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It was some time after the loss of my wife that I received a long letter from Jay, she didn’t know of the passing of Kelly and I replied to her explain that my wife had gone to the shrine suffering from the terminal illness and had not returned, though I had been informed that she had passed away.
Such was Kelly`s bold face when they visited neither of the couple, not mother or son, had had any inkling she was unwell, so it was a real shock for them both. Anyway, I received a condolence card from Jay, and after a few weeks Tony sent me a very long letter, it rambled a bit, but I was so taken with what was said that I reproduce it here as it was so touching, and Kerry would have loved it I am sure.
Dear Peter,
Well, where to start, perhaps at the beginning when dad passed away, when I was 5, my mum never really took to another man at least during my formative years, at least that I saw perhaps we couldn’t afford a baby sitter, who knows, either way until uncle Dennis came along when I was 12 there was no-one, that’s Dennis your driver of course and he only visited perhaps every month or two and then only for the odd weekend. His visit was always looked forward too, as he would take mum out on the Saturday night, and would be in bed with her next morning
He would go off home or wherever on Sunday afternoon and mum would be sad to see him go, but be a lot happier for a while, so I was always happy to see him visit..
Now I personally was a shy k** anyway, each time teacher, at school, a lady in her 40`s, spoke to me I would blush, we were an all boy class, so girls were not a problem, and other than mum, other than shop assistants I never spoke to females at all, and shop assistants, tended to be busy so it was a case of dump the item on the counter, throw the cash, snatch whatever it was and go…
Anyway, at school I moved class, and this one was mixed, and I was so shy I developed a stammer, the boys called me `Dumbo’ and the girls avoided me due to my stammer, and my blushes, me becoming tongue tied if I had to work with any of the girls. It was chronic.
It was so bad I deliberately avoided school on the day I knew we had sex classes, no way was I going to be there with those girls as we discussed …sex… in any way, my mum was too shy herself to even broach the subject, so other than seeing a few health and fitness mags I knew nothing though like all boys I had raided the laundry basket, and sneaked a glimpse of mum once or twice though it was always just a glimp`s and only once did I see her nipples. I wanted oh so much to possess my mother, fantasised that she was my wife, and she would teach me all about the strange bunch that are women, and about sex and so on.
Thus, by the time Dennis visited and offered us, mum and me, a holiday at his bosses’ place, your house… which we could never have afforded to visit, in fact we hadn’t been on holiday since dad passed away due to lack of money.
He must have chatted to my mum when they were out or in bed and arranged it all, though I was less than happy. He explained where the place was, and said there was only a house-keeper, [who I assumed would be frumpy and 50 plus and I reckoned I might just about cope] but he didn’t mention Kelly at all, and I thought you and her would be away though he described you well and I knew him fairly well, it was the mention of a private pool that really swung it.
We got the train it was a plodding journey, and as you know Dennis collected us from that station about 3ish., he parked the car at the house and took our bags into the kitchen where we met the housekeeper, Dennis introducing her as Nan, she was gorgeous, and bells rang in the `beware woman’ area of my brain!
She served tea and cakes, and chatted to mum, realising that she was dealing with a gangling red haired, youth of 6 foot, who was blushing like a tomato and stuttering like a bloody machine gun if she spoke to him, even to ask if he wanted cakes, I suspect now Dennis had pre-warned her, and probably Kelly and you, but then I had no idea, and luckily, she ignored my problems.
Then you and Kelly appeared and were introduced, my red face and handshake with Kelly was almost as much as I could manage and your wife`s blue eyes and blond hair was welcoming, but her body, short, and shapely, caused my rod, to stiffen and I sat rapidly to cover my stiffness and embarrassment
You asked about my hobbies which was a help, and you hating ball games as I did was also an ice -breaker luckily.
You, telling us we were most welcome and that I could swim anytime was a great help too.
Kelly asked if I was a good swimmer and I managed over a second or two to explain I could swim fairly well.
She explained that both she and Nan swam daily, which thought had my tool stiffening still more especially when she asked if I had a swim suit with me saying she dint use one… which nearly blew my mind “Still, as your here perhaps I shall make an exception,” I nearly choked, and she smiled, and I must say, she was beautiful! I don’t know how much of the story you know, some was on the DYD, but I will explain what happened from my point of view.
my Mum explained about the accident that took my dad all those years back. Kelly realising it was upsetting me talking about dad, so she sent Nan “to show me the pool as I was obviously keen to see it!”
Mum raised her eyebrows and encouraged me, and I found myself alone with this very attractive housekeeper who led me to the pool, said “it was 8 feet the deep end!” it looked about 30 or 40 feet long and was about 15 wide, all lit by underwater lights, and totally enclosed, to me it was magic, however the presence of the lady was still disconcerting as like most women I was sure she was going to want to chat, and to ask questions something I was then loath to do, unless forced. True to form she asked if I had a girlfriend, but blushing I shook my head, so she asked if he would be swimming soon to which I nodded but said nothing.
