MUM AND HER NAKEDNESS

From as far back as I can remember my Mum never had a problem walking around the house naked, especially in the mornings or right before bed, but occasionally she would spend the day with just a pair of panties on or just a bra. She also wore a particular t-shirt that used to drive me wild with naughty thoughts. It was quite an old white t-shirt, she customised it by cutting away the neckline and cutting off the sleeves, she used to wear it to bed. To this day I have no idea why she did that but whenever she wore it her boobs would bounce around underneath the soft cloth, she cut a V neck into it which was far too low and the length of it barely covered her belly button. On the days she wore this t-shirt I remember always paying her more attention than normal!

When she took her baths she never closed the door, as I got older I would always walk in and sit on the stool next to the bath and chat to her, she lay there with her large boobs sagging either side of her chest, her dark brown nipples (she was indian) always looked hard and her pussy mound was always kept short and stubbly but never bare and smooth. To this day it is how I prefer a pussy to look like. I was often asked to soap her back and would always use it as an opportunity to touch her all over, I always joked that when I had finished her back it was time to do her front, and every single time she would move her arms out of the way to allow me to do it. I think the last time I had my hands all over her naked body I must have been 26 or 27.

Needless to say whenever one of these incidents would happen, which were quite often once I hit college, I would run up to my room and masturbate myself, I would always have the most intense orgasm. The feelings I got from those orgasms never lessened, in fact they grew stronger as each year went on.

There were a number of standout moments throughout the years, where we took things a bit further than we normally would, I will talk about two of those times that are still so vivid in my mind.

The first happened on my 19th birthday, it was a few days beforehand and my Mum asked me what I wanted as a present. She never had much money and I didn't really want anything anyway, so I thought about it and told her that I only want one thing from her. She said if she could she would get it for me. I asked her to wear her special t-shirt and nothing else, she knew which one I meant because I always commented on it. I asked if she could wake me up in the morning wearing it, that she should spend the day in just that, cook in it and do other things in it like hovering and dusting. My birthday happened to be on a Saturday that year and I knew that was house cleaning day. She smiled, told me I was naughty and said she will think about it. She never mentioned it between then and my actual birthday so I thought it probably wasn't going to happen.

The morning of my 19th I heard my Mum walk past my bedroom door and go straight downstairs so I figured there was no way I was going to get my present. I must have fallen back asleep because the next thing I knew I felt an arm on my shoulder gently shaking me to wake me up. I will never forget the view that met me as I opened my eyes, the plunging neckline on my favourite t-shirt was exposing the tops of both her nipples as she bent over me and placed a kiss on my forehead, she whispered happy birthday to me then stood up. I was instantly hard! I looked up and my face was just inches from her freshly shaved stubbly vagina.

I took in the view before me, her tummy had a paunch which overhung her mons just a little, then just below her belly button the t-shirt started. Her nipples were hard, and I mean really hard! I had never seen them stick out as much as they were then. And the self made neckline of the t-shirt was exposing her most of her beautiful cleavage. Apparently she went downstairs to make me a tea which was on my bedside table, I told her I didn't think she was going to do it and she asked if it was what I wanted, my answer was obvious, I reached up underneath the shirt and started to play with one of her boobs. With my free hand I lifted the duvet off me and told her to get in, she did.

She got in very slowly, as she lifted her left leg to get in her pussy was exposed in all its glory (and let me tell you it was absolutely glorious!!).. I had never seen it so close up until that day, I remember every fold of it and the musky but sensual smell of a woman's most private area. Normally when she was standing you couldn't really see much of her pussy, it was quite a neat slit below the stubbly triangle but as she stepped into my bed that morning it opened like a bright pink flower for me, both lips parted and I remember seeing her juices holding on to each lip as they were pulled apart by her movements, she had a large, tender looking clitoris and was clearly turned on herself. However brief that moment was it has affected my life in such a deep way ever since, that view is fresher in my minds eye as anything that has happened since.

