5 comments/ 47846 views/ 49 favorites Mother Starts Dating By: experimentalstories I was concerned for my mother. My Dad had left her for another woman almost a decade ago and in that time she had only dated one guy. She had become insular and didn't socialise with anyone. In fact the only time she really talked to anyone outside of her job was when I would come over for Sunday dinner. One night, as we relaxed after dinner with a bottle of red wine, I asked her why she didn't sign up for a dating site. "I did, but it wasn't really my thing" "Your thing?" "I didn't meet anyone I really liked" "But you did meet people?" "Well yes, but.." My mother trailed off and played with the rim of her wine glass. I cocked my head quizzically and waited, she finally relented. "They were all younger guys, much younger, and they only wanted," she paused and lowered her voice, "sex." I threw my head back and laughed. "HAHA! That's what all young guys want! Plus, Mum, I'm 35 now, you don't have to be embarrassed talking to me about sex." "But it is embarrassing!" "Mum," I put on a serious tone while smiling, "don't you remember when I was a teenager and we had to have a long talk about the girls I was bringing home?" My mother was blushing now and finished her glass before pouring another. I chuckled again, not wanting her to feel too embarrassed, but I was also keen to push her further. My mother is notorious for giving up an idea and I was really concerned that she was lonely. I was also a little bit drunk and feeling cheeky. "So you didn't ever chat to any of them?" "No! Like I said they were only after a one night stand and I've never..." I let that one go as she took another swig of her wine. "I don't know, sometimes you have to talk to these guys online first, they might be really nice, even if they are only after one thing." I gave her a comical wink. "And besides, there's nothing wrong with a little bit of sex." My mother flicked me a look of humour mixed with annoyance. I decided right then that I would try and get my mother laid. It was probably the wine talking, but it seemed like a great idea to cheer her up and the more I thought about it the better the idea seemed. I just had to figure out a plan of action. "Tell you what Mum, what don't you grab your laptop and we'll fire up the site and see if there's any guys online who want to chat?" "I don't know..." "C'mon Mum, you gotta meet someone somehow," by 'meet' I meant 'fuck', but I didn't say as much. "Besides, I'll be here and I can help you with what to say." She looked at me skeptically. "What've you got to lose Mum?" "...ok," she agreed and got up to get her laptop and I refilled both of our glasses, figuring booze would help her be a bit more relaxed with the guys online. She returned with the computer and took a couple of big sips while the site loaded on her screen. It was a site I had never used, but had heard of. It was a local site for our city and like all singles sites it had a well known hook-up culture. Mum quickly typed in her log in details. First she showed me her profile. She'd chosen a pretty dull picture for her avatar, just her sitting on a park bench while on holiday. That was the first thing I decided to change. I slid in beside her and asked to take the controls. She relented and immediately stood up and took a swig of wine. I looked through her images and found a nice one of her from last summer sitting the sunshine showing off a good amount of cleavage. My Mum has a nice looking pair of tits. She lost a whole lot of weight during the divorce and in doing so, created a waistline that emphasised how big her tits actually were. I paused briefly as I was a little surprised that I was thinking about my Mum's tits, but shrugged and uploaded the image. "Oh that's a nice photo, I forgot about that" said Mum looking over my shoulder. "Now let's think about what we want your profile to say" "Well it doesn't say much right now..." Mum started to talk when she was interrupted by a beep from the computer. At the bottom of the screen a small dialog box was flashing with the username BigDave87. I clicked it and the message was revealed: Hey bb, hru? "Mum sit down, this guy wants to chat" I said, rising from the chair. She sat down and asked what to do. "Clicking that button will show you his profile and you just type to him in the box down there." She clicked the link and as his profile loaded she asked, "What did he say?" "He said, 'Hi Baby, how are you?' Don't worry about the weird abbreviations, just write how you'd write" "Ok...Oh my god! He's 28!" For reference my mother is 60. "You don't have to marry him Mum, just chat." "What should I say?" "Hahaha! Well, he asked how you are so why not tell him?" She began typing: "Hi there, I'm doing well. How are you?" The response was almost immediate. "Great! Love the pic u just uploaded!" Mum turned and looked at me with a curious look on her face. "There must be some sort of alert function that shows people if you updated your profile. In any case it was a compliment." Mum turned back to the screen and typed: thank you. "Add a smiley face," I said. She looked at me again. "Trust me." She typed in :-) and hit enter. "Oh! It converts it into a little drawing!" she exclaimed, "that's neat!" The chat box blinked again. "Ur welcome! You've got a great smile and nice looking body! Very hot!" Mum blushed and quickly replied again. "Thank you ;-)" "Oh! The smiley face is winking this time?" she said pointing at the screen. "I think you made a typo," I told her, "the winky face is little more flirty, so it doesn't matter." The chatbox updated again. "Anytime lol! I think I would love to see more of you." "Tell him you'll upload some more photos later," I said. "Are we?" asked Mum. "Maybe, but we'll cross that bridge later" Mum typed in the reply, the response once again came swiftly. "Lol! That'll be great, but I was meaning over a drink sometime?" "Maybe, we'll have to see ;-)" typed Mum without my prompting. "Cool! My name's Dave by the way, what's yours?" "Di" "Nice to meet you Di :)" "Nice to meet you too Dave" By this time Mum seemed more relaxed so I just let her chat "So do you think you'd like to have a drink with me, Di?" "We might be able to do that. Though I have only just met you." "Well I can tell you that I'm a nice guy lol!" "And I am a nice lady ;-)" (I wondered if Mum realised that by winking she was being more flirtatious). "How nice? ;-)" he replied with a wink of his own "Very nice!" "Not even a little bit naughty?" Mum glanced at me and I said "Sounds like he wants you to get naughty" before realising what I had just said to my mother. She turned back to the screen without questioning me. "I can be naughty from time to time ;-)" "Ha, good to hear! We might have be naughty together." "Maybe ;-)" "Have you ever met anyone off this site before?" "No, in fact I haven't even chatted to anyone before tonight" "So I'm your first? ;-)" "So to speak ;-)" "Oh, so you're experienced in other areas? ;-)" "You could say that" "Nice, I like a woman who knows what she's doing" "What about you? Have you met anyone from here?" "A few. But always keen to meet more." "So are you more interested in one night stands?" Alarm bells suddenly went off in my head. My goal was to get my mother laid, but she was still looking for a boyfriend. The chatbox blinked before I could suggest anything to her. "Sometimes one night stands are fun. But I like multi-night stands lol!" I froze as Mum started typing back. "Well obviously I'd also prefer more than one night" I was confused by this response but she hadn't shut him down. The box blinked. "I'll have to do my best on the first time then. So shall we meet up?" For the first time in a while Mum paused and looked at me. "Well he seems nice and doesn't look too shabby," I said. While she had been chatting Mum had been looking through his profile. He had a bunch of photos up of him put partying and drinking. He seemed like an average 28 year old, a little bulky with a goatee, not stunningly handsome, but it was a singles site after all. "But he's so young! And I'm pretty sure he's just after sex" Mum said. "That may be true, but you haven't been on a date in a very long time and what's wrong with at least meeting him for a drink?" "I suppose you're right" "And look," I said, not really thinking, "if anything does happen just bring him here where it'll be safer. You know I only live one