All story characters engaged in sexual activities are eighteen years of age or older.
Foreword.
This is my side of the story between mum and I, I am now twenty-five and mum is forty-three, mum had me when she was eighteen. I have seen pictures of mum when she was younger and I fell in love with her massive meaty breasts when I saw a photo of her in a one-piece bathing costume. Mum was widowed three years ago when my father was diagnosed with a very aggressive cancer, he passed away six weeks after they diagnosed him; I was still living at home until I graduated with a degree in computer programming. Eighteen months previously I had a computer game published, it was an amazing success, and I made millions from it and the subsequent nine programmes I've had published.
By chance I found an interesting penthouse with incredible sea views, I felt so comfortable in this property as it would make an ideal working environment for me.
It was a thirty-minute drive from our house; I had seen the property, but wanted mum to see it too. Mum is a very keen gardener, she loves pottering about in the garden. When I told her about the Penthouse, I sensed she wasn't happy with me leaving home but understood that I'd be leaving her one day.
As we drove down to the Penthouse, I had a surprise up my sleeve, across the road from the Penthouse was a gorgeous bungalow with a beautiful garden. Mum loved the Penthouse, from the balcony the bungalow and the garden were clearly visible, as we left the Penthouse, I drove across the road and opened the gates on the bungalow's driveway, mum said, "Barry, what are we doing here this is a gorgeous property?"
I said, "Mum, there's not a lot of good memories in our house, I will buy the Penthouse but I don't want you to be a thirty-minute drive away from me, so if you like this house, then I'll buy it for you too, I know that you'll love the house and adore the garden and there's also a winter garden at the rear of the bungalow."
Mum loved the bungalow and the garden, when we were standing on the terrace beside the winter garden, I told her I'd buy it for her, there were tears in mum's eyes when she hugged me, it was a real hug. I thoroughly enjoyed feeling the weight of her massive milkers on my chest, mum was pulling me close to her and just before our lips met mum said, "Barry, I wasn't happy when we drove down here, I felt I was going to lose you but I love your Penthouse and this bungalow, I also love you with all my heart."
Our lips met, and we kissed so spontaneously, her colossal tits pressed hard against me. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and felt her tongue pressing back against mine, the kiss lasted a couple of minutes and when we broke off I said, "I love you too mum with all my heart."
That kiss stayed with me throughout the next three years, I moved into the Penthouse and mum moved into the bungalow. Mum would cook for me at least once a week, she was loving her garden but the lawn was pretty big, so I bought her a Husqvarna Robot mower which was an amazing machine, when programmed the mower would come out of its garage and working on GPS would cut the programmed lawn area. Mum loved the machine and I was sure I could easily have had another kiss but I was scared, as I wasn't sure if this was what mum wanted.
Mum had taken out a membership at a local hotel with a Spa and she swam every day, she also had a yoga class twice a week, along with her garden, that was mum's life and I soon realised I was seeing mum as I'd never seen her before. She was so reserved; she was shy and so prim and proper that I wondered if I could ever get to know her inner thoughts. Mum was always casually dressed in baggy clothes as though she was trying to keep her voluptuous body hidden, she always made sure her body was covered.
No matter how conservatively she dressed, she couldn't hide the size of those beautiful, massive breasts. I remember the first time I went into mum's bedroom; I nervously went to her cupboard and found the one containing her bras. I picked one out and ran my fingers over the sensuous garment, my fingers loving the feel of the cool silky fabric as I stroked my rock-hard cock with my other hand. I found a tag on the strap and turned it upwards, 34FF, I now knew her cup size and I climaxed quickly but what amazed me after I came, I was still hard.
Mum didn't do things that women her age did, going out for lunch with their girlfriends, go shopping, and stuff like that. Mum would buy boring clothes that did nothing for her. I believe that was what my father wanted her to wear, and he dictated what she wore, mum and I had never spoken about this. We never went out for meals when father was alive. I realised she had me when she was just a teenager and now at forty-three, she's a beautiful woman and deserves to dress like it. In the hopes of mum gaining some more pride and self-confidence in herself, I encouraged her to use the Spa and could see that she was getting more toned as the months went past. I was hoping being more active and taking more pride in her gorgeous body would give her the self-confidence that she clearly lacked.
