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Going For Dinner With Mum
My mother was always smart, but you wouldn’t look at her twice. She has a great personality and people enjoy her company.
I would always flirt with her to make her feel good since my farther left us a number of years ago. I could tell she enjoyed the attention she got from her little boy.
It was a Friday night that I had nothing to do. When I walked in the cottage after school, I was greeted by my mother in her knickers bending over in the hall. When she heard me she straightened up and I could see that she was dressed in a nice white blouse and had white nylon knickers on.
“Oh, hi, Mark,” she said not at all embarrassed for being in her underwear. We had gotten relatively comfortable around the home with each other. I slept in my boxers so I was often in my underwear in front of her. “I was just looking for my skirt. I’m going out for dinner with Bronwen and some friends.”
Now, many people would not have been pleased by the image of their mothers large arse staring them in their face, but for me it was sexy. I’ve always found my mum attractive and I having her underwear so near me was very hot.
She continued her search, this time up on the shelf. In doing so, she stood on her tip-toes and reached up, raising her shirt above her arse. I had a great view of her and could make out a faint shadow of her crack. My cock wakened as I thought of her sexually.
“Nice legs, mum.” I said with a smile.
She turned to face me like she had gotten caught and blushed. “Maybe you could reach that box for me instead of just standing there,” she said.
I went to the closet to get the box and she stood behind me. As soon as I grabbed the box, she pinched my arse. “Nice butt, Darling.” She took advantage of my vulnerable position to play with me. I was happy she felt comfortable to touch me.
She took the box and said, “Thanks, now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get ready. What are your plans for the evening?”
In my mind I knew that I was planning on going through her knicker drawer and wanking myself silly. “Oh, I’ll probably just watch some TV.”
“Why don’t you come to dinner with us? It’s just Bronwen and some girlfriends. You know, Cathy and Monica, they’d love to have you.” My mother played darts once a week and Cathy and Monica were part of that group. I had met them a number of times, but I wasn’t sure I could handle a full evening tagging along with these old women. They were the same as my grandmother, classy, but not really good-looking.
“No, that’s alright, you go without me.” I said.
“Nonsense,” she said, “I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner. I guess I’m still getting used to having you here. Now, go get out of them clothes and we’ll go.”
There wasn’t much I could say at that point. I changed into some casual clothes, a shirt and trousers. I went to meet her in the living güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri room and walked past her bedroom. The door was open which gave me a full view into her room. Her back was to me and she was bending over stepping into a skirt. Again, a great shot of her arse. The sexy thing about it was that it was so casual. Her black floral print knickers were bright and seemed to be calling my name.
“This hallway has a great view,” I said with a smile.
She laughed and said, “Oh, get on will you.” She was dressed and slipping on her shoes as she looked me up and down. “Hey, that’s a nice shirt. Turn around, let me see the back.” I stood with my back to her and I turned my neck around to look at her. She was looking at my arse so I stuck it out a little to play with her. She laughed, “Now you’re just teasing your mum. Let’s go.”
She took me by the arm and we marched toward the door. When I opened it, she put her hand on my arse and gave me a pat, “After you,” she said.
We had dinner at a nice pub. Surprisingly, the conversation wasn’t completely dreadful. Cathy and Monica asked about my school and what I would like to do when I leave. They were interesting to talk to. I noticed that they both paid extra attention to me chatting, and at one point I realised one of the buttons on Cathy’s shirt had come undone. I had a great view of her ample cleavage and her silky bra. I think my mum noticed this too. Not wanting to lose my focus, she put her hand in mine and held it on her lap.
My hand was resting on her crotch and my mind was thinking about the knickers she was wearing. I imagined how they looked as she sat with her legs slightly open. My young cock started to rise and I wished dinner would be over.
After dessert, we parted ways with my mum’s friends. They each hugged me and I felt their hands slide down my back over my arse. “You’re a lucky woman, Helen,” Cathy said to my mother, “your date is quite a handsome young gentleman.”
I blushed and my mother beamed. She took my hand and held it as we walked to the car. “Thanks for taking my out for dinner, mum,” I said.
“Mark, please, call me Helen. ‘Mum!!!” I said. If you call me by name, I’d enjoy this date much more.” She winked and giggled when she said date and I found it very funny.
We reached the car. “Okay, then,” I said, “Thank you for a lovely dinner, Helen,” I said as I embraced her in a hug. She held on to me and pulled me close. I knew she could feel my swollen cock and her hands ran down to my arse cheeks.
I started to pull away when she said, “Mark, you make me feel young again tonight, thank you.” She leaned in and kissed me on the lips. We kissed for longer than usual for a mother and son, no tongue, but it was definitely more intimate than normal.
During the ride home she continued holding güvenilir bahis şirketleri my hand and we talked about Cathy and Monica. I told her how I recon they were eyeing me up throughout dinner. We both laughed.