street over." Mum looked at me for a while, then smiled a little and said "ok." She turned back to type. "I think we could do that. Are you ok with how old I am?" "Why would I be? Like I said, I'm after a woman who is experienced." "Are you inexperienced? lol!" As weird as this whole situation was, seeing my mother write "lol" was even weirder. "Lol, nope! When we meet I can hopefully show you how experienced I am." "You might be able to teach me something." "That would be fun! So when shall we meet?" Mum paused for what seemed like an eternity then finally typed again. "How about Friday after work? There's a bar in town called Pico's, do you know it?" "I sure do! I'll see you then Di, have a lovely night" "You too, see you Friday, bye" "Bye" Mum closed the window and then the laptop. She picked up her glass and went to drink, before realising that it was empty. She looked at me. "Well, that was... interesting" "You did manage to get a date though" "I'm pretty sure he has more than a date in mind." she frowned. "That might be true, but you're a grown up Mum, you can handle these situations. Also there's nothing wrong with a little casual sex." She raised her eyebrow at me. "C'mon Mum, you aren't in an old folks home yet..." "Ha! Thanks!" She interjected sarcastically. "You know what I mean. Go have a drink with this guy, you never know, he might be a great guy." "And if he wants more than a drink?" "And if he wants more than a drink, you're a grown up, you can decide whether you want to do that. But please, have an open mind about this Mum. Meeting people is fun, remember?" I smiled widely at her and she smiled back. The rest of the evening wound down and I walked home. On the walk I wondered if I had pushed too hard. I'd check with her again on Friday. It was such a strange idea for me. I had never thought of my mother in a sexual way before, and I still don't. When I was a teenager, my mother had sunbathed naked on our balcony where no one could see her... except me as I walked through the house. The image of her standing up one day and asking me to bring her a glass of ice water is stuck in my head. Hands on her chubby hips and wearing nothing but sunglasses. As a shy teenager, and her son, I didn't linger on her body long but I still looked her up and down. Back then she was much bigger than she is now. Short and quite round, with large, plump hanging tits and a pussy covered in light brown hair. Now, as an adult, I still had no desire to fuck her. But for some reason the thought of hooking her up with guys for one night stands was incredibly exciting. The week flew by and I hadn't heard from my mother, then on Friday I got a text message. "Is it ok if I text you tonight to keep you up to date? I'm a bit nervous" "Of course," I replied, "text me updates and let me know if you need me to come get you or anything." "Ok. Thanks!" I got my first text at 5:30pm. "Heading to the bar now" Then at 6:30pm. "He's very nice, but very young!!" Then at 8:15pm. "Still at the bar, he might be growing on me." At 9pm. "Having a great time! Thanks for making me do this! :-)" Finally at 11pm. "Sorry this is going to sound crazy but I just realised that forgot to put away all my laundry! Just in case we end up back at mine for a drink, would you do me a BIG favour and pop over and tidy them up? We'll be about an hour or so" "Haha! Sure Mum, this is a role reversal, me cleaning your laundry! Also glad you're having a great time!" I put some jeans and a hoodie on and walked over to Mum's place. Using my keys I went in and saw the offending laundry drying in the middle of the living room. Mum's house is pretty small, but perfect for an older woman living alone. The living room comes off the front door and is a big open space including the kitchen area to your left. The main bedroom is at the far end of the living room on the right. Next to that is the spare bedroom which shares a small ensuite with the main bedroom. And then there's the main bathroom on the other side of the spare room and then you're back to the front door. So she was right to worry about the laundry as it was taking up a lot of room in the small house. After folding up the clothes and putting the basket at the bottom of Mum's closet, I was folding up the drying rack when I heard a car pull up outside and people talking. That was my Mum's voice! I looked at my watch, 11:30! They were early! I grabbed the rack and shuffled into the spare room, shutting the door softly behind me just before I heard the door open. "And this is my place, sorry it's so small." Mum sounded happy and a little drunk. "Oh, my son must've left the lights on." "Your son?" The other voice was clearly a man's but sounded just as drunk. "Oh he popped by earlier to do some chores, don't worry! Now let's have that drink! Take a seat, I'll grab it." I sat down softly on the bed in the dark room, realising I was trapped. From the other room I heard my mother clinking glasses and rummaging through cupboards. "I know I've got a nice bottle of wine here somewhere... must be in the bottom cupboard." More rummaging noises then the young man, who I assumed was Dave said: "That's a great view!" "What? Oh you!" I heard my Mum reply. I was confused until he replied. "No seriously, on your knees with your ass up like that... and in that dress, damn! It's a thing of beauty!" I don't know if I was more shocked to hear his comments about my Mum's ass or her reply. "Hahaha! Good to hear, though I thought your plan was to get me out of this dress?" "Yeah it is! All in good time though." "Good because I found the wine!" I heard my Mum pick the glasses and walk from the kitchen to the lounge, then nothing just murmuring. I was intensely curious and thats when I remembered the vent. To keep airflow moving between the rooms Mum had a bunch of vents installed, connecting each adjacent room. I looked up at the wall, the vent between the living room and the spare bedroom was above the bedhead. I climbed up as softly as I could and peered through the grate in the vent. In the room was an amazing sight. My mother was kissing Dave, or more correctly, he was kissing her. He was much taller than her, which is easy because she is kind of short. But he was also much bigger. BigDave's screen name was not a lie. He looked a bit chubbier than in his photos though it was hard to tell as he had both arms wrapped around my mother holding her tightly to him as he bent over her. Her arms were loose at her sides holding the bottle and two glasses. As I watched Dave slid one of his hands down her back and onto her ass, and squeezed. As he did I heard my mother make a noise I had never heard from her before. It was a long low moan. At that moment my mother sounded like every horny teenager and old whore. The dress Dave had complimented was a long, sleeveless red dress that had ridden up a little as he groped at her ass. She kept softly moaning. Dave pulled her upright and took the bottle and glasses from her, setting them on to the coffee table, before reclining on the couch. Mum stood there, swaying a little, I could see a slight smile on her face. "Come here," Dave said, beckoning to her. My mother walked over to him and bent down to kiss him, giving me an unexpected view of her ass similar to what Dave saw before. I could see her panty-line through the dress, but I was surprisingly impressed by my Mum's ass. It was nice, round, and perfectly wide when she bent over. It wasn't "pert" or "taught" but it was a hot ass alright and Dave was correct when he said it was a "great view". Dave pulled my mother closer so she was standing between his legs as he sat on the couch, still kissing him. She was close enough for him to reach out with those big hands and grab her ass again, causing more moaning from my mother. This time though he spun her around, so now she was facing me directly (or rather the wall I was spying through). She teetered as she spun, but he grabbed her hips and held her steady. I noticed her tits moving in the low-cut dress; Dave would've had a fantastic view when she was leaning in towards him before. Then, still with a firm hold of her hips, he pulled her towards him. Her ass finally ended up in his lap and I saw her let out a surprised "oh!" as he pressed against her. I realised the Dave had his growing hard-on nestled between my mother's butt-cheeks. He leaned forward and kissed the exposed skin of my mother's back moving