Another Side of Her

"Mmmmmmmm, fuck me."

I was astonished to hear my mother use such language. I mean I could imagine her saying it anger but not this way. I was so turned on and couldn't hold back. I came hard, spraying my hot seed into my shorts before slinking away to my room.

So my mom wasn't a prude, far from it. She was a little kinky and to think of my mother that way was mind blowing. I'd seen a side of mom that I never thought I would and I liked it. She didn't get angry at me when she found out I was watching either. I was surprised. Maybe she was a bit of a voyeur. Maybe she liked guys watching her, but her own son. Not likely. I couldn't shake the thought though. How could I test my theory? I couldn't think straight. What was I saying this was my own mother. Get a grip. Already I knew it had gone too far I just couldn't get enough of her naked body. Just chill out, how was I going to be able to face her on a regular basis if I was constantly thinking about her with no clothes on. I wrestled with all these concepts until I heard my mom call me for dinner.

I wandered down the stairs to the kitchen.

"I didn't even hear you come in," she said greeting me with a warm hug. She was wearing sweat pants and a tight tank top. "Why didn't you come say hi?"

"I had a lot on my mind," I said trying not to give anything away.

"Anything I can help you with?"

"I wish," I mumbled before replying. "No it's fine. Just lots going on at the moment. You know school and all."

"And girls?" She inquired.

"You could say that," I said sitting down as she put my plate down in front of me.

"What's her name?" She asked with raised eyebrows.

"Ka.. Christine," I replied almost saying my mothers name, which was Katherine.

"What's the problem?"

"Still the same thing."

"So you don't know if she likes you?"

"Yeah," I replied shoving food in my gob.

"Well, easiest way I know is to touch her. Maybe while you are talking or sitting just touch her leg or her hand and see if she pulls away. If not, then likely she wants you to touch her and in tale likes you."

"Thanks mom, that's a great idea," I said wondering when the right time would be.

"So what did you want to play tonight?" She asked after we'd finished our meal.

"I'd be up for some Wii if you are."

"Sure, how about that Jenga game, that's fun."

"Sounds great, I'll go set it up," I said rushing out into the lounge.

We began to play and were laughing in no time. We kept trying to put each other off by talking and shouting when we were trying to remove the blocks. However on one of mums turns she lent forward, like she was trying to see the screen better. Hey tank top raised up at the side revealing a part of her flesh. She slowly reached for the block and I took my opportunity. I carefully moved my right hand where she couldn't see it and lightly tickled her exposed skin. She squirmed at my touch.

"Ooh," she cooed. "That's not fair." She began to struggle with the block but just managed to slip it out without causing the tower to fall. She just looked at me in a playful scowling manor. "You play mean. Don't worry I'll get you back."

I reached for my control and began to spot a good block. I began to pick it out, when she proceeded to blow gently in my ear. It sent shivers up my spine, but luckily I managed to hold the tower in place.

"Lucky boy," she said laughing. Yes I was I thought to myself.

Again she reached for a block, moving forwards on the couch. This time she tilted towards the tv too. Her tank top rode higher and her pants pulled tighter. Revealing to me the rim at the top of her butt. With all my courage I reached out and ran a finger across the curve of here bum and tickled at the top of her crack. I moved slightly forward to watch her expression. She looked focused, yet she was very slowly moving on the screen all the time biting her bottom lip. Her turn took longer than usual as she was being ultra careful. When she'd pulled her block, she turned around and just sneered. I pretended like nothing had happened, all the time savoring the moments before.

It was my turn and I had to sit awkwardly. I was now pitching a tent in my shorts and I didn't want her to notice. I lent forwards and hunched over. I kept looking at her to see what she would do but she just sat there. When I began to watch the screen I could feel her shift closer to me, then her left hand was tickling my neck and underneath my ear. God it was hot. I barely managed to pull the block, send a few others falling down.

"Close," she said. Yes I am, I thought. If she kept teasing me. This time though I thought I'd give her some of her own medicine.

She lent forwards and I followed her, she watched me just smirking.