She lay beside me facing me, she was on her right side and her left boob had completely fallen out the t-shirt (another reason it was my favourite item of clothing!). I leaned in and suckled her for what felt like hours. I was so hard and my cock was leaking all over my boxers, I remember taking it out and wanting to touch her with it. My mind was so full of sexual thoughts and contentment from having her lying next to me half naked that I just did it. I moved my lower half towards her until the tip of my cock was poking her thigh. I remember her exact words... "You shouldn't be poking Mummy with that should you?" but the way she said it was playful and how she reacted encouraged me to push further, she opened her legs slightly and my cock slid over her thigh, then she closed them.

Because I was suckling on her at the time my cock was about half way up her thighs but I didn't want to take her boob from my mouth, and both my hands were now playing with them, so I just lay there slowly gyrating my hips, feeling her thighs tightly squeezing my cock. The gyrating got faster as I got more turned on and braver. She, as always, didn't seem to mind and smiled down at me every time I looked up at her from between her beautiful caramel coloured tits. This went on for about 10 minutes before I couldn't hold it in any more. I came. I came HARD. I moaned and sucked on her nipples, grabbed at them and pushed my face between them, kissed her chest and licked her all over while spurting load after load between her thighs.

She knew exactly what was going on and as I looked up embarrassed by what she might say she just looked down at me, stroked the back of my head and said "Mummy loves you baby, now it's time to clean yourself up and get out of bed" With that, she got up herself. Stood in front of me with both her boobs sticking out the t-shirt, quickly put them away and adjusted herself and then another image that I will never forget, as she turned away to leave my bedroom I saw my cum trickling down both her thighs!

Nothing was ever said about that moment, like all of the things that had happened between us over the years they were kept quiet and just between us. The rest of the day was like a dream. She wore the t-shirt for me for the whole day as I had asked. I must have touched her for most of the day here and there. I even remember touching her pussy mound for the first time ever, feeling her prickly stubble against my skin. Following her around as she hovered and dusted and bent down for things. I saw her pussy open up for me three more times that day, not as much as in the morning but the flash of bright juicy pink flesh was unmistakable. The day ended with us saying goodnight to each other in her room after I had just spent the previous hour or so with my hands under her t-shirt as we watch something on telly (I have no idea what it was!).

Now my second most vivid memory didn't actually last that long, it was in fact quite by accident that it had happened but culminated in me getting an almost direct view into my Mum's gaping pussy and her tight, puckered bum hole.

Like I said earlier she was often without items of clothing when it was just us two around the house, this particular morning she was wearing a bra and nothing else. She was filling up the washing machine as I came into the kitchen. I guess I should explain the setup of our washing machine for you to understand why she was in this particular position. The end of our kitchen had a lean-to tacked on to it (a small extension for those that don't know) and the floor level between the kitchen and the lean-to was different, you had to step down into the lean-to. That just happened to be where we kept the washing machine, so my Mum would have to squat with her feet on the edge of the kitchen floor and lean forward to load the washing machine (it was a front loading one, not a top loader) holding herself up by placing one hand on the machine. The washing basket full of dirty clothes would be on the lower lean-to floor. I entered the kitchen that morning to a view of my Mum squatting right down and leaning forwards.

The very first thing I saw was her pinkness. I quickened my pace to get closer and reached down to the cupboard beside her to get out the cereal bowl. The way her pussy was open was hands down THE most amazing and wonderful thing I have ever seen. Her large clit fully exposed as she loaded the machine and her pussy lips (which always seemed to be coated in a thin layer of clear juice) were spread wide apart, so far apart that there was a definite gape there, a black hole where I have often thought about burying myself. I could see EVERYTHING! I saw her tiny pee hole below her clit which was also open, I saw the inner folds and moistness of her gorgeous tunnel. I saw her bum cheeks spread wide and her puckered brown bum hole on display just for me!

Everything looked so perfect. She would reach down into the basket to grab another item of clothing and she would need to lean forward again to put it in, everything between her legs just seemed to open up further each time she did this. She knew I was there and I honestly don't think I was staring for that long but I soaked in every detail of the image in front of me. She said good morning and asked if I have any more dirty clothes. I said yes and went upstairs to get a few bits. When I came down and handed them to her she leaned forward again and that view seemed to get even better, she seemed to spread even further for me, her pussy hole seemed larger, her lips were juicier and her bum looked even more puckered as her sphincter muscle contracted and spasmed as she loaded the washing machine, filled it with soap and turned it on.