his hands up her body as he did. Mum began to moan louder as Dave's big hands reached her tits. He grabbed one in each hand, still kissing her back and neck. Fondling her breasts, weighing them, rolling his fingers up over her nipples, which I could start to see sticking through the fabric of the dress. Then I noticed Mum was grinding, just slightly, against his crotch. This is exactly what I was wanting, for Mum to get laid and enjoy herself. The sight of the two of them working their way up to fucking was making me feel incredibly good, and I'll admit there was a slight stirring in my pants too. Dave's rolled Mum's left nipple between his thumb and forefinger through the dress fabric before giving it a squeeze. Mum hissed in pain and pleasure. "Ahhhh, not so hard!" "sorry baby, you've just got me all fired up," Dave replied. "Mmmm I can feel how 'up' you are right now," Mum purred back at him. "Really?" He said slyly, "How fired up are you?" Dave let his right hand slide down over Mum's body (still seated between his wide legs) to her knee, where he grabbed her dress and began to gather it up. He kept slowly pulling it, with his other hand still on her breast and his mouth on her back and neck, until her dress was mainly gathered at her hip. Dave then began stroking Mum's exposed thigh. After the third stroke he held her knee and gently opened her legs. The look on Mum's face said "I'm nervous, but I really want to feel this", and she obliged, spreading her legs for him. Her gathered dress still covered what was left of her modesty; Dave's hand moved slowly down her thigh and under the dress. His hand moved slowly and Mum moaned again, closing her eyes a little. Then I saw Dave's hand flick, and Mum's eyes opened wide as she gasped. "Wow, baby, you are soaking wet! And I love a nice hairy pussy." I guess she still didn't shave it. Mum closed her eyes again as I could see Dave's hand moving rhythmically under the red fabric. She leaned back into him, which pushed her (apparently) wet pussy onto his hand and spread her legs wider. "You like what I'm doing to you? "Mmmm hmmm" Mum nodded with her eyes closed. "Does the little old lady want some more?" Dave said in Mum's ear. It was the first time I had heard either of them reference the age difference. "Yes please" my Mum replied in a whisper. Dave moved his hand in a slow circle then sharply flicked it again. Mum gasped and then moaned. She was breathing heavily and I could see her chest starting to blush. "That's two fingers in your hot pussy" Dave whispered to her, before kissing her neck again. Mother Starts Dating Ch. 02 "How did it go last night?" I texted my Mum, knowing exactly how it went. "Really well! He was very nice!" came the reply a few minutes later. I laughed to myself, yes very nice indeed. "Think you'll see him again?" I asked. "It's a possibility. He's very young though, so I'm not sure." "Well obviously it's something you'll need to think about. And of it doesn't work out then at least you can try again for a similar experience with someone else." "What do you mean?" "Well if you had a good time with this guy, then there's a good chance you might have a good time with other young men from that site." "That's true. Are you still coming over for dinner on Sunday?" "Yep! See you then." I spent my weekend scheming on how I could get my mother to fuck more guys and how I could watch her do it. Without the means to set an elaborate system of cameras throughout Mum's house I figured my best bet was sneaking in and hiding in the spare room while she was out meeting them. And for her to get more dates we would have to "sex up" her profile on the dating site; that meant photos. "So the date went well?" I asked at the end of dinner on Sunday. Mum and I were again finishing a bottle of wine (I should point out that Mum doesn't often drink, but enjoys wine with company, she's a "cheap drunk"). "Yes very well. He was a lovely young man and we had a great time at the bar, talking and laughing and dancing..." "Dancing?" "Yes, it was a lot of fun! Then we came back here for a drink." "Nice work Mum!" I teased. "Oh stop it!" she laughed. "Like you said, I'm a grown woman and I can do what I like." "Well done you! So are you seeing him again?" as I asked this her face changed a little. "I texted Dave a couple of times but haven't heard back yet" "Well he's a young guy, they don't always know that they are supposed to reply." "I suppose so, but I would like to see him again. Even just for another drink." "I'm sure he'll be in touch," I said reassuringly. "And to seal the deal let's update your profile on the site. Something to give Dave a reminder of what he's missing out on the longer he waits to reply. And also something to attract other guys." I winked and gave Mum a broad smile. "You're right" she said as she finished her glass. She got up and walked off to get the laptop. As she walked away I watched her ass. I had been sneaking looks at her ass and tits all night, remembering the amazing view I had of her just two nights ago. After Mum returned and logged in, I suggested a few improvements to her profile. "The first thing you need to do is add some photos." "Here," she said opening a folder on the computer, "the last one you picked work very well, so you can choose which ones to put up." "Ok, let's have a look.." Mum only had two or three good photos of herself. I chose a couple that showed off her face in good lighting, but there was nothing too sexy. "Ok, Mum this is a problem. We might have to take some photos of you for the site." "Really?" "Yeah, a lot of these photos are either too far away, or in bad light, or just flat out not sexy enough." Mum raised her eyebrow at me. "It's a dating site Mum, you have to look sexy." "Ok, so what are we going to do?" "Hmmm, go put on something sexy, like you're going out, and I'll take some photos of you. We can shoot you in a few different outfits too." Mum gave me a look like her son had just asked to take sexy photos of her, and took another big swig of wine. I was about to explain, when she downed her glass and said: "Ok, let's do it. I'll get changed you get more wine." She turned and walked off to the bedroom, closing the door behind her. I waited in teh living room, playing with the settings on my phone's camera. Mum finally came back out of her room. She was made up and wearing the same dress from two nights ago; the one she was wearing when Dave was finger fucking her on the couch. "Wow, Mum, that looks amazing!" She smiled and did a little twirl. I handed her a glass of wine and directed her to the couch. "Ok," I started, "just lounge back into the arm of the couch and hold the glass of wine up." Mum followed my direction and I snapped a couple of pictures. "Hmmm, put both legs up on the couch and lie back a little, and put your far knee up, that's it, and smile." Mum was happily followng and occaisionally sipped her wine as I snapped pictures of her in various poses. "Um, Mum this is embarassing, but, could you show a bit more cleavege?" "Sorry?" "Well, you're quite covered up and these guys will react better to a more sexy image..." I was blushing a lot as I asked her to show off her tits. "Oh, ok. I can do that" she replied. Mum adjusted her dress so that her breasts were more prominent, shimmying the straps low of her shoulders. She then reaching into her bra and moved her tits around until suddenly they were bulging out of her dress. Mum now looked a lot more sultry, like a real MILF (though at 60 she's probably more correctly a GILF). "Better?" She asked. I blushed again. "Ah, yeah perfect" I managed before rasing the camera (my phone) and snapping some more shots. I started directing her again. "Why don't you put one leg on the ground and keep your other leg up and bent at the knee, then lean forward a little?" Even with her dress on, she looked like a slut with open legs waiting for cock. I took the last few shots. "Well I think that's all we need unless you want to take some more?" "What more do you think we'd need?" Mum's voice was a little slurred from the wine. "Oh I dunno, ones that show a bit more skin I suppose" "Hmmm, maybe next time, I think these might be enough." As horny as I was from the thought of photographing my mother in various states of undress I was glad we didn't. I loved this idea, but didn't want to make our relationship too wierd. "Ok, cool!" I said with almost real relief. "Let