I remember the week well. It was the middle of August and the heat was smoldering. I was only eighteen and my father was on a business trip until the following Tuesday. I lived 45 minutes from school so I had few friends who lived nearby. Monday night I had nothing to do so I stayed home and rented a video to watch. I was aware it had a few sex scenes but I had no idea my mother (very young, only eighteen) was going to ask to watch it with me. The second sex scene was very illicit and I felt quite uncomfortable sitting right next to my mother. She knowingly just smiled at me and said, "I was young once too sweetheart."
When the movie was over I was about as horny as ever so I promptly said goodnight and headed upstairs. Since I didn't have a girlfriend I had become very adept at pleasuring myself. I went into my room, closed the door, undressed, and climbed into bed. I began stroking myself, enjoying it immensely. It was very hot that evening so I pushed the one sheet I had on my bed down so it just covered my knees. Just as I was really beginning to enjoy myself Mom opened the door and began to say something. Seeing my hand caressing my erect member, she just said, "Oh, I'm sorry!" and quickly exited. I scrambled to pull the sheets over myself and just lay there in embarrassment.
A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door. Reluctantly I answered and my mother entered with a sheepish grin. She slowly came over to my bed and sat down next to me.
"I guess you've learned how to masturbate, huh?", she said with a slight smile. I just nodded, my face blushing.
"Don't be embarrassed," she said, "everybody does it. Your father and I masturbate all the time."
Astonished, I asked, "But why, you can have sex instead?"
"Yes that's true," my mother replied, "but sometimes it's fun to masturbate together. Sometimes we masturbate each other, and sometimes, when the other is away like your father is right now, it feels good to still be able to have orgasms."
"I guess that's true. I just never thought of somebody as beautiful as yourself needing to use your own hand."
"Were you able to finish after I interrupted you?", my mother asked. I lay still for a moment.
"No, I felt so ashamed," I finally answered.
"Well why don't you go ahead and finish now, sweetheart," she replied. The look on my face must have told her what I was thinking because she said, "Don't be shy. Just think how good your body will feel when you come." I nodded okay.
I was so sweaty that the sheets were sticking to my thighs and my mother could easily see the outline of my penis, already becoming larger once again. I waited a moment for her to leave, and realizing she intended to stay I slipped my hand under the sheets and began to massage my quickly hardening cock. She sat for a few minutes, just smiling at the pleasure I was enjoying and then she slowly took the edge of the sheet and lifted it off of me, completely revealing my engorged penis. At this point I was enjoying myself too much to be embarrassed. My mother gently lay her hand on the inside of my thigh and slowly rubbed up and down, tracing a line straight up to my sack.
She luxuriously rubbed her hand over my sizable balls, kneading them like dough and letting my velvety soft pubic hair brush between her fingers, all the while saying, "Doesn't that feel good? Would you like me to continue?"
I silently nodded my overwhelming consent. Slowly she eased her hand up over my balls and gently pushed my hand away, replacing it with her own. She wrapped her cool fingers around my meaty shaft and began running her palm up and down my length.
"Almost as thick as your fathers," she commented with a delicious smile, "and oh so hard."
As she expertly rubbed my rock hard dick, she leaned toward my face. I opened my mouth and let her dip her tongue inside, tasting the son whom she bore so many years ago. Her tongue licked my own as she momentarily removed her hand from my throbbing stick and lifted her nightgown over her head, displaying to me her milky white breasts. She lifted herself to straddle me, letting her taught nipples brush over my lips. Her panties revealed a giant wet spot and a drop of her feminine juice ran down the length of her leg like clear syrup.