Realising I was not going to chat, she led me back to the room mum and I were to stay in. You were all there, showing mum round, but you soon left us to unpack and settle in. mum and I were soon in swimsuits and I led her to the pool, which she liked, swimming and playing for a while which I thought great.
We were soon joined by Kelly who just swam for a while up and down.
She chatted a bit with mum, until mum decided she had had enough, and hauled herself out. Kelly asked me to stay and swim with her and it seemed bad manners to just get out so with encouragement from mum I did stay, mum going off to change. We swam together and splashed at one another for best part of an hour till I was chatting to her a little, she was very persuasive. We rested on the middle steps for a woman she was very easy to talk to and she asked about my love life which I stammered that I didn’t have!
Kelly laughed at that and said a good-looking lad like me should have no problems and I should not miss out! I stammered out that I was shy and knew nothing about girls, to which she said, “did I not have much contact with girls or women then?”
“they scared me a bit” I told her, so she asked why I was scared of women then? She was a woman, or there was my mum, which threw me a little, and as usual I blushed once more before saying that mums are mums and that my mum was not the same as other girls…
She asked if I trusted her? Saying “I was managing to talk to her and she was not that scary, was she?” I was hesitant but blushing and said, “well your different, you own the pool and have been kind to mum and me” She regarded me for a second, with her head cocked to one side apparently draining her ear, then asked if he had ever kissed a girl or woman other than my mother. I said Well there was Aunts, but she laughed at that, saying that “they don’t really count do they,” which was true, so she asked if I had ever wanted to really kiss a girl or woman, and that had me hesitating, so she asked “if she was to kiss me would I run off?”
Then she grabbed my wrists and pulled me to her which sent me even more red as I fell forward a bit against her chest but before I could dodge her she kissed me, and it was fantastic, I must say! “Look” she said in her authoritive voice, while holding on to me and looking up at me with her breasts heaving, “they are tits, get used to them, all women have them, have you never seen your mothers?” I stuttered I had caught a glance of her top a while back, but quickly said, “I wasn’t spying or anything” though I don’t think she believed me and said she was sure I wouldn`t be spying, but did I not often wonder about women?”
“of course, but it`s just not easy if you were blusher and stammerer like I am getting a girl to talk never mind show me, even her top!”
Kelly never having released my wrists, kissed me again, this time a long, slow and deep kiss then saying “would it help if I showed you then just as a secret between just us?” too bloody right… but my voice just wouldn’t work so I nodded, we swam or at least she swam and I was towed along to the far steps in the shallows where she sat herself on the curved lower step, the water lapping at her chin and I floating on my belly, to hide an the best stiffee I had so far ever had!
She asked me about my mother and my fantasies of her, saying that most boys do have those fantasies as they feel safe with mothers.
I was amazed that she understood; I said I was in love with her, we had lived together in everything but sharing her bed and I desperately wanted to go further.
Kelly smiled, then asked me if I had told my mother of my feelings? To which I went very red and stammered “how?” It took forever to explain that I was scared of spoiling what I had then I blurted there was also the question of this sex thingy, I just don’t, want to be the dummy who doesn`t know, but I missed the lesson at school, we were both too shy to talk about anything!” Kelly bent forward, kissed me, then she said, “if she could arrange to teach you and then talk to your mum for you would you trust me?” haltingly I said, she was so kind and understanding I would.”
She said that “this week then, I can be your girl-friend, I will sort that with my Peter and your mum, so it won`t be a problem ls that ok?” Wow yeah, who wouldn’t, she said, we could talk properly later then said a promise is a promise, so you can have a feel of my breasts now. WoW l was in like a rat up a drain!
Her nipple instantly stiffening to my touch as I in my haste forgot where I was and let go of the rail, and rapidly sank. My dick was like a bar, and as I stood up to prevent me drowning she looked down at it, smiled and said, “he`s nice, I shall look forward to meeting him later”
Then we got out and went to change for tea. We all met at the table, sat to our evening meal together, all fully dressed, eating together apparently a tradition in this home,
Kelly announced; “that she had swum with young Tony this afternoon and wanted to take him as an impromptu boyfriend swimming partner for training and she wanted you Peter to“go hang your coat somewhere else as she wanted me round the clock” …she was laughing as she did, so I took it was said more as a joke, though you did it and I thank you for it from the bottom of my heart, it changed my life.
Mum embarrassed me a bit at the table but to my surprise she didn’t object to me sharing a room with your fantastic blonde wife. I suspect now she knew, but then I was surprised. Dennis decided he was taking mum out and I felt a bit pissed at that as I wanted to keep her for myself!
Dennis if you remember said I should be grateful and he would return her undamaged, Kelly winking at me, so I let it drop, retreating with mum who sorted my clothing to wear, gave me a lecture about manners, then showered and dressed in the attached bathroom emerging from there dressed before in reply to the tap on the door she, going off with Dennis wishing me good luck as she swept out.
