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I was supposed to stay with my girlfriend that Friday night, we had gone to her house straight after school, done our homework had some dinner and watched the TV for an hour or two. Unfortunately, though we had one of those arguments couples have, an argument that starts out of nothing and neither will remember what its about or why it even started. The following morning both of us would be apologising but not even knowing who started it. I stormed out and began the short walk home, leaving my school bag behind, just grabbing my overnight bag.
The walk home only took a few minutes, but gave me plenty of time to think and worry was it all over. Sandi was my first love, then at fifteen its always love, or so they say, but to this day I still fondly remember the times we had and spent with each other. I vividly remember the very first time I saw her, our first day in high school and remember how pretty I thought she looked, her smile. The time in the gym a few days later, playing dodge ball I think, how we had ended up in a pile on top of each other, laughing hysterically. The first time we had kissed, my first real kiss, the first time I had touched her and felt her lovely soft breast. The first time I saw her naked and how my body had responded, how her body had responded to my mouth as I tasted her breasts for the first time, how her nipple hardened as I sucked gently on her. how her vagina responded to my first touch , how soft and smooth her skin was, the few but slight blemishes on her body, the tiny birth mark on her inner thigh, and the taste when I finally got the courage to go down on her, the wonderful taste as her pussy responded and dripped her juices on to my tongue. How we had sex for the first time and the pleasure we both realised on that occasion in her mom’s house. How her pubic hair had grown into a soft bush as she matured and how she then shaved it off, giving me a clearer view and smoother access.
Using every book and web site we could we researched and quickly learned about seduction and the effects a slow build up to sex had, how we could mutually raise our senses and bodily responses to the highest levels. We learned how tenderness and on the right occasion mild pain could be equally erotic, how our bodies could react so differently yet so similarly to stimuli. Admittedly most of our research was done on a couple of porn sites, but we used the videos to teach ourselves and each other about what we liked and enjoyed and this knowledge bringing both of us to a level of pleasure that I personally have only reached a handful of times with other partners. While I have never told any of my future partners the full extent of my relationship with Sandi, I have often been told that my sexual experience is well above most. I do believe that if it was for the economic recession and Sandi’s father having to move his family out of state to work, we would still be together. We are still in regular contact and although we both have our own lives now with different people, Sandi now has twins with her husband, on the couple of times our lives have let us meet up, we have stepped right back in time, straight back to the passion of that first year we had spent with each other.
When I got home, I had already messaged Sandi, saying sorry and that I loved her and would see her in the morning if she forgave me. Her immediate response of a love heart and a crying face emoji told me she was equally sorry and forgiving.
The house was in darkness, all the blinds pulled down, I went around the back and let my self in the kitchen door. The little alcove in the kitchen is the only separation in our open plan home. The bedrooms at the far end and even the bathroom all open onto the main living space. There were a number of candles lighting in the main room, and the large screen TV was on. Mom emerged from her bed room as I skulked in to the dark corner of the kitchen. I couldn’t see the TV from where I was, but the cheesy music of what ever was on sounded familiar. Dad was sitting on the large corner sofa. Mom crossed the room, wearing a short red satin robe, the shiny material barely covering her ass and the top of her thighs. As she approached the sofa, she pulled the cord on her robe, allowing it to fall open, showing dad what she was wearing underneath. I remembered something I had heard her say a few years ago, “No matter how bad things get, always buy the best lingerie you can, not only will it fit better but will make you look and feel better, if you look sexy you will feel sexy, and your partner will be much happier” this seemed to be a mantra she lived by, I guessed it was her French heritage, as over the years French women have always dressed to impress. On the many occasions I had searched her drawers I had always felt a slight pang of jealousy at her selection of lingerie. She was wearing black lingerie under her robe, the bra was sheer with an embroidered rose on one cup, the other cup being virtually see through. the matching panties had the same rose, covering one side of the sheer material, from close up I guessed dad could see straight through the fine material, straight through to her pussy. She also wore hold up lace stockings and stiletto heels, the lace tops of the stockings sitting about three quarters of the way up her thighs, the stockings and heels giving her legs a sexy shape and look. She opened the robe and shrugged her shoulders allowing it drop to the floor. The climbing on to the sofa, she moved in to dad, resting her head on his chest.
