0 comments/ 116353 views/ 7 favorites My Night With Mum By: Pie_Eater24 I had decided to go out Friday night with my mates from work. I was 22 and had not been out for a while so I was a bit wary of the outside world. The night out at the club was quickly turning into a disaster. I was buying girls drinks but they still didn't see interested in me. I remember counting five girls accepting a drink and then leaving me a few minutes later, was I that bad??? Anyway I decided to get a taxi and head home. I wasn't drunk, I only had a couple so I knew where I was and what I was doing. When I eventually got home after the taxi got home, I wanted to put the key in the door quietly as it was 3am and I didn't want to wake my parents. I was living with my parents because I had just finished University and had no where to stay. As I went quietly through the door, I preceded to climb up the stairs, but I noticed the kitchen light on. I went to investigate, thinking it could be burglars at this time, but it turned out to be my mum. She was sitting at the breakfast bar with her knee length gown on, with probably an even shorter nightie on underneath. "What are you doing up so late?" I asked. "I couldn't sleep because of your fathers snoring" She said. My mum was sitting there eating a yoghurt and was constantly licking the spoon for every last bit, this was turning me on a bit, I have to admit. "Come here and sit next to me" Mum said "Have you had a fun night?" she said. "It was ok, I guess. I put on some pretty neat moves on the dance floor." "Really," she said enthusiastically, "Me and father are going dancing tomorrow night, I need some practice will you help me?" "Yeah sure why not? Tomorrow morning, perhaps." "Why not now? Your father won't hear us, he is fast asleep." "Okay then," I said hesitantly. Mum quickly ran upstairs. Seeing mum in what she was dressed gave me a raging hard on. I hadn't had sex in a while but I couldn't do mum could I? I put on some slow music to dance to, quietly of course, it is 3am. Suddenly I heard the quiet footsteps of my mum coming down the stairs. She stood there all 5 foot six of her with the same clothes on, but now with dancing shoes on, she looked really sexy!!! I had not noticed my mother before but she really was a beautiful woman. 47 years of age with blonde hair, blue eyes and a pair of good breasts for her age. We started dancing and just holding her felt good. We danced so close that she must have felt my hard on. I now started wanting mum as I never did before. I slipped her gown off and she started to move around, obviously not wanting this. "No, David come on don't be silly." "Come on mum, you want it as much as me." I then started to move my hands all over her body, like massaging her. She relaxed more when I did this and started to fall into my hands. I then decided to go for it. I started to kiss her neck, this caused uncertainty on her part. "David, come on. You will wake your father." "No we wont he's fast asleep. You know you want this." "Please David I love you, but not this way." "I love you too mum. You are very sexy lady, you should be with a man who appreciates you." With this I planted my tongue into her mouth. She resisted at first but evenetually gave in and stared to kiss me too. When we parted she must have felt something because what happened next was out of this world for me. My mum stepped back and switched the music off. She then slowly took off her satin nightie. She was standing there naked. The bulge in my pants suddenly got larger. It hadnt been this long for ages. I quickly whipped off my pants and shirt and I started to fuck my mum!!! First off I licked her nipples and slowly moved down her body towards her pussy. I buried my face in it. The orgasms coming from my mum were almost making my dick explode. I realized then that my dick had to go in. It went in smoothly considering her age. I then kissed her and fucked her at the same time "Oh baby, keeping doing that to mummy, ooooooohhhhhh." It was amazing how dad didnt hera us!!! "Yes mummy I will doing anything for you" My load was about to shoot and mum could sense it. Her screams were getting longer and louder and eventually !kaboom! My load shot in to mum like bullets. A few moments later I fell to sleep with exhaustion. I woke up a while later to find mum gone, I decided to got to bed in case dad came down. To this day me mum still have that wonderful relationship. We moved out from the house and lived as a couple far away from our old town. Mum divorced dad and to this day none of our new neighbours know that we are mother and son!!! My Night With My Dream Partner This is my first submission here. Apologies if it's perhaps not as good as some. It was written in one hit, without breaks or pauses for thought. True 'stream on consciousness' it's a tale of what I imagine to be a good night out with my 'perfect' partner. An honorable mention must be made to a very special lady, who inspired me to write this. We're out for the night, you're dressed to kill in your sweet and innocent outfit, you're subtly giving little flashes of yourself to other guys. As the night progresses you get more and more daring. You're starting to flirt blatantly with other guys. I'm getting jealous, but