A Winter Morning -2 (Getting Closer To Fucking Mum)

It had been two and half weeks since my first encounter with my mum, a 5.0” plump lady with a radiant brown complexion of Gujrati ethnicity. She was in her late 30’s early 40’s, a loyal and faithful wife who had never been with any other man apart from my dad.

She had just let me, her son, not only see but stimulate her breasts whilst she stroked my cock to the point of no return.

Whilst I had not succeeded in bedding her, I was going to try again. That thought made a shiver run down my back.

What if she gets angry? What if she says no, or even worse what if she tells father about it? I consoled myself that she won’t tell dad, but she might get angry and say no, what’s there to lose.

She was in the kitchen having just finished cooking dinner as she was working the night-shift. She was just finishing up the washing.

I was seated in front of the TV but my eyes were fixed on her as we have no partition between the sitting room and kitchen. Her back was facing me. I stood up from the sofa as she wiped her hands dry and walked up to her.

Me: Mum, please don’t be angry.

Mum: What have you done?

Me: I have not done anything…

Mum: Then?

I looked down as I responded.

Me: The pain had returned.

Mum: We can’t keep doing this, you will have to learn to do it yourself!

Me: I’m trying, but I can’t keep it up. I tried looking at pictures, videos which were not nice but nothing has helped, what else should I do?

Mum was looking at me with a frown which signaled she was angry.

Me: I’m also trying to get a girlfriend so that we can do what you and dad do so that there is no pain.

As soon as I mentioned that, her frown disappeared.

Mum: You don’t need to get a girlfriend just to do this, you should both be in love

Me: Like the way you and dad are?

She did not respond but continued saying.

Mum: Always remember to wear a condom to protect both of you.

Me: But it is difficult to find one

Mum: No, you can walk to any pharmacy and they will stock them. But it is a taboo topic, so they will slip it under the counter

Me: No mum, I was talking about how its difficult to find a girlfriend.

She burst into laughter, I was totally confused as to what was the joke I had made.

Mum: I was very confused that it was difficult to find condoms. You will find a girlfriend when it is meant to happen. Don’t worry about that.

I understood the joke and laughed.

Mum: Come let’s go to outside the kitchen. It will be more comfortable and I don’t want you flooding the kitchen which I have just finished cleaning.

She led the way and I followed. I thought we’d go to the sitting room, to my surprise she walked past the sitting room to the stairs leading to the bedrooms. A thought of excitement ran through my mind that could it be today that my fantasy will be fulfilled.

She entered her and dad’s room. She sat on the bed facing me as I stood. In this excitement, my cock had flooded with fresh blood causing a small bulge in my pajamas.

Mum: I see that someone is already excited, huh?

Me: Yes, a little

With both her hands with one quick, swift move she had decimated my pajama and underwear together down, in the process my semi-erect cock sprang out. At this stage I just wanted her to lock her lips around my cock and suck my balls empty of every drop.

There is a reason why they call it a fantasy because I knew from what my mum had said about her and dad’s sex that there was no mouth involved.

She stood up, grabbed my cock with a firm yet soft grip and began slowly stroking the foreskin. I decided to grab her breasts that were currently hidden under her tee shirt but constrained by her bra under the tee shirt.

I was not getting the full excitement because of these obstructions. Being from a working-class family, a fashionable bra was not her choice. The cheap bras she bought were manufactured from a hard material which made it impossible to penetrate.

Me: Can I see them?

Mum: You’re not enjoying with the bra on?

Me: Yes it’s very hard to enjoy, it will also help me achieve my full erection. (I was keeping my cock flaccid on purpose.)

She let go of my cock, expecting as last time she will lift her tee shirt, pull her one breast out of her bra. But she surprised me when she completely took off the tee shirt and bra off.

I took a moment to savor this image with her breasts stretching as if they were just too heavy. My cock also took notice and came to salute her with a full erection. She returned to stroking my cock.

Mum: Relax my boy, we need to get you warmed up first for lubrication, else you will be in pain.

I cupped both her breasts. Simulating her nipples which had just begun to harden. Without any warning, I sealed my lips around the left nipple.  I gently bit her nipple and she let an erotic moan, she gripped me more firmly and increased the pace of the stroking my cock. This was a sign that she is starting to enjoy these encounters.

My foreskin was starting to slide on my cock head indicating that pre-cum had lubricated my cock. I switched my suckling from her left breast to her right breast not ignoring the left nipple.

I latched her right nipple gently between my teeth, lightly grinding between, letting my tongue stimulate the most central core of the nipple, whilst tugging it very lightly. Her breathing had increased pace and was much deeper than usual.

She had closed her eyes when she said:

Mum: We should not be doing this, this is not right, we must stop!

Yet she continued stroking my cock, I bit a little aggressively. She let out a moan and placed her free hand at the back of my head. She pushed her breast further into my mouth and face, her 34D breast somewhat suffocating me.

I placed my left hand on her back and slowly ran it up and down her back, occasionally run it her over her bulging stomach.

Whilst we were enjoying each other. A volcano was building inside that was on the verge of erupting, I let her right nipple free from the grasps of my teeth, and pinched her left nipple.

I pulled her so I could hold her. She let out a moan of pain mixed more with pleasure. I grunted and roared in ecstasy as hot lava spewed two to three times flooding her dress and hand.

She slowed down the stroking pace. But increased the length of the stroke by pushing the foreskin all the way back revealing my cock head. She had a firm grip and she was using her finger to press the underside of my engorged cock to milk every last drop of lava left inside.

As we both slowly gained sanity it felt like she was glowing, but I know that if I am patient I could achieve my desire. I could make her happy as clearly, my dad has failed in fulfilling her desires, as she can’t remember when he fucked her even for the ten minutes he managed to keep it inside her before finishing.