My mom is just as horny as I am! by Free49

We lived in a small town on the countryside. It was a time before the internet was common in every household. My mother and I lived in a cozy little house on the top of a hill. My dad abandoned us when I was young, there’s no memories of him except for a few old photographs which I sometimes look at when feeling lonely. We’d have to walk a couple of miles down the road to reach the heart of the town. I really miss those times, everything was so simple, calm and quiet. No constant text messaging on mobile phones and sending naked pictures to each other, no facebook to check up on your ex, no wasting 500 dollars on that latest iphone every 6 months just to stay up-to-date.
Back then my mom and I would watch TV together a lot, comfortable on the sofa, usually sharing a blanket and leaning against each other. She was a single mom and had decided to home school me, after her parents passed away they had left her with a respectable amount of money, enough so that she was able to resign as a teacher from our local school and spend all her time at home with me. She was in her forties; natural long blonde hair which i’d normally only see in the form of a ponytail, and a little chubby which gave her quite the full large breasts. I was in my early teens, 14 to be exact, when I started going through puberty. I was skinny and average looking, not much interest in athletics. When the weather allowed it i’d be outside playing with the neighbour kids. There was no gaming console or anything in our homes – we just had loads of fun outside: skipped rocks on the nearby lake, caught frogs and also did some really stupid things such as daring each other to jump off barn roofs into hay. Never broke a bone though, nor was I ever seriously injured. The most colourful memory I retained is when we used to pick fresh apples right off the tree and then got chased by a dog who was supposed to be guarding the property. The rush we got from stealing made them taste all the sweeter.
Well, as I said, I was home schooled. Sure, I missed out on a lot of fun I could have had at school with the other kids, especially girls. But it forged a very strong intimate relationship between me and my mother, which eventually blossomed into beautiful incestual love. I’m now in my late thirties, divorced(peaceful, mutually agreed because it didn’t work out since she was foreign and had to move back home to take care of her family, things went downhill from there because long distance just does not work), but with two gorgeous daughters which are the light of my life. I make a decent living with web development which allows me to spend lots of time at home. So no, the incest did not lead to us(my mother and I) having deformed psychopath children who would grow up to be cold-blooded killers that hunt down hikers and campers in the nearby forests with bow and arrow, which is a popular horror movie theme when portraying this subject. They’re great fun flicks though, used to watch them with my mom every once in a while when I was very young. All that gore!

It was always very hot where we lived, the sun just wouldn’t stay away. The air was very humid, draining. This forced us to wear very thin clothing at home. Before hitting puberty and having sexual thoughts day and night, I never really paid much attention to the way my mom dressed and walked around at home, but looking back it was just…crazy. She’d only wear an over-sized shirt, nothing else. I mean one of them really huge ones that would go down all the way to your knees. No shoes, socks, stockings, bra or panties. Like I said, this was not peculiar to me when I was young, i’d occasionally see my mom’s hairy vagina when she bent over to pick something up from the ground, if I were sitting in the right place with the correct angle. Neither of us thought it was a big deal. I dressed that way as well because it was simply the most comfortable way to spend your day at home. She’d often see my bare butt or my little penis when I was jumping around or layed down, no big deal.
All of this changed one day when I had my first strange erotic dream and I woke up with a huge throbbing erection. I’d say my erect penis was about 5.5-6 inches long, uncircumcised. You could say I was a late bloomer, happens. The strangest part however was my dream, in it I saw my mother from a very different perspective. She’s now suddenly this whole other person, my hard cock twitched when I thought about her. As I was laying there trying to deal with these thoughts, my mom walked into my room holding the laundry basket. She placed it on the floor and opened the curtains with one swift pull,to reveal the bright sunshine instantly illuminating my whole room.

“Good morning swee- oops!” she stopped mid-sentence as she discovered the tent on the bedspread, created by my cock which was still fully erect.
I instinctively pulled my knees towards my chest to hide it, my face went red from shame. My mom sat down on the bed next to me, this was very confusing. My heart was not racing nor was I really embarrassed, but it seemed like a reflex.

“Listen hunny, you don’t need to hide that from me, it is the most common thing in the world for boys your age. Like eating, drinking, sleeping or using the toilet. Don’t worry about it.” She said in her smooth motherly calm voice as she was stroking my arm.

“Uhh it just feels weird, are you sure nothing’s wrong? Don’t I need to go to the doctor or something? It’s like I can feel my heartbeat on it because it is so…stiff” I replied cautiously. My mom giggled.

“No no no! I was going to teach you about sex-ed soon anyway. When summer is over we’ll go over it okay baby?”

