Mother walked around the room showing me every item she put on, well almos every, the first 
items she showed me was when she had put on her bra and panties.
"They aren't to strict are they?" she asked a little bit worried.
"N-no, mom. They l-look nice," I stammered.
I was a little embarrassed and very hard. This was the first time my mother had ever flaunted 
her body to me. I agree that it wasn't much she showed me, but I was only fifteen and this was 
the first I saw of a woman almost nude.
Next she came back with a pair of pantyhose and a pair of sheer stockings in her hands.
"What do you think? Pantyhose or stockings?"
"S-stockings," I almost panted.
She gave me a smile.
"Yes. I think you're right. Wait..."
Again she disappeared, returned a few moments later.
"Like it?" she asked.
"Ooh yes," I breathed.
"Good. If I can impress my own son than it wouldn't be to difficult to impress someone else, 
would it?" she asked with a little laugh.
I didn't answer. I was to preoccupied studying what I could see of her bare flesh, and what 
was hidden behind the semi-see-through panties. The dark shadow of her pubis. My mother's 
cunt! Oh god! Sick! Sick! Sick! But oh so hot!
Mother had made plans with some of the girls at her work to join them for a night on the town 
and she was so elated by the idea. She had asked me if I would mind her going out and I had 
told her not to worry about me since she hadn't dated any man since my father left three years 
ago. Besides I had made plans of my own. I had saved up some money and was trying to get into 
an adult movie and since Mom had told me that she would be late I had decided to make it as 
late as possible. I figured that it was less likely that they would ask for any ID the later 
it was. What kid was allowed to be out for a movie after eleven o'clock?
Finally Mom was ready and was gone.
I had managed to get a six-pack of beer from a friend who had a friend who... and now I got 
the first one opened and gulped down half of it. I half-lay on my bed, drinking beer and 
working on getting my hard-on to subside after Mom's show earlier. I wanted to save it for 
later. After the movie. The movie! I looked a the clock and realized that I had taken my time 
drinking my beers. It was after eleven! I swore and hurriedly got ready and off I went.
Of course the movie was closed when I got there. I stood there for a while wandering what I 
would do next.
The beer had made me thirsty so I looked around and saw that there was a bar just down the 
street. I decided that I would try my luck and get another beer.
I was lucky, the bar was crowded and the bartender hardly noticed me as he handed me a beer. I 
took it and started to walk around, I didn't want to stay in front of the bartender to long, 
he may notice my young age.
I crossed the room to were the light seemed to be dimmed and saw that there were some booths 
there and I decided to have a seat. As I began to sit down I noticed a woman sitting there, 
slumped against the wall. Suddenly it hit me. It was Mom! She was totally out! Instead of 
sitting across from her I decided to sit beside her and check how drunk she was.
I sat and Mom didn't notice that she had company so I reached out and shook her lightly and 
she stirred.
"Oh. Hi," she slurred in a thick voice.
"Hi. How are you?"
"Oh. I'm fine. Say, do you by a drink?"
"Sure. What'll you have?"
"A Marguerita would be nice. I have to take it easy, my son's waiting for me..." her voice 
trailed off.
"Are you sure you want another drink? Shouldn't I take you home instead?"
"Oh, will you. How nice of you. I'm Margret."
She reached out her hand and shook mine. She didn't recognize me! How was that possible?
"Jeff," I mumbled.
"That's a nice name. My son's name is Jeff. He's so cute. And good to me," again her voice 
trailed off.
I shook Mom again, "Come on, let's go."
She stumbled to her feet and I had to lead her across the room or she would have staggered off 
in any direction her feet would have taken her and God knows where she would have ended up.
We made it to the street and I stopped the first taxi coming by and helped Mom into it. She 
slumped against the door but as soon as the car started to move she leaned over to me.
"Were do you take me?" she asked.
"Home, of course."
She murmured something and instead of leaning back she put one hand behind my neck and drew me 
to her and planted her lips on mine. Her tongue probed my mouth and soon it made contact with 
mine. I hesitated for a moment before I let my tongue imitate hers. I had never thought of 
kissing my mother. Fuck her? Yes. But kiss her? Never. It was nice and it made my cock twitch 
and my hand move by it's own will. Up to her breasts and take one of them in a soft hold. I 
could feel her nipple wake up and stiffen and she moaned a little moan into my mouth and her 
tongue got more eager in it's dance against mine.
I unbuttoned a couple of buttons and my hand slipped inside her blouse and made contact with 
the soft material of her bra. I could feel the lace against the tips of my fingers and under 
it something bumpy and warm. Her erect nipple!
How nice it was sitting in the darkness of a taxi fondling your own mother! It ended soon 
though. We didn't live that far from the bar and I paid the driver and helped mom out.
On the street were we live they have decided to cut down on the electricity bill so only every 
other street-lamp was lit so it was a heavy dusk in front of our house but Mom recognized it 
anyway.
"Oh you took me 'home'," she said a little surprised.
"Yes. Were else would I take you?" I asked, still not quite sure if she just acted as if she 
didn't recognize me.
