Mum Thought I Reminded Her of Dad Ch. 1
My name is John; I am 20 years old and share a flat with my girlfriend Jenny who is 24. I work as a freelance photographer, mainly weddings/ birthdays etc. but occasionally I get offered some glamour work, this is how I met Jenny - she asked me to make up a portfolio that she could submit to agencies. She now works in an office but still does photographic work if she can get it; I have had photos of her published in several men's magazines. Before meeting me Jenny was married to a guy who was into swinging and wife swapping, Jenny introduced me into the swinging scene about 6 months ago, we have a fairly open relationship and our sex life is great. We are currently involved with a group of 5 local couples and 3 or 4 singles and hold regular get-togethers as often as possible. Basically my hobbies and interests are Sex, Sex, Sex and photography, as I work mainly from home I have converted the spare bedroom into a darkroom and editing room. If I get the chance I try to take pics of our friends and us, I have quite a collection.
My mum's name is Susan, aged 39 and she has been widowed for the last 5 years, she has been seeing a guy called Tony for the last 6 months. My mum is still very attractive, slim, about 5ft 6 and 130 lbs. and over the last couple of years I have to admit she has been the cause of many of my fantasies. She has short black hair, a very pretty face, long legs and a pair of tits that I would love to get my hands on, I would think they would be a size 36C. When I lived at home mum would sometimes sunbathe nude, our garden was not overlooked and I used to play with my prick and fantasise as I watched her from my bedroom window, sometimes I would go out into the garden and we would talk to each other while she sunbathed and she never made an attempt to cover herself.
used to wonder if she knew I was looking at her from my bedroom for sometimes she would sit up and look in my direction spending a long time rubbing lotion into her tits and body, as I got older she would sometimes walk from the bathroom to her bedroom naked or after a shower wear a loose fitting robe that would open slightly allowing me a sight of her tits. Being an only child my mum and I were always very close to each other; I could talk to her about anything and had on occasions discussed sex and different girlfriends with her, in a way as I grew up we were more like brother and older sister.
Jenny and I are not the tidiest of people, mum kindly offered to come around occasionally to help us keep the flat tidy and this Saturday is our turn to have our friends around. Mum turned up about 10am, I made her a coffee we had a chat and I told her I would be back around 4 o'clock.
I returned home earlier than I thought, just after lunch and was surprised to hear voices and noises coming from my spare bedroom, I quietly approached the door, which wasn't quite closed, and stopped, the voices were Jenny's and mine. I then realised that my mum was watching a video I had taken of us a couple of weeks earlier, I had forgotten to take it out of the machine, it was not a family type video it was of me and Jenny having sex with one of the couples we knew. Looking through the crack of the door I could see my mum sat on the chair, her dress was up around her waist and the top was unbuttoned, she was playing with her tits with one hand and fingering her cunt with the other. I watched her for a couple of minutes with my prick getting harder and harder, I quietly unzipped my trousers and started to slowly wank my prick, which was near to coming. The tape was nearing the end so I quietly zipped up and made my way out, walked around for a while then returned home, this time I made sure to make some noise and call out as I entered to let her know I was home.
When I entered the bedroom mum was back at her dusting and polishing, she looked a little flushed but acted as if nothing had happened. I said that I could do with a drink and asked if she wanted one, "a glass of wine would be nice, thanks John" she replied. We sat down and talked a bit about nothing in particular, she then started to ask about Jenny, if everything was ok between us and then took me by surprise when she asked if our sex life was good, I said it was great and that we were both very happy. I then asked her about Tony, how were things going with them; do they have any plans for the future? as I have said we were always open with each other, she said that Tony was a nice guy. I was a bit shocked when she then told me that before she met Tony she had not had sex with a man since dad died and she said that Tony had been wanting to have sex with her for a while now but for some reason when it seemed like it would happen she backed away at the last moment, she said she was worried that he might grow tired of her and find someone else.
She said that the other night he had asked if he could take some sexy photos of her but she had changed the subject and laughed it off, she said his birthday was soon and that she would like to surprise him with some pictures of her, to "show him how much she cared for him" but was too nervous and shy to go to a photographer. " John, How would you feel about taking some photos of me? I would feel relaxed and comfortable if it was you, after all, you are my son, it wouldn't be like you haven't seen me nude before would it? I tried not to show my eagerness, "sure mum if that is what you want, what sort of photos have you in mind?" "Well, I have seen some of the photos you have in your darkroom, something sexy but not too explicit" she said.
I asked her again if she was quite sure and she said she had been thinking about it all afternoon and it was really what she wanted. I said I didn't have very much work on tomorrow and if she wanted to come around mid-morning. As she was leaving she turned and gave me a motherly kiss on the cheek, " thanks John" she said " I'm glad you understand, just one more thing, how do you feel about dropping the mum bit, I would feel a lot more comfortable if you called me Sue in future, "sure mu I mean Sue if that's what you want it's fine by me. That evening I did not tell Jenny about my talk with mum, I wanted to wait and see what happened the next day, maybe mum would change her mind and not turn up. Later, that evening when I fucked Jenny she commented on how hard my prick felt, if only she knew that while I was fucking her I was fantasising that I was fucking my mum.
Next morning as soon as Jenny left I started to get things set up, I thought the lounge would be the most suitable place, I arranged the furniture, set the camera on the tripod, arranged the lighting, put a couple bottles of wine in the chiller and waited. About 11 o'clock the doorbell went, I opened the door - it was mum.