Present Day.
I had a couple of fuck buddies, a widow living below me in the apartment, she wanted stress free sex and that suited me. There was also a married woman with an older husband who had dementia, she was looking for the same thing as the widow and between the two of them, there was always one of them available when I needed relief. Mum didn't know this was going on.
In the middle of June, mum and I got an invitation to the wedding of Jill's daughter, a woman Mum had grown up with and had remained friends, they would always call each other on their birthdays. Jill and her daughter Lucy were also big busted. I had dated Lucy for a couple of months she was a great ride but she wasn't the girl for me and I always had the feeling that if I'd paid a bit of attention to Jill, she could have been available too, Jill was also a widow and had her own accountancy business.
Just after eleven on a gorgeous summer morning, I tried to phone mum but I couldn't get through, so I walked over to the bungalow. I had a zapper for the gates and let myself in; the bungalow was L shaped at the rear, there was a terrace beside the winter garden which was a sun trap and totally secluded. I couldn't believe my eyes, mum was lying on a lounger completely naked with her legs spread and her right hand working her gorgeous hairless cunt, she then shook as she had her orgasm, I had crouched down so it was impossible for mum to see me.
Her naked body was unbelievable, her massive tits looked enormous and a perfect hour-glass figure, mum was a voluptuous, beautiful woman. I watched in amazement as mum brought her fingers to her mouth and licked her dripping fingers clean, my cock stiffened immediately. Mum had closed her legs, and I crept back around the corner and shouted out, "Mum, where are you?"
"Hi Barry, I'm on the terrace sunbathing."
"You've got a great day for it, can I come to the terrace?"
"Barry, I'm sunbathing nude."
"I promise I won't look. I just want to talk to you about the wedding?"
Mum laughed and said, "I'm sure you've seen a lot of naked women's bodies, for my age I don't think my body is all that good, your poor mum is getting older. When you come round can you go into the kitchen and get me a glass of white Burgundy and one for yourself."
I couldn't believe Mum was allowing me to see her naked, I had to walk past her lounger to get to the kitchen, as I walked past her, I said, "Mum, you have a gorgeous body, it's stunning."
Mum smiled and said, "Thank you, but you told me you wouldn't look."
I got the wine and went back onto the terrace, mum had put another lounger beside hers and adjusted both into sitting positions, I gave mum her glass and we clinked our glasses. I said, "Mum, I could look at your naked body all day long, it's so beautiful. I came over to talk about Lucy's wedding, I would like to get you some new clothes to wear as I don't believe you have anything nice to wear, are you ok if I do this for you?"
"Barry, I was thinking the same thing, I know Jill will be dressed immaculately, what would you buy me?"
I smiled and said, "Mum, do you trust me?"
"Barry, of course, I wouldn't be sitting naked beside you now if I didn't trust you."
"Thank you mum, that means a lot to me, I know what's fashionable at the moment, I'm going to go to Silks boutique and buy you some clothes and then we can take it from there, the one thing I need to know is what's your bust size then I can get you things that fit in that department?"
Mum's eyes lit up when I said Silks boutique, she said, "Silks is very expensive, I'm a 34 FF Cup and I haven't bought lingerie for years, your father chose my lingerie and it did nothing to compliment my figure, when will you buy these things and I can buy the lingerie?"
I wanted to choose everything as I wanted mum to look so sexy in her lingerie, I said, "Mum, Silks is the best and they only have the highest quality and I only want the best for you, once we get over the first hurdle then we'll know what suits and fits you, you've got to remember that there are Basques, Bodysuits and Teddy's that you know nothing about, mum please trust me as I want the best for you and I'm sure you'll find that I'll buy more exciting lingerie than dad bought for you, I'll phone you when I leave Silks, I'd imagine an hour. I'll tell them I'm buying it for my girlfriend, if we both went there together, they'd know that I was buying lingerie for my mother."
Mum was excited and said, "An hour, that's super. I'll have a shower so I'm fresh and be able to try it on to make sure it fits."