When I was a child, probably no older than 5 or 6, my parents both used to walk through the house in the nude. Usually on their way back from the shower or the bath, and if I happened to be sitting in the hall they wouldn’t think anything of walking right past me. My mum’s body always amazed me, as women’s bodies do at that age. Those images of my mum’s wet naked body stay with me to this very day.

I’m 22 now, and my mum has just turned 56. In my opinion she still looks fantastic for her age, she’s curvy, about 5’3, with big natural breasts and a short cropped haircut. I’ve always preferred my mum with shorter hair, as it shows off her feminine face all the more. As I entered my teens, I was very aware of the fact that I wanted to have sex with my mum. She’s a very easy going woman, with a great sense of humour and a dirty mind, as has been proven by some jokes she used to make when she thought I couldn’t hear.

When I was 15 I found a small envelope in the bottom of my mum’s dresser, as they were away I decided to open it and have a look inside. To my shock, it was full of pictures of my mum naked. Some were of her posing outside, and these ones were quite artistic. Others were far more pornographic, like ones of her with her legs spread and a huge dildo buried deep in her hairy pussy. There were also a few of her sucking my dad’s cock, I was happy to see that he wasn’t any bigger than me, in fact, our cocks were very similar.

This instance happened a few more times over the years. I found disks full of pictures taken on holiday, or flash drives with ones of her tied up in the loft. There were even pictures of her and a friend of my parents fucking. All these did, was stimulate my desire to fuck my mum even more, and I tried several times to hint to her that I wanted to do it. These never worked through my teens, and eventually I had to move away to university, although my desire for my sexy, slutty mum never deteriorated.

Years passed and eventually at the age I am now, I moved back in with my parents having graduated. It was such a thrill to finally be under the same roof as my mum again, and I started plotting once again to convey my feelings to her.

It all started to go right a weekend my dad had to go away for a conference in Wales, and me and my mum would have the house to ourselves for five days. On the Friday morning my dad left, and my mum went to work as she did every day. I waited for an hour or so and then went into her bedroom, I knew where she would always keep certain things, she had a vibrator and a dildo in her underwear drawer, which I took the time to examine, my cock stiffening as I did so. I checked the dresser, where the old pictures of her used to be, and was disappointed to see that they had been moved. I kept searching every room in the house, but couldn’t find them. I was about to give up when I realised I hadn’t checked the attic, so I hastily pulled down the ladder and climbed up.

In my dad’s little office in the converted loft I started rummaging through his drawers, I came across some porn magazines from the 80s and a few more modern ones. Then, in his bottom drawer, buried underneath a mountain of paperwork I found an envelope. My desire couldn’t contain itself, and I opened it hastily, spilling about 30 pictures of my mum onto the floor. I got down on my knees and started going through them, eventually unable to hold it in any longer, I pulled out my hard cock and wanked right there, eventually cumming over a picture of my mum spread-eagle on a bedpost.
I cleared up as quickly as I could, wiping the cum off of the pictures and hoping it wasn’t noticeable. In a moment of abandon I pocket two pictures, just so I could look at them any time I wanted, which I did again that night.

On Saturday morning I went into the local town to do a bit of shopping, while my mum stayed at home in bed. She’d been wearing a skimpy negligee, through which her nipples were visible, I’d struggled to keep my cock down seeing that. While I was in town I had a constant feeling of…dread, almost. Almost as if I’d forgotten something, I tried shaking it off, and eventually went back home. When I got back in, my mum was out, probably walking around the village where we lived. I saw on my bed and suddenly realised what it was I’d forgotten to do, one of the pictures of my mum was on top of the duvet, I’d fallen asleep with it the night before! I panicked, knowing for sure my mum would have seen it, and even though I kind of wanted her to, I hadn’t been planning on making my move so early. As I grabbed it and went to stuff back into a drawer, I noticed something on the underside, I flipped it over and read what was written there.
“Hope you enjoyed this ”
I froze, I was sure that hadn’t been written there before, I would have definitely have seen it. My cock immediately rose in my pants, and I realised that maybe, just maybe, my mum felt the same. There was always the chance that she was just comfortable with me seeing them, she was a very open woman, she might not want to me…
I decided to take a risk, a big one if I’m honest, and I grabbed the picture and threw off my clothes as fast as I could. Having no idea how long I had, I snapped a few pictures of me with a semi, and then a few of my full, 7 inch hard on. I printed them off at the computer, and quickly shoved them into an envelope, which I placed on my mum’s pillow in her room. Then, probably with minutes to spare before she got home, I raced out of the house and down the road.

