“I’ve felt so horny for the last few months that every time I have caught sight of your cock in the mornings I kept imagining you fucking me stupid with it,” she confessed.
“Now I don’t have to imagine it and it was better than I thought it might be,” she added as she pulled me close and kissed me, “I’ll understand if you are too shocked to let this happen again and I will always cherish this moment.”
I saw tears begin to creep from the corner of her eyes. I kissed her face tasting her salty tears.
“Mum I do want to make love to you again,” I assured her.
“I suppose I am just confused as I’ve always assumed it was not right to lust after your own mother,” I tried to explain, “I fantasised about you when I have been wanking lately and every time you touched me I got hard. I didn’t dream you felt the same way.”
“Let’s just say you are helping your Dad out and learning a new skill,” she whispered, “I intend to teach you everything I have learnt from my lovers.”
We kissed and caressed each other without saying anymore then I laid her on her back and slipped inside her again. We made love once more this time slowly and with more control and as I neared my climax I withdrew and mum slid down the bed and squeezed my cock between her breasts for my first ever tit-wank.
After as we lay together Mum promised to show me more ways to please a woman and to tell more about her own experiences. She warned me that it made her horny when she spoke about past loves so I had better be prepared to service her needs, but that is another story.
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