"What are you doing?" She said eying me off.

"Nothing at all," I replied, flashing a giant Cheshire grin. When she finally looked back to the screen I lent in close and gently blew into her ear, circling in little loops. I heard my mother breathe in a deep breath as I continued to tease her ear. I think she was really liking it, I mean really liking it. She hadn't stopped me again either. It took all of my strength to not want to stick my tongue in her ear. I was so turned on right now. I came back to reality though when I heard the all too familiar crashing sound. She had toppled the tower.

"Bummer," I said as she slowly turned around to face me.

She dropped the controller and lunged for my mid section. Not in an agry way but in playful manner. Mom and I tussled from time to time. Tickling and what not. This time was different though. I was extremely aroused, so I had to try really hard to not let her know that. She tickled at my sides making me squirm. I slipped one up my arms up hers and tickled her underarm. That made her pull back and move her feet up on the couch. She was in prime pouncing position, so I grabbed one of her legs and pulled it from underneath her. She plomped back onto the couch giving me free reign of the leg I now held. I ran my fingers up her calf and to her thigh, making her squeal and shriek as she wriggled to get free. She kicked out her other leg which I grabbed with my right hand. Her skirt rode up further as she moved around on the couch. I could see more and more of her exposed silky white thighs. As she reached forward to grab at me I pulled her legs down, dragging her closer to me and further down the couch; again raising her skirt higher. I could now see the tiniest amount of black lacy fabric poking from underneath her skirt. I grasped at the back of her thighs and onto the backs of her knees, tickling all the while. With that, she dug her heels into the couch and came rocketing forward. Pulling her legs back and crushing my hands underneath her thighs. I also came lunging forward and landed head first on her lap. She dragged her legs further back and I face planted into the couch, keeping my arms outstretched trying to not let go of her legs.

So if you can now picture it, there's me outstretched and lying flat over the couch as mom is hovering over me with her thighs right in front of my face. My arms are grasping at the backs of her legs and now she has free reign of my back. I lifted my head to gaze at her luscious thighs as I could feel her lifting the back of my shirt. Her fingers descended on my sides and began to tickle me like crazy. I floundered around knowing I couldn't go anywhere with her holding me down. We both howled with laughter as we played our wrestling game. My hands stretched ever upwards running my fingers softly up my mothers thighs, causing her to shiver and giggle. Her legs shifted ever closer to my face so that they were practically touching. It also gave me a better vantage point to run my hands higher. Soon I could feel past her now highly ridden up skirt. My fingers were now right on the curves of her ample ass. They ran across the curve til they met in the middle glancing of panties and feeling the sticky sweat that had formed in her crevice. She let out a surprised "Oo" sound and she shifted body forwards again. Planting my face on her thigh.

I don't know what took over me but I nipped at her thigh, forcing her to jump.

"Hey," she shrieked jumping. "Two can play at that game," she said crashing forwards on to my back. I was now firmly planted to the couch underneath her weight. I could no longer reach her thighs as she was stretched too far forward. Next thing I felt was her sink her teeth into my bum.

"Ahhh" I shouted as the sting quickly subsided. I rapidly forced my self to turn underneath her. Suddenly I was facing up and I clocked her in the face with my erection. Imagine my response. She was now centimeters away from my crotch that I'd slapped across her face. I was looking at her mostly exposed ass hovering in front of me.

"Oh my god mom, are you ok?" I said as we both barely moved. Stunned from the incident.

"I... I... I am," she stammered as she suddenly lent back to sit up almost sitting on my face. Her butt dipped down as she shimmied off my torso. Bringing it awfully close to my nose. I could smell the familiar smell of her sex mingling with the sweat of our frivolity. Was she as turned on as I was I thought as she shyly sat back.

I scrambled and sat up to face her.

"I am so embarrassed. I swear I didn't mean to." I said stumbling for the right words. She composed herself quickly and replied in the way I wanted to hear.