Even though I was being home schooled, my mom tried to keep a similar schedule with the local school in terms of free time and big holidays. Like summer, which was now. It was a fantastic idea because it let me stay connected with the other kids,we always had time to play together and I wouldn’t have problems relating to others when it came to how much work and free time I should be having.

“That sounds good mommy, I love you” I answered as I turned towards her and gave her a hug. My penis finally became halfway flaccid but inadvertently rested on her thigh for a couple of seconds. We both looked down at it briefly and then back at each other, she smiled and gave me a little kiss on the lips.

“Make sure to put your dirty laundry in the basket before you go outside and play with your friends okay?” she asked as she stood up from the bed and started walking towards the doorway.

She was only wearing a large shirt, like I had described to you earlier. Suddenly it occurred to me, holy moly! Her naked breasts and vag are underneath, no panties or bra! The only experience with naked women i’ve ever had was that one time I checked out a naughty magazine with the neighbourhood kids. One of them had stolen it from his dad’s stash and proudly presented it to us in our secret fort(crappy tree house). I remember getting a tingling sensation in my pants but made nothing of it, I dismissed erections. I stood up and headed to the shower, walking behind my mother for a couple of feet. I was now fixated on her round fat butt and noticed my cock get harder again. I stepped into the bathroom, left the door slightly open and slipped into the shower. As I began washing myself my mom came into the bathroom, she was looking at me through the transparent glass.

“Hunny before I forget…remember to also wash under your foreskin, it’s very important to stay clean there” she said in a loud voice, so that I could hear it over water splashing on the floor.

“W-with…normal body soap? But it burns, mom…” I replied with a sad tone of voice.

“That’s because you probably let some of it into your urethra, your pee hole. You must be careful.”

“Okay I will try my best…” I answered. I was a little worried to be honest, that was not a pleasant experience the last time it happened, the burning sensation was horrible. She noticed the insecurity in my voice.

“I’ll just join you and show you how to do it correctly, still need to take my shower anyway and there’s enough place right?” she said as she took off her shirt and walked into the shower next to me, like if it were the most normal thing in the world. I wouldn’t say I felt embarrassed, because we were always very close, but it’s the first time I saw her naked since my mind became dirty. Oh god. We were now both standing naked in the shower together with the water spurting down between us. I felt my cock growing, it was hard as a diamond before I knew it. My stiff penis made me feel proud and for some reason I also felt like I needed to make sure to show my mom. Oh she saw it alright, took notice immediately but did not say anything or touch it. Until she did.

“I’m going to do it for you this one time, pay attention and then you can do it by yourself and will not need help anymore, is that alright baby?” She said in the sweetest caring voice as she was staring into my eyes and grabbed my solid cock with her right hand. I couldn’t say a word, all I did was gasp when I felt her touch on it. She stepped back a little bit to get a better view and then put her other hand on the base of my penis. With her right hand she slowly pulled my foreskin back, exposing my shiny light-purple helmet. It was pointing right up at her. She then slightly opened her mouth and let saliva flow out, it landed on my cock head. My mother began to rub my the head with her saliva, which immediately made me pull my pelvis back slightly because I was still extremely sensitive in that area. She made me squirm around, by the look on her face she was loving it…weird, I thought.

“Why do you use your spit, mom? Isn’t it better with soap or just directly water?” I asked.

“Saliva will do the job just fine if you wash it off with some water gently afterwards. You can’t hold it under the shower stream exposed like that, it will hurt because you are sensitive there” she answered without any awkwardness, like if I had just asked what’s for dinner tonight. “As you grow older and play with your penis more and more, it will become easier to touch and therefor clean.”

“Uh what do you mean play, like pulling the skin back and forth?” I said as I started to masturbate very slowly. My mom removed her hands and watched me.

“That’s right, masturbating. Feels great and you really shouldn’t be shy about it around me. You might hear that it is wrong and must do it in private, but those people aren’t as close as we are. You mean the world to me, if you share these moments with me it will make the happiest mommy on the planet.” My mom gave me a little kiss on the cheek and started to wash herself as she let me jerk off in front of her, a mere inches away from her naked wet body. Now that she is no longer fixated on me; I was able to admire her body. Her breasts were large and a little saggy, brown hard nipples. Her vag had some hairs on it, but not many. I could see her labia, those beautiful pussy lips. Apparently she didn’t mind my eyes all over her as I realized she was smiling as she soaped up her body. Then I saw her hand wander down there, she spread her pussy open with her index and middle finger then washed it out a little with some water. In the meantime I was getting incredibly excited as I was still masturbating.