me jump online and I'll update your profile. You can get changed back if you like." Mum got up off the couch and walked back to her room (with only a little swaying from the wine). I kept my eyes on her ass as she did. Wandering over to the laptop, I began to transfer the photos. Glancing up from the progress bar I realised that Mum had neglected to fully close the door to her room. Right then I was thankful for two things, my excellent eyesight and that my Mum needed glasses. Through the gap in the door I could see my mother's reflection in her mirror. She was still wearing the dress and looking at herself. She reached up and slid the dress down off her shoulders, letting it hit the floor. Once again I was treated to the site of my mother standing in lingerie. Her skin covered in freckles, wrinkles and stretchmarks. Her fat tits almost overflowing from her bra. The mound of her hairy pussy visible through her panties. Mum moved her hands up over her stomach and then back down over her hips and thighs, either side of her cunt. Then she reached up and squeezed her tits, pouting and miming at the mirror as she did. She bent forward and mimed showing off her tits to some lucky guy. She stood up and again and shook them up and down, watching how much they bounced. Her tits flopped and bounced in her bra as she began to pinch her nipples, looking the mirror to see how they looked when erect. She pinched and twisted over and over, trying to get them as big as possible. I glanced down at the progress bar, it was done. I took a break from my perving to arrange the photos on her profile. As I did so I saw a new message pop up. I checked on Mum, she was just putting on her robe so I called out. "Hey Mum, it worked already!" Mum wandered over, tying her robe as she did. I glanced up but the chances of perving were over. She sat down in front of the computer and clicked on the chat box. "Oh I thought it would be Dave, this is someone else" she said with mild surprise. "It's not too surprising that more than one man would find you attractive, Mum" I said in a joking tone. Mum smiled at me and typed her reply to the new man. I didn't watch closely over her shoulder like I did last time. Instead I asked what he was saying. Mum waved me away. "I'll tell you when I'm done. Sorry, I need to concentrate in case I say something silly." I shrugged and let her do her thing while I poured myself a glass of wine. As she typed I asked questions. "So is he a nice guy?" "Yes but quite forward." "Forward?" "Well he's already talking about sex." I almost spat my wine. "What!? And what are you replying?" "None of your business" she winked at me, "though he certainly liked the photos you took." I was getting the feeling that Mum was enjoying her new found sexuality. She was smiling as she typed and seemed to be enjoying the chat. After a while she finally stopped typing, closed the lid and stood up. "Well, I've got another date!" "What? Oh well done Mum! Who's the lucky guy?" "His name is Peter and I'm meeting him for a drink after work on Friday." "Nice work Mum," I said with a smile. "Yes, this is a lot of fun. Thank you for making me do this." "Happy to help Mum." "Good because if you don't mind I'll text you again, just to feel a bit safer." "That's totally fine." "Ok, good. Now I have to go to bed, the wine is about to put me to sleep." "That's cool, talk to you again on Friday." I got up and hugged my mother goodbye and walked out the door. I was at the end of her driveway when a thought stuck me. There was a narrow walkway down the left side of Mum's house, between the house itself and a fence that ran along the boundary. It was a solid, tall fence so the neighbours wouldn't see me if I walked down it. It was also the side of the house that Mum's bedroom was on. I slipped into the walkway and made my way silently down the side of the house to my mother's bedroom window. I could see the glow from her window and when I finally reached it my hunch was correct. The vertical venetian blinds Mum used left enough of a gap that I could see into her room. It wasn't perfect (my previous spot was much better), but it was good to know. I was about to leave when Mum walked into the room from the adjacent bathroom. She walked towards her bedroom door, so her back was to me, as she undid her robe and removed it. As she did so, hanging it from a hook behind the door, I was treated to an amazing sight: my mother's bare ass. She hadn't been wearing anything under the robe and somehow I hadn't noticed. I watched her ass jiggle and wobble as she walked and I began thinking how I would love to see one of lovers slap it. She hung up the robe, turned off the light switch and turned around. Once again I saw my mother's naked body by the soft light of her bedside lamp. Her large breasts hung low, resting on her stomach. Her nipples stood proudly erect, it wasn't too cold tonight so I wondered if she had been pinching them again. My eyes moved down to her hairy pussy mound, knowing that between her fat thighs were a set of big cunt lips. I thought Mum was going to bed, but instead she went to the mirror again, checking herself out. She ran her hands up and under her tits, cupping them. She raised them up and jiggled them. They rippled and flopped about in her hands. She started bouncing them up and down together, like she was giving a titwank to some invisble man. Suddenly she let them drop and I watched as they bounced before resting again on her belly. She slid her hands down into the thick bush of hair covering her cunt. She pulled tightly at the hair with her fingers, slightly exposing her clit hood and the cunt lips beneath it. She continued pulling the hair, and slowly set her feet apart and squated a little, opening her old cunt. She reached down with both hands and I saw her pulling at her cunt lips. She was pulling them down and then running her hands up and down her pussy. The motion reminded me of milking a cow: my mother, the fuck cow. Her eyes were closed now and I could see she was enjoying this. I wondered how often she did this. Did my mother play with her cunt every night before bed, or had the chat stirred her up into a horny mess. She stopped and walked to the corner of the bed. She put one leg either side of the corner and sat down. With her legs wide my mother's pussy was splayed open, like a woman in a cheap porno. Mum's open cunt was framed by her thick bush, her lips open and proud. She reached down and began rubbing her clit, stopping every now and again to pull her cunt lips. With her left hand she pinched and twisted her nipples. Suddenly Mum slapped her clit hard three times in a row then grabbed her fat cunt lips and pulled them wide apart befopre slapping her clit again. Then she shoved three fingers deep into her wet fuckhole with her left hand, letting her right hand rub her clit hard. My Mum really got off on this harder style. Her hips began bucking up against her hands, she was fucking herself hard. Her fat ass bounced on the bed and her tits flopped about crazily as my mother fingered her cunt. It didn't take long before I saw my mother's orgasm. She flushed red across her chest, her nipples erect and screwed up her eyes. Even through the thick glass I could hear her moans as she came. She had curled forward in order to shove her fingers as deep as she could and her belly sat round on the top of her thighs. Mum pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and laid back on the bed. Her hole gaped open and her cunt was red and slick from the fucking she had just given herself. My mother was such a beautiful old whore. A noise behind me made me turn around. There was nothing there, but when I turned back, my mother had rolled onto the bed and was crawling under the covers. I decided it was time for me to sneak off to my bed. I left to make plans for Mum's next date night. Mother Starts Dating Ch. 03 Please read the previous two stories first. This one is sort of an aside and doesn't feature any actual sex. It ties into the overall fantasy of the story though. Cheers! --- My phone buzzed at around 10am the next day. It was Mum. "Now I have two dates! ;-)" "What happened?" "Dave texted this morning. Apologised for being too busy and asked me out again. So I've got a date on Friday and now Saturday too!" "That's excellent news! Well done! Let me know if you need anything" "I will, thanks!" This was amazing! My Mum was