"It's ok sweety, it's natural. Sure I didn't expect that," she said laughing. "But it's fine. It's nothing I haven't seen before," She finished with a smile.

"Oh god," I said replying slapping myself in the head.

"Seriously, don't worry about it. You know I'm flattered in a way."

"Really?" I asked surprised.

"Nice to know I've still got it," she giggled and I laughed with her. "Is it ok?" She inquired.

"Oh. Oh, right," I said. "Yeah just a bit achy," I said laughing nervously.

"Do you want me to look at it to make sure you haven't damaged it?" She said nonchalantly. I couldn't believe my ears. Was she being overly motherly or was this something else entirely. Really though I didn't care. I was so turned on right now I instinctively gripped at my shorts to release my hard on.

"You sure?" I asked as I reached for the top of my shorts. She just nodded not saying a word. I carefully pulled the waistband over the top of my penis revealing my raging boner. The head was bright red and glistening with pre-cum. I saw her eyes widen as my full cock came into view.

"Oh baby, it looks chaffed," she said concerned edging closer to me.

"I think it's mostly because I was planted so firmly into the couch," I said laughing. She shunted down the couch closer again. She just smiled at me naughtily.

"So this was for me?" She uttered mischievously. I was overcome with confidence all of a sudden.

"Of course. You are a sexy woman. Especially when you've been dressing the way you have lately."

"You really think so?" She bashfully blushed.

"Would I be like this if you weren't?" I said pointing down to my crutch.

"So you've really liked watching me lately?" She pried deviously. I gulped as the words left her lips.

"You've known I was watching all along?"

"Maybe," she replied with a smirk. "Did you like my little show today?"

"Show," I said surprised. She just giggled.

"I knew you were watching. There's something sexy about being desired but a younger man. So I thought I might show you a little more. Did you like mumma's show?" The way she said mumma was so dirty and taboo. It sent shivers through my body, good but filthy ones. My dick twitched in anticipation.

"Ahhuhm," I muttered as I bit my lip.

"Maybe I should show you closer up," she said as she leant back on the couch spreading her legs and lifting her skirt. She brushed her panties to one side and I could see just how wet she was. Her pussy gleamed with moisture in the bright lounge light. She moved her fingers to her opening, twirling them from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clit, moaning lightly all the while.

I was gobsmacked, I could barely believe what I'd heard and was witnessing. I was overcome with arousal. I just stared and salivated at my mother pleasing herself, just for me.

"It's ok baby," she managed in between moans. "You can play with yourself too," she said looking down at my erect penis. I reached up and gripped it with one hand and began to massage the tip.

"Mmmmm, just like that," she whispered as she moved her fingers to circle her clit. We watched each other intently as we gently pleasured ourselves. Mom with her other hand reached up and pulled down her top over her left breast cupping it. Her breasts were magnificent. Not like a young pert girls, but full and saggier, the breast that belonged to a beautiful older woman. They looked soft as silk the way she kneaded at it. She gradually brought it up to her face where she began to suck on the nipple. It drove me insane with lust. I wanted so badly to be suckling at her luscious globes. My hand gripped tighter around my head as I hastened my pace. Mom sensing that I was drawing nearer rubbed at her clit furiously, whimpering with delight. She panted faster and harder until squealing powerfully with relief. I pulled my shorts up just in time and sprayed my load all over the front of them.

We just sat there a while, coming down from our self pleasuring encounter.

"Did that excite you baby?" She asked, still legs spread and saturated.

"Wow!" Is all I could muster. "That was the hottest experience of my life." She just giggled, twirled her fingers in her curly hair and bit her lower lip.

"If you're a good boy you might get to see that again," she added saucily.

"I'll be as good as you want me to be," I quipped brazenly. She hummed at my response.

"Don't tempt me," she replied giggling. It was like I was talking to a different person. She was so flirty and dirty. Not the mother I knew at all. She was a sullen seductress and she had me wrapped around her little finger.

"Well I think that wraps up family night," she said laughing. "I should be off to bed and o should you young man," she lent across the couch and kissed me on the head before proceeding to lave the room for the stairs. I watched her every step until she was gone.