"Oh, somewhere..."
She fumbled in her purse for the key and when she found it handed it to me. I unlocked the 
door, closed it behind us and led her into the living-room.
"Do you want something to drink?" Mom asked.
"Sure. You?"
"Yes, I think I'll have a glass of wine. You help yourself to whatever there is. I think 
there's some beer in the fridge."
I got Mom a glass of wine and myself a beer and when she patted the couch beside her I sat 
there. I hardly had time to plant my ass beside her before she again started to kiss me. This 
time I knew that there wasn't going to be any interruptions so I put my hand right were I had 
had it just a few minutes before. On her bra-clad breast. It seemed as if her nipple never had 
softened because it was stiff as soon as my hand made contact with it.
With my other hand I unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her blouse and reached behind her 
and managed to open the clasp and her breasts were free. Whatever happened next I would always 
have the memory of holding her little breast in my hand and feeling the hard nipple against 
the palm of my eager hand.
Suddenly Mom tore her lips from mine. I was afraid that she would stop it there but she didn't 
make any motion to pull my hand away from her breast. She just reached for her wine and took a 
sip and after that she put her head on my shoulder and sighed as my hands massaged her 
breasts.
Now I wanted more! I wanted to see her naked! Slowly I managed to get the blouse off her and 
the bra just slipped down her arms and she flung it aside herself.
I bent down and sucked one of her stiff nipples into my mouth. Let my tongue whip it in rapid 
lashes and she moaned a little again. I could taste the taste of her soap, her perfume and her 
skin. It tasted... I don't now. I know it didn't taste Mother - it tasted woman! And it was a 
taste you could grow addicted to!
I place my hand on Mom's knee and she didn't do anything to stop me so I let it slide further 
up over the silky material of her panty-hose.
Panty-hose? They didn't stop mid-thigh, did they? Curious I felt around for more nylon but all 
I could feel was Mom's soft skin. Then I remembered. I had voted for stockings when Mom asked 
me, little did I know that it would be I who would reaped from that advice.
I just had to feel that transition from silky material to silky skin again! What a hot 
feeling! It was a feeling of - surprise? The abrupt change of softness. Letting you expect, 
desire, more of the skin. And it was there! Lots more of it! I knew Mom had long legs but that 
they were that long I didn't know! My hand seemed to travel the soft curve of her thigh 
forever before it reached - warmness, dampness, secretness. All that was between my hand and 
the goal of my desire now was a pair of panties of the same thin lacy material as her bra.
Suddenly it hit me. I had my hand cupped over my mother's cunt! And she didn't object to it. 
Her breathing was deep and the air she breathed out was hot against my neck.
I let my hand travel up to the end of her panties till I could feel her smooth skin and the 
waistband and I coaxed my hand down, between the panties and her skin and still no objections 
from Mom. Soon I could feel her harsh pussy-hair against the tip of my fingers.
I turned my head down so I could see what I was doing but the skirt obstructed the view and I 
had to let my fingers do all the 'looking' for me.
When I had my hand wrist-deep inside Mom's panties it reached the end of the fur and something 
else occurred. A lump and as I touched it I heard Mom groan a little again and her lips 
nibbled the skin on my neck that sent shivers up and down my spine and when I let one finger 
slowly feel around the lump her nibbles got more intense. I understood that it made her feel 
good but I was curious about her cunt and wanted to feel more of it.
I cupped the whole hand around her pussy and I could feel that it was sort of damp and warm 
and something very, very smooth pushing against the middle of the palm of my hand.
Curiously I fingered it and could feel that it was some flap of skin. I've heard of 'lips' so 
I assumed that it was them that I could feel, but there was supposed to be two of them? Where 
was the other?
Eagerly I started to feel for it. I must have done something right because I could feel Mom 
lock her lips against my neck and suck on it. She kissed it, she nibbled on it and she sighed 
and moaned as my fingers searched her crotch for the missing pussy-lip.
I don't know how it happened but suddenly my finger slipped past something and was met by 
wetness. Warm, slippery wetness that made my finger slide inside it without any intention from 
my side.
Mom's hips bounced up as my finger sank down and when I withdrew the finger her hips followed 
it, unwilling to let it escape and I changed the direction and started to push against her 
upward move and the finger sank in to the ridge of my hand. It was totally buried in her!
This made my Mother grab my head and turn it towards her and her lips sought mine and again 
our tongues started to play with each other.
This time the kiss tasted and felt different. Her lips were softer, her tongue thicker and her 
breath smelled a bit of bitter-almond. It was a strange exiting smell. One that I had never 
smelt before.
During our kiss Mom started to slide down on the couch and drew me with her till I lay fully 
upon her.
She let go of her grip around my neck and reached under her dress and pushed her panties down 
to mid-thigh. She wanted me to take her panties off her!
I tried to do it with just one hand, the other was locked behind Mom and managed to get one 
side down to her knee but that was all. There wasn't room enough to get them further down. I 
had to risk making her aware of what she was allowing me to do and sit up while I took them 
off her.
