MOM AND I ARE REALLY CLOSE

My mom and I are very, very close. Even now at 40 years old (mom is 56) we're very close. Here's the story of how we got so close.

My mom and dad married when she was 16 and he was 31. Not so uncommon in the rural area where they lived. Within a year (mom was still 16) my twin sister and I were born.

My mom tells me that from the beginning my sister was bigger than me. As a very young boy I was rather sickly and puny, so much so that when it came time to start school my sister went right in and I was held back. So I grew up in this odd situation where my twin sister was a year ahead of me in school.

When we were growing up we lived in an old house that only had a window unit air conditioner in our parents' room. Most of the time, in the hot weather, my sister and I would sweat it out in our own bedrooms. Fortunately my dad travelled quite a bit with his job and when he was gone mom would let us sleep in her room, with my sis sharing her bed and me on the floor.

Just after our 18th birthday sis graduated from high school and left for college that June. By then I had gotten over my sickliness and had grown quite a bit. I was 6'1", about 190 lbs. and quite the football player. I guess being almost a year older than everyone else had its advantages.

So about a week after we all drove to Austin to drop my sis off at school, my dad took off on one of his work trips. He was gonna be gone for a week. That evening, mom mentioned that I could sleep in her room since it was so hot out. So at bedtime I go into mom's room, just wearing an old pair of gym shorts, and start spreading the blankets on the floor. Mom was in the rest room getting ready for bed, but sticks her head out, sees me and tells me I don't need to do that, I can sleep in the bed with her since my sis is gone. Thinking the bed will be much more comfortable than the floor I was happy with the new sleeping arrangements. So I jumped into bed to wait for mom.

A few minutes later mom walks out of the rest room and my jaw fell open. Mom was wearing a very short, very sheer, low cut nightgown that I had never seen. Her very large breasts (34D I later found out) were swinging freely in her gown as she walked. Her big nipples were clearly visible through the sheer material. Mom walked over to adjust the window blinds and as she reached up her gown lifted and I thought I could see the tip of her ass cheeks. By the time she reached the bed I had the biggest hard on of my life. She got into bed and laid there talking to me for a while. She then told me she was going to sleep, and leaned over to give me a good night kiss. As she did that her breasts almost fell out of her nightgown and I'm sure my eyes almost popped out of my head. She kissed me goodnight, turned to face away from me, turned out the lamp, and went to sleep.

I didn't think I'd ever fall asleep, laying there so horny. I thought about getting up and sneaking into the restroom to jack off but decided against it and finally fell asleep. Sometime during the night, I must have rolled towards my mom, and hugged her from behind. I woke up with my arm over her, with her arm on top of mine, and realized that my hand was on her breast. I tried to pull my hand away but couldn't because her arm was on top of mine. I didn't want to wake her, but thought that I was gonna be in big trouble when she woke up and found me touching her like that. However my hormone driven teenage brain thought what the hell if I'm gonna be in trouble, I might as well enjoy it so I started moving my hand slowly over her breast squeezing gently. It took a few seconds but then I realized that I wasn't feeling any cloth over her tit. Holy shit, her nightgown must have slid over (it was very low cut) and her breast was uncovered and I was feeling it. This was the first time I had ever felt a breast, other than a few times on dates when girls had let me touch them outside their blouses. (I think my early health problems, and delayed growth had made me very shy and awkward with the girls).

So here I am in bed with my mom, squeezing and feeling her breast, feeling her big nipple get hard, and her beautiful ass leaning against my crotch and my big hard on. I was in heaven, even if I knew the shit would hit the fan when mom woke up. Fortunately for me mom started to stir and moved her arm so I was able to get my arm and hand away from her chest and I moved away a bit from her. All of a sudden mom woke up, rolled on her back and looked at me to see if I was awake. She saw me and said good morning and asked how I had slept. The first thing I noticed as she lay on her back was that both of her tits were sticking out of her nightgown and both nipples were as hard as diamonds. I tried to carry on a conversation with her but it was hard. She figured I was just still half asleep and told me she was gonna get up and start breakfast, and I could sleep a little longer. I just nodded. Then she turned toward me to give me a good morning kiss and when she did her leg hit my crotch (and my big hardon). I'm not sure if I gasped, but mom got a strange look on her face and asked what shorts I was wearing. I told her it was my old gym shorts. She then reached out to my waist and tugged on the waistband of the shorts and asked how I could even sleep in these shorts since they were so small and tight on me.