Afterwards I wanted to hang around and look at her more but I had to escape to my room and unload!! I remember giving her a kiss on the cheek and then her cleavage, on each boob which I often did, then I ran upstairs with my cereal and wanked myself to within an inch of my cock's life.

We often went to a county in the UK called Wiltshire, it's where my Mum grew up and she loved it there, we would travel around various country villages and stay in our caravan at random campsites along the way. Our caravan was tiny but because it was just me and my Mum it never really bothered us. There are certain embarrassing situations that a growing lad might have had with his Mum being in such close proximity but I was never embarrassed around her so nothing was ever awkward, even using the toilet wasn't an issue for me, in fact it was often a source of arousal when I watched her urinate or even poo.

I used to love sleeping next to her in that smaller than average double bed, we would often spoon and for the first time on this holiday we both regularly slept semi-naked together. My hands were usually all over her as she just carried on doing random things around the caravan, like cooking us dinner, tidying up, doing the dishes or getting ready to go out. We would spend our days visiting places and doing the whole 'site seeing' thing and just enjoying the british countryside in the summer, then once we got back to the caravan and closed the curtains in our own little secluded world, the clothes would come off, usually her's first I might add, and we would spend the evenings naked or partially clothed just carrying on with normal stuff.

It must have been the second or third night that I first watched her go to the toilet, don't get me wrong, I had caught glances of her before but never lingered to have a proper look. This particular night I was watching the tiny tv we had and she had just finished washing the dishes after dinner when she said she needed to use the loo. The door to our tiny combined shower and toilet opened inwards, so you would walk in, then have to try to close the door around you which was more difficult than it sounds, so it was just easier to leave it open, especially for a quick wee. Although it had to be closed to use the shower.

By the time she had walked the few feet from the kitchen area to the toilet door the tv was off and I was following her. She looked back at me and said

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I want to see" I said.

"You want to see?"

"Yes"

I grinned and she shook her head in that way she did sometimes as if to say "What am I going to do with you?" but after the shaking of the head came a smile, smiles always came easily to my Mum, especially for me.

Our sofa converted to the bed we slept on and I had already assembled it while my Mum was washing the dishes. The edge of the bed was right outside the toilet so you could barely make it from the kitchen area to the toilet (that's probably why the door opened inwards). She was wearing a pair of panties and my favourite t-shirt (she wore this a lot since my birthday because she knew how much I liked it), her panties were far from skimpy but they fitted her perfectly, I could always see her pussy slit through the cloth and the material covered about half her bum cheeks which looked amazing whenever she bent down. She walked into the toilet, faced me and pulled them down, took them off and then threw them at me. She started laughing as I gave her a fake grimace. She sat on the toilet and I took up my place on the edge of the bed, I was so close our knees were touching.

"So you want to see your Mummy weeing? You crazy boy!"

"What's wrong with that? I want to see you poo too" I laughed.

"There's something wrong with you baby, we need to get you some help" She said smiling

She started to wee and we both went quiet, she looked at me as I stared between her legs, I couldn't see anything though, it was dark, the light in the toilet was above her so it was casting a shadow between her legs. Without saying anything I reached my hands out to the insides of her knees and pulled them apart. She let me, never ever resisting her perverted sons urges. As her legs opened the light from the main room of the caravan poured in, lighting up her beautiful clit and pussy lips and from between them, a stream of hot, clear piss flowed. Not only did she allow me to open her legs but she then did something incredible, something I will never ever forget, she leant backwards and angled her pussy upwards so her wee was just about going in the toilet. I could see every single detail of her gorgeous cunt.

"Is that what my baby want's to see? You make Mummy do such naughty things for you" She always referred to herself as Mummy and me as her baby, it always added to my arousal, and I am sure to hers too.

