seen but was also very embarrassed. Getting to see my mom naked was something I hoped I was going to have to get used to.

It seemed we were experiencing a heatwave and the next day was another hot one. I knew as soon as I woke, peeling the sheets from my clammy skin that I'd be spending it either in or by the pool. I spent much of the night thinking about what had happened the day before. My mom spoke of being "comfortable" around each other, but what did that mean exactly? After the incident in the bathroom it was apparent that it meant at least not having to avert my eyes when she was naked. It made sense that the same went for her when I was naked.

As was becoming tradition, I plodded downstairs sporting morning wood. My dick had received extra encouragement by the practical guarantee that I would see Mom in her bikini again today. I even gave my cock a few tugs before I left my bedroom in an attempt to make it as impressive as possible. I had decided that if Mom was so keen for us to feel comfortable around each other, I wasn't going to let embarrassment hold me back from finding out how comfortable we could get.

I came into the kitchen and was filled with joy to see that once again she was wearing the black tank top which, unlike her baggy T-shirt, left her tightly packaged bottom able to be admired in its entirety. She was chopping something at the kitchen bench and I shuffled over.

"Morning Mom, what-cha making?"

She looked over her shoulder. "Morning sweetie, fruit salad, want some?"

She turned her attention back to the fruit and I moved closer. "Sure, looks good."

My eyes were fixed firmly on her ample ass, the tight fitting cotton fabric of her panties cut a line from either side over each cheek before plunging into the gap between them. I fought the urge to reach forward and grab the fabric in my hands pulling them even higher so that they revealed even more of the flesh beneath them. Instead, I moved behind her and went in for a hug, wrapping my arms around her waist, just below her breasts. I was very aware of how my erect penis was positioned in my underwear, angled downwards rather than upwards, and it slid down along the groove between her ass cheeks as I moved closer towards her.

Mom tensed for a second and gave a surprised "oh!" Then continued slicing the pineapple. She laughed softly, "in a good mood today are we?" Turning to take a banana from the fruit bowl, she began to peel it. Even the slightest movement from her hips felt amazing with my cock firmly nestled where it was, pointing down towards the soft mound of her pussy. Reluctantly I released my grip and backed away, my cock sliding back up along her crack and bobbing at it's natural angle beneath my thin boxers. "Pretty good," I replied.

"I can't believe how hot it is already, I wish really need air conditioning. Thank god we have the pool!"

"Agreed."

After breakfast I decided to skip my morning shower and spend the time between now and lunch lounging in the pool. I convinced Mom to do the same. I jumped in first, the water was perfect. As predicted my eyes lit up when Mom opened the sliding door clad in her skimpy orange bikini. She smiled when she saw me bobbing in the water and skipping over to the pool edge, dived elegantly into the water. She came up in front of me and brushed the wet hair away from her eyes, blinking the water from her eyelashes she smiled. "Ahh, Nice"




Good To Be Home



"Mmm, sure is," I smiled back.

We spent the next half an hour or so swimming playfully, taking turns to chase each other around the pool, just as we had done when I was little. Although this time I couldn't help but sense an element of flirtation and not just from myself. It was my turn to try to get away and I heaved myself through the water to the other side of the pool and pulled my body out of the water, standing at the edge.

"Hey, no fair!" Cried Mom. "That's cheating!" We watched each other for a few seconds, then with a mischievous grin, I bounded a few steps towards the deep end of the pool and leapt into the air, clutching my legs to my stomach. SPLASH! I landed right next to where Mom was treading water. She let out a squeal as a wave of water washed over her. She emerged spitting out a mouthful of water, then wiped her eyes before spotting my grinning face, already at the other side of the pool. Mom narrowed her eyes and let out a fierce "grrrr!" before pushing off through the water after me. I feigned trying to get away but truthfully I wanted her to catch me. She chased me to the shallow end and came at me with arms outstretched, her breasts bounced with each step as her top half emerged from the water. I couldn't help but notice as she came towards me that her bikini was slightly askew, revealing the pink areola of her left nipple. My cock began to swell at the sight.