also very turned on. You get talking to a couple of guys who catch your eye and you introduce me as your 'friend'. By now I've seen that wicked glint in your eye and I know you're in for a good time, and I'm in for a bad one - which excites me even more. The four of us go on to a club. As we go in, I go to the bar to get the drinks, you come up with me. You tell me you like these guys, and you're going to go back to their place given half the chance. You tell me as that as soon as you give me the nod I'm to make my excuses and leave, but not until. As you're talking to me, you're very discreetly feeling my cock through my trousers; you can feel how hard I am. You tell me I'm a filthy pervert for getting so excited at the thought of my girl going off with other guys. I'd better be damn good to you when you eventually get home, if I expect to get any relief. I'm definitely not allowed to give myself any relief. You take the guys drinks to them leaving me to carry ours. It's not long before you decide to dance, so you take one of the guys by the hand and lead him to the floor. I sit and watch, noticing there's not a millimeter of free space between the two bodies. I can see the two of you kissing deeply and his hands are all over your bum. This is torture for me, but I'm SO turned on. When the song finishes, you come back and take the other guy up, winking at him and saying "your turn". The whole erotic, frustrating scene is carried out a second time and all I can do is sit and watch. When you come back this time one of the guys asks if it's my turn now, but you tell him that we're only mates and you don't think of me in that way. You then 'remind' me that I have to be up early the next day. I say goodnight to you and I can read volumes in your facial expression. You love this. You love the attention you're getting from the guys. You love the fact that you can see how frustrated I am, and you know I love it too. I say goodbye to the guys and shake their hands. The hands that I know will be all over you later, and then I leave trying desperately to conceal just how hard my cock really is. I get home to our place, strip off straight away, shower and go to bed. I know you'll be a while, so I try to sleep and ignore my throbbing cock. I drift in and out of sleep thinking about you with the guys until I can't take it anymore. I have to relieve my frustration even though you've told me not to. I want to get as close to you as possible while I do though - not surprising really when you think how much I worship you. So I go through your lingerie drawer and pull out stockings, suspenders, a thong and a bra. I put the bra on first, it looks ridiculous, you fill it out so well but it's just two empty cups on me. I put the suspenders on and roll the stockings up my legs, struggling with the fasteners, but eventually I get there. The thong's last, I pull it up my legs and over my bum, it goes over my balls but I leave my cock hanging over the top. I know I look ridiculous, but it makes me feel so close to you. I lie back down on the bed and start wanking, thinking of you being soundly fucked by your two new friends. Just as the second one has cum in my head, I cum in reality. I know I'm not supposed to be doing this, I'm very careful to catch all my cum in my hand. I open my eyes to get off the bed and clean myself up-to see you at the door looking at me. You look like you've had the fucking of your life, your hair is messy, your lipstick smudged. I know you've had a good time. You look at me very calmly, but with that glint in your eye that I know so well. Very levelly you "I told you not to do that. Unless you want to be in the spare room for the next week, you'll swallow every drop of that in your hand." I can feel myself blushing bright red, here I am in your underwear, caught wanking. I sit up and do as I'm told. I lick all the salty cum out of my hand while you just stand and watch. "Come here" is all you say next. I walk towards you, embarrassed and humiliated, but still worshiping you for being so damn sexy. You pull me towards you and kiss me, you being the dominant partner even in the kiss, thrusting your tongue into my mouth and claiming ownership of it. You tell me you can taste my cum in my mouth and ask if I can taste the remnants of the other guys cum in yours. The thought of that, the way you're treating me, the smell of fresh sweat from your exertions on you all combine, and my cock starts to twitch. I'm getting excited again already. You force your knee between my legs and bring it smartly up. I know this is only for effect, but it still shocks me every time. It doesn't hurt, but the act itself gets to me so much that I sink to my knees in front of you. You put your hand under my chin and force my head up to look you in the eyes. Now I can see the anger in them. I've disobeyed you. You slap my cheeks, once on the left and once on the right. You're in full flow now. You're telling me how bad I am, how lucky I am to have you to keep me on the straight and narrow, to teach me how to behave. All I can do is agree with you. My knees are apart and I feel your foot come up between them. I can feel the warmth of your foot and the coolness of the leather straps of your shoes under my balls, just