My Husband and I were in our teens when we got together, we're in our early 30β²s now so we're doing quite well! I lost my virginity to him and vice-versa but there was always a sexual attraction between my Mother and I. My Mother had me when she was 19 and was 37 when this first occurred.
When I'd started developing into a woman, I began to notice my Mother in a different light. Her body, her curves would arouse me. I would rub my clitoris on many an occasion with my Mother as the fantasy. However, I also realised that she noticed me in a different light too and this was confirmed when I was 18 and I "accidentally" dropped my towel when I came out of the bathroom. My breasts and my shaven vagina was on display for her, she couldn't take her eyes away and I didn't want her to, I wanted her to take me there and then. She didn't, however, which was unfortunate. Instead, she retreated to her bedroom and me to mine. I got dressed and walked out onto the landing. My Mother's bedroom door was open a little and I could clearly hear her masturbating.
I'd just started seeing someone at this point, he would become my husband a few years later. We went out for a few weeks before we had sex. Going at it like rabbits would not describe it! My husband is 6'2, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, works out so is very muscly and has a 9 inch penis. Yes, 9 inches! Can you see why I married him? Seriously though, inside this absolutely scrumptious exterior is a lovely man.
We weren't exactly quiet when having sex, so my Mum heard a lot. One evening, when my it was just my Mother and I, she mentioned that she could hear us, but she didn't mind and that I was lucky to be getting so much sex. My Dad left when I was very young and is pretty much a waste of space, so Mum had a couple of boyfriends after that but nothing serious. She has experienced a drought over the past decade or so. I told my Mother that he had a 9 inch penis and her mouth dropped, she couldn't believe it. She called me the luckiest girl in the world and she'd love to have someone that big inside her (we were never shy when I came to talking about sex).
"Why don't I ask him if he will?" I said to my Mother. She laughed but I said I was being serious.
"Well, if he wants to, I won't stop him." she said, but I could tell she thought that I would never happen.
The next evening, after my Husband and I had just finished having sex, I asked him if he liked my Mother. He seemed a little bit hesitant to answer, but I told him it was ok, he could answer, it wasn't a test or anything. He said he did and I asked him if he would have sex with her, if he had the chance. He said he would, without a doubt. He went home in the morning and I told my Mother the great news.