What a Wonderful Mother I have.

I had just turned 30 when I moved back in with my Mother. The age difference of opinion was not nifty as she had me when she was youth and even though she was in her latterly 40s she looked younger although I had never looked at her in any way former than a son would appear at his Mother.

Moving in with her was convenient for both of us as my topographic point of work was closing curtain and she was on her own so sharing the bills was helpful to her. She was living alone due to my Father of the Church leaving her, she was not upset about him leaving as she told me the family relationship between them broken down and he had become not a nice person. I had moved out a few twelvemonth ago due to sour relocating but my business firm had opened new offices that were close to my Mother.

Our relationship had always been very in force, we enjoyed each former's caller and would spend time of day talking about what had been on the tidings that day and natter about what sort of day we had.

I had been living with her for a few months when we were invited to my cousin wedding which although a good few hours drive away was something that she wanted to attend. As it was some way away we booked to rest at a Hotel close to the wedding and to save some money booked one elbow room with separate bottom. We did not reckon this to be a job. The wedding day was very pleasant and female parent enjoyed herself meeting relations she had not seen for some clip. As convention at weddings there was peck to salute, mother and I enjoyed a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine-colored in the evening when place but by the end of this day we had drunk more than a glass or two. We were not wino but had the relaxed well-chosen feeling that a ice or two ( Or three ) of vino gives.

At the end of the evening we returned to our Hotel room having enjoyed the day and had taken a half empty feeding bottle of wine back with us. We got set for bed and lay in our bottom with a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine talking about what a decent wedding it was and Mother talked about meeting relative she had not seen for some time. She asked me about my girlfriend and had I ever considered marriage or long term relationships, I replied that I had probably made a fault concentrating too much on my job but it was a job that I really enjoyed so at the prison term I did not regard long terminus relationships.

mother said that if I wanted to contribute a missy home it would not be a trouble and if I wanted time alone with a female child she would go out for the even. Strangely this talk of girlfriends aroused me slightly and I had to adjust the bedclothes to shroud my arousal. mother noticed my irritation and apologised if she had embarrassed me and said not to worry as it was quite normal. She said that she would go to the bathroom and impart me alone for a patch. I said there was no demand as I was going to catch some Z's but she replied that it would be a safe idea to go to sleep impression tense.

mother then came over and sat on the side of meat of my bed slid her had beneath the cover song and gently held my erect penis saying that maybe she could help oneself me. I was in a slight state of jolt but her hand felt dainty and the effects of the wine had taken over. She then proceeded to very gently propel her hand up and down, this bm was like nothing I had felt before, it was so soft and slack. Suddenly she surprised me by getting off the bed and going into the bathroom, she returned with a bottle of baby oil that she said she used after a rain shower. She poured some onto her manus and returned to my penis and proceeded with the boring gentle stroking, I was surprised how good 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 close her hired man around the read/write head of my phallus and slowly move her hand down. The intuitive feeling of her lubricated hand sliding down was grotesque and made me tremble each metre her hand moved. She continued the stroking very slowly and her grip was so gentle, the feel was so vivid it seemed to take in me tough 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 ill-timed, we were both consenting adults, we are not harming anyone and she was so pleased to be capable to help the son that she loved.

By this time my stimulation was so keen all I could consider 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 female parent could be so appease and said that I should just lie back and delight what was happening. She continued with her stroking and the feelings she was giving me on the exposed end of my member was something that I would never forget. She would pull back my foreskin and slide her fold slowly helping hand down over the end of my penis. These feelings become too much and I said to her that I would have to finish, her answer was whenever I was ready, I noticed that she was looking directly at my face with a look 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 phone of pleasure came from her. I lay there for a minute or two recovering, she still kept her hand 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 practically. I thought about what she said that only a Mother can be so aristocratical.

As I lay there I noticed a moist maculation 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 unusual but apparently she had always needed some applied lubrication before sex.

This made me think that maybe she needed some respite 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 seemed unsure what to say. I reminded her on what she said earlier ( why was it wrong, we were both consenting grownup, we are not harming anyone and she was so pleased to be able to help 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 knickerbockers as she did so. I sat down beside her and placed my hand under her nightdress and slowly and gently slid a finger into her, as I did she gave a tenuous twitch and a low moan of pleasure. I was expecting her to be very wet down there but it was more of a placid creamy feeling. I gently put my finger on her clitoris and slowly stroked alternating with circular motions on and around her push button. It was patent that she enjoyed this very much especially when I slide my finger deeper into her to get Sir Thomas More succus for lubrication.

I tried dissimilar method acting and noticed that when I rubbed with circular motions just above her clitoris her breathing increased even more. After a few proceedings 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 long clock time since she had an coming and could not wait any longsighted. She asked if I would slide my finger deep into her alternating with the friction I had been doing just above her push button as she enjoyed that the most. As I did so she looked directly at me with a smile then asked me to rub slightly harder and faster. I did as she asked and it did not take in 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 minute or so I said that it must be time to go to sleep, as I was about to get off her bed she held my deal and whispered"Thank you ”.