I just sat there in my boxers staring. This moment seemed to go on for ages but in reality it was probably just a normal 30 second wee. Her pussy lips were forced apart by the strong stream of piss, I could see the source, her tiny pee hole underneath her large protruding clit. Half way through urinating she reached down to just above her clit and with her index and middle finger either side of her clitoral hood, she pulled up... Hard! Her slit grew longer as her pussy lips were stretched and the last few drops of piss spilled into the toilet. I could see the entrance to her fuck hole fully, the place where I came from and long to go back to, obscenely on display just for me.

"I need to wipe now, have you seen enough yet?" She said in that mock accusatory voice she often put on for me, half telling me off but half accepting of how I am.

"No, let me wipe you"

"No baby, definitely not!

"Oh please Mum, I will do a good job" I didn't really think her rejection was because she thought I would do a bad job but I had to try.

"You can't touch Mummy there, it's very sensitive" Another thing my Mum did was even though we had all these experiences together she still treated me like a child, like I didn't really know what my cock or her pussy was for, and even after all the years of sexual experiences we shared from then on she would still treat me as her naive baby boy. I fucking loved it!

"I'll be gentle I promise" Said in my most persuasive childish manner which to most is annoying but to a Mum it's all she needs to hear to make her heart melt.

I reached over to the toilet paper and tore off 2 pieces not bothering to wait for another rejection.

"You will need more than that baby" Without specifically saying it she had just given me permission to touch her most intimate parts, the source of her pleasure, and mine.

I tore off another 2 and folded them all together, I then reached between her legs, she pulled them apart even further to give me good access. I touched the tissue on to her pussy entrance and wiped forward, one stroke, not pushing hard at all. Forward over her pee hole and stopping on her clit, I folded the paper in half and did it again, this time slower. I then dropped the paper in the toilet and with my index finger I pushed against her pussy and ran it up towards her clit and over her stubbly triangle above. How I loved touching her.

"When you've quite finished!" She said.

"Did I hurt you?" I always played into that naive child role she put me in.

"No baby, now I think it's time for bed don't you?" With that she stood up and flushed the toilet, this is how I loved seeing her, nothing covering her pussy or bum and my favourite t-shirt on.

I was as hard as a rock after what I had just done and could not concentrate on anything except the need to cum. She jumped into bed and I lay behind her. The light was still on and the switch was on my side of the bed.

"Turn the light off then" She said

"In a minute"

I waited a while, I knew she wouldn't be asleep but I didn't care, I had to relieve myself. I pulled my cock out from my boxers and wrapped my fist around it, I tried to keep the movements to a minimum but I knew my Mum could tell I was wanking, but I had just ran my finger over her pussy! I brought the finger to my nose and smelt it, how I adore the smell of her pussy juices, I put my finger in my mouth and sucked off the remnants of her sweet nectar while I pumped my cock harder.

"Please don't get that over Mummy, I don't want to have a shower now at this time of night".

I didn't say anything just carried on playing with myself, she turned around to face me.

"Did you hear me?" She said smiling.

I nodded and slowed my stroking, thinking I really need to cum but not sure how I could do it without making a mess. She definitely knew what I was thinking because she reached for her dirty knickers she threw at me earlier and said "Here, do it in these and then go to sleep ok?"

I nodded, took them from her and wrapped them around my cock. She leaned over to kiss me. She kissed me on my forehead, then on my lips, lightly. There was nothing erotic in that kiss, apart from the fact she did it knowing full well I was masturbating my rock hard dick into her panties under the duvet. I lowered the cover to expose her chest, her nipple was sticking out the t-shirt. She smiled when she saw what I was looking at, she said "Night baby boy" Then took the back of my head in her hand and pulled me into her breast, I latched on and suckled on her perfect brown nipple. I started to moan just before I was going to cum.

"Mummy loves you sucking on her, just like you did when you were a baby" She stroked my head as I came hard inside her knickers. Still sucking on her I wiped my cock with them, she took them from me and dropped them on the floor beside her, turned back towards me and I latched on to her again. Feeling content and loved, I drifted off into a deep and satisfying sleep with my Mother's nipple in my mouth and her cuddling me tightly.

