What a Wonderful Mother I have.

I had just turned 30 when I moved back in with my Mother. The age remainder was not great as she had me when she was Pres Young and even though she was in her late 40s she looked younger although I had never looked at her in any way other than a son would look at his Mother.

Moving in with her was convenient for both of us as my place of body of work was close and she was on her own so sharing the placard was helpful to her. She was living alone due to my male parent leaving her, she was not upset about him leaving as she told me the relationship between them broken down and he had become not a nice person. I had moved out a few days ago due to work relocating but my business firm had opened new position that were close to my Mother.

Our relationship had always been very good, we enjoyed each other's company and would spend hours talking about what had been on the news program that day and claver about what sort of day we had.

I had been living with her for a few calendar month when we were invited to my cousins wedding which although a good few 60 minutes drive away was something that she wanted to attend. As it was some way away we booked to stay at a Hotel close to the wedding and to hold open some money booked one way with separate beds. We did not deliberate this to be a problem. The hymeneals day was very pleasant and Mother enjoyed herself meeting coition she had not seen for some time. As convention at weddings there was plenty to drink, Mother and I enjoyed a spyglass of wine-coloured in the evening when home but by the end of this day we had drunk more than a shabu or two. We were not drunk but had the relaxed happy feeling that a methamphetamine or two ( Or three ) of wine gives.

At the end of the evening we returned to our Hotel room having enjoyed the day and had taken a one-half empty bottleful of wine back with us. We got set for bed and lay in our beds with a glass of vino talking about what a nice marriage ceremony it was and Mother talked about coming together relative she had not seen for some meter. She asked me about my girlfriends and had I ever considered marriage or recollective term relationship, I replied that I had probably made a mistake concentrating too much on my job but it was a job that I really enjoyed so at the meter I did not consider long term relationships.

mother said that if I wanted to contribute a lady friend home it would not be a problem and if I wanted time alone with a girl she would go out for the evening. Strangely this talk of girlfriends aroused me slightly and I had to adjust the bedding to hide my arousal. Mother noticed my discomfort and apologised if she had embarrassed me and said not to vex as it was quite formula. She said that she would go to the bathroom and bequeath me alone for a patch. I said there was no need as I was going to sleep but she replied that it would be a sound idea to go to log Z's feeling tense.

mother then came over and sat on the side of my bed slid her had beneath the book binding and gently held my erect penis saying that maybe she could help oneself me. I was in a slight body politic of jar but her script felt nice and the effects of the wine had taken over. She then proceeded to very gently move her deal up and down, this movement was like nothing I had felt before, it was so gentle and slow. Suddenly she surprised me by getting off the bed and going into the bathroom, she returned with a bottleful of babe oil that she said she used after a cascade. She poured some onto her hand and returned to my member and proceeded with the slow gentle stroking, I was surprised how in force she was doing what she was doing as it was not something that one thinks their Mother capable of. She would gently pull down my prepuce then delicately last her hand around the head of my phallus and slowly make a motion her hand down. The feeling of her lubricated hand sliding down was fantastic and made me tremble each fourth dimension her hand moved. She continued the stroking very slowly and her hairgrip was so easy, the feeling was so intense it seemed to make me concentrated than I had ever been before. Suddenly I realised what was happening and said to her this could not be right. Her response was why was it incorrectly, we were both consenting adult, we are not harming anyone and she was so please to be able to help the son that she loved.

By this time my rousing was so bully all I could think about was the feelings that she was giving me. I told her that I had never felt such sensations before and she replied that only a Mother could be so conciliate and said that I should just lie back and enjoy what was happening. She continued with her stroking and the flavour she was giving me on the display end of my member was something that I would never bury. She would pull in back my foreskin and slide her closed slowly hand down over the end of my penis. These feel become too lots and I said to her that I would have to finish, her reply was whenever I was quick, I noticed that she was looking directly at my face with a flavour of pure joy, this was too much for me and I had an orgasm like I had never had before.
As I orgasmed a low sound of pleasure came from her. I lay there for a minute or two recovering, she still kept her mitt on my penis and I was surprised that she was still gently stroking as normally after an orgasm I am so sensitive that any contact with my penis would be too much. I thought about what she said that only a Mother can be so mollify.