I tried to tell her that they were OK, but she was tugging at the waist and told me I should take them off so I could sleep more comfortable. I tried to tell her it was OK, but she was insistent. I finally said OK and lifted my hips and she yanked down my shorts. As she did that the sheet and blankets flew off and with my shorts down my hard cock flopped out uncovered. Mom was looking down and I heard her say "Oh, you're not wearing underwear!" I started to apologize but she said no that's OK; the main thing is to be comfortable. I noticed that the whole time she was talking to me she was looking down at my cock. I also noticed that her nightgown had ridden up, and she wasn't wearing panties either. The sight of my mom's very hairy pussy (this was the 80s) made my cock jump and get even harder.

My mom asked if I was always like that. I asked what she meant, and she asked if it was always that big. Even though I was only 18, my cock was fully grown and just over 8". I told her it was only like that when I was excited. She asked if I meant like when I was looking at the magazines in my room. Busted, she had found my porn stash. I started to apologize for that but she said it was okay, and only natural to be curious about that stuff. She mentioned that the women were very pretty and could see how they would excite me. I told her she was prettier than all of those women and that's why I was so hard. She had a look on her face and then I looked down at her breasts and her uncovered pussy and she realized what she was showing me. She asked if that was really why I was so big and hard at that point. I said yes mom you're the prettiest woman I've ever seen.

She kept looking at my cock, and then told me that the only man's cock she had ever seen or touched was my dad's, and that I was much bigger than him. I said really, and she just nodded keeping her eyes on my hard on. Then she shocked me by asking if she could touch me. I asked what she had said. She told me again that she had only ever seen and touched my dad, and was curious now about mine since it was bigger. I assured her that if she wanted to touch me she was more than welcome to.

So here I am naked in bed with mom. Her tits and pussy are on display and she grabs my hard cock. I could have died right then and there a very happy young man.

Mom squeezed my cock and rubbed it a bit. Then she shocked me again by asking if I had ever had done to me what the women in my magazines did. I asked what she meant, and she asked if a girl had ever put me in her mouth. I assured her that I had never done anything like that and had no experience with the girls. She then told me that she had always wanted to do that (give a blow job) and that her girlfriends had all told her about it, but that my dad would not allow her to do that to him (a whole other story). She then asked if she could do that to me. After calming down so I wouldn't have a heart attack, I assured her again that if she wanted to she certainly could.

Mom wasted no time, and leaned over and took my cock in her mouth. Although she didn't really know what to do (hell neither did I) she started sucking and licking and within about 30 seconds I came a huge load in her mouth. She started to swallow and gagged a bit. When she looked up at me I could see her eyes tearing a bit and I thought I had done something wrong. I started to apologize for coming in her mouth but she assured me that it's what she wanted, and that she had enjoyed it.

Mom lay back on the bed next to me as I was trying to come down from the wonderful feeling of my first blow job. I started to thank her. She then mentioned that there was something else that she had always wanted, but that dad refused her. I asked what it was, and told her I would do anything for her. She said she had always wanted to have what I just had. I looked at her a little puzzled, and she said she always wanted dad to lick her but he never would. She asked if I would do that for her and I told her I'd be thrilled to.

So mom sat up, took off her gown and lay on her back with her legs spread. I moved between her legs and looked into the nicest hairiest pussy I had ever imagined. I had no idea what to do, but just started licking. I noticed as I licked her lips, that she was getting wetter. I flicked my tongue and over what I now know is her clit and she almost jumped out of the bed. I apologized and she said no, that it felt wonderful when I licked there. So I started licking and sucking on her clit. She had her hands in my hair and was pulling me into her pussy and I licked as much as I could. I felt her tense up and release and didn't realize she was cumming. She held my head there and I kept on and I think she came twice more. Finally she pushed me away. I thought I had done it wrong as I lay next to her but she assured me it was wonderful. She turned to me, hugged me and I felt those wonderful tits in my chest as she kissed me. I could still taste my cum in her mouth and I know she could taste her juices on my face.