I waited for two hours before going home, all the time wondering if I’d made a huge mistake. By the time I eventually found myself on my doorstep I felt physically sick. I opened the door slowly and slipped in, glancing into my mum’s bedroom on the way down the hall, the envelope was gone, she’d definitely see them. For a minute I thought she’d gone out again, the house was empty, but then I saw her in the garden, working in a short summer dress. I watched from the kitchen as she worked with her back to me, watching her bend over and show off her legs. My stomach lurching and my cock aching, I slowly went outside and walked across the garden. It was a hot summer day, and I could see as I got closer that my mum was sweating, her legs were glistening in the sun.
She looked over her shoulder at me as she bent down, and smiled.
“Hi,” she said casually, “you okay?”
I nodded awkwardly as my mum stood up and turned to me, she was sweaty all over, but just enough so it was attractive.
“Yeah,” I replied nervously, “you?”
“Yeah, I’m alright. Where have you been?”
“Just out for a walk,” I replied, I was starting to become confused at her apparent lack of shock.
She bent over again, this time further and more deliberate and flashed her ass, her bare ass! My heart skipped and my eyes must have nearly bulged out of me head, my mum wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Thank you for your gift,” she replied knowingly, her voice definitely having a slight playful tone.
I smiled, the butterflies in my stomach becoming worse and worse, “you’re welcome, just thought I should return the favour.”
“Well,” she said, again turning to me, “I didn’t give you those of me, did I?”
I shook my head guiltily, “no, sorry.”
“That’s alright sweetie,” she replied, coming closer to me and resting a hand on my shoulder, which made my cock stiffen slightly. “Do you think I would have written that on the back of it, if I wasn’t happy you’d found them?”
I looked my mum in the eye, she was so close to me I could feel the heat from her body, all I wanted to do was grab her and have her right there on the lawn.
“Did you like mine?” I asked, starting to become more confident, the horniness taking over me.
She smiled, not a normal smile, but an alluring, sexy one. “Yeah,” she replied, beginning to snake her hand down my chest, “I did. You’ve got a very pretty cock.”
Just hearing my mum say the word cock made mine leap again, I was now very aware that it was obvious through my shorts. My mum kept stroking her hand down, running it over my belly button, I breathed heavily.
“Are you sure we should do this, mum?” I whispered.
“Only if you’re sure, sweetie,” she replied, “don’t you think we’re close enough that it wouldn’t be odd?”
My mum’s other hand was now on the back of my neck, I just nodded to her question and raised my hand from my waist. I stroked up the inside of her leg, which was moist with perspiration, lifting up her dress and slowly getting closer to her pussy, which I hoped was still hairy.
“Why don’t we go inside?” My mum asked, “where the neighbours won’t see us?”
I nodded and followed her indoors, we went into my parent’s bedroom and she laid on the bed. As I watched, she spread her legs, the dress falling away and I finally saw my mum’s sweet cunt. It was just as hairy as I remembered it, and I could see that it was already getting wet.
“Take it off,” my mum hissed hurriedly, “come on.”
I frantically pulled all of my clothes off, it wasn’t sexy, but I wasn’t really too concerned about that. My hard cock sprung out of my boxers as I pulled them down and my mum’s mouth dropped, she smiled widely and beckoned me closer. I walked to the edge of the bed and stood awkwardly, my mum sat up and inspected my cock with her hands.
“It’s bigger than your dad’s,” she said cheekily, I wouldn’t admit that that actually made me happy.
“Take off your dress,” I moaned, giving up on any form of subtlety or doubt that may have been flowing through me, all I wanted now was to plant my cock into my mother’s wet cunt.