Tapping on Kelly`s door I was full of butterfly`s belive me. she called me in and I found her d****d on the couch, dressed in the tweedy two-piece suit she had worn to the meal.
She mentioned the little flare of jealousy about Dennis taking mum out at the meal and she of course was right,
She would teach me she said, all about women and I could talk to mum myself then perhaps I would find she felt the same way if that was really what I wanted,”
She said though I was to prove I trusted her and strip off, well you’ve seen the DVD`s, I didn’t know we were on camera and as you know the film began when I started to unbutton her jacket we did that and she let me strip her which was a fantasy, belive me I will never forget seeing her fantastic tits naked for that first time, or when I finally got her knickers off, wow, that was beyond words, I came near to fainting it was so fantastic.
I will admit, the garter belt had me a bit foxed and come to think of it the bra too, but with her help we sorted it. And of-course I picked the bra over the panties when I had the choice, but well, I thought better a bird in the hand than a place I had not explored. And then bloody hell, she let me free all night to finger and tongue her body, it was a lovely long night, though there was, only a few minutes of that on the film you sent me.
Her first orgasm too, that had me worried I can tell you, but I`ve got over that now.
Well it was a long night, I must have dozed off in the end I know when I woke she was snoring like mum does and my finger was still up inside her which was great, we showered together, and it was great fun, but we dressed in dressing gowns for breakfast and went to the kitchen together, me feeling fantastic and itching to get her back into her bed.
She made me go swimming again this time both naked, my dick like a rudder it was so stiff, then together we returned to her bed, the next bit you have on that film, god it was good, she was warm and wet round my dick, I know I wasn’t big back then, exercise and practise has filled me out and added a bit since then, but she reacted like she loved it and it was superb, memorable fantastic and beyond words. She made me feel like who knows, my confidence was raised 1000% and we, well I really, managed to do it three times before I collapsed exhausted, she had managed a few orgasms, not huge ones I now know but enough for me to feel terrific.
Nan appeared with coffee, I needed it belive me, but I felt so; wow…
She told Nan to come back and to let me have her body that very afternoon…. Bloody hell, I fancied her rotten too, but would I be good enough for her? I decided to try, and she was back at 2pm dressed in a black basque and the thong that now adorns my bed knob, god she`s a beauty, Kelly and her, were just …wow…Nan confirmed the impression Kelly had given me and I could have walked on air when she left me.
At tea that evening Kelly asked if I had enjoyed the afternoon, two days before I would have died of deep embarrassment, now I just said I had learned a lot thanks to her, and Nan which was great and made them blush, Mum said that I was no longer stammering, and that was something she had despaired of ever seeing., and Kelly said that I could have both her and Nan as well that night as I had done so well.
If I thought one on of them on her own was fantastic, my god two was beyond words… Kelly as the film shows let me have her backside, Nan easing my dick in to her friend and boss which was beyond words.
We slept in a lump close up, I must say having “cum” so much even as a young lad I was exhausted! I slept like a rock. At breakfast mum was tired out too and I take it you and Dennis had worked on her most of the night. We all swam to revitalise ourselves, this time in costumes again, so I still didn’t get to see my mum`s tits even then!
That afternoon we all sat and chatted, and unless you have been a bloke who stammered, you won`t understand what a joy it was to only have the odd word stick in my mouth now and then.
One of the subjects was i****t, a word I had never come across till then, mum explaining it to me when I looked blank, we went on to virginity and I said I had lost mine this week to two of the nicest ladies I know, which raised a cheer, then I think it was Dennis who asked, if I had any ambitions sexually to enjoy yet now I was not so shy?
I said, that I wanted my mum if she would do me that honour, but not just for a one night stand I wanted her as my partner from now on. She blushed looked around her and said, only if I kept looking for a girlfriend of my own age, and she would love too.
Wow…. Kelly winked at me I will always remember her cheeky wink, as she said, “see!”
Then the chat moved on, and drink was passed about which I was not used too, so I was soon asleep and suffering from a head next morning. Mum had by then decided to take me home saying she wanted me in her own bed to enjoy me, though I think the drinks was the final straw for her, as dad loved a lot of drink and she`s always had a thing about it.
Whatever the reason, Dennis being still overhung, you were kind enough to have a car take us home.
Parting with those two ladies for me was hard, but I had mum to look forward to, and the rest of my life, so it was with mixed feelings we left. And knowing what I know now, that I would never see her again, I would have phoned at least Kelly before the end, or come back to say goodbye and thank you, and I bitterly regret now that I have not done so.
We got home that night, the car dropping us off as the sun was going down. We didn’t much care, we had hardly spoken, that welsh driver being present! But we both knew that I was cured of my shyness and mum she said...she was “oh so pleased to have me as a man not a stuttering boy!” We fed on fish and chips from the local shop on the corner and sat round the fire eating, neither of us wanting to take the lead, fortunately as a neighbour soon “popping in” (he`s a long-term friend in his 60`s and our keyholder and saw the light on,) we were forced to wait and to be polite! But we both knew we were itching to enjoy our new freedom and have one another.
