(This story is a tribute to a series called "Evening with mother" written by another author and which is missing its first chapter. I have always really liked the series and tried to contact the author about the missing chapter without success. Eventually I decided to write my own as a tribute, party for readers to enjoy in its own right but also in the hope they will go on to read what is a very sweet and sexy series of stories about Colin and his mum Jenny [and in Ch 4 one of his mum's friends.] Needless to say this story is entirely my own work and I take full responsibility for any deficiencies. All characters are over 18).
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This all started almost by accident when I was a student still living at home. It was the late 1970s -- I was living on the outskirts of an English Northern city which had seen better days, I had dropped out of school after O levels, had a year messing around doing some terrible labouring jobs, and had then gone back to technical college to study for an engineering qualification. College was much freer than school and I felt sort of grown-up -- though like most people at the time I was perpetually short of cash and only had what I earned from working in a garage on Saturdays and two evenings each week.
My mum was pretty typical I suppose -- she worked part-time in a shop to help out with the family income, and had a bevy of women friends with whom she went out to films or sometimes bingo once or twice a week. She was 44, dark-haired and still in good shape -- not that at first I thought about her in that way at all. She was always up for a laugh though and was a glass half full person. Though I wasn't aware of it at the time looking back I can see she was quite flirtatious at times and quite often made innuendoes and remarks about sex. I suppose overall she was a very sexy woman. Dad was older, a quiet man with friends down the pub and not really much time for homelife.
I had lost my virginity to a local girl and had very briefly thought I was in love -- she had other ideas including wanting a boyfriend with a bit of money. She moved on. At the time all this began I was going out with a girl from college but she didn't do full sex -- we were engaged in what were then called "heavy petting" sessions involving mutual masturbation which I found pretty unsatisfactory.
I had a cache of dirty magazines which I used when I masturbated -- at the time these had started to show vaginas (until recently these had always been airbrushed out) and were getting raunchier every time I bought a new one. It was these mags which began what developed between me and mum.
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I came home one lunchtime after lectures and found these magazines on the bed -- in fact they covered the whole bed and were open at the centrefolds or at other what you might call "tasty" pictures. I groaned -- clearly my mother had found them and was making some sort of point...
My mum had indeed found them and when I turned to go downstairs she was coming out of her bedroom....
"Well you've seen them then," she said, seeing my embarrassment and smiling -- "I thought they were all very artistic... a bit different from the ones you used to get in my day!"
I was indeed embarrassed beyond words. I must have blushed and mumbled something about being sorry and offering to get rid of them.
"Oh don't worry Colin -- I know you lads need to have these sorts of things -- I'm only teasing you. I was just a bit surprised, you know, that they showed all the naughty bits. They're all very, well, explicit aren't they?"
With that she came over and picked up one of the mags and looked more closely at it.
"So tell me, which is your favourite lady?"
I was still acutely embarrassed but didn't know how to get out of the situation, and went to another mag and leafed through until I found a set of pictures of a blond woman who I liked to fantasise about. She was in great shape, what today would be called a MILF, with firm tits and a big bush of pubic hair. It was only when I had showed it to mum that I realised -- apart from the hair colour, the naked model did actually quite look like my mother...
"Hmmm, well she's an interesting one isn't she -- she looks a bit..." At this my mum paused as though not sure to continue, but she did -- "She looks a bit like me, Colin -- oh dear, that's quite funny isn't it?"
I didn't really see the funny side. My mum continued -
"There's not much to interest the ladies though is there? I mean there's no men at all..."
I mumbled something about women not being interested in that sort of thing and mum laughed.
"Of course we like "that sort of thing" if it's the right sort of thing -- look I'll show you what you can get ".
With this she went to her bedroom and shortly came back with a couple of magazines called I think Today's Woman. These were full of articles on fashion and travel but had a 6 page centre section with naked guys -- my embarrassment went into overdrive at the sight of their cocks.
"I mean these are OK but they're all limp -- not very exciting. I mean all the ladies in your mags are, well, sort of ready aren't they? These lads don't exactly look like they're ready for anything apart from an early night. No they would be much more interesting if they looked a bit more -- well you know, ready!"
I was amazed to hear mum talking like this, and decided to bluff it out.
"Yea I can see they're all a bit tame -- you know you can get mags with lads who are a bit more "ready", but I don't think they're legal, so you have to know where to go -- actually there's someone at college who sometimes has some to sell -- I've seen a few but ..."
"Oh yea are you kidding me? I've not seen anything like that -- if it's true, just for a bit of fun why don't you get one so I can have a look -- and I can show it to my mates -- won't do any harm will it?"
With that mum took her mags back and I more or less collapsed in a heap.
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Well, it took me several days to get hold of the sort of hardcore mag I'd told mum about -- and it cost me about as much as I earnt in my part-time job in a week. The mag was just called Sexy as far as I recall, and it was quite thick with a mix of colour and black and white photos -- usually there were a series of several related pictures showing either a woman getting undressed and spreading her legs, or a couple (or threesome) preparing for sex and then doing it, though the guys would mostly cum on the woman's tits. There were therefore lots of hard cocks and a fair bit of actual fucking.
I brought it home one lunchtime not knowing if mum was going to be around -- I was sort of hoping she wouldn't be, but she got in shortly after me and after a spot of lunch I told her I'd got the magazine we'd talked about. It took a moment for this to register with her and I realised that she hadn't really expected me to get one, but I put it on the table and she began to leaf through it.
"Ohhhh goodness, Colin, I didn't think this sort of thing was allowed -- well it isn't really is it? Oh, look at that ..."
She was looking at a page where a young woman was sitting with legs open with a guy standing either side -- each had a large hard cock and she had one hand around each -- the caption was "Which one first?". Well, the next pictures showed her taking first one in her vagina and then the next, and at the end both were wanking and spurting over her tits.