really into it now; meeting men and, with any luck, fucking them. And with even more luck I'd be able to watch it all happen. I was still pretty happy after work and decided to stop in at a bar for a beer before heading home. I picked one near my office that I don't usually go to. It was full of suits; drunk obnoxious young professionals all being fairly rowdy for a Monday. I found a spot at the end of the bar and ordered a beer. There was a loud table with four of these young businessmen to my left, I drowned them out as I enjoyed my beer and savoured the news that I had recieved from my mother. I began to plan how I could sneak in and regain my vantage point, and hopefully see my mother getting worked over like a cheap pornstar. The bartender asked if I wanted another beer, just as the guys behind me burst into laughter. I ordered my next beer and listened in lazily. Seems they were talking about their girlfriends and what they could get them to do. It sounded to me like dialogue from Wolf of Wall Street, if that movie had been written by a hack. "Man, my girl keeps her cunt hairless," this was a thin blond guy with glasses, who looked to be in his twenties. "I make her get on the bed face down and ass up, showing off that sweet little pussy...and then I fuck her in the ass. Bitch cums like crazy." The guys all laughed, but this was clearly a game of one-upsmanship. "Wow, Karen sounds like a total slut" said a tubby guy who looked the oldest of the group. "I'm fucking this bitch called Natalie, loves to ride me with my dick in her ass and a dildo inside her pussy. And last weekend I tied her up fucked her raw and blew my load in her face!" This was met with more laughter and drinking of beer. These guys were clearly assholes, and more than likely embelishing, but at least they were having fun. "What about you Davey? Got any sweet bit going at the moment?" This was directed to the guy with his back to me. "Yeah actually," he started, "and you sick fucks will love this." All of the guys at the table looked confused and leaned in. The man continued. "I found the best place to pick up desperate bitches who will do anything a good whore should but without the cost... and I found me a great one!" "Where do you go to get them?" asked the tubby guy. "I'm not gonna tell you bastards, but I will share one thing..." he paused making sure he had their attention, "I'm pretty sure I can get this bitch to fuck all of us." All the guys looked suitably impressed, so he continued. "It get's better guys, she's a MILF, in fact better than that, she's practically a GILF!" "How old is this chick?" "She's 60, but she fucks like a pro." I was already following this conversation but when he said that my ears pricked up. "She needs a bit of training but I'm pretty sure I can get her to pull a train on us." "Oh so now you're pretty sure? C'mon man!" "Ok let's make it interesting. I bet $100 against each of you, that I can get the old bitch to fuck us." "Hey it's win/win right?" said the only guy who hadn't spoken to this point, he looked like he could've been the tubby guy's younger brother. "We either get to gangbang this old bitch or we get $100!" The men all clinked their bottles together. "So what does this 60 year old cumbag look like?" the blonde guy asked. "Here," said the guy with his back to me, as he pulled out his phone, "I took some pictures while she thought I was texting." I had a weird feeling in my stomach because I knew that "Davey" was Dave and that the "cumbag" they were talking about was my mother. From my position I could see their table and I could see over Dave's shoulder as he flicked through his photos. Then there it was, a series of photos of my mother, naked and freshly fucked. He handed his phone over the pack of perverts who all began looking at my mother's naked body. "Fuck look at the titties on the bitch!" "Looks like you gave that cunt a good working over!" "Dave, you're a goddamn genius! I can't wait to get my dick in this old slut!" "And I'm going to be deep dicking the slut again this weekend" Dave added smugly. My head was swimming and my stomach churned nervously. I had just wanted to get my Mum laid and now she was the target of a group of perverts. One had already fucked her and now he was lining her up to fuck all his buddies. What was worse, I was turned on! The idea of seeing my mother gangbanged and degraded by these guys was filling my head. At that point the bartender came over and asked if I needed another. It shook me back to reality, I turned down a third beer, realising I needed to drive home. I got up from my stool, slightly unsteady. As I collected myself and prepared to leave I heard Dave boasting. "You should see her fat ass shake when you fuck her from behind, not to mention seeing those big udders bounce!" Followed by more laughing. I felt light headed and tried to hide my hard on as I made my way to my car. This weekend was going to be amazing. Mother Starts Dating Ch. 04 The week felt it dragged and dragged. Finally Friday arrived and in the afternoon I got a text from Mum. "First date tonight! Wish me luck!" "You don't need luck, Mum! You'll knock his socks off!" I raced home as soon as work was over and got into some comfortable clothes. My phone buzzed again. "On my way to the bar. Hope he's nice." I began to get ready to head over to her house when the next text came through. "He's really nice, but he's REALLY REALLY young!" I replied as I walked. "Wait, how young?" "I'm pretty sure he said 20" I stopped walking. "20! Wow that is young! What're you gonna do?" "Play it by ear, he is very nice!" I continued my walk, arriving at Mum's house in a few minutes. I unlocked the door with my spare key and went in. I made sure that all of the vents connecting the rooms were open and that I could get the best view from the spare room. And then, I waited. It was around 11pm when I heard the taxi pull up, car doors closing and then two sets of voices coming up to the house. As the door opened I heard my mother's voice. "He thought you were my son? That's hilarious! What did he do when we started kissing?!" "Ha! I don't know, do you think he could see my hand on your leg too?" "You did slide it up pretty high, I thought he was going to get a real eyeful!" This was already going well, I thought. I stood up slowly and looked through the vent. They walked in together. He was clean shaven and looked extremely youthful. Mum said he was 20 but he looked 16, it was no wonder that he was mistaken for her son rather than her lover for the evening. His arm was around her waist as she put her keys back in her bag. Mum was wearing the red dress from her previous date, seemed like it was working for her. The young man moved around in front of her, holding her and then kissed her deeply. Mum ran her hands over his back and moaned softly. Finally they broke apart. "I wanted to fuck you right there in the club" he said. "You almost did" she smiled, "that's why I suggested we came here instead." He buried his face in her neck as she moaned loudly. His hands greedily grabbed her tits and ass. My mom let out a yelp as the young man squeezed her boob hard. He moved his mouth away for just long to say two words: "Let's fuck!" Despite what they were doing, mum still looked shocked. The young man, started pulling at her clothes to get them off. "Peter! Let's go to the bedroom!" She turned and led Peter to her bedroom. Peter followed with his hands still grabbing at her ass. I moved as fast and quietly as I could to the next view point. By the time I got there Peter already had my mother's dress up around her hips. Peter was grabbing and pawing at her body, while he kissed her hard, both of them moaning like horny teenagers. Which, I guess, he practically was. Peter stopped kissing her and spun her around, again my mother yelped. Peter pushed her forward, she quickly put her hands out to catch herself. Peter admired the same view I did, my mother's fat round ass covered in satin panties, bent over the bed. Her legs looked perfect, a little wide and slightly spread to keep herself from falling over. "Shit! That's a great arse!" "Thanks." Mum sounded a little unsure, "Do you really like it?" "Fuck yes!" Peter reached forward with both hands and pulled her red satin panties down to her ankles. "Perfect, now shake it lady!" My mum, wiggled her arse. Her arse cheeks wobbled and Peter patted it gently then stepped back. "That's