As I lay there I noticed a muffle patch on her knickers, she followed my gaze and let out an"Oh"of surprise, I asked why the Oh and she replied that she had never seen this before. I said that seemed strange but apparently she had always needed some applied lubrication before sex.

This made me think that maybe she needed some relief after what had just happened so I asked if there was anything I could do for her. She thought about this and while did not say no seem timid what to say. I reminded her on what she said earlier ( why was it unseasonable, we were both consenting adult, we are not harming anyone and she was so pleased to be able to aid the son that she loved ) so I wanted to help and delight the mother that I loved.

She lay down on her bed removing her bloomers as she did so. I sat down beside her and placed my script under her night-robe and slowly and gently slid a finger's breadth into her, as I did she gave a slight vellication and a low moan of pleasure. I was expecting her to be very wet down there but it was more of a quiet creamy notion. I gently put my digit on her clitoris and slowly stroked alternating with circular motions on and around her clitoris. It was apparent that she enjoyed this very a good deal especially when I slide my fingerbreadth deeper into her to get more succus for lubrication.

I tried different methods and noticed that when I rubbed with circular movement just above her release her external respiration increased even more. After a few minutes she asked if it was ok for her to finish, I said that I had not been doing this for very long, she replied that it had been a farsighted time since she had an orgasm and could not wait any farsighted. She asked if I would slide my fingerbreadth deep into her alternating with the rubbing I had been doing just above her clitoris as she enjoyed that the most. As I did so she looked directly at me with a grinning then asked me to rub slightly harder and faster. I did as she asked and it did not engage long for her to orgasm, she tensed slightly gave a low quite moan and it was obvious that she had enjoyed the experience.

After about a min or so I said that it must be metre to go to sleep, as I was about to get off her bed she held my hand and whispered"Thank you ”.


I returned to my bed and as I lay down my mind was full of all sorts of intellection, the briny one being that what had just happened could not be right despite what my Mother had said about us being consenting adults.

The next thing I knew it was the following morning, as I awoke my first thought went back to what had happened the even before and how Mother and I would be with each other. She noticed that I was awake, said"Good morning, hope you slept well ”. I notice that she must have been awake for some sentence as she had had a shower, was dressed and packing the cases for us to return home. I showered, got dressed, we went down for breakfast then loaded the causa on the car and proceeded to beat back home. During this time nothing was said about the evening before so the thrust house of a few hours looked like it could be matter to.

female parent and I never had trouble talking so during the drive base we chatted about the wedding party, the tidings from the tuner etc but I could not get out of my mind how and if we would talk about what had happened the previous evening.
After about an hr mother said that she felt guilty about what had happened, she thought she was the one who had started what had happened and although it would induce been easy for her to find fault drinking too much she was care that I may feel guilty about what had happened. I thought for a moment and said that while guilt was not what I felt I did experience uncomfortable although I told her I remember what she said, ( why was it incorrectly, we were both consenting adults, we are not harming anyone ). Her answer was maybe we should imagine a patch about this and discuss it again, she suggested that we think for a patch and I agreed.

The drive home continued with both of us deep in our own cerebration. A patch later Mother stared the conversation saying that if what happened was going to be something that would not bechance again we should not allow it to affect our relationship as we were living in the same star sign or we could consider where we go from here. I asked what she meant, she replied that if I wanted to go to the next level she was ok with that although maybe if we did we should look at that my tactile sensation of being uncomfortable would not go away so we try the next level once then make a decision. I thought for a few seconds and asked what she meant by the"next storey ”. Her suggestion was that we make no firm plans, just get together and see how things go. Mother mentioned that my lady friend always seemed to have the Saami look, I asked what she meant.

She said I seemed to like them with makeup of Red Lips and dark oculus, not lots of makeup but plenty to give a aphrodisiac looking at and they all seemed to have short chick with stockings. I asked why she was mentioning this and she replied that if we were going to the side by side storey she would do like this knowing that it was something that I liked and it would give her so often pleasure knowing that she was pleasing me. This talk was arousing me and I was having to mix in my arse to get well-fixed, she noticed my discomfort and gently put her deal on my knee and gave me a smile. I agreed that maybe we should try something once more and see how we felt as that was the only way we would live for sure.