On the TV the dialogue had started as she kissed dad’s neck, opening the buttons of his shirt, and kissing her way down to his bare chest. His eyes were glued on the screen and every few minutes mom would raise her head to take in the action on the TV. A woman’s voice on the TV was talking, “Your mom asked me to come over, she said I might be able to help you, have you never even kissed a woman?” the question asked told me the film they were watching was a porn movie. OMG mom and dad watching porn, and it must be lesbian porn – have you ever even kissed a woman?. The dialogue continued, the other actress had never kissed a woman, until now. She had never felt another woman’s breasts either. I could only guess that an older woman with huge fake breasts and a young starlet were stripping each other. Soon one of the actresses was having a loud orgasm and begging for more from her mentor.
Mom had dad’s shirt fully open, and then she undid the button of his pants, tugging then off as he barely raised his hips, she reached inside his boxers and his cock popped out, fully erect, she wrapped her hand around it, stroking him as he continued to watch the screen as if she wasn’t even there. She moved down and then I watched as she wrapped her lips around his hard meat. Her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on his cock. the blow job was noisy as her saliva coated his manhood. There had been several orgasms on the screen when dad pushed mom off his cock. his penis looked like it was straining and ready to burst.
He stood up, his penis looked quiet large, and stood up straight and hard. He turned mom on to her stomach and pulled her hips up so she was kneeling in front of him. Then he pulled her panties down, nearly tearing the fine material in the process. He positioned himself right behind her and pushed his cock into her. she groaned, it didn’t seem to be an erotic groan, nearly a painful one?. But dad was humping her. his body pounding against her, his thighs and balls slapping against her ass. If I had counted I would guess he had pumped her pussy only about six or seven times when he let out a loud shout of “Oh Yeah!” then he pulled out of her. “Wow that was amazing” he said “I think I will go to bed now”
He had cum, he was satiated yet I guessed she was probably not even started, he had paid no attention to her or her needs, and at the best had left her wanting an orgasm but with no assistance from him, if she was going to cum she would have to do it herself. I could feel the disappointment from my hiding place.
She turned back around pulling her panties back up from her knees, the second scene had begun, as dad closed their bedroom door behind him, his clothes still in a pile on the floor, his socks still firmly on his feet. Mom’s breathing was perfectly normal, I could get no sign of her having had any satisfaction from him.
My bag fell from my shoulder, I had been afraid to move from the moment I had come through the door. “Who’s there” Mom asked.
“Its only me, just home”
“Oh Belle, I thought you were staying over in Sandi’s tonight”
“We had an argument, it was stupid and I stormed out, but it will be ok”. I had stepped out into the kitchen and made my way over to the sofa, “What are you watching?” I asked.
“Oh just something your dad had on”
“Mom, that’s porn” a young starlet was pulling the clothes off a supposedly shy older woman, and was beginning to eat her pussy.
“Well he thought it would be hot to watch this together, you know a turn on!”
“Ha, looking at your clothes, did he get lucky?” I laughed, she did too.
“Lucky? That’s relative, I guess he did, but that’s what being married can be about, tell me about the argument,” she asked changing the subject.
“Oh it was silly, something about too much chilli on her pizza, but she texted me on the way home and its cool already.” I was sitting beside her, she reached out and put her arm around me, to hug me. Her arm pulling me into her chest. My head resting on the pillow of her breasts, her perfume filling my nostrils and her soft skin against my cheek. I could feel the fine soft material of her bra against my skin, the material of the non-embroidered cup doing nothing to hide the slight hardness of her nipple from this close range. I could smell the musty scent emanating from her vagina, the scent that I loved from Sandi’s pussy, seemed to be reaching my nose, and I guess the addition of dad’s cum. She pulled me tight against her.
“So mom, tell me did you get lucky?”
“Now Belle that’s about a bit too personal”
“Well you said dad got lucky, and looking at your hot lingerie, I hope you did too.” She smiled. “Did my mom have multiple orgasms?” I laughed making a joke from my question allowing her the option of an answer, an answer that I already knew, or she could just laugh it off.
