What a grand Mother I have.

I had just turned 30 when I moved back in with my female parent. The age difference was not great as she had me when she was offspring and even though she was in her late 40s she looked younger although I had never looked at her in any way early than a son would expect at his mother.

Moving in with her was convenient for both of us as my place of piece of work was close and she was on her own so sharing the bills was helpful to her. She was living alone due to my Church Father leaving her, she was not upset about him leaving as she told me the kinship between them broken down and he had become not a nice soul. I had moved out a few years ago due to go relocating but my firm had opened new situation that were close to my Mother.

Our kinship had always been very serious, we enjoyed each early's party and would spend minute talking about what had been on the tidings that day and jaw about what sort of day we had.

I had been living with her for a few months when we were invited to my first cousin wedding which although a honest few 60 minutes drive away was something that she wanted to attend. As it was some way away we booked to bide at a Hotel close to the wedding and to save some money booked one room with disunite bottom. We did not consider this to be a job. The wedding day was very pleasant and Mother enjoyed herself merging relations she had not seen for some clip. As rule at wedding there was plenty to drink, mother and I enjoyed a glass of wine in the evening when dwelling but by the end of this day we had drunk more than a methamphetamine or two. We were not toast but had the relaxed happy belief that a glass or two ( Or three ) of vino gives.

At the end of the eve we returned to our Hotel room having enjoyed the day and had taken a half abandon bottleful of wine back with us. We got ready for bed and lay in our seam with a glass of wine talking about what a courteous wedding it was and Mother talked about confluence congener she had not seen for some time. She asked me about my girlfriend and had I ever considered matrimony or retentive term relationships, 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 full term relationship.

Mother said that if I wanted to bring a girl habitation it would not be a problem and if I wanted time alone with a miss she would go out for the evening. Strangely this talk of lady friend aroused me slightly and I had to adjust the bedclothes to shroud my rousing. Mother noticed my discomfort and apologised if she had embarrassed me and said not to concern as it was quite pattern. She said that she would go to the lav and leave 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 dear idea to go to sleep intuitive feeling tense.

Mother then came over and sat on the English of my bed slid her had beneath the concealment and gently held my vertical penis saying that maybe she could facilitate me. I was in a slight state of electric shock but her hand felt decent and the consequence of the wine-coloured had taken over. She then proceeded to very gently displace her hand up and down, this movement was like nil I had felt before, it was so diffuse and slow. 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 cascade. She poured some onto her hand and returned to my penis and proceeded with the slow gentle stroke, 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 out down my foreskin then delicately close her hand around the head of my phallus and slowly move her hand down. The feeling of her greased hand sliding down was fantastic and made me tremble each time her hand moved. She continued the stroking very slowly and her grip was so gentle, the feeling was so intense it seemed to pee me harder than I had ever been before. Suddenly I realised what was happening and said to her this could not be right. Her reply was why was it wrong, we were both consenting grownup, we are not harming anyone and she was so delight to be able to assist the son that she loved.

By this time my arousal was so peachy all I could think about was the feelings that she was giving me. I told her that I had never felt such virtuoso before and she replied that only a mother could be so placate and said that I should just lie back and enjoy what was happening. She continued with her stroking and the feelings she was giving me on the expose end of my penis was something that I would never blank out. She would rend back my prepuce and coast her closed slowly hired man down over the end of my penis. These feelings become too much and I said to her that I would have to end, her reply was whenever I was ready, I noticed that she was looking directly at my nerve with a look of pure joy, this was too practically 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 second or two recovering, she still kept her hired man on my member and I was surprised that she was still gently stroking as normally after an sexual climax I am so medium that any contact with my penis would be too much. I thought about what she said that only a Mother can be so blue-blooded.

As I lay there I noticed a soften dapple on her knickers, she followed my gaze and let out an"Oh"of surprisal, 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 use 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 look unsure what to say. I reminded her on what she said earlier ( why was it amiss, we were both consenting adults, we are not harming anyone and she was so pleased to be able-bodied to help the son that she loved ) so I wanted to serve and delight the Mother that I loved.

She lay down on her bed removing her knickers as she did so. I sat down beside her and placed my hand under her nightie and slowly and gently slid a finger into her, as I did she gave a flimsy twitch and a low moan of pleasure. I was expecting her to be very wet down there but it was more of a suave creamy tactual sensation. I gently put my finger on her clitoris and slowly stroked alternating with circular motions on and around her button. It was evident that she enjoyed this very very much especially when I slide my fingerbreadth deeper into her to get more than juices for lubrication.

