In mums capable hands

During my early twenties i underwent a major dry spell as far as luck with woman went and despite the doubt's about my self appearance, personality or even my looks i found it hard to go without any sexual activity. I became very aware and disillusioned about myself and found myself becoming anxious about it all. My mum had noticed how quiet and moody i had become and frequently asked what was wrong with me only for me to reply by shrugging my shoulders and mumbling under my breath, nothing. I masturbated on a regular basis but yearned and missed that female touch so much that on being questioned again by my mum i decided i should confess to her what the issue was and see if talking about it might lighten the load. I got in from work one day, moody and quiet as usual and on walking in found my mum in the kitchen making tea, hi she said, had a good day? As usual i uttered under my breath about the joy's of my dead end job and wandered off upto my bedroom to change out of my work clothes. As i came back down the stairs and walked into the living room i found my mum sitting there drinking a coffee, there's one on te side in the kitchen for you if you want it. I got my coffee and walked into the living room taking hold of the remote control for the tv i switched it on. I could feel my mums eyes burning into me as i heard her voice ask, why don't you tell me whats wrong, i am your mum you know you can tell me anything! My heart suddenly pounded as i thought, should i confess. I wasn't sure how to apprach the situation but i hastily told her that i was unhappy with my life as i had been single for quite some time. Don't let that bother you she said, there's plenty of fish in the sea. I'm not quite sure she had really understood what i had told her so i nervously corrected her. It's not that i'm single it's more the fact that i miss more than sharing my life and time with someone, i miss the personal stuff i explained. Mum looked at me and asked, what do you mean personal stuff? Now i was nervous, how could i tell my mum i hadn't had sex or been touched by a woman in atleast 2 years? I nervously looked her in the eye and admitted i missed the personal stuff, you know, the personal stuff! Intimate things i proclaimed, oh she said looking the other way. It suddenly went very quiet in our living room as my attention quickly focused back on the tv, i could feel my mums eyes burning into me again as i turned my head and looked at her sat in the chair. She was sitting there in a knee length skirt with her legs crossed, i could see a little hint of her thigh. I looked a little higher and she was wearing a dark red jumper that was fairly tight around her breast's. I suddenly realized i was getting semi aroused and could feel a bulge begin to grow in my pants, i could also feel myself blushing with the thought of casting an eye over her. How long is it since you were with a girl she asked, i responded with a question of my own asking if she meant me spending time with someone or being intimate with someone! She smiled and asked intimately? 2 yaers approximately i replied, that's quite a long time for someone of your age she proclaimed, that made me feel bad and i bowed my head and looked at my toes. As my brain kicked into gear i wasn't ready for my mouth and without realizing it i asked, mum? She looked at me and answered what? Oh shit i thought, i knew where my mind was trying to lead things. I hesitated for a short moment before asking if i could ask her something in complete confidentiality. Well it depends what it is she said, i knew what i was going to say was wrong and could turn the situation even more awkward between us. I looked at her and very nervously asked, would you? Would you? Will i what she asked? Mum, would you wank me off i asked. There was an eerily quiet and awkward silence that lasted a few seconds. My mum looked at me and said, i'm not really sure that's something you should be asking me. I knew i was wrong to ask but i just yearned to feel a womans touch on my body after 2 fruitless years. I was trembling a little through nervousness at what i had asked her, i plucked up the courage and asked a little differently with a little bit of persuasion thrown in. Mum, will you wank me off, i won't say anything to anyone i just wnat to feel that feeling again when someone touches me intimately. She looked at me and replied, it's not really something a mother does with her son as it could make things awkard for us both. I promised her again saying that nobody would know, and i wouldn't ever push things beyond what i had asked for. She stood up and wandered off into the kitchen with her empty cup, fuck i thought, i've really cocked this up. She walked back into the living room and sat in her chair again, we looked at eachother and it's almost as if we knew what we were both thinking. I'm sorry i said, my mum looked at me and replied, it's ok you don't have to say your sorry. Admittedly i was still fairly turned on and my heart was still beating quite quickly when i heard my mums voice ask, do you really want me to releive you by doing that? My heart beated even faster and i thought it was about to beat out of my chest when she suddenly said. I know it's not right for us to be doing anything like that with eachother but, you are my son and i really don't like seeing you down and fed up, so aslong as you promise me to keep it quiet and keep it just between me and you then i will do as you asked. Now i felt nervous and could have run out of the room and hidden myself away becouse of the shame i felt, but i simply smiled and said thank you. Would you do it now i asked? My mum looked at me, stood up out of her chair and walked over to the sofa and sat next to me. I'm nervous about this she said, that's ok i replied so am i. I sat back on the sofa expecting her to rip my pant's off before she asked, well you're going to have to undo your jeans for me if you want me to help. Looking at her, i quickly ran my eyes down to her legs and back up along her body to her breasts and upto her face. I swallowed as my nerves kicked in and i udid the button on my jeans followed by the zip. Pressing my shoulders into the back of the sofa i put all my weight onto my feet and lifet my backside up so i could slide my jeans and boxers down to my thighs. As i did so my semi erect cock appeared into view, i looked at my mum who was sat there looking very embaressed, i could