By this sentence we had arrived dwelling, I unloaded the cases, we had a coffee berry and as it was of late we went to our own elbow room and went to sleep.


The side by side couple of weeks were back to formula routine of work etc. I still enjoyed our Old World chat with our evening repast, matter between us was like nothing had ever happened. I was wondering how one of us was going to approach the subject when one day Mother said maybe she should get a duad of extra bottles of wine for the weekend to serve us decompress more. I replied that this sounded like a good idea.

The following Saturday female parent mentioned that there was a drollery flick on TV that evening that she would like to see and would I like to look on it with her as we always enjoyed watching poppycock together. On the Sat even I sat in the living room waiting for mother to join me, she came into the room and suggested that maybe we would be more comfortable watching the film in her sleeping room. Sounded like a soundly mind to me so we opened a bottle of wine and lay on her bed watching the celluloid. It seemed that the laugh from both of us increased as the plastic film progressed but it was the wine-coloured making us more than relaxed. When the photographic film finished Mother said she wanted to take a lavish to make herself more comfortable.

I lay back flicking through the TV channels not really noticing what was on the blind as my judgment was in a different billet. When female parent takes a shower it is not unusual for her to take some time so I was not surprised that is was about half an hour before I heard her footsteps in the hall returning to the room. What I had not expected was the sight I saw when she came through the door, suddenly I remembered the conversation we had on the drive home from the wedding. She had put on makeup with the look she knew I liked, Red Lips, Negro eye composition, sleek stockings and a chick that was very fast and so short I could see the round top of the stockings, she also had a bra on that seems a size to small pushing her white meat up and together making it await like her breasts were trying to miss. I noticed what a squeamish figure she had as this is something I have never thought about before never thinking about looking at her only as a son would attend at his Mother. Her appearance was nothing like I had ever seen my Mother before and she asked did I okay, all I could do was to nod my head and whisper"Oh yes ”.


She walked over to the bed and slide under the covering, she put her blazonry around me and we just laid there together for a few arcminute. She smelled very gracious having put on some perfume and she whispered in my ear how gratifying it was dressing to please me, she then moved her mitt down to my penis and feeling how hard my erection was commented how well she felt knowing it was her that had made me so hard. She stroked my hard-on with delicate and gentle apparent motion that made my penis chill with pleasure. Looking verbatim into my centre she whispered"this is just for you"she then pulled the cover charge off me and moved down the bed.

She placed my erection in her mouth which was so warm, she then proceeded to gently run her lips down almost getting all of my erecting into her oral fissure, after a couple of minutes of this she pulling my foreskin down and gently slid her lips over the end, as she got to the bag of the tip would suck just enough for me to feel what she was doing. When I looked down I almost came as the sight of those red lips sliding and sucking and the sexy dark eyes looking up at me was nearly too practically. Mother must have realised how I was feeling so stopped, came up to me and whispered that I should rest for a piece as she had so much more to reach.

As we lay there I thought it would be nice if I return the party favor and please mother. I moved my hired hand down but had difficulty as her doll was so crocked, I shuffled down the bed and moved her wench up just enough to be greeted with a lovely passel as she was not wearing any knickers and the passel of the shinney stocking on her second joint added to the look.

As I slid a finger into her I could palpate her consistence tense slightly and my fingerbreadth could feel the juices inside her, not wet but smooth and creamy. I could not resist putting my knife inside her and as I moved my tongue slowly and delicately upwards I could feel Mother tense even more and when I felt her button I gently moved my tongue over the end. There was no doubt she enjoyed this very much so I continued with putting my tongue as deep as I could into her then slowly and delicately licking up until I made contact with her clitoris.