it keep going" he said as he undid his trousers and slid them to the floor followed by his underwear. He was skinny and looked like a beanpole standing behind my mother's fat jiggling arse. He turned slightly and I saw his cock, long and thin standing straight up. He spat in his hand and began to stroke it. Shuffling forward, with his pants around his ankles, Peter moved in close behind my mother's shaking arse. He slapped his dick against her ass and she stiffened and let out a small yelp as she realised what it was. Once again Peter spat into his right hand and made his cock wet, with his left hand he reached out and pulled my mother's arse cheeks open. I couldn't see it but I knew he'd be getting his first view of her meaty cunt and puckered little arsehole. Peter took his cock and, in one, motion, stroked it up mum's wet slit and then pushed it straight into her waiting fuck hole. Mum let out a small scream, but Peter didn't stop there. He started fucking her hard. With both hands gripping her hips he pounded away furiously at my bent over mother. Every time their bodies came together there was a loud slapping sound and the whole time my mother was moaning, in a stuttering fashion that come from being fucked so vigorously. There was a slightly comical look to though as Peter was quite thin and looked like an over-excited dog humping my mum. Mum's hands gripped the bed, trying to keep herself upright. I wished that Peter had taken a bit more time and stripped her naked because I would have loved to see how her big tits and sagging belly would've moved under this assault. As it was her fat ass and thighs were rippling with every thrust of Peter's hips. Peter started grunting and it quickly got heavier and louder. I realised that he was cumming already, and suddenly felt sorry for my mum. I had seen her cum twice now and knew that she wasn't close. Peter's rhythm began to speed up and he went harder. This added momentum was enough to finally topple mum face first on to the bed, but Peter's hands kept her ass in the roughly the same place and he kept pumping her cunt. With a howl Peter gave one last thrust and shot his cum deep in my mother's cunt. Her face still smooshed into the bed. He held her there and I saw his butt twitching as he unloaded his balls into mum's pussy. Finally he let her go and mum slumped onto the bed. Her top half still covered she lay with her ass exposed and cum running out from between her cheeks, still panting from the fucking she just took. Peter surveyed the scene as well. His slowly softening cock was dripping the last of his cum onto mum's bedroom carpet. "Damn lady! You sure know how to fuck! And that pussy... man, that pussy was so nice and loose, you've must've taken a hundred dicks in your time." Mum rolled over to face him and smiled. "Glad you enjoyed yourself," mum slowly opened her legs revealing her well fucked cunt. Her pubic hair was matted and cum flowed from her open hole. Her thick cunt lips were dark red and splayed open wide, and even I could see, her clit was hard, standing up out of her bush. She clearly needed fucking. Peter's cock twitched and began to rise again. I silently reflected on the virility of youth. Peter leaped forward and landed on my mother. She screamed in surprise and excitement. Both of them were kissing like mad. Peter's hips were pumping crazily and I realised that he was stabbing his hard dick at my mum's cunt trying to find the hole. Finally with a grunt he shoved it home, balls deep in her open slit. My mother arched her back and moaned loud as Peter entered her. Peter again began fucking like a jackhammer and started grunting almost straight away. He oddly looked more like a dog in this position, hornily trying to get some friction against his dick. Mum moved her legs to wrap around Peter when he made another large groan and stopped suddenly. My mum looked as confused as I was. Peter stood up again, cum running down his softening dick. "Wow, that was amazing again!" he sounded a little tired. "I love that pussy!" Mum's legs were still in the air and her cunt flowed with a new load of Peter's cum. He'd lasted less time than the first effort. Peter reached down and began pulling his underwear and trousers back up. Mum slowly lowered her legs and forced a smile. "Yeah, that was fun. I didn't realise I was so arousing" "Oh yeah lady, you're fucking hot! But now I gotta run! Sorry, I have to work tomorrow." "What?" "Oh I thought I mentioned it, yeah I got work in the morning. But I'll hit you up online soon!" And with that he did up his pants, leaned down, kissed mum, and then walked out of the room. I kept watching mum as I heard him walk out and the door shut behind him. I thought she'd be devastated. There she was, looking thoroughly ravaged with her hair messed up, her cunt open and matted with the cum of the boy who had just walked out the door. Instead she just smiled. I saw her hand lazily stroke across her swollen clit and down over her sopping wet cunt lips. She shivered a little as she did so, then chuckled. "Heh heh, you should have charged him for that, Di you old whore," she said to herself. She stood up and began to remove the rest of the dress up over her head. Doing this caused the rest of Peter's cum to run down her legs. She looked down at it, now standing in only her bra. Mum glanced up and straight at her full length mirror. She took two steps toward it then squatted down, her knees wide. I watched as my mother pulled at her cunt lips, opening her used fuckhole. She began softly moaning, enjoying playing with her used pussy. Chunks of white cum spilled out of my mother's pussy and onto the carpet, but she kept playing. Tugging on her lips, pinching her clit and sometimes pushing a finger inside. Soon there was a very visible wet patch on the carpet. The whole time her eyes were fixed on her own sex parts, this wasn't masturbation it was teasing and exposing herself to... well, herself. Finally she stood up. "That was good whore, but save it all for tomorrow night. Then you can be fucked like a real slut," Mum nodded at her reflection before she reached out and hit the light switch. I stayed listening for a while. I heard her get into bed, some light rustling and a short moan which signalled that she was still touching herself. Then silence. I waited until I was sure she was asleep then made my quietly out of the house. As I went to leave I heard a noise and looked towards the source. Mum's neighbour was unlocking his door. He glanced at me and I waved, I'd known Burt for a while. He was older than Mum by ten years or so and lived alone. I didn't want to talk to him but he smiled and said: "You're out late ain't ya?" "Oh yeah couldn't sleep so went for a walk, thought I'd drop something in to mum's mailbox on the way" What're you doing out so late?" "Oh much the same, don't sleep in long spells these days. I thought I saw you earlier but it was young feller, came and jumped in a taxi a while ago". "Not sure who that was Burt, I'll ask mum next time I see her. I better get going any way, see ya later!" "Yeah see ya. You should come round for tea some time!" "I will Burt, thanks," I waved my goodbye and headed home. Tonight had been interesting but I had to prepare for tomorrow. Mother Starts Dating Mum was pushed back onto his chest now and had started moving her hips more and more. Dave's left hand tried to clumsily get inside Mum's dress, which must've been uncomfortable because she moved suddenly. She got up, spun around and kneeled between Dave's legs. He looked a little confused. "Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" Mum suggested, her hands resting on Dave's thighs. "Sounds like a very good idea" he smiled back. He stood up before Mum had a chance to move, so now she was kneeling in front of him with his crotch in her face. The bulge in his trousers was visible even from my vantage point. Mum stared at it and then, almost in a trace, her hands moved up Dave's legs and began to stroke it. Dave laughed. "Ha! Will we even make it to the bedroom?" The trance was broken. Suddenly Mum seemed herself again, and quite nervous. "Oh, um, yes." She stood up quickly and he grabbed her and held her close to him, kissing her again, as they had started with. They broke off quicker this time and Mum led Dave to her bedroom. This required a shift for me too. Thankfully standing on the side of the bed I could get to