Substitute for Dad, Mother takes son as a substitute lover, This tale dates back over thirty years ago. I nineteen years old and was still living at home with my parents and two younger sisters. My older sister had married and left home in the previous year and my brother had recently moved in with his much older girlfriend and so I was the oldest sibling still at home. I had a bedroom all to myself for the first time I could remember which allowed me the freedom to have a wank whenever I felt like it which as I didn’t have a girlfriend was pretty much constant. Prior to my brother moving out it had been difficult to get time alone, luckily I worked on shifts and so when I was on nightshift I at least had a chance to crack one off when my brother was at work during the day.
Although I wasn’t a virgin I didn’t have a great deal of sexual experience most of my encounters had been drunken quickies at parties or fumbles in the back of my mate’s car if I got lucky in a club.
I had got back into playing rugby during the last year though because of working odd hours it was difficult to get much game time but my fitness had improved and I had developed a good set of muscles.
One morning after a late shift I was woken by my mother bringing me a cup of tea. Since I was about fifteen I slept naked even on the coldest nights and I had a tendency to kick the covers off in my sleep. This particular morning mum hadn’t knocked before coming into my room so I woke as I felt the bedcovers being pulled straight and her asking if I was awake. Most of me was still half asleep but my cock was standing to attention as normal in its full morning glory. My hazy brain didn’t register until much later that my mum must have seen my erect cock before she pulled the covers over me.
She had woken me early as my dad had been taken into hospital yet again the night before and she needed a lift to get there for visiting hours. He had been in and out of hospital for the last two years for various reasons and for the last twelve months he had prostate problems which meant he had to wear a catheter. My dad was nearly thirty years older than my mum and we had been his second family, she had married him when she was twenty four. My brother had come along twelve months later and then they had produced children at a rate on one every eighteen months for the next six years. My dad had nine children in total four from his first wife and five with our mother. At the time we were growing up we never considered our parents would enjoy an active sex life but when you think back to weekend mornings and afternoons when their bedroom door was locked and some of the odd noises emanating it is now obvious they were very active.
Mum put my tea on the side and said she was going to take a quick shower while I woke up and drank my tea.
“You really need to find yourself a nice girlfriend to look after you!” she said.
I did have a chance to reply before she walked out of the room and the comment went out of my mind as I sat up and my cock poked its head out of the covers. I waited until I heard the bathroom door close and then began stroking my still hard cock.
I normally thought of models in the porn magazines that my brother owned or at one time I imagined screwing his girlfriend when I found a couple of topless pictures he had taken. This time as my mind wandered I thought of my mum washing herself in the shower I felt my cock stiffen and twitch as I pulled at it. Suddenly I felt the rush as I began to come and the first shot of spunk hit me under the chin. It felt weird making myself come thinking about my mother’s naked body.
I quickly mopped up the copious amounts of spunk and sat up to drink my tea. I had just finished it as my mother knocked on the door to say the shower was free. My cock was still at half mast as I pulled on a pair of shorts to take the few steps to the bathroom, mum’s door was slightly ajar and I caught sight of her naked back as she dried herself and my cock reacted by stiffening.
For a forty-six year old woman who had given birth to five kids she still had a slim figure could easily pass for a woman in her thirties. She was petite woman only 5’1″ tall with toned legs, a pert bottom and a pair of rounded C-cup breasts that considering they had suckled five babies still defied age and gravity.
I ducked into the bathroom and forced my erect cock to point at the toilet bowl so I could have a pee and ease the stiffness before my shower. I took a lazy shower and then started to shave at the sink with my towel wrapped around my waist.
Without knocking my mother came into the bathroom to hang up her towel and stood watching me shave.
“All that Rugby training is giving you nice muscles I can see them rippling,” she said laughing.
She ran her hand across my shoulders and back then slid her arms around me affectionately.
“You take after your father with those broad shoulders and big hands but you get your height from my Uncle Jim,” she said in a slightly vacant way as though she was reliving an old memory.
I felt my cock twitching and swelling again as I tried to finish shaving but I nicked my upper lip as I tried to hide my newest erection. I swore as I blood dripped from my lip and my mother maternally turned my head towards her and pressed a finger on the cut. She glanced down and smiled as she saw the tent my cock was making of the towel around my waist.
“You definitely take after your father and Uncle Jim,” she said under her breath.
I didn’t pick up on the comment as I was more concerned in trying to hide my still growing erection.
Mum picked up the flannel and dabbed my cut lip then pulled my head down (I’m 6’2″) and kissed my upper lip.
She said, “There I’ve kissed it better for my baby boy, now hurry up and get dressed or we will be late.”
Then she tenderly wiped away the remainder of the shaving foam from my face. I looked down and stared at my mother’s cleavage and my cock stiffened to its fullest extent almost brushing against her body. I felt the urge to pull open her bathrobe to but she stepped back. Mum left me in the bathroom and I quickly finished drying off and went to my bedroom to get dressed with my cock still hard and throbbing. It didn’t subside until we were in the car driving to the hospital.
My dad was quite agitated during the visit worrying about getting our holiday caravan shutdown for the winter and organising the fees for next year. I said I would take mum down to the caravan site the next weekend as I would not be working. He calmed down a bit and mum sent me off to get a couple of drinks from the canteen.
My dad was in a side ward with only three other beds in it but they were unoccupied. The curtains were around dad’s bed when I got back and I hesitated thinking the nurses or doctors might be with him. I looked around for my mum but couldn’t see her anywhere in the main ward so I went back to the side ward and heard a muffled groan and then my mum’s voice behind the curtain.
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