Since getting back from the holiday a few things had changed. I now regularly masturbated while I sucked on my Mum's nipples, she almost always allowed me to cum on her, usually on her legs but sometimes I wouldn't be able to control it too well and some cum would land on her pussy lips or her big clit. She never minded, just wiped up and took me in her arms, she loved cuddling me after I came.

We barely left the house in those days, just happy to spend night after night together, usually fully naked and usually lying next to each other on her bed. We pretended to watch tv but we were just interested in just being cuddled up naked together. I never tired of seeing her body, I never once got bored of touching her, caressing her or kissing her all over, I was in heaven when I was with her and I gladly spent most of my time there.

Even though I was allowed to cum over her and do other stuff to her body there were still things I had never tried with her. Things that part of me wanted to do real bad but I was enjoying the other stuff so much that I never pushed it. I didn't believe she would ever refuse me and I know on occasion she wanted the same thing by how wet she got, I would often see her juices overflow onto her thighs and down onto the bed. I was content with how things were though so I was in no hurry for anything more.

Saying that, it was fast approaching her birthday and I wanted to make her as happy as she had made me on mine. I decided early on that her birthday would be the day she felt her son's tongue between her legs. I arranged dinner for that day, got in some presents, random things I knew she wanted, nothing of a sexual nature. Then I started to imagine how I would go about getting my tongue down there, trying to think of scenarios that would lead me to that very sacred taboo. I decided that for dessert we would have strawberries and cream, I could feed them to her in bed and try to get some cream to fall on her naked body, then go to lick it up and see how far could get.

So the day came and it was a fairly normal day, she loved her presents and the dinner I made. About an hour after dinner I suggested we went upstairs because I wanted to give her nipples 'birthday kisses'. She chuckled and went upstairs saying as she left the living room "Let me get them ready for you". I just loved how open she was about everything.

I got the strawberries and cream out the fridge and put them into 2 bowls and took them upstairs. She was pleasantly surprised and so was I when I saw her wearing nothing but a smile for me. I put the bowls down, quickly jumped on the bed next to her and started to undress myself. As I took my boxers off my cock sprang up and hit my tummy.

"Someone's excited" she said looking at my cock

"Here I got this for you Mummy, happy birthday" With that, I grabbed a strawberry and dipped it in the cream and fed it to her. This was a highly sexual thing to watch and she was in the perfect position, she was sitting up in bed with her breasts sagging down, they were still large and round. The contrast between her light caramel complexion and her dark brown nipples just looked divine. I fed her one, then two, then another strawberry until a dollop of cream landed right between her tits. She screamed a bit, not loudly but she was shocked from the coldness of it. I started laughing.

"Look what you did!" I loaded the strawberry up with so much cream there was actually quite a lot of it, I did feel a tiny bit bad.

"Sorry Mum, it's all trickling down, it will make a mess on the bed sheets"

She quickly started to scoop it up with her fingers until I told her to stop and that I would lick it up for her. As soon as I said that she knew I planned it, she was no fool and I am a very bad actor.

"You are so naughty, you did that on purpose just so you could lick your Mummy"

I was grinning from ear to ear then I nodded in agreement. She put her hands to her sides and said "Come on then, quickly. Before it gets on the sheets" By this time there was a substantial amount of cream making its way down to her stubbly pubic area. I got close and gave her a quick kiss on the lips then started licking my way down, not too fast. Savouring both the cream and her perfectly soft skin. I positioned my body between her legs and put my hands on the sides of both her breasts, licking her nipples too for good measure. I kept pushing them together and letting them go as I licked between them. All the while I knew the cream was getting closer to where I so badly wanted to taste.

I moved my hand to her hips and licked her tummy, taking up all the cream that had worked its way down there. I dipped my tongue into her belly button to lick up the tiny pool of cream, then carried on down, slowly and sensually. I reached up and pulled at her nipples and massaged her soft breasts in my hand. My tongue reached her shaved mons and I felt the prickly stubble on my tongue for the first time ever, licking a bit harder now, trying to get all of the cream. I could see there was some on her clit and dripping down the folds of her ample pussy lips. I looked up at her knowing this was a first, that this was a line I had never crossed before. I waited for her approval and she didn't disappoint.

