Early June
The lady sitting beside me stirred in her seat, her head falling and suddenly rising again as she fought against falling asleep. My bulging erection was clear for her to see, straining purposefully at the material around my crotch. Her stare gave it away and perhaps a little naively, I looked at her with my reddening face and smiled politely, crossing my legs in the process. She smiled back embarrassingly and turned away, choosing to stare aimlessly out the window for the rest of the journey.
My dick hardened further in the confines of my underwear, in anticipation of the sexual pleasure that was soon to come. I sat quietly on the bus, my legs still crossed in denial, as I made my way home, thinking only of my mothers awaiting welcome. And what a welcome it usually was.
*
Some seven months had passed since my mother and I had had our first sexual encounter together. It had been intense in the beginning to say the least, not to mention all the new feelings we had first felt, but as time had passed we had continued our clandestine activities unabated.
In the beginning it had taken a little alcohol, like a nice bottle or two of red wine, for us both to shed our initial inhibitions in what we where doing. Overtime that awkwardness had left and we had begun to have a serious, adult, sexual relationship. We were adults, enjoying an active and sexual love-life, albeit for the fact we were also a mother and son. Our feelings for each other had grown strong, not only in a passionate way but also in a very loving, caring way. The fact was we were two people, very much attracted to one another, regardless of what we both knew was wrong.
Almost gone now where the guilty feelings, the questioning of our forbidden relationship which had subdued things in the beginning. Being honest though, there where times when we both had moments of major guilt, but the good times we shared always outnumbered those awkward moments significantly. At the end of the day, we both needed each other in what was a complex but highly satisfying, loving relationship.
My mother, Catherine, had truly blossomed over the time we had shared. We still made-love to each other from time to time but uninhibited sex was more or less the order of the day, nine times out of ten. Mum's appetite and love of exciting, steamy fucking was truly amazing for a woman in her early forties. Even she admitted at times how liberated she had felt since we had first come together. Now she was doing things she had never done before whilst married to my father and with the vigour of a woman half her age.
Her new found lust for life and sex had surpassed even my youthful cravings at times, she had even started talking dirty, which not only surprised me at first but really drove me wild with passion.
We continued being a normal mother and son in all aspects of what that entailed, only for the fact we were sleeping together as lovers. I fulfilled all my mother's needs and in return, she fulfilled all mine and more.
Uni was just about finishing up for the summer holidays. Coursework had been handed in, exams had been sat and two and a half months of my own free-time was a week or two ahead of me. Ah, bliss. Every weekend, I rushed home, barely leaving the house with Catherine in my short time there, until my return to Uni on a Monday morning. On many occasions I had wanted to extend my time at home, like take a day or two off with a sudden illness or something. It was just to spend more time with Mum for another couple of sex-filled days, but she would always insist how important my education was and that the weekend was only another four/five days away. Besides, usually giving me the added incentive of a quick blowjob before my journey, almost always did the trick.
At the moment though, my greatest need was to feel my hardening cock slide into her tender pussy.
*
The bus swept around the narrow country by-roads, feeling familiar and grateful to my gaze from the window. The sun sparkled in an almost cloud free sky, as I realised my stop was next up. I gathered up my few bits and pieces, and signalled the driver ahead of me in his mirror that I was getting off.
As the bus pulled away, I took a deep breath of the fresh country air and surveyed all around me in an instant. It was a humid day, only spurring my horniness further... man it was good to be home. Excited and exceptionally turned on, I almost sprinted down the lane to the farmhouse, eager to see, feel and taste my mother and lover.
My thoughts raced. Would Mum be waiting for me as usual in the bedroom? What sexy outfit would she have on to get me all hot and bothered this evening? What delicious surprise's lay in store for me this weekend? The anticipation was killing me.
Out of breath, I jogged into the yard. I caught my breath before walking in the front door of the house, my dick jumping inside my jeans as I explored for signs of life. Dumping my travel bag and jacket in the hall, I peeked around the various doors downstairs looking for Mum. Shit, nothing so far. Taking three stairs at a time, I literally bounded upstairs, fully expecting Mum to be lying legs spread on her bed or mine waiting for it... again, no joy. The bathroom was empty as well.
I came back downstairs again and explored further, before finally strolling into the kitchen. I eventually saw Mum waiting patiently outside, sunning her-self in the still warm, late afternoon sunlight. She sat in her summer chair wearing her shorts, summer top and a pair of dark sunglasses. I noticed her breasts hung slightly through the loose fitting top she wore. Only in the last few weeks of good, sunny weather we had gladly had, had Mum started to go without her bra on underneath her clothes... which was great as far as I was concerned!
I admired her laid-back form for a minute from my looking point through the kitchen window. I fondled and squeezed my growing bulge selfishly, as I imagined what delights would follow shortly. Already preparing myself, I slipped off my trainers and socks on the kitchen floor. The floor was cold, an instant delight to my bare feet on a pretty humid day.
As I moved barefoot towards the back door, Mum saw me through the open window.
"Hiya baby! Come out here sweetheart" she said, straightening up slightly in the chair.
Without a word, I walked out and over to her, bending to kiss her fully on the mouth as she sat lazily, but still looking totally delectable in her pose.
"Well, that's a nice way to say hello, I hope there's more where that came from!" she responded, wrapping her arms around me in a hug, pulling me in tightly.
"I have been so looking forward to this all week, I missed you terribly Mum" I said, kneeling down on my hunkers in front of her bare legs.
She licked her lips provocatively as she raised the sunglasses, perching them atop her shiny brown hair.
"Well... why don't you show me how much you missed your dear Mum..." she whispered wickedly back at me, opening her legs to give me access.
I leant forward and began slowly kissing the insides of her knees. My hands ran up and down the top and insides of her thighs, pushing the denim material of her shorts upwards, my fingertips sliding underneath the shorts hem eventually. The skin on her legs was smooth, brown and soft to the touch, as I felt my hardness slowly growing below. She was moaning a little now as my fingertips probed deeper underneath her shorts, almost coming into contact with the sides of her already sweating pussy.
Catherine's hands rubbed over her breasts through her flimsy top, highlighting her perking nipples jutting outward, dark and enticing against the white fabric covering them. I buried my head between her legs, hungrily nosing against her crotch, smelling her dampening scent. It was intoxicating to my senses, causing my cock to jump about in my jeans like a restrained animal on its leash.
My hands ran up her stomach, pushing her top upwards with my thumbs, exposing her magnificent tits, full and also a little pink in the sunlight.
"Thought a little sun on those would do no harm either..." she giggled, "besides, I know how much you would enjoy rubbing a little sun cream into them!"