“Mom this feels really really good but but…I think I need to pee!!” I whispered between heavy breaths, staring down at my hard-on.

“You are going to ejaculate your semen, you won’t have to pee! Just let it out sweetheart!” my mom replied as she put both her hands on my thighs and gently caressed me. Almost instantly after that I came. I held my cock with a tight grip and it just started to spurt out violently, all over the place. All of it, except for the last few drops, landed on my mom’s tits, chest and legs. She was covered in my semen. Eventually I was able to catch my breath again, feeling exhausted I leaned against my mom. My head resting on her warm soft breasts. Neither of us said a word at that specific moment, but she hugged me and started to stroke my head. “I am so lucky to have been able to witness that, sweetpea. You are perfectly healthy and made your mom feel very honored, thank you!”.

That happened to me one of the most memorable satisfying events of my life. Many more were just around the corner, we could both feel it.

The hug had lasted for what seemed like an eternity, but must have just been two or three minutes. Such a huge rush, especially for me. This opened the gateway to all the future fun we had, since I learned that all of this is okay and I actually really did not have to hide anything from my mother. It was not just words and heat-of-the-moment stuff, I was allowed to be as sexual as I wanted in our home. After getting out of the shower and drying ourselves off we proceeded to everyday normal activities again. We had breakfast and then I watched some TV whilst my mom was cleaning around the house. As I was flipping through the channels I stumbled upon a documentary. It was a documentary on nudism, it obviously sparked an interest in me. Who in their right mind wouldn’t want to watch a bunch of naked people on TV, especially when you are my age? My mom caught on quickly, she put the broom away and sat down on the sofa next to me. Equally interested in seeing this I suppose. There was this really cute young girl being interviewed, she was being asked what it was like to grow up as a nudist and being naked around your family all day every day. She explained how it was nothing out of the ordinary because she’d never known a different kind of life. Her perky tits made me horny and I instinctively grabbed my hardening cock. My mom and I were both sitting there with only t-shirts on, I could not hide anything even if I wanted to. She noticed what I was doing and gave me a quick glimpse, then went back to watching TV. I was casually masturbating right next to her and after a little while I could smell something sort of musky, it drove me crazy horny. I turned my head and looked over to my mom, she was fingering herself! Wow, that’s pretty cool that she is just as open with me as I am with her I thought. Her pussy and fingers were wet and she was biting her lower lip. The rhythm was increasing, her wrist was making circular motions and she rubbed her clit and fingered herself simultaneously. I realized she was masturbating, but I still wanted to be forward and learn more.

“Mom are you horny too?” I inquired innocently.

“Ohh yes darling, I sure am. It’s so liberating being able to do this together don’t you think?” She looked over at me after opening her eyes, which went straight down to my crotch area.

“I guess. But….”

“But what? What is it?”

“Nothing…it’s silly. Forget it”

“Tell me right now, am I bothering you? Should we stop?” My mom became visibly nervous, thinking i’m not enjoying this.

“Well…please don’t laugh but it smells really good when you touch yourself like that and makes me very hard…do you think I can taste your liquids? Like your fingers got really wet when you put them inside your vagina…” I cautiously asked, being a little shy.

“Sweetie! Taste mom’s juices” She instantly replied, her tone of voice sounded very relieved, as she fingered herself quickly and then stuck three of her fingers in my mouth. Without giving it another thought I slurped on them like if they were orange-flavor popsicles. It was delicious, a little salty, a little sour but it probably felt like heaven because of the hot situation we were in. As I was sucking on her fingers to lick off the last of the juices, I couldn’t help but cum. I came all over myself this time, load after load. My shirt was completely soaked, my mom’s mouth was wide open as she observed with keen eyes. Shortly after this, my mom exhaled and gasped loudly as her neck and body began to spasm. She gave herself an orgasm as she was watching me having mine. “OHH GODDDD” she cried out. We rested for a short while, after which my mom took my cum-covered shirt and said she would wash it off right away to not ruin the cloth. I felt very thirsty after what had just happened so I stood up and walked to the kitchen. On my way there I saw my mom over at the laundry room fully naked and touching herself again, she was licking my semen off my shirt!

“Mom? What are you doing?” I asked, not understanding what was happening.

“Oh, uhh…nothing babe. Just checking to see if your semen is healthy” she rapidly answered as she threw the shirt into the washing machine.

Back then, at the time, I did not make a big deal out of it. I couldn’t comprehend the full scale of what was going on. But in retrospect, it was definitely very perverted and immensely erotic. That was not even the beginning.

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