I was 14 at the time that my Dad called me over to him and said ”John, your Mum has asked me to ask you not to masturbate onto the side of your bed sheet. It is rather hard to wash out after it has dried so much.” I was somewhat red faced but I said “Ok Dad.”

I denied myself a wank that night and it took longer than normal for me to fall asleep; and I still had a hard on. I woke up the next morning with a raging boner and couldn’t stop my hand from stroking up and down my 8 inch cock. It didn’t take long before I was desperate to blow my load. I couldn’t think of where to shoot it, so in my desperate hazy mind I ran into Mum’s bedroom, Dad was already at work, woke Mum up with the head of my cock swelling ready to burst forth in front of her face. She opened her eyes to see my cock staring her in the eye. “Mum, where do I cum, I’m desperate and the pressure is killing me?”

She could plainly see that I was gripping my cock stopping the flow of cum and I was in distress. She obviously didn’t want about a quarter of a pint of cum spraying all over her bedding so she brought her head forward and took my cock into her mouth. This was far too much for me and I let go of my cock, immediately flooding her mouth with my cum and I could see and hear her swallowing it. After I had finished shooting my wad my cock deflated slowly and I pulled it out of her mouth. “John, you should have used a tissue, mind you with that much cum it would have to be a huge tissue, it tasted nice too. If you get desperate again come to me,” she told me “now get dressed for school.”.

I got home from school and Mum was at the table in the kitchen rolling pastry. I called hello, put my school bag away and hung my jacket up. I walked up behind my Mum and put my arms around her in greeting. I was feeling very daring due to mum swallowing my cum that morning so I slid my hands up until I could feel the bottom of her breasts encased in her bra. “Mum, can I, please?” She took stock of the position of my hands and asked, “You want to feel my breasts? Why?” “Yes Mum, I am curious as to what they feel like as I am beginning to notice girls, so I would like some pointers on how to treat them.” I replied.

Mum thought for a few minutes and then nodded, “Ok then, go ahead.” So I slid my hands up onto her breasts and was disappointed, “Mum, they are so hard, it’s not what I expected.” “Oh,” she said, “that is because of my bra.” “But how can I get to know what they are like if you are wearing armour?” I exclaimed. “Clank, Clank.” I said as I tapped her breast with my knuckles. “Very funny,” she smiled.

Mum went quiet and I could see that she was debating with herself what to do, what to allow. “Ok,” she said, “Unzip my dress.” I did that, exposing her back and a rather wide bra strap. “Now, see where my bra is fastened?” “Here?” I asked pressing my finger onto what I thought the fastener was. “Yes, that’s it. Now, grip the strap both sides of the fastener and push your hands towards each other unhooking the fastener.” she instructed. I gripped the strap and pushed my hands towards each other. The elastic was stronger than I had thought it would be and I grunted a little at the effort. I found that there were three hooks and looked at them closely. “Are all bras fastened like this Mum?” “Yes John some only have one hook and for the very large and heavy breasted women, four.”

I pushed the straps to each side along with the back of her dress. I looked at her sides where the bra strap had been wrapped around her and saw the huge indentations which were redder than the surrounding flesh. “Wow Mum,” I said, rubbing my hands over the indentations, “doesn’t that hurt?” “Yes John,” she replied, “but you get used to it.

I started to rub one side of her back to try and smooth out the indentation. She groaned, “Oh, that’s nice,” she said, leaning on the table. I rubbed and kneaded one side for about three minutes and moved over to the other side repeating my actions. Both areas looked considerably better for the rub. “Oh, that feels so much better John, I’m glad I decided to allow your request now. Slide your hands round me both sides just as you did when you arrived but under my bra.” I did this and laid my cheek against her warm back. My hands slid around her and encountered two huge, to me, flesh globes. So I continued on and stroked all over them lightly and finding her hard nipples. “Mum, why are your nipples hard?” I asked. “That’s because they are very sensitive and even though you are my son it is a very sensual feeling, you stroking my breasts like that. When you get to this level with a girl, be just as gentle and caring as you are now.” she replied. “Now, take a gentle grip on each nipple and squeeze them slightly.” I did. “A little harder, yes, that’s it. Now roll the nipple between your fingers. Oohh, oohh, yes that’s just right, oh god I’m so wet.” I don’t think she meant me to hear those last five words.

By this time my hard on was getting painful, and I tried to ignore it. “Mum, now I know what they feel like and have an idea of how to handle them and I have seen pictures but it’s not like seeing the real thing.” I noticed that Mum’s dress had slipped half way off her shoulders. She stood up and turned round to face me. She allowed the shoulders of her dress to slip completely of her shoulders and continue down her body taking the bra with it. I was entranced, I was face to breast, and they were gorgeous.

