Maing Mum a Nympho

All Persons having sexual activity are over eighteen.

My obsession with my sexy, voluptuous, attractive, and busty mum began when I had just turned eighteen years old. That's when I viewed her as a sex object and not as my mum. Naughty thoughts of my mum fuelled my many masturbation sessions, doing naughty things. Erotic thoughts I knew I shouldn't be thinking, but could not stop.

That's when my infatuation with my mum began. An obsession that a month later, would lead me to think of a plan to see if mum was interested. At the point of no return, I had no choice but to try. I was prepared to suffer whatever consequences happened. I didn't want to go through my life regretting not at least attempting to make a pass at mum and wondering what would have happened.

The following is my story.

At eighteen, my lust for my mum became uncontrollable. Watching her hot body move around the house was driving me crazy.

She stands five foot eight, blond hair, full sensuous pouty lips, a great ass, killer legs and her body is a mouth-watering, 40E cup breasts, slim waist and hips you would die for.

It was June, right after school had stopped for the summer holidays, that I set my seduction plan in place. I believed that this was the best time, as I could be alone around my mum most of the day while my father was at work.

My father was one reason I tried this plan. Since receiving a big promotion at work two years ago, he has become a workaholic. He would leave at 7:00am and not return home until 7:00pm, sometimes later. He would even go into the office on Saturdays. Then on Sundays, he would go to the golf club and relax in the bar there. He was a member but didn't play.

This meant mum rarely went out, except for family functions, weddings or birthdays. I could see that this was affecting my mum. She had essentially given up on herself and accepted that this was the way things were going to be for the rest of her life. She still had her beautiful looks intact, but around the house, she never put on any makeup and was always dressed in dowdy clothes. I had asked her about this and her reply was she wasn't going anywhere, except to the supermarket, so why dress up?

My mum was your normal, average, everyday wife and mum, who was totally faithful to my father. Even when she went out to functions, she dressed conservatively, wearing dresses just at knee level, or slightly above, and would reveal none of her massive cleavage. She never wore tight form fitting dresses or outfits and her bathing suits were all one-piece. But even dressed this way, she still looked sexy and turned heads wherever she went.

I figured if I ever had a chance with her; the time was now. Despite knowing she was vulnerable, I still wanted to take the risk. To accomplish my goal, I was going to take advantage of any weakness she may have had. I had often hoped to come home early from school and catch her in bed with another man, but with mum that would never happen.

So, I came up with a plan that would either burst in my face or get mum thinking in a whole new way.

My plan involved the use of Literotica incest stories. I was eighteen and was an avid reader on Literotica. There was an enormous selection of stories from people involved in all kinds of incestuous affairs.

I found jd8406, his Incest stories were incredible. I down loaded several stories including, Consensual Incest with Mum, Do All Mums Love a Big Cock? Incredible 24 hours with Mum. I printed these stories out and clipped them together to make a booklet.

It was now time to make mum accidentally find them, then wait for her reaction or outburst.

When mum did my laundry, she would always put my underwear and socks away for me, in the dresser in my bedroom. So, what I did was place two of the booklets in the back of that drawer. I positioned them so I could easily see if someone had moved them or not. I slightly parted my boxers so that the booklet and its title would be visible when the drawer was opened. My plan was all set, now all I had to do was wait for laundry day.

That day happened the next day. Over breakfast, mum asked if I had any more dirty laundry apart from what was in the laundry basket? I told her there wasn't. After breakfast, I told mum I was going to the library and would be back for lunch about 12:30pm.

Arriving back home a little after 12:30pm; I was so nervous. I did not know what fate awaited me when I opened the door to walk inside the house.

I walked into the kitchen and said hello to mum. She answered me in a very low tone and didn't even look up at me when she spoke. This surprised me, as she was always friendly with me. Telling her I'd be right down for lunch after I put my books back in my room. First thing I did was to check the drawer. My mum had placed fresh underwear, and I noticed that someone had moved the two booklets in the middle. My mum had definitely found the books, but had she read them?

Over lunch, mum was silent, she said nothing about the booklets to me. For the rest of the afternoon, I was worried about what was going through mum's head. Then I panicked. I started thinking, maybe she was going to tell my father when he got home and make him speak to me about it?