As I continued to please her the juices inside female parent increased so much that I could experience them running down my glossa making me swallow and there were some dribbling out the street corner of my mouth. It gave me peachy pleasure knowing that I was pleasing mother so much for her to bear so much puss succus. It did not take much of this licking until mother asked me to stop as she said she was very end and did not desire to go yet. As I moved up the bed I reached over to get a tissue to wipe my mouth but Mother stopped me and gave me a gentle buss, as she did so she put her tongue in my oral fissure. She said that she wanted to taste her juices in my oral fissure, female parent thought it was very nice kissing me and tasting her juice so I moved down on her again, put my natural language deep into her so that I could lick up as much succus as potential then softly kiss her as her lingua moved over mine so she could savor more. I was incertain if it was the kiss or her juice that she enjoyed so much, I know that it was both the kisses and juice that I liked.

We lay down to induce a rest. mother then went to the toilet and when she returned a few minutes later I noticed that she had put on some tonic lip rouge and the feeling of those red backtalk was very courteous.

She lay down beside me and tenderly placed her hand over my penis and it did not admit long before I had a backbreaking erection. She then placed a leg over me so that she was unsloped and straddling me, Mother then slowly pulled down my foreskin and placed the tip of my erection at her opening. Very slowly she lowered herself down until all of me was inside, the feeling as she slid down was so beautiful. When I was all the way in she stopped and was looking orchestrate into my eyes, it was then that I felt ripple up and down on my erection, I realised that she was contracting and releasing the muscles inside her, the impression was so finespun and such a delectation. She asked did I like what she was doing and all I could do was to nod.

After a short while female parent slowly moved her body up and down, very unawares movements at number 1 then increasing until my tip of my erection was at her entryway. She would then slowly move down sliding smoothly onto me, she seemed to get the movements just right so as to give us both maximum pleasure without getting us to conclude to an orgasm. I wanted this to go on forever but knew it could not it was then female parent asked if we could modify positions.


She lay down and I positioned myself between her branch, I paused for a mo to see the wonderful sight of my female parent below me with her gloomy eyes, red lips and tit squeezed into the bra. I placed my erection at her entrance and slowly and delicately slide into her. As I did so I could feel her consistence tense until I was in her as far as I could go, she then put her coat of arms around me and pulled me on top of her holding me so that our bodies made contact.

We stayed like that for a while enjoying the smell of our skin against each other, I then felt ripples all over my erection and realised that she was contracting and relaxing her inner vaginal sinew giving me such beautiful flavor all over my erecting. It was field to see that she was also enjoying the experience. It felt like we were made for each other as my hard-on seemed to fit in her perfectly as I could sense link with her over every constituent of my erection.

I pushed myself up so that I could start to prompt my erecting inside her, I started very slowly, small movements at for the first time then longer until the end my hard-on was just at the entrance to her, I would then slowly push down until I was all the way in, stopping for a moment then repeating this movement.

Mother was enjoying this very much especially when my erection penetrated her and after a few minutes she whispered that she was very close and she wanted us to come at the same time, together. I agreed that this would be nice so I slightly increased the speed I was sliding into her and I could differentiate by her breathing and the noises of delectation coming from her that she was nearly ready.

She then whispered"please now, Oh please now ”, looking down at her, hearing her whisper and seeing her looking so beautiful with her obscure eyes and red lips I said"yes now ”. As my orgasm started everything seemed to go into slow gesture, I could feel my erection pulsing like I had never felt before and Mothers intimate heftiness contacted over my erection as my juices entered her. Our orgasm seemed to go on forever but it could not have been longsighted that 20 or 30 seconds.

My Mother pulled me down onto her and putting her arms around me held me while we recovered. After a few minutes I rolled over beside her and we just looked at each other, she then whispered"Thank you ”. We fell asleep in that post and when I awoke in the break of the day female parent was in the kitchen having had a cascade and dressed.

Nothing was said about what had happened. It was obvious to both of us that this was not going to be a one off. We continue to enjoy each other and have done for some prison term. We have a"codification"of shall we get a couple of nursing bottle of wine for the weekend knowing what this meant. We experiment with different methods with the intent of pleasing each other as practically as possible. We never know what the early is going to storm us with but that just adds to the enjoyment.

As mentioned we never talk to each other about this relationship, we go about our formula daily routines and still enjoy our schmooze over the even meal, just like we did before. I do not consider that I am having sex with my Mother just two grownup giving each other delight, unless I am in denial ? although I still have a minuscule thought that this is not flop but can it be wrong if between consenting adults ? .