"Go on baby, quickly before it gets on the sheets, I only just changed these last night"

"But it's covering your lips" I never called it her 'pussy' in front of her, I always called it her 'lips' or just referred to it as 'down there'.

"Quickly!" She said in haste, her face was a picture of anticipation. I think for the first time ever I saw doubt in her eyes. Not much mind you, but it was there.

I didn't do it quickly though, I savoured it because I knew it was going to be so special.

My tongue reached the top of her clitoral hood and for those who haven't read my previous stories, her clit was large and protruded a lot when she was turned on. With one motion I put my tongue at the entrance of her pussy and sparks flew! I was doing it, my tongue was on her, there was the cream from the strawberries and the cream from her cunt, mixing together, warm and pungent, something I have never tasted since, it was perfection. I pushed my tongue into her slightly then ran it up the length of her pussy, up over her pee hole which I could feel below the tip of my tongue and up into the underside of her clit where it split and looked a bit like a cock head, up and over her clit to just underneath her hood again.

'Oh my god, I've just licked my mother's pussy' was all I could think about, I glanced up from between her legs to see a look of pure lust in her eyes, whatever doubt was there before had been replaced with a deep yearning and I could read her, I knew what she wanted. The same thing I did.

I forced my tongue inside her as far as it would go, I wiggled it around and I lapped at her lips, I pulled them apart with my fingers and buried my tongue inside her, licking at her entrance as the juices flowed and she moaned. She moaned! I had never heard her moan in a sexual way before. All of the things we had done up to that point had never had her respond in that way, she would breath deeply or say things like "That feels so good baby, don't stop", but she never moaned!

I lifted her legs up, not obscenely high or spread apart but enough to open her pussy right up to me. My Mum had a pussy like I have not seen since, it would open so far up with just the smallest movements from her legs or her bending down. That's not to say she is loose, far from it, she was extremely tight but the outer folds of her wonderful pussy were somehow very stretchy and flexible. She was on display for me.

"Oh baby, Mummy loves you"

She reached down and for the first time, but far from the last, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her cunt. My mouth was covered in juices that flowed freely from her, she was leaking like a tap and I was drinking it all down, my face was getting so messy.

Please don't underestimate how erotic the sound of your own Mother cumming is, especially when you know that you are the source of her pleasure. She came in my mouth and she came hard, she gushed into me and I had to gulp it down, she wasn't a massive squirter but there was definitely an ejaculation, and I caught it all and devoured her hungrily as I drank from her body. Two more times she came after that and I got two more mouth fulls of cum, although there was less juice with each orgasm it still tasted as sweet and as fresh as the first.

On her third and last orgasm I came as well. I had been rubbing my cock up and down the bed as I ate her and it all got too much, I started to moan into her pussy while I shot over her bed sheets. There's not many pleasures in the world more intense than cumming at the same time as your own Mummy!

I stopped eating her as I worked my way back up her body to her nipples. We were both clearly spent. Her chest was heaving up and down and my cock was still dripping the last few drops of my orgasm. I apologised for cumming on the sheets and she laughed.

"Don't be silly, that was the best Mummy has ever felt, I don't care about the stupid sheets. Give me a kiss please baby boy"

I took her naked body into my arms, my drained cock squashed against her pubic bone, her nipples pressed hard against my chest and I kissed her. Our first deep kiss as a couple. Her mouth was wet with saliva and sweat from her orgasms and my mouth was soaked with her pussy juicy. We kissed and hugged for the rest of the night, every now and then my cock would touch her pussy and I would feel immense tingles.

'It won't be long before my Mummy lets me put it inside her' I thought.

I was right.The change in our relationship since first tasting her sweet pussy juices was subtle. By this point I was regularly seeing her naked and touching her almost daily, so we were already very open with each other. The differences were now that whenever I felt horny I was allowed to play with her pussy and to even taste it every now and then. She did try to limit how many times I ate her out each week. I couldn't do it during the week, usually only on weekends, but there were times when I could push her to the point where she would give in, usually when I had my fingers inside of her as I sucked on her nipples.