Luckily, we had drunk pop, or he would have stopped for tea, so as soon as he finished catching us up with the local gossip, he left us saying he would see us tomorrow, I saw him out, and I locked up behind him with relief going back into our living room to find Mum quickly on her feet saying, “she thought he would never go!” and eagerly grabbing me, as soon as I entered. It was magical, being able to put my arms round this long-desired woman and to defy convention, with the sort of kiss Kelly had taught me so well.
You wouldn’t believe the joy in a simple thing like a kiss, that had till now long been denied me. We were at the end of our living room table, it’s a big solid old table, and the centrepiece in our room which mother had emptied of plates and chip papers while our neighbour had been in, and while I locked up, so I gently backed her to it and she sat on the end of it while I stood between her legs, still kissing her passionately.
I was unable to resist pushing her gently onto the great table like some sacrificial virgin, not that I didn`t know, that you already knew, she is not any sort of virgin, my Dad of course, Dennis and yourself have well seen to that, so I knew I had a lot to live up to.
My mum, stopped me for a moment then wriggled herself back onto the table top, her shoes falling with a satisfying plop to the floor, as she made herself comfortable, and she whispered, “there my lad I am yours at last to do whatever you want with, just as you wanted and don’t spare me I have wanted you to have me for years, but I always felt you needed to be a man, and say what you wanted, now you have, and I, am yours!”
No-one else could understand the situation I now found myself in, here laid on her back on our kitchen table was my beloved mother, her red hair spread over the table-top, and she had very obviously read of this, one of my most vivid fantasy`s from my most private notebook from my shelf in my bedroom, so I realised she must have read about all my desires and kinks in respect of her despite they being my supposed secret and sometimes dark desires, that I had thought so secure!
I thought `Oh well, go with the flow and see where it takes us’ and running my hand up her nylon clad leg I began to explore the body I had so far found just out of my reach.
Now my mum as you well know is no hourglass figured Nan or Kelly, but to me she at that moment was perfect. Her breast where bigger than Nans by a long way, but so much more softer and more, well, saggy, her nipples long and oh so different, that much I knew already, and she had a belly and a big smackable arse that neither of the other women had, but to me she was perfect, and she was mine, she had promised.
She lifted her hips for me to slide off her tights and knickers in one bundle. Her skirt, a pleated tartan wrap-round kilt, was soon dealt with, just a bobby-pin, and a clip at the waist, and it spread like a table cloth under her pale hips, revealing her bush to me for the very first time.
Now my mum has long edged lips to her sex, like a pair of pink curtains, at the top of which lay a hefty red bush of wiry hair, untrimmed and thick> I must have stared at her for an age, she even raised her knees so I could get a better view, I was so enthralled by her oh so different variation of sex, compared to the tidy well kept and neat Kerry or the big clit of Nan, and she looked crestfallen as if she thought I was disappointed. But I assured her I was nothing of the sort, just in awe of her and all about her.
She whispered that she would love me to touch her, she wanted me to explore, so I kissed her between those lush lips and tasted for the first time a woman who had travelled for some hours rather than a newly bathed one who had just washed expectant of sex.
It was musty, damp and exciting, my tongue found her hood, then the tiny button that the girls had said was the key to it all.
I heard her take in her breath, and almost instantly begin to moan, the more my tongue played the louder the moans, and together we worked up quite a row, her head moving from side to side and her hands holding my head from removing itself though I had no intension of doing that I can assure you!
Kelly nor Nan had been squirter’s, and the sudden release of fluids came as a surprise, mother squeezing my head in her clawing hands as she orgasmed loudly grunting like a rutting bull.
My dick was stiff as a poker. and without a single touch it spewed the contents of my balls onto the table end. Luckily, I remembered what Kelly had said and kept going which soon had my mother back at the gates of ecstasy once again, this time her groans more of a scream!
I thank your womenfolk for every tiny bit of their ministrations, as I still had not even removed mums top, and not yet entered her but I had engineered not one but two massive orgasms already, our table-top was wet and there was cum running down the table leg, and all in about ten minutes or so!
It was knowing which buttons to press, and I felt I was now the man!
I lifted her legs to my shoulders then slid her towards me, luckily with my balls just on top of the table and at full stretch my cock slipped into her very slippery hole, and it was ecstasy, warm wet and soft and we both knew I was home, as I began my dance, her hips meeting my every thrust, god almighty it was just perfection, as together we jigged and bounced on that old table top, wanting it never to end, but end it did, her third orgasm and my first coming together at the same moment something, I will long remember, treasure even.
All I can say Peter is that mum and I are moving soon and were going to live as man and wife, and its all down to your letting us come on holiday, and your wife taking this boy in hand. So, thanks from my mummy-wife, and I and here`s to Kelly`s memory.
He signed it and added, please thank Nan, too.