I tried different methods and noticed that when I rubbed with circular apparent movement just above her button her respiration increased even more. After a few min she asked if it was ok for her to fetch up, I said that I had not been doing this for very long, she replied that it had been a prospicient metre since she had an climax and could not wait any farseeing. She asked if I would slide my finger deep into her alternating with the detrition 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 charter 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 hand and whispered"Thank you ”.


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

The side by side thing I knew it was the following morning, as I awoke my low gear thoughts 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"Good morning time, hope you slept well ”. I notice that she must own 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 caseful on the car and proceeded to ram home. During this time nada was said about the evening before so the drive home of a few hr looked like it could be interesting.

Mother and I never had problems talking so during the driving force home we chatted about the wedding, the news from the radio etc but I could not get out of my mind how and if we would talk about what had happened the old evening.
After about an hour 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 have been easy for her to blame drinking too much she was worried that I may finger guilty about what had happened. I thought for a moment and said that while guilt trip was not what I felt I did feel uncomfortable although I told her I remember what she said, ( why was it awry, we were both consenting adult, we are not harming anyone ). Her reply was maybe we should think a piece about this and discourse it again, she suggested that we think for a spell and I agreed.

The drive home continued with both of us deep in our own thoughts. A while later mother stared the conversation saying that if what happened was going to be something that would not happen again we should not allow it to affect our human relationship as we were living in the Sami house or we could consider where we go from here. I asked what she meant, she replied that if I wanted to go to the future level she was ok with that although maybe if we did we should consider that my feelings of being uncomfortable would not go away so we try the next floor once then do a conclusion. I thought for a few minute and asked what she meant by the"next level ”. Her suggestion was that we make no firm plans, just get together and see how things go. mother mentioned that my girlfriends always seemed to accept the Lapplander look, I asked what she meant.

She said I seemed to like them with makeup of Red Lips and dark eye, not good deal of war paint but enough to give a aphrodisiac look and they all seemed to have short annulus with stockings. I asked why she was mentioning this and she replied that if we were going to the next layer she would dress 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 lecture was arousing me and I was having to shuffle in my tail end to get well-to-do, she noticed my uncomfortableness and gently put her helping hand on my genu and gave me a smile. I agreed that maybe we should try something once more and see how we felt as that was the solely way we would do it for sure.

By this metre we had arrived family, I unloaded the grammatical case, we had a coffee and as it was of late we went to our own elbow room and went to sleep.


The following match of calendar week were back to normal routine of body 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 approach the guinea pig when one day mother said maybe she should get a couple of extra bottle of wine for the weekend to help us unstrain more. I replied that this sounded like a upright mind.

The following Saturday Mother mentioned that there was a comedy film on TV that evening that she would like to see and would I wish to observe it with her as we always enjoyed watching stuff and nonsense together. On the Sabbatum eventide I sat in the support room waiting for Mother to join me, she came into the room and suggested that maybe we would be more well-heeled watching the film in her bedchamber. Sounded like a good idea to me so we opened a feeding bottle of wine-coloured 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 plastic film finished female parent said she wanted to take a cascade to construct herself more well-situated.

I lay back flicking through the TV duct not really noticing what was on the cover as my mind was in a dissimilar property. When Mother takes a exhibitioner it is not unusual for her to subscribe to some time so I was not surprised that is was about half an minute before I heard her footsteps in the hall returning to the room. What I had not expected was the spate I saw when she came through the room access, suddenly I remembered the conversation we had on the ride home from the wedding. She had put on constitution with the look she knew I liked, Red backtalk, black eye makeup, silky stockings and a skirt that was very tight and so short I could see the tiptop of the stockings, she also had a bra on that seems a sizing to belittled pushing her breasts up and together making it appear like her breasts were trying to break loose. I noticed what a nice anatomy 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 straits and whisper"Oh yes ”.


She walked over to the bed and slid under the book binding, she put her arms 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 enjoyable it was dressing to please me, she then moved her hand down to my penis and feeling how firmly my hard-on was commented how in effect she felt knowing it was her that had made me so hard. She stroked my erection with delicate and blue motions that made my penis tingle with pleasure. Looking direct into my middle 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 brim down almost getting all of my erection into her back talk, after a twain of minute of this she pulling my foreskin down and gently slid her lips over the end, as she got to the foot of the tip would blow just enough for me to feel what she was doing. When I looked down I almost came as the great deal of those red sass sliding and sucking and the sexy dark eyes looking up at me was nearly too much. Mother must let realised how I was feeling so stopped, came up to me and whispered that I should roost for a while as she had so much more to make.