She dove towards me but I grabbed her hands and we wrestled with each other, me using just enough strength to keep her at a distance. Her breasts jiggled in front of me as she struggled and I laughed a she gritted her teeth and growled in determination. I decided to ease my grip on her hands and she broke free, lunging toward my body. She placed her hands on my shoulders and hauled herself upwards, placing all of her weight upon me. Our bodies came together and my face brushed between her breasts. At first I didn't budge but then she wrapped her legs around my waist and I dropped beneath the surface of the water. Now that she had successfully dunked me, we both stopped struggling and I sat there at the bottom of the pool, Mom's smooth thighs squeezing my waist and her breasts floating inches from my face. My mothers bottom bobbed not far above where my cock desperately tried to escape the confines of my bathers. She released her grip and allowed me to surface, the considerable bulge in my speedos brushed up between her legs as our bodies parted, sending a tingling sensation up my spine.

Mom glanced down as an expression of surprise flashed across her face, but was quickly replaced by a big grin. "Victorious!" she exclaimed, lifting her arms and flexing her biceps. 

I laughed. "Nu-uh, I totally let you w..." It was then that I noticed that the triangle pieces of her bikini top had moved so far askew that both nipples lay exposed. I couldn't help but stare and instantly had to fight the urge to reach forward and touch them.

Mom caught the change in my expression and followed my gaze to her breasts. "Oh!" She moved her hands to cover them but then stopped... "You know what? Forget it." She reached behind her back to where the strings of her top were tied. "You don't mind do you?" I shook my head slowly, eyes still on her breasts. She chuckled. "I didn't think you would."

The bikini slid from her shoulders and she tossed it over the edge of the pool. "Much better," she sighed, closing her eyes and stretching her arms above her head. Her bare breasts swayed in front of my face and I felt muscles in my groin tighten. She lowered her hands and pushed herself backwards into the water, her arms loosely at her sides and her nipples pointing skywards. 

"This is how I usually swim, when it was just me and your sister. Although, I normally wouldn't bother with the bikini bottoms either." I watched her floating there, my eyes drifted from her breasts to her scantily covered crotch. I could make out a subtle crease in the material where here pussy lips came together, wanting more than anything to reach forward and caress it's length with the tip of my finger.

"Y-you can ditch those too if you like... I-I don't mind," I stammered.

She sat up and looked at me, her head tilted, eyebrows raised. Then she smiled and disappeared under the water. She surfaced moments later, her bikini bottoms in hand, and tossed them in the direction of her discarded top. She laughed, "ah, that feels so good, I feel free now, nothing but me and the water!" Then she narrowed her eyes at me, pointing below the water, "alright, your turn mister! Come on don't be shy now, Mommy won't laugh, I promise!" I stood there stunned for a moment then reached both hands cautiously to my speedos. I looked back up at Mom for confirmation and she nodded in encouragement. I awkwardly eased them down until they were around my knees, finally allowing my swollen cock to straighten completely, then ducked under water to remove them altogether. I surfaced and tossed them to the side of the pool where they hit the tiles with a slap and turned to look at Mom, just in time to catch a glimpse of her bare ass as she dove under the surface. As I felt my erection bob freely in the cool water, I watched her skin colored form glide beneath the ripples. I struggled to make out any details and soon slipped under after her. 

Swimming behind her I tried to take in as much of her body as I could, the feeling of the water moving over mine stimulating my erection with each stroke of my arms and kick of my feet. Mom wiggled her hips as she kicked and twisted her body as she came up for air before diving back under. My eyes were fixed firmly on the area between her legs as she opened and closed her thighs, kicking like a frog. My heart nearly stopped when I caught the first glimpse of her sweet pussy. I could make out the delicate pink slit where the outer lips came together, it was the most wonderful and arousing sight I had ever seen, I felt as though I was in a dream. Reluctant to go up for air, I struggled to hold my breath as I envisioned myself grasping her tightly by the hips, then plunging all of my hard cock deep inside her. I imagined that underwater it would slide in with ease.