It was some time after the loss of my wife that I received a long letter from Jay, she didn’t know of the passing of Kelly and I replied to her explain that my wife had gone to the shrine suffering from the terminal illness and had not returned, though I had been informed that she had passed away.
Such was Kelly`s bold face when they visited neither of the couple, not mother or son, had had any inkling she was unwell, so it was a real shock for them both. Anyway, I received a condolence card from Jay, and after a few weeks Tony sent me a very long letter, it rambled a bit, but I was so taken with what was said that I reproduce it here as it was so touching, and Kerry would have loved it I am sure.
Dear Peter,
Well, where to start, perhaps at the beginning when dad passed away, when I was 5, my mum never really took to another man at least during my formative years, at least that I saw perhaps we couldn’t afford a baby sitter, who knows, either way until uncle Dennis came along when I was 12 there was no-one, that’s Dennis your driver of course and he only visited perhaps every month or two and then only for the odd weekend. His visit was always looked forward too, as he would take mum out on the Saturday night, and would be in bed with her next morning
He would go off home or wherever on Sunday afternoon and mum would be sad to see him go, but be a lot happier for a while, so I was always happy to see him visit..
Now I personally was a shy k** anyway, each time teacher, at school, a lady in her 40`s, spoke to me I would blush, we were an all boy class, so girls were not a problem, and other than mum, other than shop assistants I never spoke to females at all, and shop assistants, tended to be busy so it was a case of dump the item on the counter, throw the cash, snatch whatever it was and go…
Anyway, at school I moved class, and this one was mixed, and I was so shy I developed a stammer, the boys called me `Dumbo’ and the girls avoided me due to my stammer, and my blushes, me becoming tongue tied if I had to work with any of the girls. It was chronic.
It was so bad I deliberately avoided school on the day I knew we had sex classes, no way was I going to be there with those girls as we discussed …sex… in any way, my mum was too shy herself to even broach the subject, so other than seeing a few health and fitness mags I knew nothing though like all boys I had raided the laundry basket, and sneaked a glimpse of mum once or twice though it was always just a glimp`s and only once did I see her nipples. I wanted oh so much to possess my mother, fantasised that she was my wife, and she would teach me all about the strange bunch that are women, and about sex and so on.
Thus, by the time Dennis visited and offered us, mum and me, a holiday at his bosses’ place, your house… which we could never have afforded to visit, in fact we hadn’t been on holiday since dad passed away due to lack of money.
He must have chatted to my mum when they were out or in bed and arranged it all, though I was less than happy. He explained where the place was, and said there was only a house-keeper, [who I assumed would be frumpy and 50 plus and I reckoned I might just about cope] but he didn’t mention Kelly at all, and I thought you and her would be away though he described you well and I knew him fairly well, it was the mention of a private pool that really swung it.
We got the train it was a plodding journey, and as you know Dennis collected us from that station about 3ish., he parked the car at the house and took our bags into the kitchen where we met the housekeeper, Dennis introducing her as Nan, she was gorgeous, and bells rang in the `beware woman’ area of my brain!
She served tea and cakes, and chatted to mum, realising that she was dealing with a gangling red haired, youth of 6 foot, who was blushing like a tomato and stuttering like a bloody machine gun if she spoke to him, even to ask if he wanted cakes, I suspect now Dennis had pre-warned her, and probably Kelly and you, but then I had no idea, and luckily, she ignored my problems.
Then you and Kelly appeared and were introduced, my red face and handshake with Kelly was almost as much as I could manage and your wife`s blue eyes and blond hair was welcoming, but her body, short, and shapely, caused my rod, to stiffen and I sat rapidly to cover my stiffness and embarrassment
You asked about my hobbies which was a help, and you hating ball games as I did was also an ice -breaker luckily.
You, telling us we were most welcome and that I could swim anytime was a great help too.
Kelly asked if I was a good swimmer and I managed over a second or two to explain I could swim fairly well.
She explained that both she and Nan swam daily, which thought had my tool stiffening still more especially when she asked if I had a swim suit with me saying she dint use one… which nearly blew my mind “Still, as your here perhaps I shall make an exception,” I nearly choked, and she smiled, and I must say, she was beautiful! I don’t know how much of the story you know, some was on the DYD, but I will explain what happened from my point of view.
my Mum explained about the accident that took my dad all those years back. Kelly realising it was upsetting me talking about dad, so she sent Nan “to show me the pool as I was obviously keen to see it!”
Mum raised her eyebrows and encouraged me, and I found myself alone with this very attractive housekeeper who led me to the pool, said “it was 8 feet the deep end!” it looked about 30 or 40 feet long and was about 15 wide, all lit by underwater lights, and totally enclosed, to me it was magic, however the presence of the lady was still disconcerting as like most women I was sure she was going to want to chat, and to ask questions something I was then loath to do, unless forced. True to form she asked if I had a girlfriend, but blushing I shook my head, so she asked if he would be swimming soon to which I nodded but said nothing.
