I was sitting in the pub having a pint. I often stopped in the pub for a pint on the way home, sometimes staying until closing time, eating just a cheese roll and a couple of bags of crisps. Tuesday was different. Mum and dad went out with friends to the local social club. I would stop at the chippy on the way home and get fish and chips for my dinner, arriving home about 7.30 p.m. It was Tuesday. As I finished my pint my mind cast back to Sunday evening.

I was lying in my bed. My mother had wanked me off in the bath. She had stripped to the waist and rubbed my spunk into her breasts; and then left me. She had showered and then went to bed. I did the same. I kept thinking about what had happened and inevitably got an erection.

I pushed back the bed covers, I was naked. My cock stood at its full six inches. My hand wrapped around it. I slipped the foreskin back over the helmet, it slid with ease, although still a bit tender. The helmet did not need any extra moisture. I remembered mum’s words: “Was I going to be a good boy and cum for Mummy?”. My speed quickened, it did not take long as I shot all over my chest, some of my spunk even reaching my face. I reached for the toilet roll in my bedside drawer and wiped myself dry. I turned on my side and slept.

My alarm woke me at 6.30 a.m. Monday for work. I had been dreaming about mum. I could not remember clearly except seeing her beautiful, perfect breasts. I was erect. I walked to the shower with my towel around my waist and my cock sticking out appearing to lead the way. Once in the shower I had a wank. It was not unusual for me to wank in the morning, but it was the first time I did it thinking of mum. I finished my shower, got dressed, grabbed some toast and tea, and left for work. I very rarely saw mum or dad on a weekday morning.

After work I headed over to see my girlfriend Sarah. We had dinner with her parents and then left for the pub to meet up with some friends. We had a good evening. I walked Sarah home but was unable to stay as it was quite late and I had to catch a bus. We managed to get each other off during a passionate kiss. Sarah was wearing a simple dress, so I had easy access and was able to slip my hand into her panties and give her clitoris some attention. She had my cock out of my jeans and gave me an enjoyable wank. We did all this standing at the side of her house.

By the time I got home, mum and dad were in bed. I woke at 6.30 a.m. as normal Tuesday morning, showered, wanked, tea and toast and off to work. I still had not seen or spoken to mum since Sunday. That now brings us to where I started this story.

I left the pub and headed home, picking up cod and chips on my way. I normally ate them as I walked and as usual was just finishing when I got home. I opened the front door and was immediately aware the television was on. I opened the lounge door and mum was sitting on the couch in her silk dressing gown. She looked up at me, smiled, and explained that she had a headache and dad had gone to the club on his own. She laughed and commented that he did not need much encouraging. I smiled back at her and told her I was going to have my shower and change out my work clothes. She answered she had just done the same and got ready for bed, was I going to do the same? I replied yes. I normally did that on a Tuesday although I often sat in my shorts only. She then said, “You could come back down and sit with mummy and watch television.” As soon as she said "mummy" my cock twitched. I went off to have my shower, probably the quickest I have ever had.

I only had one pair of pyjamas and I hardly ever wore them. They were standard buttons up the front jacket and a single button with open fly on the trousers. I put them on and went into the lounge. My mind was racing, and it was hard to keep my cock only semi erect. As I entered the lounge mum patted the seat next to her and I sat down. I was feeling nervous; this was the first time together since the bath. I recounted she had used the word mummy again.

Mum looked at me, smiled, and asked “How is your penis?” I answered it was almost back to normal. “Show mummy” she replied.

In just a few minutes any concerns I had about Sunday evening were gone. My cock was fast coming to attention and trying to find its way out through the fly opening. Mum reached out her hand, inserted it into the fly hole and wrapped it round my cock, releasing it into the open. “It looks so much better, look how the skin seems to move with much more ease,” she said as she started to move the skin back and forth over the helmet. With her other hand she undid the one button on the trousers, and then started to gently caress my balls.

I watched with wonder as her hands gave me so much pleasure. I looked at her face, she smiled at me. Then she looked down at my cock and her head started to move towards it. Slowly she got closer. Was she really going to do this? “Shall mummy give it a little kiss to help it get better?” I just nodded. She gently kissed the tip of my helmet as she held the skin back.

It felt like a feather over the tip of my cock, nothing like when Sarah does it. A few more light kisses on the helmet then a few down the side as she started to move the skin slowly. Then her tongue started to lick, up and down, as she stroked. Over my helmet, in little circular motions. As her tongue worked its magic, one hand stroked up and down the shaft and the other continued to play softly with my balls. I had never felt so aroused in my life. It was not just the sensations around my cock and balls but looking down at this amazing woman giving me so much pleasure, and it was my mum. It did not feel weird, it just felt fantastic.