gently resting there - a non-verbal implied threat. You ask me if there's any reason at all why you shouldn't just kick me there, and then kick me out because I obviously can't do as I'm told. I know you'd never do that to me, but I beg for forgiveness anyway. You drop your foot and take a step back. You turn around facing away from me and raise your skirt so I can see your bum. It's rosy red and obviously had a damn good spanking. You tell me to look closely, you tell me that's how real men treat a woman, and say it's no wonder you need to see other guys every once in a while. I have to agree again. I don't have it in me to treat you like that, and I know you do love it, just as much as you love having me serve you and worship you. You tell me the first thing I have to do to make up for disobeying you is to kiss your poor abused bum better. I can't resist a sly smile at that; you know how much I love your bum. I kiss it gently all over; I can feel the heat radiating from it. When I've covered every square inch of skin, I gently run my tongue down the crack. You emit something between a squeal and a sigh, so I know to carry on. I can taste sweat and sex. I love it. I penetrate your rosebud just a fraction with the tip of my tongue. You let me carry on for a while, enjoying the sensations and then abruptly stand up and walk away. You sit on the bed and tell me to take your shoes off. I do this, then kiss your feet and gently suck each toe in turn. You're completely silent while I'm doing this, lost in the sensations . So much so that I think I've gotten away with my slip up earlier. When I've finished with the last toe you open your eyes and say to me, almost as if you've read my mind "Don't think you're getting away that easy. Over my knee." I place myself over your knee as instructed and you start to spank me hard. I know now that you really are angry that I didn't manage to restrain myself. This isn't a spanking done for fun, it's a genuine punishment. You soon seem to get it out of your system though, perhaps it's the fact that I've been kissing your leg where my head rested against it with each slap, perhaps you're hand was getting sore. Whichever it was I'm glad you've finished. You stand up without warning and I fall to the floor, I just lie there waiting for instructions, not wanting to screw up again. "On the bed." is all you say. I know the drill by now. I position two pillows under my head, put my feet together and stretch my arms out towards the ends of the headboard. When you've tied me securely, you reach for my cock and slowly rub your hands up and down its length. "So you think this can compete with what I've just had, do you?" You say and climb on the bed. As you sit astride me and sink down onto my cock you tell me I'd better be good. You work yourself up and down on me, treating me like a human sex toy. I'm in no doubt at all that this is all for your pleasure, you don't really care what I get out of it, as long as I stay hard enough for you to keep using me. You start to tell me exactly what your two latest conquests have done to you. This has to be the ultimate torture. I worship you; you treat me badly. I'm here being used as a sex toy with no thought for my pleasure and you're telling me in great detail how much pleasure you've already had tonight. I love it. My feelings for you, if it's possible, get deeper. Finally I can take it no more. The feeling of pure submission I'm feeling, the erotic things you're telling me. The way you look so gorgeous, still dressed, panting and sweating like a woman possessed take me over the top and I have to cum. It's just short of you cumming again and the frustration takes over, you slap me again and spit in my face telling me how useless my timing is. Then, with a grin, you tell me that it's good I remembered the two pillows under my head. You shuffle up the bed and settle yourself on my face. The last thing I see, before you drop the folds of your skirt around me and I lose my vision, is your smooth creamy thighs framed with your suspenders. Here we are in matching underwear. Two subs together and I'm lucky enough to be subbing to another wonderful sub. I start by licking all around the outside of your pussy, I swirl my tongue around it in circles, just avoiding your clit each time until the circles get too small to continue. Now I'm moving my tongue very gently between your lips, I can tell by the sounds you're making you're enjoying that, but even while I'm giving you pleasure you're still tormenting me. You ask how many men I can taste there. This is the one occasion when I can have my way with you without any interference, so I still studiously avoid your clit. I take each lip in turn into my mouth sucking and very gently nibbling on them until I decide (and it's the only time I do get a chance to make a decision) that it's time to give you your release. I suck on your clit, gently worrying it with the tip of my tongue until I feel you tense and finally cum for the final time tonight. When you've recovered you untie me and we both get undressed and sleep. I'm happy that I've redeemed myself. The next morning, after making you breakfast, I hand wash the underwear that we were both wearing the previous night. I'm in the garden