My life back then was pretty awesome, I was doing well at college and I got to come home to an almost permanently naked Mother who would allow me to play with her pretty much all night if I wanted. Still there were things missing, things I wanted from her and that she would eventually give me. I think the waiting, drawing it out over so many months was the best bit about discovering her in new ways, it kept me wanting and hoping these things would happen. I often wondered how she would masturbate me or suck me, how tight the grip of her pussy would be wrapped around my cock or whether she would ever let me enter her bum. Her bum was a source of great fascination for me, her bum cheeks were ample and round. They had a sag to them where the bottom part of the cheek met her thighs, it was a little extra wobbly at that part and I loved to pinch her there and to kiss that area when I could get close enough.

I lived for the weekends in those days, we would spend most of our time together and I got to push the boundaries. She accepted this and was never too strict with me, I think I felt inside that it would be a mistake to rush things so I never did, I always took small steps to test the water. One weekend was more memorable than most, it had started with me wanting to lick her bum hole and escallated from that.

I remember being really eager to start our weekend with a pussy eating session, so on Saturday morning I went straight from my bed to hers (I still slept in my own bed every now and then), she was asleep so I quietly lifted the duvet and got in trying hard not to shake the bed too much. She was facing away from me lying on her right side with her legs up in a fetal position, I looked down whilst holding up the duvet to see her gorgeous bum cheeks and the valley between them, I needed to taste her there but I knew I had to turn her on first, just in case she didn't want my tongue back there. I dived down under the covers, my legs sticking out the top part and resting on the other pillow, my head getting closer and closer to her sweet pussy lips. It was quite bright in her room, she didn't have curtains that blocked out the sun, so under the duvet I could actually see a fair bit.

I passed her bum hole which was hidden by her ample cheeks and got to her pussy lips which were closed shut, I needed to open them. I didn't waste any time, with one hand holding on to her lower pussy lip and my other hand draped over her thigh pulling apart her other lip, I slid my tongue into the gap I had just made, entering her while she slept. It didn't take long after my onslaught of licking and lapping for her to stir. Her moans were audible and her hips were moving slowly back and forth, I knew she was awake now.

"Morning Mummy" I said from between her legs, her juices were building and already beginning to coat my mouth, nose and chin.

"Mmmm morning baby, I see the weekend has begun..." She giggled and opened her left leg, took the covers off and looked down at me with a huge satisfied grin on her face.

I didn't bother replying I just went back to tasting her sweetness, and with her leg open her pussy was even more inviting, I delved in, leaving no part of her cunt or clit untouched by my tongue. I still intended to ravage her bum with my tongue but was quite content with my current position.

Her legs being open made it a bit harder for me to massage her bum cheeks so I closed her left leg and peeled apart her bum cheeks while I grabbed at them and squeezed them hard under my palms. I was bringing her to her first orgasm of the day, I decided that once she was in the throws of it I would lick my way to her anus. She began to rock faster on my tongue as it lashed between her lips, my mouth sucking and slurping on her cream. With her moans getting louder and louder I started my journey to her wonderfully puckered sphincter muscle, I licked along her perineum, forcing my tongue into the skin hard, I knew from experience how nice it felt to have pressure applied to that tender part of your body. I grasped her cheeks firmly in my hands and pulled them apart. For the first time my tongue danced over her soft ring piece.

"Oh my god baby that feels wonderful" she whispered through her orgasm as my tongue got bolder and started to push at her back passage.

With one solid push from me her bum hole gave way and allowed me to enter. The smell was intoxicating, her pussy juices mixed with a musk and the faint scent of her poo, the experience was overwhelming and my cock was rock hard. I had managed to position myself so the length of it was between her shoulders on the upper part of her back, I was dry humping her while I did these depraved acts on my own Mother, and up to that point in my life I had never been as turned on.