“One orgasm would have been enough!, but I guess your dad does come from a different era”
“You are not that old?”
“Only 35, but …… I don’t know?”
“He’ll probably call you into his bed and satisfy you all night” we both laughed.
“As you get older you will realise satisfaction isn’t possible every time, any way he is probably snoring by now.”
“But mom, sex should be mutual, not just one sided, when me and Sandi ……” shit I had said too much, I wasn’t sure if she really knew how close me and Sandi were, if she had guessed how far we may have gone together, had I just come out to my mom?
“Its ok Belle, a mother always knows, she knows instinctively about her daughters love life and even her lovers. Once you are happy, whoever you are with, I will be happy, if you are gay or straight that’s cool. Mind you I wouldn’t tell your dad, I don’t think he’s ready for a lesbian daughter, if he’s not ready to finish what he started with his wife after all these years, we might just leave it to lesbian porn and not lesbian reality, well until the right time comes.”
I looked up at her there was a happiness in her smile as she looked down on me, yet I could sense the sadness when she talked about her own relationship. She pulled me back in our hug, I pursed my lips and kissed her gently, just on her cleavage, as a daughter would on her mother’s cheek, but the only part of her body I could reach. The tenderness of my soft kiss seemed to have an effect on her, she let out a deep breath, her chest heaved in reaction, and I’d swear I saw her nipple harden almost immediately.
I had never thought of my mom in any sexual way, and I was not trying to seduce her, my kiss just seemed like the normal thing to do, a kiss to tell her I was there, that I loved her, that she was my mom. Her reaction though I guessed was just due to the frustration she had experienced only a few minutes before.
I felt her hand on my head, and ran my own hand around her stomach, her skin was warm and smooth to touch. I pulled away, and sat up on the sofa, I turned to kiss her cheek, but she turned at the same time and our mouths met. The kiss was brief and glancing but we both froze, not in fear rather in anticipation. Mom placed her two hands on my cheeks, cupping my face and pulled me towards her. I waited to see what she would do. She pressed her lips against mine again, softly, her lips resting on mine for several seconds. I waited not responding, then her kiss felt a little harder on my lips, she let out a slight moan, my lips responded, and I could feel her breath deepen against my mouth. Her kiss was soft yet full of sensuality, yet there was a sense of inexperience or nervousness from her. I opened my mouth slightly, sticking my tongue out, brushing her lips, tasting her lipstick, her response was rapid, as if she had been waiting for her queue, her tongue was in my mouth dancing with my own, her breathing getting harder, I could feel her chest rising and falling as we kissed. Her hands began exploring my body, through my clothes. I caressed her skin, running my short nails along her flesh, scratching her skin gently. I put my hand around her back and unhooked her bra. I could feel her breasts freeing, but our close proximity kept her bra between us. I waited, waiting for her reaction, waiting to see how far she wanted to go.
I felt her shoulders move, her bra straps falling off, she shrugged and a slight movement from me and mom was topless. I bent down, her bare breasts were untanned, the dark pink circles around her nipples, her nipples were already standing erect. I leaned in, placing a kiss on first one nipple then the second, cupping one breast in my hand, I sucked gently on her nipple. I could feel it expand against my tongue. I pulled gently on her other nipple, pinching it slightly in contrast to my soft kissing and suckling of the other. Her nipples were really sensitive and her breathing and moaning were getting more audible as I sucked.
I let go of her breasts and moved my mouth down her stomach, giving her skin soft butterfly kisses as I worked my way down her body. I moved between her legs, her thighs spread to welcome me, her hands on my head as I planted numerous small kisses on her thighs, slowly moving upwards towards her panties. Her pussy was wet, I could smell her juices fill the air as they leaked from inside her. I wanted to gobble up her pussy, tear her panties off and suck her juices as I tongue fucked her, but this was a time for sensuality and taking my time. I planted a kiss on the waistband of her panties, she gasped, then I kissed the soft fine triangle of material that covered her pubic mound. Her body was shaking as if she was having a mini orgasm already.