My father got home that night, ate his dinner, and everything was normal as usual. Neither my mum nor father mentioned a single word about the booklets.

Could it be that my mum didn't tell my father? I was now mystified, what was my mum thinking?

The next day, my mum remained silent with me. I went out again, came back for lunch, and once again discovered that a new booklet I had left this morning had been moved. My mum was reading the booklets.

The next week saw a repetition of this scenario. Mum hadn't told my father; she didn't talk about or mention the books to me. She was still being quiet with me and was reading the books every time I went out.

Then mum came out of her shell with me. She began talking more to me and joking around as she usually did, but still no mention of the booklets. She had worn a little makeup and was doing her hair up again.

The next days held more surprises, as jeans, shorts and T-shirts replaced mum's dowdy house clothes. She also was putting her makeup on heavier.

Noticing this change, I realised the booklets were having a definite effect on her. Now every day I was leaving at least one booklet a day in the drawer. Making sure I gave her enough time to read the booklets. I also started spending a little more time at home with her during the day.

The next week, my mum's jeans, shorts and T-shirts became tight jeans, tight shorts and tight T-shirts. The T-shirts had to be at least a size smaller, as my mum's big juicy tits were sticking out of them. I had never seen my mum wear anything like that before. Also, she had put a much heavier coat of makeup on, including putting lip-gloss over her full sensuous lips. She was looking so sexy, but still no mention of the booklets to me.

But there was something I noticed that week. She was giving me good looks at her body, like walking in the living room or kitchen waggling her gorgeous butt, then walking out again.

The most significant thing that now happened was mum would always go upstairs at around 6:00pm, take off her makeup and put on her dowdy clothes before dad got home. Then, on the weekend when my father was home, she didn't put any makeup on and stayed in her unexciting clothes. I couldn't believe it; mum was dressing suggestively for me.

What I couldn't understand was that if my mum was interested, why hadn't she mentioned the books to me? Perhaps she was feeling embarrassed? Did she want me to make the first move on her?

The booklets contained hot incest stories. Deciding that the first opportunity I had, I was going to make my move on her. Monday to Friday were the only days I left the booklets as mum would struggle for time when dad was around. My problem was I didn't know what stories mum enjoyed the most. Friday's story was a very sexy story about the son eating his mum's pussy as he ass fucked her with a butt plug he'd got for her.

The opportunity happened on Monday morning. When I came down for breakfast on Monday morning, I found my mum dressed in a tight-knit blouse, tight shorts, and a pair of high heels. She had also applied full makeup. Her hair was up and she had on a real heavy coat of makeup. But what really caught my eye was her blouse, as my mum had no bra on for the first time, her hard nipples were sticking out of the material. As I sat down at the kitchen table, mum asked, "What would you like to eat for breakfast?"

I knew this was my opportunity, I smiled and replied, "Did you enjoy Friday's story? Please tell me, as it is important I know."

Mum actually blushed, but she looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Do you want mummy to be honest with you?"

"Mum, if you are honest with me, I will be honest with you. It is a win-win situation for both of us."

"Darling, I loved it. I read it three times, and I came three times. The highlight of my morning is reading the stories when you go out. Do you know where mummy can get a butt plug?"

"Yes mum, butt plugs are easy to get. You asked me what I'd like to eat for breakfast, I'd like to eat your pussy for breakfast. I want you to sit on a kitchen chair with your legs spread. I'll kneel in front of you with my tongue going deep inside your pussy. Would you like me to eat you out?"

With that I got up from the table, went over to mum, standing in front of her. I told her I knew she was reading the books and judging by the way she was dressed, that she was really enjoying them.

She smiled and said, "Barry, to be honest, I enjoy dressing for you. You have brought some excitement into my boring life."

I asked, "Mum, how did you like the booklets?"

She smiled, "Barry, they're some powerful stories in the booklets. They've really got me thinking about my fucked-up life."

This was the first-time mum had used the F word. I knew then this was moving in the right direction, "Mum, did they turn you on?"