the vent between the spare room I was in and the bedroom they had walked into. They left the door to the living room open, so some light spilled in. Mum walked down one side of the bed to turn a small lamp on then rejoined Dave at the foot of the bed. She looked up at him sheepishly. "It's been a while since ...I've done... anything like this." "Don't worry," he said with his hand on her shoulder, "I bet you haven't forgotten anything." He kissed her softly then drew back and moved his right hand, pushing Mum's dress off her shoulder, then did the same with his other hand. Mum's red dress fell to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a matching red satin underwear set. Dave did the same thing I did and watched intently. Mum's body was far from perfect. Her tummy was a little saggy and had some stretch marks, as did her thighs. But this was to be expected, she was 60 after all! Her skin was tanned with little freckles in many places. She looked amazing standing there in the soft lighting. Mum shifted slightly, then reached back to undo her bra. As she removed it her breasts finally came free. They sagged with age, hanging low nearly over her stomach, but they were still quite large and her dark nipples were rock hard. Dave still stood there, not moving, taking her all in and smiling. One hand on his mouth like he was contemplating a work of art. She looked at him and he motioned with a nod of his head towards her underwear. He was taking control of her, making her undress in front of him. Mum slid her thumbs inside the waistband and slowly pushed her underwear down. As she bent forward to complete the motion her big tits swung forward and I couldn't help noticing how low they hung. As she stood back up it was a magnificent sight: my mother completely naked. Her pussy was still very hairy, though the hair was much greyer in colour, it also grew in a natural triangle which was pleasant on the eye. My eyes traced up and down her body, over and over. My mother was no super model or porn star, but she had one of those perfect "MILF" or "GILF" bodies: big hanging tits that weren't too saggy, wide hips, soft skin, a few wrinkles but not too many, and hopefully she had a nice wet pussy too. I was so impressed and happy for my mother; with a body like that she deserved to be fucked every day. "You look amazing. Now, sit back on the bed," Dave instructed. "Aren't you..." Mum started to protest. "In due time, but first I want to taste you. Sit down and lean back." Mum did as she was told; sitting on the bed, leaning back on her elbows with her legs over the edge. Dave moved to be between her legs. He kneeled down at the side of the bed and held her ankles. He raised them and pushed them back so that her legs opened wide and my mother's pussy was on wide display to both him and, unknowingly, me. It was a nice "meaty" cunt with big, darkish pussy lips. Mum looked embarrassed again, as though her cunt had never been opened up for view like that before. From my vantage point I imagined I could see it glistening with juices. "So beautiful" he said before raising his index finger and then running it up and down her waiting slit. Mum moaned in response. Dave began making small circles over her clit. Mum's moans got louder, she closed her eyes and her head went back. Dave let his other hand move over her body, grabbing one of hers breasts in his hand and squeezing. Dave moved in closer and began kissing his way up Mum's thigh. As he did Mum unconsciously opened her legs wider, inviting him in. I couldn't get a clear view but I knew what happened next as Dave's face became buried in my mother's pussy and she moaned loudly. Dave got into his work, wrapping his arms around her legs and pulling her cunt onto his tongue. Mum, now lying flat on her back, continued moaning like a whore. Her hands started to move over her body, stroking her belly and her fat tits. It was an amazing scene: my mother naked and moaning, touching her body with her legs wide open and a fully clothed man slurping hungrily at her pussy. It seemed that Mum was well on her way to cumming when Dave stopped and stood up. Mum looked at him, a slight pout on her lips. "You taste perfect, but now I think I want to fuck you." It seems funny but I think Mum was taken aback by his use of the word "fuck", despite everything they'd done up to this point. Mum watched as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a fairly hairy body and while Dave was big, he wasn't muscular. He even carried what looked like the start of a spare tire around his waist, but if Mum cared she didn't show it. He then unzipped and dropped his trousers and underwear in one go, revealing his hard cock standing to attention. It wasn't a giant cock, six or seven inches, but it was thick and cut. And below the throbbing cock sat a pair of hefty balls covered in the same dark hair that was on his chest and back. Mum couldn't take her eyes off it. Dave moved to the bed and climbed up on my mother, kissing her as he went. He spent some time sucking on her hard nipples while kneading and squeezing her tits. Then he kissed her hard on the mouth, his hands still moving over her body. Dave leaned back, casually pushing Mum's knee wider open with his hand, giving me an excellent view of her now clearly wet cunt. Her large pussy lips were slightly parted due to how wide she had her legs spread and the hair was matted with juices and spit. Dave spat on his hand and then smeared it on his hard dick. He took his cock and slapped Mum's clit with it twice. Then Dave slid his dick up and down her wet slit; her fat cunt lips parted and surrounded the head of his cock. Then he pushed. His cock found almost no resistance from my mother's cunt and he went balls deep on his first stroke. Mum gasped and grabbed his arms, Dave smiled down at her. "See I told you an old girl like you never forgets how to take a cock," Dave said, reminding Mum again of her age. "Do you like this dick?" "Mmmm yes, it feels so good" my mother purred in response. "Good girl" Dave pulled his cock almost all of the way out, then pushed it back in. He started getting up a good rhythm, pumping his cock deep inside my mother's slippery pussy. I could hear the wet slap of their bodies over the moaning. Dave leaned forward and grabbed Mum's tits and squeezed them hard as he fucked her. He had started grunting as he fucked and now leaned forward over her. Mum's moans were getting louder and deeper and it sounded like she was close to cumming. And I have to say, I was excited at the idea of seeing my mother having an orgasm. Dave slowed down and hooked his arms behind her knees, pushing them up so now she was as wide open as she could be. In this position Dave had almost rolled her up. Her belly and legs showed all of their wrinkles and her fat tits were pushed up under her chin. Dave pushed forward, which raised Mum's ass up off the bed, and began pounding his cock hard into my mother's cunt. Dave's grunting was getting louder and louder and he started muttering under his breath as he did, but with Mum now almost screaming in pleasure I couldn't hear what he was saying. Mum's hands reached around and held on to Dave's hairy back, now slick with sweat. Her moans had changed and I realised I was watching my mother cum. Her moaning reached a peak and I could see her legs strain against Dave's arms as he pushed her wide open. Her face and chest were flushed red. As Dave still grunted and pounded her from on top, Mum was trying to fuck him from below, needing more cock inside her as she orgasmed. Slowly her moaning softened but Dave kept fucking hard. The slapping sounds were wetter now and I assumed that my mother's pussy was flowing with cunt juice. Dave's grunts were loud but now that Mum was quieter I could hear what he was muttering to himself. "Fuck yeah. Take that dick. Such a hot old cunt. Fuck yes," and so on. His breathing was heavier and his grunting more animalistic. Suddenly Dave let out a loud long moan and slammed his cock home into Mum's cunt and stayed there. His muscles relaxed and he collapsed on her, spent. Mum began to kiss him and I reflected on seeing someone fuck and cum inside my mother. For the first time I noticed how hard my own cock was. This had been a spectacular success! Mum got laid and I got to see it. Now I had to figure out how to do this again. As I was contemplating this, I got to see an image I will never