I hooked my fingers into the waist band of her panties, they were damp, she immediately lifted her hips off the sofa, the fine material slipped off her easily. Her vagina was bare and freed. I took a minute to admire her pussy, her lips looked a little puffy, then if she was bordering on orgasm that would explain that. She had a neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair on her pubic mound, black matching her natural hair colour, but around her vagina was clean shaven. Her labia appeared open and copious amounts of juices glistened as they virtually poured from inside her. she had the perfect pussy for any girl to go down on, any man I presume too. I allowed my hot breath escape towards her waiting womanhood. She squirmed, I placed a tiny kiss on her labia, tasting her juices. There was a slight salty tangy taste at first and as I began to suck I realised it was the remnants of dad’s cum inside her. the flavour quickly changed as her juices cleaned out his remains. As I kissed and licked she was gripping me with her thighs, holding my face in her pussy. I moved up, her clit was poking out from its tiny hood, the inviting pinkness begging to be taken. I flicked it gently with my tongue, and she let out a loud moan.
“Oh, fuck I’m cumming, that’s amazing, I’m cummmming”
I closed my lips over her clit and sucked gently, her orgasm rising and falling as I sucked and let go of her womanly erection. For several minutes she must have been in a constant state of orgasm, her delicious juices coating my tongue, filling my mouth and covering my face. I slurped as much of her cum down my throat as I could without letting off her clitoris. She finally begged me to stop, her body nearly numb from cumming for so long.
We hadn’t spoken, I was still fully dressed, my head resting between her thighs. Slowly she was regaining her feeling as her body recovered from the immense orgasm she had. Her pussy juices had soaked the sofa, her stockings, one had rolled down her leg, the other was soaked with her love juices. Her stomach and breathing slowly returned to normality.
“Oh god, nobody has got me off in years, never mind bringing me to an orgasm anything close to as intense as that, your mouth is amazing”
I moved up and kissed her mouth, she could taste her own juices from my mouth, and she seemed to enjoying the flavour, her tongue licking not only my mouth but face also. She began unbuttoning my shirt, stopping after nearly every button to check that I was ok with it. When she had my shirt off, I sensed her nervousness, I released my bra and pulled it off. Her eyes pierced my own as she leaned forward, her first kiss on my breast was tentative but it was quickly followed by several others. Slowly she was growing with confidence, she placed a kiss on one of nipples, I felt it rise slightly, then she gently sucked. I moaned to let her know I was enjoying her mouth on my breast. Her mouth felt inexperienced, but the erotic situation and her growing confidence were soon turning me on. Her hand had rested on my leg, I could feel her moving up my thighs, caressing the back of my legs as she reached up under my denim skirt. I lifted my leg, allowing her access to the full length of my leg, her hand snaked up, finally resting on my ass. I could feel hand caressing me through my cotton panties, I could also feel the warm wet sensation begin to build between my legs.
She broke away from my breast and began kissing my mouth, her face always looking for signs that she was doing things right. I made sure she knew I was enjoying her, my sounds were maybe a bit more exaggerated than normal, but this assured her, it was obviously her first time with a woman. She moved her hands between my thighs, I could feel her finger brush against my crotch, tracing the line of my labia. Even with her inexperience and her fear of the unknown, I could feel my body responding, I was getting real turned on. I wanted her to finger me, but held back allowing her explore as she moved around my body. Her kiss was growing in intensity when she finally tried to pull my skirt down. I opened the zipper and helped her pull my skirt off, then she pulled my panties off. Like Sandi, my pussy was shaved, and mom took a few minutes just looking at my bare pussy. Eventually she leaned over and kissed my pussy for the first time. she made me giggle when she said “Oh that tastes quite good” her mouth was now enclosing my pussy. She began to kiss then suck on my pussy, I could feel her thumb on my clit, as she finally pressed her tongue between my labia. Her mouth felt warm as she prodded me with her tongue, and the slow build up had been slowly bringing me towards the need for sexual gratification. Mom was now greedily sucking my juices, lapping them up, she moved her mouth up to my overly sensitive clit, her tongue flicking my little bud. Then I felt her finger poke at my pussy, slowly entering my love tunnel.