She smiled again and said, "Darling, I have never been so aroused in my life. I needed to change my panties three times a day, as I am always so wet. I had never thought about those things, though I wondered about them. The more I read, the more I understood them. I have neglected myself sexually for so long, playing with myself and finding relief, something your dad hasn't done for years. It has been fun reading them.

I knew she was interested, I smiled and said, "Mum, would you like to have some fun like that with me?"

She just smiled.

"Mum, I've fantasized about you for a long time. You've got the hottest body I've ever seen in my life. I want to suck your big juicy tits and eat your pussy out. I want to go to bed with you. Mum, I want to fuck you. Come on Mum, let's fuck."

My mum, still with a smile on her face, said, "Oh my God, I love it when you're honest with me!"

"What about you, mum? Do you want to fuck me, too? Don't be afraid or embarrassed to admit it, I don't want you to say "No," I want you to say "Yes". I started this whole thing, it's my idea. I know the booklets would turn you on, because I can see the way you've been dressing for me lately. What about it, mum, do you want to fuck?"

My mum looked up at me and whispered, "I don't know if I can really go through with it, but I'd like to try. I'm very turned on by all of this."

With that, I embraced my mum and began kissing her softly on the lips, and she reciprocated. Pretty soon, and my mum and I were tongue kissing hotly.

As our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths, I reached around and began caressing my mum's ass. My mum moaning with pleasure. Within minutes, our bodies were grinding against one another so passionately. I reached up and under my mum's blouse, squeezing her tits hard. I tried to take her blouse off. Mum stopped me, "Darling, there's no rush, we should go into the living room."

We got on the couch. I pulled my mum's blouse up, over her head, and off. There before my eyes, for the first time, were my mum's luscious, naked E Cup tits; what a sight to see. They were outstanding.

I then began sucking, licking, biting, and squeezing my mum's tits, mum squealed in delight. Shortly after, as I continued playing with her tits, I unbuttoned my mum's shorts and reached my hand down inside and began fingering and rubbing mum's pussy. Her vulva was swollen and hairless. This surprised me as a couple of months ago I had found a long blond pubic hair on the bathroom seat. Mum was so aroused now as he pushed her pussy hard against the three fingers, I was finger fucking her with, bucking up and down wildly on the couch and squealing loudly with pleasure.

Until now, mum hadn't seen or felt the massive hard-on I had. Mum was naked. I still had a polo and my chinos on, "Mum, you have a gorgeous body, I love your big tits. I think I should call you Busty Babs now. Let me undress as I have an enormous erection, I want you to see."

"Darling, Busty Babs sounds naughty. please in bed call me mum or mummy as it arouses me so much. Honestly, mummy would never neglect you, but what you've been doing to me is just so good. Did you not feel me twitch, as I have cum twice since you started on me? Fuck Barry, that's a massive big fat cock you have got. I want him in my mouth now, but you keep working on mum's hungry cunt."

I couldn't believe mum the warmth of mum's mouth as she took my bulbous head into her mouth. She came off me for a minute and said, "Darling, before I started reading the Literotica stories, I did not know how to deep throat a cock. Literotica and Google are an education for me. That's it baby, work my clit and let me deep throat you."

I brought mum on to the carpet and positioned her so we could 69. Within a minute, mum was deep throating me, it was so good. I was sucking her clit as she was mouth fucking my mouth with her pussy. We continued this for several minutes as mum came twice again, "Barry, I need your cock inside me. I wanted to suck you off first as I've read that's what to do if I want you to last longer when you're in my pussy. Darling, your father hasn't fucked me for over seven months, you're going to stretch me. Please let me take you cowgirl?"

I told mum no problem. This was going so much better than I thought it would. Mum squatted over me, running my bulbous head just inside her thick cunt flaps up and down her perfectly formed sex slit. She centred my head in the middle of her sex slit and ever so gently pushed down. I felt the warmth of her pussy and the close connection of her cunt walls as I slid deeper inside her. Mum kept on pushing until the head of my cock hit her cervix she gasped and gripped my shaft with her strong cunt muscles, "Darling, you're hitting my cervix when you were finger fucking me your fingers went deeper than your dad's cock ever went inside me. Let me get a rhythm going, I feel stretched, but it feels so good."