I began to close the gap on her and once I found that I was in arms reach, grasped both of her legs firmly with both hands, just above the ankle. Mom stopped dead in the water and turned to face me before surfacing. As soon as I came up for air I was met with a mouthful of water as she laughed and splashed my face. I coughed and spluttered then out a great "Raaaaaaaaar!!" lunging after her. Giggling and squealing like a little girl, Mom turned and fled to the shallow end and realising she was cornered, held her hands out in front of her defensively as I began to close in. 

A strange feeling passed over me as I waded towards my naked mother, my erection standing solid in front of me as though it was leading the way. I wasn't entirely sure what I was going to do when I reached her and tried to calm myself. Mom squealed as I came within arms reach and her bare breasts bounced as she hopped backwards until she found her back against the pool wall. I reached forward, for a moment unsure of what I was planning to do with my hands, then I lowered them to her side and began to tickle her as she laughed and squirmed. She managed to push my hands away before reaching towards me with her own and began poking and prodding my stomach and sides.

As the tickling battle continued, it seemed to be all fun and games for Mom and I did my best to keep playing along, although for me there was an undeniably serious side to our touching. It wasn't long before Mom's laughter became softer and our movements became less aggressive. Mom placed her hands on my chest and slid them down over my stomach, her fingers trailing along the grooves between my muscles, while my own hands glided down over the smooth skin of her waist, then returned upwards to brush gently against the undersides of her full breasts. Mom has stopped laughing and I could here that her breathing had become heavy. Her hands trailed down my torso once more, a little lower this time and when her hands disappeared beneath the water I felt her body tense as her wrist brushed against the side of my erection. Mom gasped and looked up into my eyes, then down towards my crotch, staring at it in silence for what seemed like a long time. 

"Is... is that because of me?" I felt heat rise in my cheeks and turned away in embarrassment, giving a slight nod in reply. I felt her small hand clasp my shoulder and she turned me back towards her, lifting my chin with her other hand. "Sweetie... do you think... is there any chance I could have a better look at it? Would that be ok?" I looked into her eyes and saw that she was serious. She patted the poolside with her hand, indicating for me sit on the edge in front of her. I did as I was instructed, placing my hands of the tiles and heaving my naked body out of the water, before cautiously turning to face her, my feet dangling in the water and my hard cock bobbing freely in the open air before Mom's gaze.

"Oh my goodness!" Mom brought her hands to her mouth in surprise, then gently lowered them, placing them on my thighs, parting my legs slightly. "My little boy is not so little!" I sat there in stunned silence, a little overwhelmed by what was happening. Mum smiled, "you know you have a lot to thank your dear mother for, you certainly didn't get it from your father!" Then she bit her lip and looked up into my eyes. "Please honey... is... is it ok with you if I touch it? Just a little, it's so beautiful..." I tried to speak, the words catching in my throat, but I eventually managed a nod. She slowly lifted her right hand from my leg and moved a little closer. I watched almost is disbelief as her hand inched forwards until her slender fingers came into contact with the shaft of my cock, grasping it gently. I flinched, failing to stifle a moan of pleasure as my erection lurched in response to her touch, a small amount of pre-cum dribbling from the tip and dripping into the water.

"Oh!" Mom withdrew her hand, she suddenly looked very embarrassed. She moved to cover her breasts with her arms. "I'm sorry honey, I shouldn't have done that, I don't know what I was thinking." I stared at her in silence as she took a step backwards. "I'm sorry, it's just that... It has been so long since I've been with a man. Seeing your body made me feel... strange... please forgive me."