forget. Dave rolled off my mother and admired his own handiwork. There was my 60 year old mother lying naked on her back. Her skin still slightly flushed. She kept her legs wide open, almost where they were when Dave was fucking her. Her saggy tits, lolling to one side, were bright red where Dave's mouth and hands had done their work. And her cunt, my mother's cunt, was gaping open. Her fat cunt lips were now flushed red and spreading wide. Mum's fuckhole looked sloppy and was leaking Dave's cum out onto the bed. From the floor a buzz came from the pile where Dave had left his trousers. He got up and grabbed his phone out of his pocket. Mum went to move. "Just a text Baby, stay there." Dave winked. "Mmmm ok," Mum smiled back, "I am very relaxed right now." Dave, still naked, checked his phone and began typing while Mum reclined. Another surreal image from a surreal evening. I climbed down quietly from my vantage point and sat on the bed thinking about what I had seen. It suddenly dawned on me that I would need to escape at some point too. From the other room I heard Dave say: "That's a huge wet patch," laughingly. "You certainly made a mess of me," my Mum replied. "Just wait and see what I do to you next time" "You mean, you want there to be a next time?" My Mum's voice was almost pleading. "If you want there to be. This was lots of fun and you're great in bed, so I'd love another chance." "That'd be nice" said my mother. "Plus," Dave added, "I bet you give a great blowjob." "Hey!" yelled my Mum playfully, then giggled. I heard more noises, but no speaking so I got up to my spy hole again. Mum and Dave were on the bed, side by side, kissing with Mum's leg draped over him. Dave moved his arm up Mum's side, gripping her.Then rolled onto his back taking her with him. So now she was straddling him, her tits resting on his chest and her ass facing me. It was certainly the ass of an old lady, sagging but still quite round. Dave moved his hands down to grab each buttock with his hands and he grabbed her ass hard. As he did, Mum leaned forward to kiss him, the combination spread her ass cheeks wide open. I was treated to a clear view of Mum's used cunt. Her pubic hair was soaking wet with cum and Dave's sperm still ran out of her open pussy. Her large labia were still slightly red and hung either side of her cunt. It was a wonderful sight. I also got to see her asshole; a tiny puckered star in between her big wrinkled ass cheeks. Dave was really pulling hard now so her holes were on good display. He worked his fingers inwards and stretched her cunt open even more. I thought that my Mum never looked so beautiful. Dave moved one hand down between Mum's legs and grabbed his hard cock. He ran it up and down her open pussy, searching for her hole. He moved it up, found her asshole and pressed forward. "Oh! Slightly lower!" Mum reached back and grabbed his cock, guiding it to her cunt. "It was worth a try," I heard him reply as his cock slid up and inside my mother's pussy. Mum gasped again as Dave moved his hands to her wide hips and pushed her back onto his cock. Mum wiggled her ass as he slid in the final inch, causing both fat cheeks to wobble and show off every wrinkle and stretch mark. Dave groaned and pushed up from below. Mum pushed back to get Dave as deep he could go, then she began to grind. I could see Dave's hands were only lightly resting on her hips, this was all her. My Mum had become a proper slut while fucking this guy (or maybe she always secretly was). Dave moved his hands up her body and then softly pushed Mum upright. She moaned again as Dave's cock was pushed deeper in this new position. She reached back and held his legs and using that leverage began grinding again. I was truly envious of Dave as the view of my mother upright and grinding on his dick must've been fantastic. I caught glimpses of her big tits as they swayed and bounced from the grinding; I imagined her sagging belly would be doing the same. From behind I was able to watch her ass cheeks crinkle and squeeze as she fucked Dave. Mum leaned back further and kept grinding. I realised that this would give Dave a better view of her pussy as she was fucking him, and I think she knew that too. Dave took one of his hands off her hip and moved it to her crotch. Mum's sharp intake of breath followed by moaning let me know that he was working her clit. Mum started moving faster and faster. "Oh! Oh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" "Do it baby, cum on my hard cock!" "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cummmmmmmmmaaaAAHHHH!!" Mum leaned forward as she orgasmed. Her tits swung out forward and I saw them almost hit Dave's face. She buried her face into Dave's chest, still moaning as her orgasm continued. I realised that in this position Mum had revealed her asshole again and it was pulsing which each contraction of her orgasm. Dave was moaning too. He moved both hands and wrapped them around Mum's waist holding her firmly in place and began fucking her from below. From where I was I could see Dave's cock pistoning in and out of my mother's now very sloppy cunt at high speed. His big balls bounced and slapped against Mum's ass. His grunting increased in tempo along with his fucking. Mum was grunting too now as Dave was almost using her like a fuck toy. Then suddenly he stopped and let Mum go. "Roll over! I wanna fuck you from behind," he said in a matter-of-fact fashion. "Oh! Ok." Mum got off Dave's cock. As it slid out of her I saw how wide it was gaping now and how sloppy it was as Dave's previous load of cum was now spread all around her cunt and all over her fat pussy lips. Dave quickly sat up and guiding Mum until she was on all fours across the bed (side on to my spyhole). Mum's fat, hanging tits grazed the bed and her belly sagged. My Mum probably would've thought that she didn't look good, but I thought she looked like a perfectly beautiful old slut. Dave was quickly up and in behind her. He used one hand to open her ass cheeks and his other one to guide his cock inside her waiting fuckhole, groaning as he slid it in deep. Reaching forward he grabbed Mum's shoulder and started fucking her hard. Pounding her from behind, grunting and swearing under his breath. Each hard stroke was followed by a loud slap as their bodies came together. I watched as Mum's ass and thighs rippled on each impact and her tits swung wildly. Dave kept one hand firmly on Mum's shoulder as he slammed into her but moved his other hand back and rested it just above his cock. I heard Mum make a loud surprised "Oh!" But then Dave moaned loudly, sounding like a rutting bull, and began pumping another load of cum inside my mother's cunt. He didn't move as he came but pulled her back onto his cock, filling her up. Finally he let her go and she slowly collapsed forward onto the bed, leaving Dave where he was was with a softening cock, covered in cum and pussy juice. Dave leaned forward and kissed my mother on her ass and then up her back. "That was amazing, thank you," he said in a soft voice. "Yes it was amazing, thank you too" "Mind if I lie down?" "Please do" Dave lay down on the bed next to Mum and kissed her lips. "I'm sorry, I can't stay the night, but I am happy to lie here for a while if you like?" "I remember that you said that before, but I'd like you to stay for a little while if that's ok?" "Absolutely" I climbed down again and left them to hold each other. I figured that I would wait for Dave to leave and for Mum to fall asleep and then creep out of the house. In the meantime I still had a massive hard on. Seeing my mother fuck like that had stirred something in me. I hoped that I could convince her to fuck more guys on one night stands. But then how the hell was I gonna watch them like I did tonight?! It seemed like hours passed before I finally heard Dave making his apologies, and call a cab. Mum responded with a sleepy murmur. I got up to look through my spy hole. Dave was partially dressed and still playing with his phone. He finally finished dressing and walked over to my sleeping mother. Dave reached down and kissed her softly before running his hand down over her still exposed body. Mum stirred and let out a contented purr. Dave stood up and walked out. I heard him make his way through the living room and then the front door open and close behind him. I waited for ten minutes then sneaked out myself. My head was full of ideas.