hanging it out when I hear a spanking sound coming from upstairs. It can't be surely? I finish pegging the last item out and rush upstairs. The spanking sound has stopped. You're on your knees in front of one of the guys from last night, just wearing your underwear, with his cock in your mouth. He looks at me and tells me that when you found out just how much the two of them were into the whole BDSM thing, you took a chance and told them about us, and our relationship. He tells me that he'll be round on a regular basis now to give you what I can't. I stand there shocked watching you giving him a slow, sensuous blow-job. Eventually he erupts in your mouth. You can't contain it and it drips out of the side of your mouth, into your cleavage and pools up, slowly soaking into your bra. You smile at me, stand up, walk over and, still with a mouthful of cum, kiss me. You break the kiss and looking me squarely in the eye, with that wicked glint again that I know so well, and say, "Oops, looks like you have some more washing to do darling!" My Night With My Hot Babysitter When I was an 8-year-old boy my parents always got one of their friends daughters to baby-sit me. She was HOT. I had such a huge crush on her. I don't think she knew how I really felt about her. As I got older the crush got bigger and many young mans dreams were spent dreaming of my babysitter. As I grew into a young man I did not see her for years. I still thought of her from time to time, in fact I never forgot her and hoped to someday see her again. I knew she had married and had children, but the fantasy was always there. Finally I did see her again. She was still HOT. She may have been 10 years older than I, but she didn't look it. Like I said I had not seen her since I was about 11, I was now 26. I don't think she recognized me at first. She had always been small with curves that didn't quit. She still had them, even if she was a bit heavier than she had been when she was 21. I knew I would be having more dreams about my babysitter. "Hi Beth, long time no see." She looked at me with a confused look on her face. I was right, she didn't know who I was! "It's me, Scott. You remember you used to baby-sit me?" I said. "Oh, hello Scott. I didn't recognize you. Looks like you have changed quite a lot since I saw you last." Beth said. She thought wow he grew up nicely. She didn't quite know what to say to him. "It was nice to see you." "Yeah, you take care." I said. I watched as she walked away. Her ass was still fine. Her jeans hugged those curves in a way that men look. Maybe someday I would get the opportunity to get my hands on it. It happened about 2 weeks later I went to a bar and she was there. She was looking hot, as always, the only downside was her husband was there. I knew him, he was a decent guy and treated her right, but I wanted that chance too. I went over and joined them. "Hey how are you all?" I asked them. I looked at her that was a mistake. I was getting hard, in public. "Hi Scott," she said. "We are doing well, how about you?" Obviously I could not tell her how I was really feeling, so I said "Fine, save me a dance later will you?" "Sure." Beth said. I was going to get that close at least. If I were really lucky I might get to touch her ass. I left their table, but kept my eye on her all night. Her husband didn't seem to notice the men that all stopped and sat and chatted to her, but I noticed. It seemed like she was quite popular, with all ages. I didn't know if I liked it. Maybe I was reading more into it than was there, they seemed to visiting with both of them. As the night wore on and the drinks flowed I got braver and everyone got a little on the drunk side I decided to make my move. I walked toward her, but the most frustrating thing happened, someone else asked her to dance and she said yes. They got up and moved to the floor. I moved towards the bathroom instead. Before the night was through I was going to get my hands on her fine ass. I came out from the can and they were still dancing. I was jealous and a little crazy. I watched them, it all looked innocent enough, but he was where I wanted so badly to be. I decided the next dance was going to be mine, so I went and sat at her table and chatted to the people there. I found it strange there were few ladies at the table. She finished the dance and returned, but since I was sitting in her seat and the others were full I said loudly "I saved your seat Beth!" as I grabbed her hips and pulled her into my lap. She squealed with surprise and everyone laughed. Damn, he ass felt nice, and I hoped she felt my semi-hard cock. We sat for a minute or two and I asked, "Wanna dance Beth?" She was feeling no pain and said "Sure, let's go!" The music was loud pounding rock. We moved and she was a really good dancer. The song then changed to a slow song. As she turned to say thanks for the dance I pulled her close and said, "Dance with me some more, please" She looked into my eyes and I saw she was attracted to me also. She didn't want to be, but it was there. "Ok." She said quietly. I pulled her close so our bodies would touch once in awhile. She smelled like perfume and sexy female. "Beth, I think I still have a crush on you." Shit, had I blurted that out? Maybe