feel my face flushing with bl**d as she looked at my limp cock then looked directly into my eyes. I can't believe i'm doing this she said, i replied jokingly by saying i can't believe i'm doing this either. She nervously reached out her hand and used her index finger and ran the tip of it along the underside of my cock as it lay there flopped onto my stomach. She tried to speak, but she did that nervous swallow thing when you try to talk and feel nervous about something, she swallowed and tried again. You know you have a lovely cock, and it's the first one i've touched in quite a while she said as she ran the tip of her finger up and down my cock as it slowly began to get hard. As the tension between us started to ease she stopped rubbing and put her hand onto my cock and wrapped her fingers around it, as she did so i looked at her and smilesd then looked back down at what was happening. Her hand was gripping my manhood and she slowly began to squeeze me and move her hand slowly up and down. This felt good, my dry spell was over and even though it was my own mother touching my cock it turned me as it felt so wrong but yet so right. She loosened her grip and moved her hand from the bass of my hard cock upto the top and wrapped her fingers around it again before pulling my forskin all the back over my swollen, engorged helmet. A small drip of pre cum oozed out of the tip and she seemed to let out a little truned on sigh. I looked into her eyes but her attention was firmly focused on my cock, her movement was slow, gentle but yet firm and it was the best handjob i think i had ever had upto that point, as she slowly wanked me off she looked into my eyes and asked. Does that feel good? I never replied with a straight answer i simply moaned with sexual excitement and pleasure. She slowly started to increase the speed of her movments as my pre cum started to build and smear over my helmet, forskin and on her finger and thumb. I was so turned on by this my brain was thinking about asking her if i could fuck her but i knew that would be wrong and i decided to keep my thoughts to myself, just occasionally letting out a little groan or whimper of pleasure. As my mum continued to relieve my stress my mouth quickily engaged before my brain had time to think and i asked her if she was turned on, she stopped wanking my cock and replied with, what do you think? We smiled at eachother before she picked up the rhythm and began to move her hand back and forth over my length. It felt so good i put my head back and closed my eyes for a few seconds before opening them and looking down at what was happening. To my shock my mums other hand had disappeared up her skirt and between her legs, this turned me on even more knowing that she was pleasuring not just me but herself. Nervously i asked if i could see what she was doing, she let go of my hardness and with both hands pulled her skirt up under her bum and pulled her knickers down to her kness before begining to pleasure us both again. I could smell her cunt and it turned me on, i could see her hairy pussy and as she wanked me off i could see she was using a couple of fingers to penetrate herself with. I was now hugely aroused, turned on and feeling very brave with myslf as i reached forward and put my hand onto my mums vagina, she looked at me and moved her hand so i could touch her. She let go of my cock and swapped her hands over, as she took hold of my manhood again i could both smell and see the juices on her fingers that had just been inside her, her own juices were now being smeared over my cock. Turned on by the thought of her juice on my cock i pulled my hand from between her legs and and rubbed the tip of my fingers over my cock. She watched and could see what i was doing, i dared myself to ask if i could fuck her, was it wrong? We looked at eachother and again we seemed to know what we were both thinking. I could feel my balls slowly begin to tighten and knew i was getting ready to cum so i asked my mum to stop what she was doing to prolong what was happening, she obliged and began to pleasure herself again. I watched her fingers slowly vanish and reappear, back and forth inside her warm pussy. I slipped myself off the sofa and kneeled between her legs so i could see just exactly what she was doing. I took hold of my cock and began to wank myself off again as i watched my mum wank herself off. At that point i was so incredibly horny and turned on i didn't care about the consequences and positioned myself between my mums legs. We could now quite clearly see eachother pleasuring ourselves and we both smiled at eachother. Mum, i aksed? Yes came the reply, can i.... before i could even ask the qeustion i got the reply, yes. She pulled her fingers out of her wet hole and as postioned myself so i could fuck her, she opened her legs for me. Just as i was about to penetrate her she said, this is strictly between me and you, it goes no further in a stern voice. I smiled and agreed and pushed my cock inside her, i didn't hesitate as i slid my entire length inside my mums hairy vagina. As i began to fuck her i told her i was incredibly turned on and probably wouldn't last very long, she simply smiled at me and said, do what you need to do. In and out, in and out my cock went, she was laid there taking my full length with her eyes closed and letting little groans and moans out. Again i began to feel my balls tighten and this time there was simply no stopping me as i built up my speed and rhythm, my mum began to groan louder and faster. I was on the verge of blowing my load as i asked if i could cum inside her, her answer surprised me when she said she wanted to see me cum. Just as i was about to shoot my first load inside her i pulled out and she opened her eyes to see one, two, three thick shots of my hot cum exepelled out of my cock a few inches into the air and onto her belly and pubic hair, i quickly slid my cock back inside to feel the warmth of her envelope my cock and heighten the sensation as i spurted a few smaller shots into her pussy. As i continued to slowly slide myself in and out of her she rubbed my spunk into the thick dark pubic hair that covered her pussy. That was my first time with my mum, and thankfully wasn't the last. i genuinely feel that experience changed my life and my luck with woman, thankfully i've now fucked her and and her s****r on seperate occasions.

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