After we got home, she took off her skirt right away, “I remember why this was tucked so far away. It’s a little tight.” So there she was in her knickers and blouse, just like when I came home from school. She put her skirt away and came out of her bedroom, “would you like a nightcap?” she asked. I told her I did and she went to the kitchen to make us some coffee.
I put on some music and sat on the couch. When she returned with the drinks, She laughed and told me this reminded her of an underwear party years ago. We had people wear only their underwear and we danced throughout the house he said.
“Sounds like fun,” I said. “Let’s try it.” She stood up and unbuttoned her blouse revealing her boobs in her sheer bra. She removed her blouse and stood before me in just her bra and knickers. I was in heaven. She had a few extra rolls compared to girls my age, but she looked a lot more sexy in her silky underwear. She reached her hand out to help me up from the couch and said, “Your turn.”
I stood and quickly took off my shirt. As I was unbuttoning my trousers she ran her hands over my shoulders. When my trousers were off, I stood in only my boxers. My hard young cock was almost unrestrained by them and my excitement was evident.
My mother embraced me to dance. “Mark, you are becoming quite a gentleman. I hope that whatever happens, we can be open with each other.” This was going better than I could ever imagine, I thought. I wanted my mother badly.
We danced to the music for a few minutes while I felt her boobs pressing against my chest and my cock sliding against her knickers. We were both getting hot and she soon lifted up her head toward me for a kiss. I leaned in and we started kissing while we danced. My hands dropped to her arse and I caressed her nylon-covered cheeks. She opened her mouth and our tongues played with each other softly.
Her hands dropped down to my waist and she grabbed my hard young cock with one hand. I reciprocated by rubbing her panty-covered pussy with my fingers. She broke the kiss and whispered, “Let’s go to bed darling.”
She led me by the hand and we walked in silence. We were both hot and nervous about what we were doing. She, because she was my mother about to have sex with her son, and me, because I was about to screw my mother.
She lay down on her back on her bed with her legs open. She motioned me to get on top of her. I quickly pulled my boxers down and climbed on. My young cock was in heaven sliding over her knickers as we kissed. I worked my way to her bra and released her large boobs. They were soft, the nipples were delicious canlı bahis şirketleri and hard. I sucked them with abandon.
She caressed my arse and moaned as I got familiar with her body. I started rubbing my cock on the inside her thighs along her slit. She moaned louder and said, “Take off my knickers and fuck me darling.”
I moved down to her waist and grabbed her knickers, pulling them down. Her dark hairy pussy was revealed and I kissed it softly. Then, I started licking her more. Her lips were swollen and wet and I spread her love juice all over them lubing her up.
“Oh, Mark , oh, Mark my darling.” She moaned. “That’s wonderful. Oh, it’s been so long. Lick me, suck me darling.”
I wanted to be inside her. She kept moaning as I licked her. “Oh, don’t stop.” She continued. I kept it up and her moaning increased. If our neighbours could hear her. I kept my face buried in her hairy pussy and she clamped her fingers on my head as she came. Her body shuddered with orgasm and she panted, “I need you in me now darling. Fuck me now mark”
She quickly positioned my cock in her lips and I slid into her wet pussy. “Oh, oh” she moaned louder. I humped away as her hairy pussy grabbed my young cock. Her hands were on my arse pulling me into her. I kissed my mother as I fucked her, sliding my tongue into her mouth. I soon shot my load of hot young cum in her hairy pussy and collapsed on top of her. She held me close as her moaning subsided.
“Mark, darling that was fabulous, thank you,” she said. “Oh, that was really something.”
“Mum, I mean, Helen, you are amazing.” I said. Foe we both fell asleep.
In the morning we woke up together. We looked at each other in the same bed and laughed. “Something’s different around here now,” she said coyly.
“I wonder what it is,” I said as I turned around and put my face between her legs. “Let me look around.” I stuck my tongue in between her pussy lips and went at it again. She may be my mother, but her hairy pussy was a playground for my tongue. I lapped away as she stretched and moaned, enjoying the attention as she was waking up. I was getting hotter by the moment.
I pulled my head up briefly and she said, “Oh, don’t stop now darling, keep going.” I had no intention of stopping, but I wanted more. I bent my head down further and started licking her arsehole. She squealed and writhed as I teased her with my tongue. I slid a finger in her pussy to keep her going. She liked what I was doing to her arse and kept writhing around trying to get more from my tongue. She ended up on all fours with her arse in the air. I was positioned behind her with my face buried in her arse cheeks and two fingers in her hairy pussy pumping away.
Her body started to shake as she moaned into the pillow. Her hips bucked against me and she came hard as my tongue toyed with her hole. She collapsed hard on the bed and pulled me to her.
“Now that’s quite a way to wake up,” she said. “No one’s ever done that to me before, thank you darling. Why don’t you go take a shower while I rest a bit and we can have breakfast in bed.”
The day was starting out pretty well and it was going to be quite a weekend.
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