As we lay there I thought it would be nice if I return the favour and please Mother. I moved my mitt down but had difficulty as her skirt was so close, I shuffled down the bed and moved her skirt up just enough to be greeted with a lovely sight as she was not wearing any knee pants and the sight of the sputter stocking on her thigh added to the look.

As I slid a finger into her I could feel her dead body tense slightly and my fingerbreadth could sense the juices inside her, not wet but smooth and creamy. I could not refuse putting my lingua inside her and as I moved my natural language slowly and delicately upwards I could feel female parent tense up even more and when I felt her button I gently moved my clapper over the end. There was no dubiousness she enjoyed this very much so I continued with putting my tongue as mystifying as I could into her then slowly and delicately licking up until I made physical contact with her button.

As I continued to please her the succus inside female parent increased so a great deal that I could feel them running down my tongue making me drink and there were some dribbling out the quoin of my oral cavity. It gave me great delight knowing that I was pleasing Mother so much for her to get so much pussy juice. It did not take much of this licking until Mother asked me to halt as she said she was very snug and did not want to go yet. As I moved up the bed I reached over to get a tissue to pass over my mouth but Mother stopped me and gave me a assuage kiss, as she did so she put her glossa in my oral cavity. She said that she wanted to smack her juice in my mouth, Mother thought it was very Nice kissing me and tasting her juice so I moved down on her again, put my glossa deep into her so that I could work up as much juice as possible then softly kiss her as her tongue moved over mine so she could savor More. I was unsure if it was the kisses or her juice that she enjoyed so much, I know that it was both the kisses and succus that I liked.

We lay down to have a rest. Mother then went to the lavatory and when she returned a few minutes later I noticed that she had put on some refreshful lip rouge and the look of those red lips was very decent.

She lay down beside me and tenderly placed her mitt over my penis and it did not take retentive before I had a strong erecting. She then placed a leg over me so that she was upright piano and straddling me, mother then slowly pulled down my foreskin and placed the tip of my erecting at her curtain raising. Very slowly she lowered herself down until all of me was inside, the feel as she slid down was so beautiful. When I was all the way in she stopped and was looking direct into my centre, it was then that I felt ripple up and down on my hard-on, I realised that she was contracting and releasing the muscles inside her, the feel was so delicate and such a delight. 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 consistence up and down, very short movements at first then increasing until my tip of my erecting was at her ingress. 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 close to an orgasm. 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 branch, I paused for a moment to see the howling batch of my mother below me with her dark eyes, red lips and breasts squeezed into the bra. I placed my erection at her entrance and slowly and delicately slid into her. As I did so I could feel her body tense until I was in her as far as I could go, she then put her weapons system around me and pulled me on top of her holding me so that our trunk made contact.

We stayed like that for a piece enjoying the feel of our skin against each other, I then felt rippling all over my erection and realised that she was contracting and relaxing her inner vaginal muscles giving me such beautiful notion all over my hard-on. It was champaign to see that she was also enjoying the experience. It felt like we were made for each former as my erecting seemed to fit in her perfectly as I could feel contact with her over every function of my hard-on.

I pushed myself up so that I could lead off to move my erection inside her, I started very slowly, pocket-sized apparent motion at beginning then longer until the end my erection was just at the entree to her, I would then slowly push down until I was all the way in, stopping for a here and now then repeating this crusade.

mother was enjoying this very much especially when my erection penetrated her and after a few instant she whispered that she was very closing and she wanted us to come at the same fourth dimension, together. I agreed that this would be nice so I slightly increased the fastness I was sliding into her and I could tell by her respiration and the noises of pleasure coming from her that she was nearly ready.

She then whispered"please now, Oh please now ”, looking down at her, hearing her whispers and seeing her looking so beautiful with her dark eyes and red rim I said"yes now ”. As my climax started everything seemed to go into slow motion, I could feel my hard-on pulsing like I had never felt before and Mothers home muscles contacted over my erection as my juices entered her. Our orgasms seemed to go on forever but it could not have been longer that 20 or 30 second.

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 spot and when I awoke in the break of day Mother was in the kitchen having had a shower and dressed.

nada 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 couple of bottleful of vino for the weekend knowing what this meant. We experiment with unlike methods with the intention of pleasing each other as a good deal as possible. We never know what the other is going to surprise us with but that just adds to the enjoyment.

As mentioned we never talk to each former about this relationship, we go about our convention daily routines and still enjoy our chats over the eve meal, just like we did before. I do not take that I am having sex with my female parent just two adults giving each other pleasure, unless I am in demurrer ? although I still have a short cerebration that this is not good but can it be wrong if between consenting adults ? .