It was difficult for me to watch her stretch and exercise at home every morning. She did that in addition to her workout at the spa. She wore black shorts and a black tee shirt; neither covered much. She always wore a bra when exercising but her nipples were evident anyway. It's difficult to watch a beautiful woman bending and spreading even if she is your mother. At least it was for me.
She usually was up before me and when I came to greet her she always had a smile and a sing-song "Good morning Christopher, how are you?" She would stop to do her ritual with me. She would kiss my eyes and then point to two spots where she wanted me to kiss her. It could be her cheek, her neck or the corner of her mouth: each morning, different places. She didn't know what she did to me.
I've seen my mother in her bra and panties many times. It's possible you've seen her too. She was a model and she's been in lots of catalogs and some ads in magazines. She was in "New Woman" for skin cream. The ad said, "Now 53 can look like 35 again". Mom is seated with her back to you. You can see her smiling face in profile and a hint of the curve of the full breast under her arm. The way she's lit makes her look like unending smooth skin from head to toe. It's another picture for my scrapbook.
I had always found my mother attractive. When I was very young I thought she was pretty; when I got older I knew she was sexy. As a teenager I started masturbating with her in mind, almost always her. She has lovely breasts and I took every opportunity to look. The soft mounds in her bra always intrigued me and when she went without her bra, I was hard all day.
On rare occasions she would have a friend stay over and mom and I slept in the same room because the guest used my bedroom. I remember watching her undress in the dim light; I devoured her nipples and ass with my eyes and the mystery between her legs fired my imagination.
Mom is just turning forty now; she started modeling when she was thirty and I was nine. An agent saw her in a mall and gave her his card. I think she got a lot of work because her looks combine 'mature', 'sexy' and 'girl next door'. She was always there for me even after her career began; she never used it as an excuse not to do things with me.
Her name is Alexis but she modeled under the single name 'Jennifer'; which is what she preferred to be called. I have pictures of her beautiful body from every angle. Most boys had things like Playboy, I had mom.
I loved going on the shoots with her whenever possible. I'd go into her dressing room and sometimes help her in and out of the clothes. Nudity is common on the shoots: sometimes she'd change on the street behind a blanket, sometimes she'd take off her bra in front of me when she was in a hurry. Once she sat topless for fifteen minutes and did her makeup while I sat behind her looking into the mirror.
I had sex for the first time in Las Vegas. Mom had a shoot there and she took me with her as a present for my eighteenth birthday. She fell asleep on my shoulder on the plane and I got hard. Her smells were intoxicating even though she wore very little perfume. I could smell the powder she wore and her fragrant hair. I could smell her warm skin.
She had the light airline blanket on her. I pulled it to her shoulder. I slid my hand under it and laid it on her breast. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep should she awaken. She didn't. Her breathing stayed even for a long time as I gently molded my hand to her full breast and fondled it. My cock strained in my pants. The soft sweater let me imagine I had had my mother's bare tit in my hand. My fantasies took flight until the announcement of our landing made her stir and I reluctantly let go.
When she opened her eyes and stretched I asked, "How was your sleep mom?"
She smiled the warm smile that always made me melt and said, "It was lovely dear, very sweet."
Mom spent the day working and I spent the day getting 'charged up' looking at all the beautiful women at the casinos and hotels on the strip. I made the acquaintance of a waitress who let me know that she also indulged in extra-curricular activities. I had been with a few girls and done a few things but I was still technically a virgin. I was determined to be one no longer. I made an appointment with my new friend. When mom left for a meeting with the client, the girl came up. We sat for a few minutes and talked and then I heard a knock at the door. It was my mother.
She looked in and said, "The meeting was cancelled and I thought we could spend the time together." She had seen my 'friend' and just said, "Honey do something for me; please ask her to go."
I gave the girl some money; she shrugged and left. Mom came over to me and said, "Have you slept with a woman before?"
I told her I hadn't. "Honey this isn't the way to do it, you don't know what that girl might have and wouldn't you want your first time to be with someone you care about?"