She sat up and pulled her dress off, her big tits, probably a D or DD at the very least, fell out onto her body. I watched in amazement, as my mum leaned in towards me and rubbed the tip of my cock of her lips.
“Do you want mummy to suck your cock?” She asked huskily, it was enough to nearly make me cum there and then.
I moaned a very hasty “yes” back, and watched in amazement as my mum’s thin lips parted, and the head of my cock slipped inside. I groaned loudly and gripped her short hair, nearly knocking her glasses off, my mum moaned back and I felt the vibrations reverberate up and down my cock. She cupped my balls and start to rock back and forth, fucking my rock-hard dick with her mouth. I gripped her shoulders tightly and had to resist the temptation to start face fucking her, I wanted nothing more than to shoot my cum into her soft, tight mouth.
Just as I was getting close, I pushed her back onto the bed, her mouth slipped off my cock and she fell onto her back. “Not yet,” I thought, wanting to save my cum for the time being.
I knelt on the floor between her legs and looked at her pussy gleefully. Through the dark hair I could see her pink lips, glistening with her juices, already swelling to accommodate me.
My mum groaned, “lick it,” she begged.
I didn’t need to be asked twice, I greedily buried my face in my mum’s cunt. Her warmth was amazing, I’d gone down on girls before but this seemed so much different. I stuck out my tongue and licked up her twat, sliding it slowly across her clit. I used my fingers to part her lips and looked at her clit, it was prominent and obvious, sticking out just waiting to be licked. I obliged, and ran my tongue back over it, my mum groaned loudly, just the noise of my mum groaning in pleasure was enough to get me off. I got faster with my lick, closing my mouth around her pussy and burying my nose in her hair. I felt my mum grip the back of my head, pushing me even further between her legs, she moaned loudly and bucked on my face.
“Oh god, oh god, oh yes honey!” She moaned, “make mummy cum, mmmm please!”
I licked as fast as I could, tasting her juices and having my face made wet by her cunt, she pushed me right into it, so that I could barely breath, and then with one almighty groan of pleasure she came on my face. She bucked heavily, grinding her clit against my tongue and I felt a little bit of her juices squirt into my mouth, it wasn’t very much, but it was noticeable.
I came up for air and my mum grabbed me, pulling me down on top of her, she grabbed my head in her hands and kissed me passionately. It was something I’d waited for for years, my mum tasting her own juices on my tongue. She kissed me like she’d kiss a lover, not her son, burying her tongue in my mouth and biting my lip as she pulled away.
“Fuck me,” she whispered bluntly, I didn’t need to be asked twice.
I lined up my cock and pushed it against her pussy, she groaned and it slid in. I grinned, probably inappropriately, but I was finally fucking my mum. Her pussy was tight around my cock, I could feel her gripping my length. I began to fuck her slowly, all the while watching her face, she had her eyes closed and her mouth open, little moans came out of it every time I thrust into her. Her big tits bounced up and down, I watched them in amazement, barely able to believe what was happening.
My mum grabbed my ass and started pushing me into her faster, I began to thrust heavily, she opened her eyes and stared at me.
“Come on,” she whispered, “come on lover, fuck me harder, please! Make me cum, come on, faster!” She whispered hurriedly, the pleasure taking over her face.
I propped myself up and fucked her with everything I had, my cock slamming in and out of her fat cunt, my balls slapping against her ass. My mum dug her nails into my back and screamed in pleasure, I felt her pussy grip my cock as she came, milking me desperately, trying to make me empty my balls into her.
I couldn’t take it any longer, I looked down at my mum and she seemed to get the message, she nodded quickly, “cum for me, cum on me!”
These last words pushed me over the edge, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and immediately a thick ribbon of cum shot across her plump belly and her huge tits. I grabbed my cock and jerked furiousily, spraying more and more over her, my mum held out her hands eagerly and licked them clean when my cum landed in them. After a good five or six huge shots of cum, I was finished, laying back exhaustedly.
“Well,” she laughed, “your dad doesn’t cum like that!”
I laughed, it was a surreal moment, as I watched my mum lick my cum off my fingers, I’d never been happier in my life.

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