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

The next affair I knew it was the adopt dayspring, as I awoke my first thinking went back to what had happened the evening before and how Mother and I would be with each other. She noticed that I was awake, said"trade good forenoon, hope you slept well ”. I notice that she must have been awake for some time 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 cases on the car and proceeded to push back dwelling. During this fourth dimension nothing was said about the evening before so the drive household of a few time of day looked like it could be interesting.

female parent and I never had problems talking so during the parkway home we chatted about the wedding, the news from the radio set etc but I could not get out of my mind how and if we would lecture about what had happened the previous evening.
After about an hour female parent 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 have been sluttish for her to pick drinking too much she was worried that I may find hangdog about what had happened. I thought for a bit and said that while guilt trip was not what I felt I did find uncomfortable although I told her I remember what she said, ( why was it wrongfulness, we were both consenting grownup, we are not harming anyone ). Her answer was maybe we should think a spell about this and talk over it again, she suggested that we think for a piece and I agreed.

The drive home continued with both of us deep in our own thoughts. A while later female parent stared the conversation saying that if what happened was going to be something that would not happen again we should not allow it to bear on our family relationship as we were living in the Saami sign or we could study 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 deliberate that my tone of being uncomfortable would not go away so we try the next grade once then make a decision. I thought for a few endorsement and asked what she meant by the"side by side level ”. Her mesmerism was that we make no firm plans, just get together and see how things go. Mother mentioned that my girl always seemed to feature the same face, I asked what she meant.

She said I seemed to like them with war paint of Red Lips and dark eyes, not set of makeup but enough to feed a aphrodisiac flavour and they all seemed to give short doll with stockings. I asked why she was mentioning this and she replied that if we were going to the next level she would trim like this knowing that it was something that I liked and it would give her so a lot pleasure knowing that she was pleasing me. This talk was arousing me and I was having to mix in my butt to get easy, she noticed my discomfort and gently put her hand on my knee and gave me a grin. I agreed that maybe we should try something once more and see how we felt as that was the sole way we would know for sure.

By this time we had arrived home, I unloaded the typesetter's case, we had a chocolate and as it was recent we went to our own way and went to sleep.


The next duo of calendar week were back to pattern turn of work etc. I still enjoyed our chats with our evening meal, thing between us was like nothing had ever happened. I was wondering how one of us was going to go up the subject area when one day Mother said maybe she should get a couple of spear carrier bottle of wine for the weekend to help us slack up more. I replied that this sounded like a good mind.

The fall out Saturday female parent mentioned that there was a comedy film on TV that evening that she would like to see and would I like to keep an eye on it with her as we always enjoyed watching stuff together. On the Sat evening I sat in the sustenance way 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 bedroom. Sounded like a unspoilt idea to me so we opened a bottle of wine-colored and lay on her bed watching the film. It seemed that the laughter from both of us increased as the film progressed but it was the wine making us more relaxed. When the moving picture finished mother said she wanted to take a shower to make herself more well-heeled.

I lay back flicking through the TV transmission channel not really noticing what was on the screen as my head was in a unlike topographic point. When Mother takes a cascade it is not unusual for her to get some clock time so I was not surprised that is was about half an hour before I heard her footsteps in the G. Stanley Hall returning to the way. What I had not expected was the stack I saw when she came through the room access, suddenly I remembered the conversation we had on the crusade home from the wedding. She had put on physical composition with the looking she knew I liked, Red back talk, Black person eye composition, slick stockings and a doll that was very blotto and so short I could see the tops of the stockings, she also had a bra on that seems a size to diminished pushing her tit up and together making it look like her white meat were trying to head for the hills. I noticed what a dainty pattern she had as this is something I have never thought about before never thinking about looking at her only as a son would reckon at his Mother. Her appearance was nothing like I had ever seen my Mother before and she asked did I approve, all I could do was to nod my head word and whisper"Oh yes ”.


She walked over to the bed and slip under the book binding, she put her weaponry around me and we just laid there together for a few minutes. She smelled very nice having put on some essence and she whispered in my ear how pleasurable it was dressing to please me, she then moved her handwriting down to my penis and feeling how hard my erection was commented how goodness she felt knowing it was her that had made me so hard. She stroked my erection with delicate and gentle motions that made my phallus tingle with delight. Looking direct into my center she whispered"this is just for you"she then pulled the covers off me and moved down the bed.

She placed my erection in her mouth which was so tender, she then proceeded to gently run her sass down almost getting all of my erection into her mouth, after a couple of minutes of this she pulling my prepuce down and gently slid her lips over the end, as she got to the floor of the tip would suck just enough for me to palpate what she was doing. When I looked down I almost came as the sight of those red mouth sliding and sucking and the sexy dark eyes looking up at me was nearly too a good deal. Mother must give birth realised how I was feeling so stopped, came up to me and whispered that I should pillow for a while as she had so much more to contribute.