I didn't tell mum that she was now taking my virginity and I was so happy that she was the one taking it. Literotica had given me the knowledge on how to give a mature forty-year-old pleasure. Her massive titties were now wobbling beautifully. Mum had changed her hip angle and was now taking me deeper. For the next twenty minutes, she pounded my cock relentlessly. As she gripped and released, the sensations she was giving me were unbelievably good.

I worried I would cum first, that would embarrass me a lot, "Mummy is giving me a great ride and she gave me a fantastic gobble to make me hard. Mum, I want to feel you cum with your cunt juice running down my shaft and onto my balls. Cum for me, mum, let's cum together. What a memory that would be for both of us. Cum, mum, let me feel it."

Ten seconds later we both climaxed simultaneously, mum had a body-shaking orgasm as she screamed out, "This is the best fuck of my life. I have never cum so hard."

It took mum a couple of minutes to compose herself. She leaned down, and we kissed so lovingly for several minutes, "Barry, so we both know what we are doing, I think we should have a chat?"

I thought maybe she's having a change of mind, perhaps she feels we have overdone it.

After we calmed down a bit, my mum said she wanted to talk to me. I started thinking to myself that she didn't want to do anymore and was having second thoughts. But it was nothing like that.

"Barry, I need what you have given me today. With your dad, I'm a neglected woman. I want you to be the only man sexually in my life now. I have had restrictions on my sex life all my life. As I have told you, I have never deep throated before. Never had anal. Know nothing about sex toys. Since I have control over the household finances, I can discreetly categorize anything we purchase on eBay or Amazon as household expenses. Everything we read on Literotica I want you and I to try these things here, I want to try everything. Will you do this with me?"

I had seduced my mum without uttering a word. I had let the booklets do the talking for me and let my mum make up her own mind. Luckily, she went for it and didn't go crazy with me, "Mum, I can't refuse you and I want it to experiment everything with you."

"Okay, let's go upstairs and go to your bedroom. Your dad is snoring a lot. I think now is the time for me to move into the bedroom with the connecting door to your bedroom?"

We immediately began tongue kissing and feeling each other so passionately. Standing there looking at mum's voluptuous body, with her big juicy tits sticking out in all their naked glory, was a sight I'd never forget. I was standing in front of mum, with a monster erection. I told mum how sexy her body was and she returned the compliment by telling me what a nice hard cock I had.

The next thing I knew, mum was on her knees in front of me sucking and licking my cock and balls. Watching my cock going in and out of mum's mouth was almost surrealistic. I almost couldn't believe that it was actually happening. As mum continued slurping on my cock in such an amazing way. I now knew that she was a talented gobbler. It didn't take long until she drained a hot load of my cum, which she made me spurt all over her big 40E cup tits. She then began massaging my cum all over her tits with her hands, then she erotically licked her hands clean. She then remarked how much she liked the taste of my cum, next time she was going to swallow my total load.

It was now mum's turn to be serviced. She got up off her knees; we laid down on the bed and I went to town on mum's body. I began sucking, licking and biting her tits and nipples, as mum moaned and groaned in delight. I then went down and spread her legs apart and began eating her pussy out and finger fucking her wet cunt. Mum was beside herself, bucking up and down on the bed wildly and shrieking loudly, until she exploded into a body-shaking orgasm, cumming so hard. Mum told me she had never cum like that in her life. I told her she better be prepared to cum like that more often, and she told me she could hardly wait.

I mounted her in the missionary position. I slid my hard cock into her dripping wet pussy and fucked my gorgeous, sexy mum. It was the most incredible feeling I ever had in my life, finally realising and living out my fantasy of fucking my mum.

As I pounded her pussy, mum was yelping and squealing loudly, and responded to my fuck, with movements of her own. She wrapped her legs around me, with her two feet pressed against the small of my back, and began meeting my thrusts with thrusts of her own. We continued our wild fuck as the sounds of our bodies slamming together and my balls slapping against her ass filled the air.

I looked at mum's face, etched in sheer ecstasy, and cried out to her, "Mum, we're fucking, we're fucking darling."