I slipped off the edge of the pool and into the water and placed my hands on her upper arms, pulling her towards me to wrap her in a gentle hug. I managed to regain the power of speech. "You have nothing to apologise for Mom, I love you." I felt her arms fall from her chest and wrap around my waist, her warm body pressing close against my own, my hard penis angling upwards against her stomach.

"Thankyou."

"Now, how about some lunch?"

"Sure."

I reached down with one arm and hooked it behind her knees, Mom let out a squeal as I lifted her into my arms, laughing as I carried her up the pool stairs and placed her down gently on the grass. I grabbed her nearby towel and she stood smiling as I proceeded to wipe the water droplets from her bare skin. I took my time, not attempting to hide my admiration for her beautiful naked body, kneeling down in front of her to wipe down her stomach and legs. My eyes were drawn to the delicate cleft between her thighs, the area around it smooth and hairless. Mom laughed, "That's enough, I think I'm dry now!" She took the towel from me and began to return the favour, running the towel down over my torso, brushing the sides of my cock. Mom stood and tossed the towel aside, we admired each other's naked bodies for a moment before Mom gave a sigh and smiled. "Well, I'll go and fix some lunch."

I watched her as she turned and walked towards the house, her hips swaying hypnotically. She turned to look at me one last time as she opened the sliding door and slipped inside. I took a few minutes before following her, enjoying the feeling of the sun on my bare skin as my cock was finally allowed to soften. I was still completely naked when I found Mom in the kitchen, to my disappointment she was now dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. "why don't you go up and have a shower, I'll make some sandwiches for lunch." 

I nodded "ok," and jogged upstairs.

Standing still under the shower head, my eyes closed, I tried to process all of the thoughts that were spinning in my head. Even though I was incredibly thrilled by the way that things had developed. I was sad that Mom had eventually drawn the line; although I got the sense that the line was a very delicate one. It filled me with excitement to think of how she might be persuaded to cross it. I had only been back home for a few days, who knew what would happen in the weeks to come.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, reflexively I spun around to face the wall. 

"Sweetie?" called Mom.

"Um, yes?"

"I... I figured I might as well join you. It's just, I've finished making lunch and I'd like to wash off this chlorine smell."

My heart skipped a beat. I could hear the sounds of fabric sliding against skin and turned to see Mom, her top removed, release the button above the fly of her shorts before unzipping them and allowing them to fall to the ground. She wore nothing underneath and I was immediately drawn to the beautiful naked "V" of her pelvis. She stepped towards the shower door, opened it and slipped inside.

Less than a foot separating us, Mom looked up at me at once and then down at my penis. I didn't try to hide it as it rapidly began to swell in her naked presence. She watched until it became fully engorged and began to twitched under her gaze. She didn't react, instead she simply looked away and reached for the bottle of shampoo. "Can I get under there?" she asked, pointing to the shower head. I shuffled back, bumping into the wall behind me. My body was now mostly out of the reach of the water, all except the head of my cock which stood out like a steel rod before of me.

Mom stepped beneath the shower head and I tensed as the head of my penis brushed the side of her hip. It drew a line horizontally to her stomach as she turned on the spot, wetting her entire body. She turned to face me fully, my penis coming to rest beside her belly button and held out the bottle of shampoo, "would you?" She motioned toward her hair as she rolled her head beneath the falling water. I nodded. With a smile, she spun to face away from me, the tip of my cock slid along her body to the small of her back and I squirted a small amount of shampoo into my hand. I reached towards her scalp and gathering her hair behind her head began to massage it through.

"Mmm," she sighed "That feels good." She shifted slightly towards me, my cock sliding further up her back. I felt the firm cheeks of her bottom brush against my balls, and as I ran my fingers through her hair I moved forwards a little so that they were resting firmly against them. She gave another sigh and rolled her head beneath my hands as I ran my fingers over her scalp. Unconsciously, I began to rock with the movement, sliding my cock up and down, my lower body gently squashing into hers.