Realising I was not going to chat, she led me back to the room mum and I were to stay in. You were all there, showing mum round, but you soon left us to unpack and settle in. mum and I were soon in swimsuits and I led her to the pool, which she liked, swimming and playing for a while which I thought great.
We were soon joined by Kelly who just swam for a while up and down.
She chatted a bit with mum, until mum decided she had had enough, and hauled herself out. Kelly asked me to stay and swim with her and it seemed bad manners to just get out so with encouragement from mum I did stay, mum going off to change. We swam together and splashed at one another for best part of an hour till I was chatting to her a little, she was very persuasive. We rested on the middle steps for a woman she was very easy to talk to and she asked about my love life which I stammered that I didn’t have!
Kelly laughed at that and said a good-looking lad like me should have no problems and I should not miss out! I stammered out that I was shy and knew nothing about girls, to which she said, “did I not have much contact with girls or women then?”
“they scared me a bit” I told her, so she asked why I was scared of women then? She was a woman, or there was my mum, which threw me a little, and as usual I blushed once more before saying that mums are mums and that my mum was not the same as other girls…
She asked if I trusted her? Saying “I was managing to talk to her and she was not that scary, was she?” I was hesitant but blushing and said, “well your different, you own the pool and have been kind to mum and me” She regarded me for a second, with her head cocked to one side apparently draining her ear, then asked if he had ever kissed a girl or woman other than my mother. I said Well there was Aunts, but she laughed at that, saying that “they don’t really count do they,” which was true, so she asked if I had ever wanted to really kiss a girl or woman, and that had me hesitating, so she asked “if she was to kiss me would I run off?”
Then she grabbed my wrists and pulled me to her which sent me even more red as I fell forward a bit against her chest but before I could dodge her she kissed me, and it was fantastic, I must say! “Look” she said in her authoritive voice, while holding on to me and looking up at me with her breasts heaving, “they are tits, get used to them, all women have them, have you never seen your mothers?” I stuttered I had caught a glance of her top a while back, but quickly said, “I wasn’t spying or anything” though I don’t think she believed me and said she was sure I wouldn`t be spying, but did I not often wonder about women?”
“of course, but it`s just not easy if you were blusher and stammerer like I am getting a girl to talk never mind show me, even her top!”
Kelly never having released my wrists, kissed me again, this time a long, slow and deep kiss then saying “would it help if I showed you then just as a secret between just us?” too bloody right… but my voice just wouldn’t work so I nodded, we swam or at least she swam and I was towed along to the far steps in the shallows where she sat herself on the curved lower step, the water lapping at her chin and I floating on my belly, to hide an the best stiffee I had so far ever had!
She asked me about my mother and my fantasies of her, saying that most boys do have those fantasies as they feel safe with mothers.
I was amazed that she understood; I said I was in love with her, we had lived together in everything but sharing her bed and I desperately wanted to go further.
Kelly smiled, then asked me if I had told my mother of my feelings? To which I went very red and stammered “how?” It took forever to explain that I was scared of spoiling what I had then I blurted there was also the question of this sex thingy, I just don’t, want to be the dummy who doesn`t know, but I missed the lesson at school, we were both too shy to talk about anything!” Kelly bent forward, kissed me, then she said, “if she could arrange to teach you and then talk to your mum for you would you trust me?” haltingly I said, she was so kind and understanding I would.”
She said that “this week then, I can be your girl-friend, I will sort that with my Peter and your mum, so it won`t be a problem ls that ok?” Wow yeah, who wouldn’t, she said, we could talk properly later then said a promise is a promise, so you can have a feel of my breasts now. WoW l was in like a rat up a drain!
Her nipple instantly stiffening to my touch as I in my haste forgot where I was and let go of the rail, and rapidly sank. My dick was like a bar, and as I stood up to prevent me drowning she looked down at it, smiled and said, “he`s nice, I shall look forward to meeting him later”
Then we got out and went to change for tea. We all met at the table, sat to our evening meal together, all fully dressed, eating together apparently a tradition in this home,
Kelly announced; “that she had swum with young Tony this afternoon and wanted to take him as an impromptu boyfriend swimming partner for training and she wanted you Peter to“go hang your coat somewhere else as she wanted me round the clock” …she was laughing as she did, so I took it was said more as a joke, though you did it and I thank you for it from the bottom of my heart, it changed my life.
Mum embarrassed me a bit at the table but to my surprise she didn’t object to me sharing a room with your fantastic blonde wife. I suspect now she knew, but then I was surprised. Dennis decided he was taking mum out and I felt a bit pissed at that as I wanted to keep her for myself!
Dennis if you remember said I should be grateful and he would return her undamaged, Kelly winking at me, so I let it drop, retreating with mum who sorted my clothing to wear, gave me a lecture about manners, then showered and dressed in the attached bathroom emerging from there dressed before in reply to the tap on the door she, going off with Dennis wishing me good luck as she swept out.