As we lay there I thought it would be nice if I return the favour and please mother. I moved my hand down but had difficulty as her skirt was so slopped, I shuffled down the bed and moved her skirt up just enough to be greeted with a lovely batch as she was not wearing any knickers and the mountain of the shinny stocking on her second joint added to the look.

As I slid a finger into her I could feel her torso tense slightly and my finger could sense the juices inside her, not wet but smooth and creamy. I could not reject putting my spit inside her and as I moved my tongue slowly and delicately upwards I could palpate 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 Mother increased so lots that I could find them running down my spit making me swallow and there were some dribbling out the street corner of my mouth. It gave me great joy knowing that I was pleasing female parent so much for her to have so much pussy juice. It did not carry much of this licking until Mother asked me to kibosh as she said she was very fold and did not want to go yet. As I moved up the bed I reached over to get a tissue to wipe my sass but Mother stopped me and gave me a gentle kiss, as she did so she put her tongue in my mouth. She said that she wanted to taste her juice in my lip, Mother thought it was very nice kissing me and tasting her juice so I moved down on her again, put my spit deep into her so that I could lick up as much juice as possible then softly kiss her as her tongue moved over mine so she could savor Sir Thomas More. I was unsure if it was the kisses or her juices that she enjoyed so much, I know that it was both the kisses and succus that I liked.

We lay down to stimulate a rest. mother then went to the privy and when she returned a few arcminute later I noticed that she had put on some fresh lipstick and the expression of those red lips was very nice.

She lay down beside me and tenderly placed her bridge player over my penis and it did not take long before I had a arduous erection. She then placed a leg over me so that she was upright 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 direct into my optic, it was then that I felt riffle up and down on my erection, I realised that she was contracting and releasing the brawniness inside her, the tone was so delicate and such a joy. She asked did I like what she was doing and all I could do was to nod.

After a short while mother slowly moved her body up and down, very short apparent movement at kickoff then increasing until my tip of my erection was at her entranceway. She would then slowly strike down sliding smoothly onto me, she seemed to get the movements just right so as to move over us both maximum pleasure without getting us to close to an coming. I wanted this to go on forever but knew it could not it was then female parent asked if we could change positions.


She lay down and I positioned myself between her pegleg, I paused for a import to see the marvellous batch of my Mother below me with her gloomy eyes, red lips and white meat squeezed into the bra. I placed my erection at her ingress and slowly and delicately slid into her. As I did so I could feel her trunk tense until I was in her as far as I could go, she then put her arm around me and pulled me on top of her holding me so that our bodies made contact.

We stayed like that for a piece enjoying the feel of our hide against each other, I then felt wavelet all over my hard-on and realised that she was contracting and relaxing her interior vaginal muscles giving me such beautiful tone all over my erecting. It was plain to see that she was also enjoying the experience. It felt like we were made for each early as my erection seemed to fit in her perfectly as I could experience impinging with her over every part of my erection.

I pushed myself up so that I could set forth to move my erecting inside her, I started very slowly, small bowel movement at initiatory then longer until the end my erection was just at the ingress to her, I would then slowly push button down until I was all the way in, stopping for a moment then repeating this crusade.

Mother was enjoying this very much especially when my hard-on penetrated her and after a few minutes she whispered that she was very come together and she wanted us to come at the Lapp clock time, together. I agreed that this would be nice so I slightly increased the speed I was sliding into her and I could say by her ventilation and the interference of delight coming from her that she was nearly ready.

She then whispered"please now, Oh please now ”, looking down at her, hearing her voicelessness and seeing her looking so beautiful with her drear eyes and red lips I said"yes now ”. As my sexual climax started everything seemed to go into slow question, I could palpate my erecting pulsing like I had never felt before and female parent inner muscularity contacted over my erecting as my juice entered her. Our orgasms seemed to go on forever but it could not have been longer that 20 or 30 secondment.

My Mother pulled me down onto her and putting her blazon around me held me while we recovered. After a few proceedings I rolled over beside her and we just looked at each other, she then whispered"Thank you ”. We fell asleep in that position and when I awoke in the morning Mother was in the kitchen having had a shower 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 time. We have a"codification"of shall we get a twosome of feeding bottle of wine for the weekend knowing what this meant. We experiment with dissimilar method acting with the purpose of pleasing each other as much as possible. We never know what the early is going to surprise us with but that just adds to the enjoyment.

As mentioned we never talk to each other about this human relationship, we go about our normal day-to-day procedure and still bask our chats over the evening repast, just like we did before. I do not see that I am having sex with my Mother just two adult giving each other pleasure, unless I am in denial ? although I still have a little thought that this is not powerful but can it be wrong if between consenting adult ? .