She let out another sigh, then reached behind her with one hand to touch me on the hip. "Can you wash my back too sweetie?" I swallowed and reached forward past her for the soap, I could see her right breast over her shoulder and did my best to make it seem like an accident as I gently brushed against it it with my forearm. I gripped the soap in my fingers, but thinking quickly let it slip from my hands.

"Oh," it dropped to the tiled floor in front of Mom and she hesitated for a moment before quickly bending down to pick it up, her ass pressing firmly into my crotch. As she straightened, handing me the soap, I took the chance to swiftly rearrange the position of my cock, angling it downwards. I heard Mom take a quick intake of breath and felt her body tense as I gently released my penis and allowed it lodge snugly between her ass cheeks. I lathered the soap in my hands and then placed them on her shoulders, squeezing them as an almost overwhelming feeling of pleasure washed over my body. I moved my hands downwards over her shoulder-blades, Mom arched her back slightly and brought her weight onto her toes, lifting herself an inch or so higher. My hands slipped over the smooth curve of her waist to the sides of her hips and I widened my stance a little. As I did I felt my penis slide further down her ass crack and bit my bottom lip as it passed into the small gap between her thighs. I took a sharp breath as the upper surface of the sensitive head slid over the lips of her pussy, Mom responded to it's presence with a soft moan.

My hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they began to rock gently, the length of my cock slid back and fourth beneath her wet cheeks. I began to move my hands again, massaging the soap over her bare skin. As I did so, I began to notice that Mom was also starting to rock her hips slowly, pressing her ass more firmly against me with each movement. My hands reached her lower back and slid to either side of her hips and then around to her stomach, I gently began to apply pressure, pulling her towards me with the rhythm of our rocking hips.

"Ah," Mom let out a small cry of pleasure and reached behind her with both hands, gripping my hips as I gripped hers, pulling us together. My cock was now sliding along the entire length of her pussy, the head of my penis emerging on the other side between her parted outer lips before slipping back between her thighs. We continued for a minute or so, our momentum quickening a little, Mom's moans of pleasure gradually became louder as she struggled to suppress them. I was beginning to feel an orgasm growing when Mom ceased the rocking of her hips and let her hands fall from my side. 

She turned to face me, my throbbing erection sliding out from between her thighs, skimming over her side before coming to rest on her stomach. She was close enough now that her breasts pressed into my chest and I could feel her hard nipples on my skin. Her cheeks were noticeably flushed and I could hear her panting slightly, her chest rising and falling with each breath. We looked into each others eyes for a few seconds before she stood on her toes to kiss me gently on the cheek. Smiling, she took a step backwards, removing her body from mine, looking down she spotted the soap and bent down to pick it up. She paused as she rose, her face within inches of my throbbing cock. I looked at it myself, having never seen it look so impressive as it stood rock hard before her eyes, it was so engorged it almost hurt, the veins bulging beneath the skin. I felt the tingle her breath upon it and my pelvic muscles contracted in response, my penis arched and a small amount of pre-cum oozed from the tip before sliding down along the shaft. Mom's lips parted slightly in response and I could see the tip of her pink tongue push out from between her teeth. 

Coming to her senses, she rose to her feet and with the soap in her hand began to lather her breasts, the skin blushing a rosy pink beneath the hot water. Her gaze was still locked firmly onto my throbbing cock as she manipulated her fleshy globes with her hands, caressing her nipples before teasing them gently with her fingers.

Redirecting her gaze to my face, she stepped forward and removing her hands from her breasts, placed one firmly on my chest and pushed me back against the wall. I gasped as her other hand reached out to grasp my swollen cock. I felt her slender fingers wrap around it's girth, her touch sending a shiver through my body. She looked purposefully into my eyes as she raised herself high onto her toes and moved her body forward until it was pressing firmly against mine, making sure to angle my shaft downwards so that it once again slipped into the crevice between her thighs.