Tapping on Kelly`s door I was full of butterfly`s belive me. she called me in and I found her d****d on the couch, dressed in the tweedy two-piece suit she had worn to the meal.
She mentioned the little flare of jealousy about Dennis taking mum out at the meal and she of course was right,
She would teach me she said, all about women and I could talk to mum myself then perhaps I would find she felt the same way if that was really what I wanted,”
She said though I was to prove I trusted her and strip off, well you’ve seen the DVD`s, I didn’t know we were on camera and as you know the film began when I started to unbutton her jacket we did that and she let me strip her which was a fantasy, belive me I will never forget seeing her fantastic tits naked for that first time, or when I finally got her knickers off, wow, that was beyond words, I came near to fainting it was so fantastic.
I will admit, the garter belt had me a bit foxed and come to think of it the bra too, but with her help we sorted it. And of-course I picked the bra over the panties when I had the choice, but well, I thought better a bird in the hand than a place I had not explored. And then bloody hell, she let me free all night to finger and tongue her body, it was a lovely long night, though there was, only a few minutes of that on the film you sent me.
Her first orgasm too, that had me worried I can tell you, but I`ve got over that now.
Well it was a long night, I must have dozed off in the end I know when I woke she was snoring like mum does and my finger was still up inside her which was great, we showered together, and it was great fun, but we dressed in dressing gowns for breakfast and went to the kitchen together, me feeling fantastic and itching to get her back into her bed.
She made me go swimming again this time both naked, my dick like a rudder it was so stiff, then together we returned to her bed, the next bit you have on that film, god it was good, she was warm and wet round my dick, I know I wasn’t big back then, exercise and practise has filled me out and added a bit since then, but she reacted like she loved it and it was superb, memorable fantastic and beyond words. She made me feel like who knows, my confidence was raised 1000% and we, well I really, managed to do it three times before I collapsed exhausted, she had managed a few orgasms, not huge ones I now know but enough for me to feel terrific.
Nan appeared with coffee, I needed it belive me, but I felt so; wow…
She told Nan to come back and to let me have her body that very afternoon…. Bloody hell, I fancied her rotten too, but would I be good enough for her? I decided to try, and she was back at 2pm dressed in a black basque and the thong that now adorns my bed knob, god she`s a beauty, Kelly and her, were just …wow…Nan confirmed the impression Kelly had given me and I could have walked on air when she left me.
At tea that evening Kelly asked if I had enjoyed the afternoon, two days before I would have died of deep embarrassment, now I just said I had learned a lot thanks to her, and Nan which was great and made them blush, Mum said that I was no longer stammering, and that was something she had despaired of ever seeing., and Kelly said that I could have both her and Nan as well that night as I had done so well.
If I thought one on of them on her own was fantastic, my god two was beyond words… Kelly as the film shows let me have her backside, Nan easing my dick in to her friend and boss which was beyond words.
We slept in a lump close up, I must say having “cum” so much even as a young lad I was exhausted! I slept like a rock. At breakfast mum was tired out too and I take it you and Dennis had worked on her most of the night. We all swam to revitalise ourselves, this time in costumes again, so I still didn’t get to see my mum`s tits even then!
That afternoon we all sat and chatted, and unless you have been a bloke who stammered, you won`t understand what a joy it was to only have the odd word stick in my mouth now and then.
One of the subjects was i****t, a word I had never come across till then, mum explaining it to me when I looked blank, we went on to virginity and I said I had lost mine this week to two of the nicest ladies I know, which raised a cheer, then I think it was Dennis who asked, if I had any ambitions sexually to enjoy yet now I was not so shy?
I said, that I wanted my mum if she would do me that honour, but not just for a one night stand I wanted her as my partner from now on. She blushed looked around her and said, only if I kept looking for a girlfriend of my own age, and she would love too.
Wow…. Kelly winked at me I will always remember her cheeky wink, as she said, “see!”
Then the chat moved on, and drink was passed about which I was not used too, so I was soon asleep and suffering from a head next morning. Mum had by then decided to take me home saying she wanted me in her own bed to enjoy me, though I think the drinks was the final straw for her, as dad loved a lot of drink and she`s always had a thing about it.
Whatever the reason, Dennis being still overhung, you were kind enough to have a car take us home.
Parting with those two ladies for me was hard, but I had mum to look forward to, and the rest of my life, so it was with mixed feelings we left. And knowing what I know now, that I would never see her again, I would have phoned at least Kelly before the end, or come back to say goodbye and thank you, and I bitterly regret now that I have not done so.
We got home that night, the car dropping us off as the sun was going down. We didn’t much care, we had hardly spoken, that welsh driver being present! But we both knew that I was cured of my shyness and mum she said...she was “oh so pleased to have me as a man not a stuttering boy!” We fed on fish and chips from the local shop on the corner and sat round the fire eating, neither of us wanting to take the lead, fortunately as a neighbour soon “popping in” (he`s a long-term friend in his 60`s and our keyholder and saw the light on,) we were forced to wait and to be polite! But we both knew we were itching to enjoy our new freedom and have one another.