We talked a bit and she made me promise never to tell anyone about what we had done. I assured her I wouldn't.

She then got up to go make breakfast and I saw my beautiful naked mom walk from the room. I figured this was a one-time thing, never to happen again, and I was fine with that.

I didn't know how wrong I was.So my beautiful 34 year old mom had just given me (18 years old at the time) my first blow job, which was also her first time to give one, had laid back and enjoyed her first time having her pussy eaten (which was my first time doing it). I watched her walk naked from the bedroom to go make breakfast and was in awe of how beautiful she was. At that time (22 years ago) she was 5'7", about 125 lbs, 34D, with large nipples and a beautiful ass. (Read my previous submission for the whole story).

So after dozing for a few minutes mom comes in and wakes me for breakfast. I woke up with another hardon which I noted she was discreetly checking out, but knew that I had no time that morning to do anything else about it. So I went about my morning routine for that summer which included breakfast, then riding my motor scooter to the football camp which I was attending every morning. The big difference this morning was that as I sat thru breakfast my mom was sitting across the table in her low cut nightgown and we were looking at each other with a newfound kind of love (lust?).

So 4 hours later I find myself back at home after my camp, walking into find a delicious lunch (as usual) being served by my beautiful mom in a very short low cut sundress and very obviously nothing underneath (very unusual but who was I to complain). Mom sat thru lunch with me and hurried me off to take a shower so that we (she did say we) could take our afternoon nap. A nap was typical for me after the grueling camp I went thru every day, but mom had never joined me.

As I walked down the hallway to the bathroom, my mom called out for me to give her my dirty clothes so she could wash them. I told her I'd leave them in the bathroom for her, but she insisted that I just take them off there in the hallway and give them to her. A little embarrassed (not sure why considering all that had already happened that morning) I stripped in front of my mom and handed her my dirty clothes. As I handed them to her I could feel my cock starting to rise a bit and noticed her glancing down at it. In the shower I was very tempted to stroke one off, but figured I would wait and do that in bed.

After my shower, as I dried off I realized I didn't have any shorts to wear out of the bathroom. I called out to my mom asking if she'd bring me a pair, and she just hollered back that they were all in the wash, and I didn't need shorts for my nap any way. So I just dried off, wrapped the towel around my waist and walked into her air conditioned bedroom, dropped the towel and got into bed.

A few minutes later, as I was just beginning to doze off, my mom walked into the room, and asked if I minded if she joined me for my nap. Of course I assured her she was more than welcomed. I watched in awe as she reached down for the bottom of her sundress, lifted it over her head and got into bed naked. I also noticed that sometime while I had been gone that morning mom had taken the time to trim her very bushy pussy.

Mom got into bed with me and started asking how camp had been and trying to carry on a normal conversation (as if that's possible for a teenage boy to do while lying naked in bed with his mom.) I was lying on my side facing her when all of a sudden she turned to face me, put her arms around me (oh those beautiful breasts naked against my chest) and told me how much she loved me. She asked me if I was ok with everything that had happened that morning. I assure d her I was and she looked at me and bashfully said there was something else she needed to ask me for. I assured her that I would do anything in the world for her.

She again told me that my dad was the only man she had ever been with, and I told her I knew that (or had always assumed that). And she repeated what she had told me earlier that I was much bigger than my dad. I just nodded. And she said, well you're so much bigger, and your dad doesn't really "take care of me" much anymore, and well she wondered if I'd be willing to let her feel me inside of her.

I know that I must be hearing or imagining things. Did my mom just tell me she wanted to fuck me? I again just nodded and assured my mom that I would do anything in the world for her. She got a big smile, reached down and grabbed my very hard cock and started rubbing it on her very wet pussy. I had to really concentrate to not cum before even getting inside of her. She moved her hips and slipped the head of my cock inside and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She looked at me kissed me, and said I should get on top of her.