I began to cum, she fingered me as I orgasmed, speeding up in response to my bodies convulsions. I could feel her finger exploring the inside of my pussy, as I came on her hand. I bit my lip to stop me from screaming, but the loud whimper I let out made her stop. She looked nearly panicked, then a huge grin and a look of pride came across her face when she realised she had made me cum.
I would have wished that she hadn’t stopped, my body is very orgasmic and I love to cum multiple times, I love when my partner keeps control of my orgasm, allowing to rise and fall at their own whim. I thought hopefully this was the first and there would be many more to follow.
We kissed for a minute, then the film on the screen seemed to be coming to an end, a young blonde actress saying, “Oh mom, thank you, I’ve never cum so good with any guy” both of us laughed as the film had mirrored our own love making. Mom turned off the TV.
“Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight mom?” I asked.
“Maybe not all night, but it would be nice to cuddle after that, if that’s ok with you”
Minutes later we were climbing under the covers of my small bed, our bodies held tightly together. “Mom, was what you said true, you know about nobody bringing you to orgasm like that”
“I really love your dad, but I suppose he has always been selfish, particularly in bed, so mostly it is me that brings on my own orgasm, usually after he has turned over and is snoring”
I pulled her into me, a sadness in her voice, we kissed, the kiss was slow and sensual, she felt a lot more confident as our kiss progressed, her tongue more free and her hands exploring my body. I shifted around on the bed straddling above her face, my own face between her legs, as I closed my mouth over her pussy I could feel her tongue and mouth exploring my own. Her hands feeling and grabbing my ass, pulling my pussy down on her mouth. In the 69 position, I was able to suck on her clit, and insert first one finger then a second into her pussy. Her pussy was already soaking as my fingers slipped in and out. I brought her close to orgasm, having learned her signals on the sofa, I could feel when her body was just on the edge of cumming.
I had realised mom needed to cum, and probably cum a number of times, and made a decision that for tonight I would be willing to miss on my own orgasms as long as she was fully satisfied. There would be plenty of time later to cum and as her experience grew I knew she would make me cum many thousands of times.
I climbed off her face, then leaning on her pussy mound, I matched my pussy to hers, i began grinding her pussy, a position Sandi and I always enjoyed, a position that with a bit of practice and experience often brought us both to orgasm. I could tell that mom was enjoying the feeling, as our pussies rubbed against each other. I was leaning on her chest, her breasts in the palm of my hand, she was tugging at my one breast that she could reach, trying to pinch my nipple. Suddenly she let out a moan, and I felt her pussy spasm against my own. A flood of her juices streamed out, soaking my pussy and my bed. She continued to cum for a number of minutes before I climbed off her. I kneeled on the floor, pulling her towards me, planting my mouth on to her pussy, lapping up her fantastic juices, every so often flicking her clit with my tongue, trying to keep her orgasm going. I pushed my fingers back into her pussy, feeling the spasms continue, her juices soaking her internal tube. Lifting my fingers in a “come here” motion I could feel the soft walnut mound in side her pussy, her G spot. I rubbed on the soft rough patch of nerve endings and with a shout I felt her pussy clamp down on my hand, her body went into a major spasm as she thrashed around the bed. Her thighs clamped closed, her legs nearly taking my head off as she had kicked out, my hand now imprisoned inside her pussy, only my fingers able to move, each movement of them bringing her to further orgasms. She had been cumming for nearly ten minutes I think, whether it had been one long orgasm or many multiple orgasms I couldn’t tell.
By the time she released my hand from her pussy, she was barely able to breath, she wasn’t even able to speak, and just spewed out a lot of inaudible noises that I guess were supposed to be words.
It was at least half an hour before she could make sense talking. Her body was so spent even the slightest touch from me seemed to be nearly uncomfortable to her. “Oh god I have never cum like that before, never experienced anything so erotic or satisfying, my whole body is still tingling, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to make love again, particularly not to your father.”