She didn't say or do anything as I sat up and drew her panties down but she helped by lifting 
her legs, one at the time to help me and I got a full unobstructed view of her pussy as she 
did this.
The furry hill that sloped down between her thighs and as her legs were spread I could clearly 
see that the forest of her pubes stopped, leaving a centimeter of bare skin before the 
wrinkled ridge of her pussy-lips rose up, protruding well above the thick hair and a drop 
glistened on it.
I could have sat there just looking at this mouthwatering piece of womanhood but Mom had other 
ideas.
She reached up and drew my down on top of her again. Her hand busied itself between our bodies 
and I could feel how she fumbled with my pants and how she managed to get them down over my 
hips. When my cock sprang free and rested against her stomach she sort of screwed, lifted and 
bent her hips so it slipped down between her thighs and at once her hand was there, taking my 
cock in a smooth grip and pushing it up along her pussy and when it reached the point were she 
wanted it she lifted her hips and I sank down into the warm wet pussy of my mother's!
"Aargh!" she shrieked as my cock made its way into her. "Oooh," she sighed as it was half 
buried in her. "Condom?" she asked when it was buried in her to the hilt. "Yes," she whispered 
as I instinctively started to move out and in in her.
Mom's hands rested on my ass and once in a while she pushed it so I sank into her in a 
different angle and she sighed a content sigh as my cock rubbed and slid along the soft walls 
of her pussy.
I knew that I was about to spurt my first load of cum into my mother's cunt at any moment and 
how much I fought it it was inevitable to happen soon, very soon.
When Mom felt how my cock expanded a little, getting ready to shoot, her hips undulated 
against me with more eagerness, more wantonness and when the first spasm rippled though my 
cock her pussy tightened around it and she bit me in the shoulder to muffle the scream that 
made its way in her throat.
On my second spurt her pussy loosened but clamped down around my shaft again and rippled along 
it and I growled a deep growl as I felt it. It was a delight more intense then any pleasure 
I've ever known.
I spurted at least ten times in my mother's swallowing pussy and at last fell down on her. 
Totally spent. 
Mom's legs fell down but her arms were still around my waist and her mouth rested in the nook 
between my neck and my shoulder and her breathing was hot and fast.
Once in a while her pussy spasmed and my cock twitched in return.
After a while I could feel how my hardness started to soften and soon it shrunk down to its 
slack state and started to slide out of Mom. Slowly at first but suddenly it just popped out 
and Mom whimpered as it did.
"Do you stay the night?" she whispered after a while.
"What do you think?" I asked a little surprised that she would ask such a question, after all, 
I lived here to.
"Good," she sighed. "Shall we go to bed then?"
She took my hand and led the way to her bedroom. She didn't bother to turn on any light and I 
heard the rustling of clothes and the typical sigh from a bed that is being sat on.
"Coming?" she asked.
"Mmm."
I threw off my clothes and climbed in beside my mother, naked, and was met by a equally naked 
woman who crept into my arms and lifted her lips to mine and asked, silently for a kiss. I 
gave it to her without any coaxing.
"Oh," Mom breathed as she could feel how my cock hardened when I felt the naked body of hers 
make contact with mine. The soft breasts pressed against mine, her pussy against my hardening 
cock and her hot breath in my nostrils. And something else. The combined smell of pussy-juices 
and sperm.
Mom flung one leg over my hips and without any help from either of us my cock just slunk 
inside her hot, wet, sloppy cunt and she pressed against me and took it all in one movement by 
her hips.
"Just cum in me when it's time," she whispered. "It's to late now anywa-a-a-yyyy..."
Her wailing stopped as I started to fuck her in long, slow motions and her hips would rise and 
fall in rhythm with my movements.
I raised myself on straight arms and looked down at her, the light coming in from the hall was 
enough to make out her face and I could see that she had her eyes closed and her teeth chewed 
on her lips. Once in a while her tongue snaked out and wetted her lips and occasionally a moan 
escaped her.
Suddenly she rolled me over and started to fuck me with even more eagerness than before and 
all I could do was lay there enjoying her work. All that moved on her was her hips and the 
muscles in her pussy who were milking my cock as she sank down on the deepest and when she 
lifted high enough for only the head of my cock was inside her I could feel how powerful her 
pussy-muscles were.
"Yes," she screamed as she felt how my cock started to pump its spermload into her. "Yes. Yes! 
Yes! Give it to me! Give it to me! Give me all! Yyyyeeessssss."
Mom slumped down on me and I think she fell asleep as soon as her head hit my shoulder and I 
just lay there, feeling the weight of her sleeping body with my cock still in her.
In the morning there was a lot of crying and many tears were shed from Mom before she came to 
terms with what we had done but now she has accepted the situation. More than accepted, she 
loves it and now three years later the slurping sounds her pussy makes when we fuck are the 
sweetest music I've ever heard and to this day it is my favorite sound, though regretfully I'm 
not able to get it off twice in such a short while anymore, due to at least one fuck in the 
morning and one in the evening. I'm able to fuck for a much, much longer time now though, to 
Mom's, and my, delight.
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