Luckily, we had drunk pop, or he would have stopped for tea, so as soon as he finished catching us up with the local gossip, he left us saying he would see us tomorrow, I saw him out, and I locked up behind him with relief going back into our living room to find Mum quickly on her feet saying, “she thought he would never go!” and eagerly grabbing me, as soon as I entered. It was magical, being able to put my arms round this long-desired woman and to defy convention, with the sort of kiss Kelly had taught me so well.
You wouldn’t believe the joy in a simple thing like a kiss, that had till now long been denied me. We were at the end of our living room table, it’s a big solid old table, and the centrepiece in our room which mother had emptied of plates and chip papers while our neighbour had been in, and while I locked up, so I gently backed her to it and she sat on the end of it while I stood between her legs, still kissing her passionately.
I was unable to resist pushing her gently onto the great table like some sacrificial virgin, not that I didn`t know, that you already knew, she is not any sort of virgin, my Dad of course, Dennis and yourself have well seen to that, so I knew I had a lot to live up to.
My mum, stopped me for a moment then wriggled herself back onto the table top, her shoes falling with a satisfying plop to the floor, as she made herself comfortable, and she whispered, “there my lad I am yours at last to do whatever you want with, just as you wanted and don’t spare me I have wanted you to have me for years, but I always felt you needed to be a man, and say what you wanted, now you have, and I, am yours!”
No-one else could understand the situation I now found myself in, here laid on her back on our kitchen table was my beloved mother, her red hair spread over the table-top, and she had very obviously read of this, one of my most vivid fantasy`s from my most private notebook from my shelf in my bedroom, so I realised she must have read about all my desires and kinks in respect of her despite they being my supposed secret and sometimes dark desires, that I had thought so secure!
I thought `Oh well, go with the flow and see where it takes us’ and running my hand up her nylon clad leg I began to explore the body I had so far found just out of my reach.
Now my mum as you well know is no hourglass figured Nan or Kelly, but to me she at that moment was perfect. Her breast where bigger than Nans by a long way, but so much more softer and more, well, saggy, her nipples long and oh so different, that much I knew already, and she had a belly and a big smackable arse that neither of the other women had, but to me she was perfect, and she was mine, she had promised.
She lifted her hips for me to slide off her tights and knickers in one bundle. Her skirt, a pleated tartan wrap-round kilt, was soon dealt with, just a bobby-pin, and a clip at the waist, and it spread like a table cloth under her pale hips, revealing her bush to me for the very first time.
Now my mum has long edged lips to her sex, like a pair of pink curtains, at the top of which lay a hefty red bush of wiry hair, untrimmed and thick> I must have stared at her for an age, she even raised her knees so I could get a better view, I was so enthralled by her oh so different variation of sex, compared to the tidy well kept and neat Kerry or the big clit of Nan, and she looked crestfallen as if she thought I was disappointed. But I assured her I was nothing of the sort, just in awe of her and all about her.
She whispered that she would love me to touch her, she wanted me to explore, so I kissed her between those lush lips and tasted for the first time a woman who had travelled for some hours rather than a newly bathed one who had just washed expectant of sex.
It was musty, damp and exciting, my tongue found her hood, then the tiny button that the girls had said was the key to it all.
I heard her take in her breath, and almost instantly begin to moan, the more my tongue played the louder the moans, and together we worked up quite a row, her head moving from side to side and her hands holding my head from removing itself though I had no intension of doing that I can assure you!
Kelly nor Nan had been squirter’s, and the sudden release of fluids came as a surprise, mother squeezing my head in her clawing hands as she orgasmed loudly grunting like a rutting bull.
My dick was stiff as a poker. and without a single touch it spewed the contents of my balls onto the table end. Luckily, I remembered what Kelly had said and kept going which soon had my mother back at the gates of ecstasy once again, this time her groans more of a scream!
I thank your womenfolk for every tiny bit of their ministrations, as I still had not even removed mums top, and not yet entered her but I had engineered not one but two massive orgasms already, our table-top was wet and there was cum running down the table leg, and all in about ten minutes or so!
It was knowing which buttons to press, and I felt I was now the man!
I lifted her legs to my shoulders then slid her towards me, luckily with my balls just on top of the table and at full stretch my cock slipped into her very slippery hole, and it was ecstasy, warm wet and soft and we both knew I was home, as I began my dance, her hips meeting my every thrust, god almighty it was just perfection, as together we jigged and bounced on that old table top, wanting it never to end, but end it did, her third orgasm and my first coming together at the same moment something, I will long remember, treasure even.
All I can say Peter is that mum and I are moving soon and were going to live as man and wife, and its all down to your letting us come on holiday, and your wife taking this boy in hand. So, thanks from my mummy-wife, and I and here`s to Kelly`s memory.
He signed it and added, please thank Nan, too.
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