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My mother is not a super model, most people wouldn't blink twice if they walked past her in the street, but she is everything to me and there was very little she could do wrong in my eyes. She was of average height, blonde hair that sat around her shoulder blades, medium build and average breasts. She dressed the way any 40+ year old mother would dress and treated her two kids with all the kindness of her heart.
I have an older sister who is 3 years my senior; and while I had the odd fleeting fantasy about her, they were always just that, a fleeting moment that i would never imagine coming true.
As a young teenager living at home I remember diving through the dirty laundry trying to find mums bras and panties to hide away in my room for a few days before i'd return them hoping to avoid suspicion. I didnt really know what to do with them in my possession but i remember dressing a pillow up and packing the bra out to resemble her breast. I remember returning to my room one day and my current stash of dirty underwear had dissappeared, but my mother never said a thing.
I never acted on my feelings as i was certain my mother didn't feel the same way, nor did i want to tanish the relationship i had with her, or effect the relationship my parents had together. So i grew up, only dreaming of the notion something could ever happen, i moved out, got married and started a family of my own.
Now i am 30 years old and my mother is approaching her 60th Birthday but i never grew out of the taboo fantasy i started as a teenager. To this day, i never thought anything would ever eventuate from it, but that all changed late last year.
My mother and father had started a little renovation project to keep themselves busy in the early years of retirement. Whilst mum had fully retired, dad was still working 3-4 days a week in town and left mum at home tinkering away at odd jobs. One afternoon i popped in to see the progress of the renovations and noticed mum was scrunched up under the table trying to stain the table legs. When she saw me enter the door she slowly rolled out from under the table and gradually stretch up, clearly in some pain. I rushed over, gave her a hug and ask "What are you doing to yourself?"
After she explained her task, and promised she felt fine i suggested she book herself in for a massage. Again she explained "I'm ok hun, don't worry about me".
I jokingly said "Well at least let me give you a little massage so you can stand up straight".
To which her response was "Ok, I guess i deserve a little break".
I suggested she go lay on the bed and i'll find some moisturiser, i also suggested she should take her top off to avoid getting stain on the sheets. Sure enough when i made my way into the room my mother was laying face down on the sheets in just her shorts and a bra. I proceeded to warm the moisturising cream in my hands before straddling my mother and gently rubber her back and shoulders. Although when i started this task i wasn't even considering my fantasy, it quickly shot to the forefront of my mind and i soon found myself focusing on ensuring i swept my hands as low on her back as i could and made sure i was making plenty of contact with the sides of her bra.
After a little while i asked how she was feeling, she suggested it felt great and asked if i could rub her calves aswell. I shuffled off the edge of the bed and focused my efforts on the her lower legs, admiring the slight view of her ass through her tightly fitting denim shorts. I slowly worked upwards behind her knees and onto the upper area of her legs where her shorts finished. I could only slide the very ends of my fingers under her shorts but no further before the material hindered progress. I started to retreat and begun working my way back to my mother calves.
"No wait, that felt great, give me a second" Mum said as she moved off the bed and shuffled out of her shorts before assuming her position on the bed again. "Please massage my quads too" she pleaded.
With my mother now laying there in nothing but her underwear i obliged and massaged her upper leg, leaning into it more and more just as an excuse to get my face closer to her ass. As i neared the base of her ass i made the decision to casually massage continuously back to her lower back to judge her reaction. To my surprise my mother didnt flinch, nor comment about my brief encouter with her ass cheeks. I continued to hover around her lower back before skipping across back to the upper part of her legs.
It was here i got the first indication of my life that my mother may be thinking the same thing as me. As i massaged the inside of her thigh she slightly spread her legs providing a little more access. I noticed she clinched her fists and gathered a fist full of she sheets in the process too.
I clumsily let my finger catch the outside of her panties on a brash stroke and noticed a slight flinch from my mother, but still no comment, or request to stop. One more accidently contact with her panties and i confirmed to myself that my mother wasn't going to stop me.
I lent forward and gently kissed my mother's lower back whilst my hands were planted heavily on the upper part of her legs. She responded with a "Thank you" and seemingly started to roll over to get up. Before she could i kissed her again, this time a little lower, and moved my hands up inside her panties on to her ass cheeks, trying to make my intentions clear.
She let out a slight giggle and commented "What are you doing now?"
I didnt respond, rather opting to slowly pull her panties down off her ass and kiss her right cheek. From here i could smell a scent i have been dreaming of for years, the one i could remember from her dirty laundry all those years ago.
With her panties now around her thighs she opened her legs as far as they would let her and i continued my massage, this time with deliberate passes over the lips of her now exposed pussy. Shortly after, she rolled over, slipped her left leg out of her panties and presented herself on her back, knees bent and legs spread.
Neither of us were saying anything at this moment, rather the lust of the situation took over and I found myself tasting my mothers pussy in a situation i could previously only dream of.
I'm not sure why but we didn't do anything more than me enjoying my mother, after a few cries of excitement from her she rolled me off and held me close as we gently kissed. There was no conversation, no awkward feelings, just my mother and i held in a close embrace. She got up and whilst pulling her clothes back on, offered to make a cup of tea.
I simply smiled and obliged.
Surprisingly my relationship with my mother hasn't changed, it is of course our secret, but we dont talk about it nor acknowledge it. Whilst i hope every day it will happen again i am very thankful it happened at all. -->
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