She turned on her back and I got on top of her and thought I would just ram it home. I got the first inch or two in her and she gasped and asked me to go slow as she'd never had anything as big as me in her. She put her legs around me and guided me. After about five stokes I finally got all the way in, hitting bottom and having the most wonderful and intense feelings in my life. She held me tight and I guess knowing I wouldn't last long, told me to go for it. I stroked hard and fast and probably lasted 30 seconds before filling her with a big load of cum. I was in heaven and thought it could never get any better. I stayed inside her and could feel her muscles squeezing me till I got soft and slipped out of her.

I lay next to her thinking how I had the greatest, and sexiest, mom in the world.

I dozed off for a while and woke to my mom lying there staring at me. She noticed I had woke up and smiled at me. I smiled back and told her I loved her. She leaned in and kissed and I felt those wonderful tits on my arm.

I put my arm around her and we lay there for a few minutes enjoying the closeness. I guess she noticed I was getting hard and reached down and grabbed it. She made a little joke about being ready again. I smiled and kissed her. She said she loved me and commented how much she was enjoying me. We were facing each other and I know she could feel my hard cock. She said to me that this time she was gonna be on top and pushed me onto my back.

She climbed on top of me and rubbed her wet pussy all over my hard cock. Her big tits were swinging in my face and I leaned up and put my mouth on one and sucked on her big nipple. She moaned and reached down, grabbed my cock and lined it up with her opening. She lowered herself slowly down my cock taking me all in. She fucked me nice and slowly, taking her time and cumming on my cock. I lasted a little longer than the first time, and came so intensely I thought I would pass out. I have to say without a doubt that is absolutely the best sex I have ever had in my life.

My dad was gone for three days on that trip and I slept in my mom's bed every night. We made love every night and morning, and a few times in between. It was the start of a wonderful loving chapter in our relationship.

Whenever my dad would travel, which was pretty regular, I would sleep in my mom's bed and we would make love very often. When dad was in town my mom would tease me, and when we would get the opportunity would play around while dad was out. This went on for my entire senior year of high school. It made my decision to move away to go to college very hard.

My dad was out of town for most of the last two weeks before I moved away and my mom and I were both insatiable. We made love all over the hose, in the back yard and even in my car. Unfortunately dad came home the day before I was to leave, so mom and I couldn't sleep together that night. That evening though, I noticed that she made sure my dad had a few extra glasses of wine with dinner and got him to bed as quick as she could.

I had just fallen asleep when she came into my room. She looked so sexy when she climbed on top of me. I was hard in no time and she slipped me right in. We made love 3 times and she left my bed just as the sun was beginning to peek thru the window. I was definitely satisfied, although the lack of sleep made my drive the next day very difficult.

My college life was great. Met a whole new group of friends and had more than a few girlfriends. I was asked by more than one how I had become such a good lover. Obviously I couldn't tell them, but it always made me smile inside.

Unfortunately I only would make it home about 4 times a year. Mom and I would make love whenever we could sneak away on these trips. Fortunately (and unfortunately) she and dad divorced during my sophomore year of college. That made it much better for me when I would come home to visit her. We could sleep together and be much freer with our love.

Another fortunate/unfortunate thing was that a couple of years later (my senior year in college) she met a man and got serious with him. I came home to visit and she was very excited to tell me about him. I was happy for her, but also sad when she told me how since she really loved him she felt guilty making love to me. Felt like she was cheating on him with me and it bothered her. We agreed that we needed to end our "affair". I know she could sense my disappointment, but then she smiled and told me we could end it after that weekend together.

So we had a great weekend together. We made passionate love throughout her house. I guess knowing it was our last weekend "together" mad it that much more passionate and special.

On Sunday afternoon, we took a "nap" together before I drove back to college. We made wonderful love, and as we lay there I told her how much I loved her and how I would always treasure everything we had together.

I told her I would miss our lovemaking but was so very happy that she had found someone and that he needed to take care of her.

As I made the eight hour drive back to college I thought of all the wonderful times mom and I had shared and realized that I was so lucky, and that even though I would never get to make love to mom again, I wouldn't trade our relationship for anything in the world.

And so that ended that chapter of our lives. And I knew that we'd never make love again.

And we didn't for the next 15 years. But that's for another story.