I was only about two inches away from Mum’s right nipple and without thinking leant forward and latched onto the nipple. Mum groaned and put her hand at the back of my head in acceptance of the loving suckle that I was giving her. I transferred to her left nipple and got another groan from her. While I was occupied like this I undid my trousers and let them drop, then eased my undies over my painful cock. Being released, my cock felt very much better and not so painful.

I eased back from Mum’s nipple and stood up with a silly grin on my face. Mum looked down and saw my massive hard on, about 8 inches long and nearly two across. She gasped at the sight and said “Gracious John, I don’t like the colour of your penis, is it painful?” I nodded. “Come on then.” She picked her dress and bra up and I collected my trousers and undies. Mum led me upstairs and looking up I watched as her backside swung sideways as she ascended the stairs. I could easily see that between her legs, her knickers were soaking wet and I could see that there was some liquid running down the inside of her thigh. “Mum, did you have an accident? I can see liquid running down your leg.” “No, John,” she said, “that is my womanly juices that are to help lubricate me for sexual activity. Most men like the taste of them a lot.” “Taste?” I exclaimed, “men lick that up?” “Yes,” she asserted, “just like I swallowed your cum this morning, it had a nice taste.” I reach a hand forward and stroked a finger up Mum’s leg, collecting quite a bit of the liquid on my finger and transferred it to my mouth. It was lovely! I wanted more, so I scooped more up from her legs.

We got to her bedroom and she turned to me. “I can tell you liked the taste of my juices.” I nodded. “Ok then,” she stripped her knickers off and I caught sight for the first time of a triangular patch of golden brown hair where her legs joined onto her body. I looked up the whole length of my mum and realised she was rather lovely. Smooth skin , a very attractive face, a generous but not fat hourglass figure and wavy blonde hair down to her shoulders. She sat on the edge of the bed and parted her legs. “Right now John, I am going to teach you the parts of a woman’s body.” Her finger parted the hair and I could see a slightly pulsating pink area, “This is my pussy, a general word encompassing all that is there. These are my Major or outer Labia,” she started, pointing at the various parts as she spoke, “these are my minor or inner Labia, this swollen nub here is my clitoris and is VERY sensitive, this is my Uretha were my wee comes out of, and this is my Vagina where the juices, that you found you like, come from. It is also where you came from into this world. Do you want to taste them straight from the source?” “Oh, yes, what do I do?” I gasped.

“Just lick the full length of my inner Labia and you will get quite a lot, you can push your tongue into my Vagina where the juices are made.” I did as directed and my mouth was flooded with my Mum’s nectar, well I thought it was nectar, and I had to swallow several times, there was that much. Mum was moaning seriously while I was doing this, it must have felt very good for her, just as having my cock in her mouth felt very good for me. “Feel for my Clit John, lick it and the suck on it VERY gently.” I did as she said and her moans got much ‘more’. “Ok John, now I want you to stand; good, do the same actions with the head of your cock as you did with your tongue. Oh yes, just like that, another couple, aaahh yes. John, now I want you to put the head of your cock in my vagina. Yes, just like that. Now, push your cock all the way into my vagina. My God, that feels wonderful. Pull it out until the head is still inside me and push back in. Fantastic. Now, repeat that action, start slowly to get the feel of it and then speed up as you feel able to without your cock coming out entirely. It’s just like using your hand but you are using my vagina instead.”

I started to thrust in and out of my Mum’s vagina and it felt incredible. My cock was already primed for cumming so it didn’t take long for me to unload all my cum into my Mum’s vagina. “God, that felt so good.” Mum gasped. “Suck my nipples again John. You’re still hard so you can carry on thrusting please.” So, I sucked her nipples and thrust my cock in and out of her vagina. After about three minutes I felt my Mum’s internal muscles grip my cock and she let out some shouts and squeaks while her body trembled and shook. I continued thrusting and sucking, I was in heaven. I carried on for another ten minutes while Mum squeaked trembled and shook twice more. I then slammed my cock into her as far as I could and pulsed a load more cum into her. I just about collapsed on top of her, gasping like a fish out of water. My hands were automatically stroking her breasts and tweaking her nipples until my cock finally deflated and slipped out of her. I managed to stand on my wobbly legs and struggled round to sit on the edge of the bed beside her.

I looked at her pussy and saw my cum leaking out. I couldn’t let it get on the bedding and Mum was still flaked out so I knelt between her legs. She swallowed mine and hers is delicious so I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t suck my cum out of her. So I applied my mouth to her pussy and lapped up all the juices leaking out of her and they tasted ok, quite nice in fact.

The next morning after Dad went to work I rushed into Mum’s bedroom and before she could object my cock was deep inside her and my mouth was sucking her magnificent nipples. This was the pattern on every weekday that dad went to work and at the weekends if he went out I had her bent over the table or on the floor receiving more of my deposits. I nearly always licked her out afterwards; I got to like the taste very much. Mum also sucked me off quite often as well as she really enjoyed the taste of my cum.

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