I was almost paralyzed with pleasure, but I managed to move an arm and started stroking her back. Her silk gown felt amazingly cool to my touch. I could feel she was wearing a nightie of some description underneath. Before my hand could do much more exploring, my body reacted to the feeling in my cock as she slipped her lips over my helmet and proceeded to take my whole cock in her mouth. I reacted by moving my hand to her head and rested it gently. She was in total command as she slid her mouth up and down the shaft. One of her hands still toying with my balls.

I knew I was close. My hips jerked. I said nothing. Mum removed her mouth looked at me and whispered, “Cum in mummy’s mouth, sweetheart,” and then returned her lips around my cock. I knew it would only be seconds, and then I felt that feeling as the spunk started its journey at speed. I started shooting into my mum’s mouth, she kept swallowing. Even Sarah gagged a bit, but not mum. She took it all. As I finished, she slowly, removed her mouth using her tongue to clean the tip of my cock. She looked at me and her tongue moved around her lips as she cleaned away a few drops. I was totally in love with my mother. She smiled, leant forward and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.

She moved back alongside me, lifted my arm around her shoulders and snuggled into me. I was conscious of her breast up against me; I could feel the hard nipple I had seen on Sunday. We just sat like this for a while watching a senseless game show on T.V.

Then she brought a hand up to my face and turned my head. She moved forward and our lips met. They parted and our tongues started to explore. Mum started to undo the buttons on my jacket. My hand started to explore her breasts through her silk gown. I was amazed at how firm they felt, considering she was forty-one. They were equal to Sarah’s, and slightly larger. I was still thinking 36C. Her nipples were so hard and as I tweaked one, through the silk gown, mum moaned slightly. Mum had succeeded in opening my pyjama jacket. She was running a hand all over my chest and up and down. My cock was already starting to grow hard again.

I managed to undo mum’s gown. She let it slip off her shoulders and down her arms. It revealed a short slip style nightie with spaghetti shoulder straps. I had never seen mum like this before. I drew back slightly as I wanted to see her.

She looked so sexy. Her nipples were visible; they stood out, trying to burst through the silk of her nightie. My eyes wandered down her body. The nightie was very short. As my gaze reached her pussy area, she opened her legs. The nightie rose slightly, and I was given the first view of my mother’s hairy pussy. It was a light colour hair and quite sparse. My mum moved a hand between her legs and started to stroke her pussy. With her other hand she lowered one of the straps and revealed a breast, then she did the same with the other.

She looked at me and seductively asked, “Do you like mummy’s body?” I was speechless, and just nodded. “Come closer darling”.

I moved towards her and took her in my arms. We kissed passionately. I pulled her against my chest and felt those wonderful breasts squashed against me. Mum moved onto my lap straddling me. Her hand reached down and took hold of my cock. She directed it towards her pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto me and my cock eased in. Mum lent forward and whispered in my ear, “Fuck mummy.” 

We started a to move in unison, up and down. We soon had a rhythm. Our mouths met, tongue finding tongue. Our movements increased momentum. Mum released my mouth from hers, “Shoot your spunk into mummy darling”. She then resumed our passionate kiss. I was close, and mum started to squeeze my cock with her pussy. I had never felt anything like this, I just kept thrusting and then it happened. My cock shot my spunk into mummy as instructed. We kept moving. Mum started to moan, her hands held around my neck.

She removed her mouth from mine and pulled my face into her breast. I sucked on the erect nipple. I could feel mum tighten on my still erect cock. She then let out a squeal, and almost shouted, “Mummy’s coming, mummy’s coming.” She started to gasp, and moan and her body gave little shudders as she reached her climax. Then the hold around my neck loosened. I removed my mouth from her breast and we once again enjoyed a passionate kiss.

We remained locked together for a short time as my cock slowly became flaccid. Mum climbed off my lap and fell back onto the couch, once again displaying her glorious pussy. She had a look of total contentment and satisfaction. She smiled at me and said, “You are definitely mummy’s boy now.” She paused and continued, “We better get upstairs and cleaned before your dad gets home.” We headed off to shower, her in their en-suite and me in the main bathroom.

As the warm water ran over my body and I rubbed the soap over my body I could not believe what had happened to my life in the last few days. My cock started to stir again! I could not resist one more wank before bed!