"Sure but I was just so turned on today and I'm never going to have the person I really want."
"Why wouldn't you?"
"Because...oh... you wouldn't understand mom."
"Maybe I would sweetheart... I know you were touching me on the plane."
"Oh...God...you weren't sleeping...and you let me?"
"I was sleeping at first but when I felt you fondling me I woke up. It felt good and you were touching me so lovingly I let you do it." She kissed me fully and said, "Since you've grown up, you've been turning me on; let me be your first. I haven't made love in such a long time; it'll almost be like a first time for me too. Just promise me one thing baby, after tonight, you won't ask me again. It will just be something for us both to remember."
She took the blankets off the bed and turned off the lamp. I turned it back on and said "I've seen you in the dark but I've been waiting a long time to see you in the light." She laughed and we turned on every light in the room.
She took all her clothes off and stood unashamed in front of me. Her beauty overwhelmed me. I'll admit I'm not very objective because she's been the object of my love and lust for so long but I still think that my mother naked would impress anyone. I didn't know what to kiss or touch or finger first.
I started where I started as a child, sucking on her nipple that reached out for my tongue as it entered my mouth. The soft guttural moans my mother was making sent a line of electricity through me. I stood and gazed between her legs. I was mesmerized. I saw the fine beads of moisture that were forming on the fine trimmed hair through which I could see my mother's reddening pussy lips. I moved to the folds between her legs and mouthed her hungrily. I could almost feel her swelling in my mouth as the juice covered my lips. I could feel her smile as my tongue slid along her opening to find her clit.
"Darling" she said, "You're making me feel so good; I'm so wet for you...darling...darling" I loved hearing that endearment for the first time from my mother's mouth: the beautiful mouth that would bring many first pleasures to me that night.
I worked my way around her body with kisses and licks. I took my clothes off because I thought either the zipper or my cock was going to break. Mom looked at me fully erect and said, "You're going to make a lot of girls happy with that."
I said, "I only want to make you happy with it." I knew I was bigger than most because I've seen enough in the team locker room; I just wasn't sure I knew how to use it. Mom helped – a lot.
She opened her pussy lips for me and showed me her swollen clitoris. I licked and sucked at the pink until my mouth and chin were soaked. I could feel her start to vibrate as she said, "Baby...baby...you don't know what you're doing to your momma...it's so good...OH...OHH..." She stiffened and arched pressing her pussy against my mouth and holding my head. The sounds she made as she came were an aphrodisiac to me. "Oh my honey...yes do that to momma ...there...there...yes...fuck...OHHH..." With her final cry, I almost came without my cock being touched.
It was touched. It was sucked, licked, and slathered over before my mother was done with it. My first entry into my mother's mouth was almost a shock: her warm lips and tongue massaged the tightly stretched skin on my shaft and she circled the spongy head until I thought I would explode. I fought to keep from coming, wanting her to suck me forever. She kept telling me how big it was in her mouth and how much she loved sucking me. "My beautiful big cock" she called it. "All for your momma...all for me" she said. It was a miracle I lasted as long as I did. I blew my first load into her mouth. By the time I was done there was cum on the bed, on her face, on her tits and I can't imagine how much was in her mouth. I didn't know there was that much cum in me.
I thought I was done but my mother had other ideas. About five minutes later I was hard as a rock again after she played with me, telling me, "I can't wait for you to be in me...in your momma's pussy...the pussy that wants your big cock so badly...now baby...now."
When my cock finally entered my mother's sweet pussy she said, "Easy baby...easy...OH...it's so big...you're so hard for your momma, aren't you? This is what I need honey...I need you in my cunt, in my pussy...fucking me...fucking me." It was what I needed too. She was so wet and I told her how good it felt to be so deep in her. "You're so good in me baby," she said, "filling me all up". My mother's slippery passageway was a haven for my cock, a warm safe place I never wanted to leave. With every slow push in and out of her, she whispered something sweet. Her hands stroked me, as I loved her with my cock. I had dreamed and fantasized of being inside my mother so many times; this was better than all my imaginings.