“Any time I can help mom, just call, that was amazing.” Mom had her arms wrapped around me, our naked bodies still entwined. She had taken off her lace top stockings at some stage and they were lying on my pillow beside me, mom’s head was on my chest, her make up had rubbed off here a long time ago, probably from my cum as she sucked me out, her hair was a mess, matted to her scalp with her sweat. I realised it was the first time I had ever seen my mom in such a state, even getting out of a swimming pool, she usually looks almost perfect, her hair and her make up. But at this moment she looked her sexiest. I had only cum once, she must have cum a dozen times, but I felt satisfied, normally I would be multi-orgasmic, but I felt fulfilled, happy that she was fully satiated.
She leaned up on her elbows, and kissed me gently on the lips, her kiss was soft and loving. She picked up one of the lace top stockings from the pillow and got up on her knees. Then mom took my arm, wrapping the stocking around my wrist, she tied it to the bedhead. She took the other stocking and tied my other hand up. The knots were loose and the knobs on the bed head were not exactly securing points, but it felt erotic to be tied up to be completely in her power. I lay flat, stretched out as if unable to move. Mom began kissing my neck, I felt powerless which was having a real positive effect on me. She was sucking and nibbling on my neck and shoulders, her tongue pressing into my shoulder blade, which I have always found sexy. Her kisses moved down on to my chest, slowly. She was taking her time, which was heightening the pleasure I was feeling. I knew her lips would soon reach my breasts, my nipples, my tender sensitive nipples. I craved her mouth on my nipples, her tongue, her sucking lips, but she was taking so much time, I was on the verge of begging, but when I tried to speak she put her finger on my lips to silence me. After maybe fifteen of twenty minutes, she eventually kissed my breast, it felt like an electric shock, as her lips and tongue finally began to pleasure my mammary glands. My nipples were straining from my firm breasts, and were as sensitive as I have ever felt them. I felt like I would cum quickly, just by her orally pleasuring my breasts. As I thought I might cum, she moved off my breasts and at the same slow speed, moved down my stomach, it had been nearly an hour since she had tied me up, before she finally reached my pussy.
She was between my legs, my knees were off the bed and spread wide, sucking and nibbling on my clit, as I looked down my body I could see her piercing brown eyes staring up at me, her look was one of pure passion. It is probably the most erotic view a girl can get, a beautiful woman’s head looking from between her thighs as she tongues you out. This is the view and reason I think guys love blow jobs, if I ever find out I will let you know. Her tongue brought me to a shattering orgasm within minutes, flicking my hard clit, I felt wave after wave of cum rushing through my body, the sounds of her drinking my cum juice adding to the pleasure of my orgasm.
My orgasm had only started to subsid when she reached up over my head and released the stockings from my wrists, freeing me. She put her hands around my waist and twisted my body so I was now lying on my front. My face was buried in the pillow, my breasts crushing into the mattress. She pulled my hips upwards so my ass was in the air, I could feel her moving around behind me. I felt a little kiss on my thighs, then numerous more as she explored my body with her tongue. She was placing tiny kisses on my but cheeks, alternating with little sucks, my body was reaching erotic sensations I don’t think I’ve reached since. Every movement of her mouth sent messages through my nervous system, she finally reached my pussy, her tongue sliding easily in my prone position. I knew she would make me cum again, but she was making sure my orgasm would be one I would definitely remember. Her tongue prodded my pussy, a tongue fucking that was slow and as horny as hell. She must have known when I was close to cumming, she pulled out of my pussy, her tongue flicking over my perineum. I felt her hands parting my butt cheeks, pulling them apart, making room. Then without warning, her tongue entered my anus. It was something I had never even fantasised about, but now my anal virginity was gone. Her hot wet tongue inside my ass, she reached around and her thumb found my clit. She tongue fucked my ass and rubbed my clit till I had a crashing orgasm, my whole body shaking, I felt like my full weight was being supported by her tongue. I felt like I had been cumming for several minutes before she pulled her tongue out, and then pushed two fingers into my pussy, bringing me to a final vaginal orgasm.
By the time I collapsed on the bed, we were both truly fucked.
I got married eventually, when they made it legal in our state, I still see mom regularly, especially when dad has frustrated her. I did tell my wife abut my first night with mom, she was so turned on, she suggested writing this story, and she is hoping that I can get mom to stay over with both of us! Maybe soon?