she didn't hear over the music. She looked at me and said, "I know, you always did." Then she smiled a naughty little grin and winked at me! My hand wandered down to her lower back, I had full intentions of letting it go lower, but my luck was bad, the song ended. She moved back from me and her eyes looked heavy, I could swear she wanted me. "Wow, is it just me or is it hot in here?" She was right, she was hot, but that was not what she had meant. "Want to go outside to cool down? Grab us a drink and meet me outside ok?" Holy Shit! She knew exactly what was on my mind and she wanted to go outside with me. I went and grabbed two drinks from the bar and slipped outside. There were quite a few people outside, some were smoking and some were just cooling off. I walked towards the darkness and found her waiting for me. "Want to walk with me?" She asked. "Sure." I am sure I would have followed her anywhere at this point. I was hard as a rock and I was damn sure she knew it. I handed her the drink, my fingers touching hers. She let them linger for a minute and took the drink. Beth then took my free hand in hers and led me over to where I had parked my truck. It was pitch dark; nobody was going to see us here, which is just what she had in mind. Beth turned and took a drink, then set her drink on the truck hood. "Scott, kiss me." I did. I could taste the liquor on her mouth, it tasted nice, the perfect mixture of woman and booze. She pulled me close to her and before I knew what was happening her tongue was in my mouth. She knew how to French that was for sure. My cock was rock hard now and straining against my zipper. Her hand was unzipping my pants and setting my cock free. O god her hand was warm upon my hard-on. I felt her smile against my lips. "MMMMMM for me?" she asked. "O baby, that's all for you." I told her and then I kissed her roughly. My hands lowered to her breasts. I could feel her nipples though her shirt. She gasped when I touched them and ground her hips against my hard cock. Then she took my hand and slipped it inside of her shirt. She had no bra on! I lowered my head to her spectacular breasts and sucked on those hard nipples. "Ohhhh yeah baby, that feels good." Beth said. My hand went around to her ass and squeezed it. It was still firm and everything was in the right place. "Scott?" "Mmmphhh." I was not letting go of her breast. I had dreamed of this so many times. "Fuck me. Now." That got my attention. I didn't need to be told twice. She undid her jeans and pulled them off. I could see her lacy white thong, but that soon disappeared. "Open the tailgate." I did so and she hopped up on the tailgate. She kissed me and I slid into her wet waiting pussy. She was ready for me. She wrapped her legs around my waist and leaned back. There was no escape for me now, like I would want to escape her anyway. I grabbed her hips and plunged deep within her. She played with her nipples while I fucked her. Beth was not a quiet fuck, I just hoped nobody heard her, but I was not stopping even we got caught. Her pussy was gripping my cock like a vice; I knew I would not last much longer. "Scott, I'm cumming. Owwhhh, now!" Beth said. "Cum in me baby, now." Before she finished the sentence I felt myself squirting deep within her. I could feel loads of cum being drained from my cock. I had never had anyone fuck me like that. She didn't release me from her velvety twat right away. She squeezed my beaten cock within her. It was going to rise to the occasion again! She pushed me out of her with a small naughty smile. I didn't want to go but she gave me no choice. The cold night air on my cock made it stiffen. She sat up and kissed me. Then pushed me away once again. She jumped off the tailgate. "Damn that's cold." I came up her and said into her ear "Don't leave yet, I have something to show you." I then pressed my cock into her ass cheeks. "I'm not going anywhere yet Scottie." Nobody has called me that since I was 12. But on her lips and what we had just done and what we were going to do again, it was erotic. I shoved my cock up her ass. I didn't give her any time to get away. It was then I noticed she was pressing against me, not fighting me. Her ass was tight and wet from our last fuck a few minutes ago. Very few women had ever let me fuck their ass, and none had ever enjoyed it like Beth did. "MMMMM do me Scottie." Beth said. Her ass clenched my cock and I came again. She grabbed my hand and brought it to her pussy. I felt her cum all over my hand. She then lifted my hand to her mouth and licked it clean. I slipped from her ass my cock small and harmless now. She dressed and so did I. She took her drink from the truck hood and drained it then said to me. "Thanks Scottie, it was fun. Don't call me ok? This was a one time thing." I did not want it to be, but I could understand her side of this. "I hope you enjoyed having your babysitter tonight." Then she winked and turned and walked away. She didn't even give me a chance to say anything. I did not return to the bar that night and I never saw her there again. I see her once in while on the street but she never lets on anything ever happened between us. I would love another night with my babysitter, but I am content with what we did share. For now.