My mouth and tongue went back and forth from her stretchy yet tight bum hole to her juicy pink pussy pot, I would gather her juices in my mouth and use them as lube for my attack on her bum. When my tongue wasn't in a hole my fingers were, again using her pussy juice as lube. The feel on her silky bowels gripping my finger tightly, trying to expel me but the lubrication making it harder for her bum to do so. I sucked on my finger as I pulled it out of her, I needed to taste her insides, I needed to know what my Mum tasted like everywhere!

Her second orgasm was coming I could feel it. I knew then I needed to cum inside her.

I had not had any clue to what my Mum may or may not do if I tried to have sex with her up to this point. So far there was nothing she had objected to and only a few lose stipulations which I could easily get around if I really wanted to. There was always a nagging thought in my head though, that if I tried to make love to my own Mother she would tell me to stop, possibly put a stop to everything else we were doing.

At that minute, the way I was feeling right then I just wanted to be inside her, fully erect and pounding at the hole that gave birth to me.

I stopped what I was doing and as fast as I could repositioned myself, I got into the spoon position behind her, began kissing the back of her neck and between her shoulders where my cock had been, I licked off my own precum from my Mother's back as I positioned my cock between her legs. She pushed back on me and for one moment I thought it was all over, I thought I wasn't quick enough and she would tell me to stop and I would never get to feel what making love to her was like...

I felt her hand grab my cock from between her legs. She rubbed the tip against her juicy pussy and instinctively I pushed inside her. Just the tip to begin with, as we both got used to these new feelings, yet another lined crossed in our relationship, one of the most taboo ones of all.

I held it there, almost waiting for permission to start pounding at her.

"It's ok baby, you can do it, push it further into Mummy"

That was it, to hear her say 'push it further into Mummy' sent me into a wild frenzy of lust. I grabbed her hips and slid inside of her, the deeper I got the louder she moaned. When I felt I couldn't go any further I contracted my prostate and squeezed every bit of blood I could into my cock, I felt it grow inside of her. I held it there, trying to enjoy this moment. The very first time I was fully inside my own Mother, in a spoon position with her body as close to mine as it could possibly get, my hand on her hip and the other hand stroking her neck as I continued to kiss her neck and back.

Once I had that memory firmly implanted in my head I started to make love to my Mum. I pulled out slowly till the tip of my cock almost popped out of her, then slid it all the way back in, each time getting faster and harder. I reached up and grabbed her nipple, pulling it away from her body, using it as leverage for each time I thrusted into her. She seemed to be in ecstasy, we both were. I lifted my head to look at her face and her eyes were shut, her cheeks and forehead were sweaty and she was biting her bottom lip. She opened her eyes and saw me looking, she reached back with her head and we kissed. Oh how we kissed...

I wasn't going to last much longer, I didn't want to, I wanted to feel my sperm shoot inside this beautiful woman who birthed me, to spill my seed in the same womb I spent the first 9 months of my life in.

We were still kissing when I began to feel my orgasm rise. I could feel hers too, she didn't get to have her second orgasm before and now I could feel it building again.

Our bodies moved in synchronised, lust filled movements. We were literally writhing together on the bed. Each thrust of mine getting harder and harder, the slapping noise of her bum cheeks against the lower part of my stomach was getting louder each time.

"I'm close Mummy, I'm going to do it"

"It's ok baby do it, fill Mummy up, Mummy loves you, Mummy loves you so much...aarrghh you make Mummy so happy baby...mmmmmMMMMM..."

We moaned into each others mouths as we kissed and came together.

It felt like time had stopped as I shot load after load of my cum into her willing pussy. We made love a number of times afterwards and I have been with other women but never, ever have I felt anything like that first time with Mum. My head felt light, my body exhausted, my cock drained and my heart so full of love for her. I was spent, I had given her everything I had and she had done the same, we lay there for what felt like an eternity content and fulfilled like never before.

I softened inside her and felt juices flowing from her for a long time after, neither of us wanted to move, we just lay there, I was big spoon, she was little spoon, joined by our most private, intimate parts. My hand holding her left breast and resting on her right, her hands on top of mine pulling me even closer, her son's cum leaking from her pussy, her soft bum cheeks nestled tightly against me.

We both drifted off to sleep.