She slowly took her tongue out of my mouth and traced a path down my chest to my thighs and down below my balls. She took each one in turn, sucking and licking it, tasting it's flesh. Painfully slowly she eased her tongue up the underside of my shaft until it reached the tip, licking up a drop of pre-come that served as a precursor to what was soon to follow. She took my entire shaft in her mouth, seductively licking it, alternating between head bobs and hand masturbation. I wrapped my legs around her torso and let her place my manhood between her soft breasts. She refused to let me touch them with my hands, insisting that "that was for our next session." She let me hump that delicious valley between her breasts for a few minutes and then returned her mouth to my juicy cock. After a few more minutes my body began to tense and she knew it was the moment she had built me up to. She took my dick in her hand for a couple more rubs and allowed the first spurt of semen to burst into her face, dripping off her lips. With a sexy smile, she quickly lowered her mouth to my cock and let the next jet of thick, milky cum spurt into her mouth, tickling the back of her throat. My hips bucked towards her. I enjoyed wave after wave of ecstasy as my cock filled her loving mouth with juice. She swallowed what she could but some dripped out. She let it fall onto her tits and she rubbed it in with her hand, then rubbed the rest with my still firm penis. Then she once again lowered her mouth onto my dick and licked up the cum that had spilled onto me.
"Tastes so sweet", she said with a moan. She lifted her head up and used her fingers to lick a stray glob up off of her bottom lip. "Taste for yourself." With that she lowered her mouth to mine and gave me one final French kiss, allowing me to taste the splendor of my orgasmic fluid as I swept my tongue around her wet mouth.
"Did you enjoy that as much as me?" she asked as she sat up. I could only nod my yes as I lay, still shivering from the aftershocks of the best orgasm of my life.
"Good", she smiled. "I'm going to go pleasure myself, now. I can't wait to feel my fingers in my soaking cunt. I know you'll have sweet dreams, my love." With that she stood up and walked out of the room. Just before she rounded the corner out of my sight, she removed her soaked panties, allowing me to get a wonderful view of her tight ass. I wanted to follow but knew all my energy was spent.
"Besides", I thought, "There will be another time to learn all about her body." With that I laid my head on my pillow, placed my palm on my softening penis and fell asleep.
* * * * *
The next morning I woke up feeling quite awkward about the evening my mother and I had shared. While I was down stairs preparing my breakfast I heard my mother walking downstairs and into the kitchen. I didn't turn, not knowing how I should act. She came over to me, pressed her body tightly against my back so I could feel her taut nipples and asked, "Did you have a good time last night, sweetheart?"
"I sure did," I said breathing heavily.
She let her hands drift down my body and began to massage my balls through my boxers. "Then your not going to believe how good tonight will feel," she said seductively. "I'll see you after work." My heart was racing. I didn't know how I could last the day. I watched as she walked out of the kitchen and into the garage, suggestively swaying her hips the whole time.
Since it was a summer weekend, I had nothing to occupy me all day except visions of my mother's sweet body. By the time she arrived home that night I thought I was going to burst from the wait. When she got home she suggested we eat to "get our strength up." The entire meal she kept running her foot up my leg, teasing my ever hardening dick. Once dinner was over I volunteered to wash the dishes, but she said instead, "The dishes can wait. Lets head upstairs for now." With that, she took my hand in hers and led me upstairs.
"I'm going to get a shower," she declared. "Why don't you join me in a few minutes?" I quickly nodded I would be in soon.
I waited as long as I could, imagining the hot water running down my mother's hard body. At last I could take it no longer and I slowly entered the bathroom, leaving the door only slightly ajar. Steam filled the bathroom and coated the mirror so that I couldn't even see myself in it. I walked over to the shower and eased the glass door open, revealing a splendid view of my mother's rock hard ass. I quickly shook off my pants and stepped into the tub, wincing at the heat of the water as it splashed against me.
"There you are honey," my mother exclaimed. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming." With that she turned around to face me, giving me for the first time a clear view of her gorgeous body. She was slender and curvy. Her brown hair hung down to the mid point of her back. Her breasts were large and firm, accented by a taut nipple straining at the tip of each. Her soft curls of brown pubic hair nicely concealed the treasure that lay between her firm thighs.