My god, I thought. Not the evening I had planned at all. Better than I could have ever imagined. What now though. She knows I've been watching, in fact she's been performing for me. Do I just wait until next week. Make it a weekly thing? I guess I'd just see how it all played out. I had no idea how I wouldn't be peaking on her at ever chance I got. But I'll try to remember she's my mother and she deserves privacy.

So the next morning, before she left for work we had breakfast as usual. Neither of us said a word and all was normal. This went on for a few days. Same old regular routine except I'd been more a attentive of my chores and her feelings. We had a great week. Just normal, but somehow better. When things changed on the weekend.

I was supposed to head over to James's place on Saturday but it got canceled because he was grounded. So I decided to lounge around the house. Mom slept in as it was the weekend and finally trundled down the stairs in not much but her nighty.

"Oh," she said when she realized I was on the couch. "I thought you were at James's this weekend?" She had no bra on underneath and her nipples poked at her gown. I tried hard not to stare.

"Uh, yeah. He's grounded, for god knows what. So just thought I'd kick around here. Unless you want me out?" I added sincerely.

"Well, I'm going out anyway. Just going to go window shopping and pick up a new summer dress. You are welcome to join me," she said smiling.

"Sure sounds great." I exclaimed happily.

"Well, I best go get get ready," she said turning back to the stairs, yawning and stretching her arms up. Which intern lifted her nighty up. I got a good clear look at her naked, delectable butt as she proceeded up the stair, glancing back at me like she knew what she'd just done. I was instantly erect. Thankfully it was some time before she'd returned back downstairs all dressed. She was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts I hadn't seen her in since last summer.

"Are you ready to go?" She asked.

"What about your breakfast?" I replied.

"I feel like something naughty. I was thinking of grabbing some fast food on the way over." I wasn't a stranger to second breakfasts so I was delighted at the idea.

Before hitting the shopping centre we stopped for some hungry jacks breakfast. We both had hot cakes and got all sticky, gorging like a bunch of pigs. We laughed, ate and enjoyed our slop. Once at the mall mom spotted a beautiful summer dress in one of the first shops we just happened to pass. It was white with a blue cherry blossom motif, that cut off just above the knee and flowed outwards. Thankfully the store had one in her size and she rushed to the change room to try it on. I waited outside knowing already it would look great. We she exited the both she asked.

"What do you think?" The dress fit her perfectly. It was beautiful. She looked like a classic beauty, just more voluptuous and more housewifey.

"Marilyn Monroe eat your heart out," I joked.

"Oh, pfft,"she replied, swiping at the air in front of me. "Seriously?" she said more stern.

"Magnificent, no joke. That dress is made for you."

"I do love it," she replied gripping the bottom of it and twirling like a little girl.

"It would be a crime if you leave this shop without it."

"Ok," she said happily. "You've convinced me," she continued laughing. She reached into her purse and cut the tag off and literally walked up to the counter still wearing it.

"I just can't bear to take it off," she said to the shop keep who chuckled. So with her dress shopping already out of the way we strolled around a while and then went home.

We did our regular things around the house until dinner where we sat and ate in front of the tv.

"Would you like to watch a movie tonight?" She asked once we'd finished our meals.

"Sure, what you up for?"

"Something with action."

"Ok, no probs. I just got that new Marvel film and know you haven't seen it yet."

"Sounds great," she said taking the plates to the kitchen. I rushed up to my room and grabbed the usb stick bringing it back down to the tv. Mom was already on the couch, back against one arm with her legs spread out. I plugged the film in and hit play. I squirmed on to the couch under my mums legs so the draped over my lap. We began to watch the movie and it seemed like she wasn't very comfortable.

"You ok?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah it's just my calfs, I've been on my feet a lot this week." I wrapped my hands around them and began to kneed them.

"How's this?"

"Mmmmm, that's great." she moaned, leaning back with enjoyment.

My hands rubbed at the back of her legs, down to her ankles and around the bottoms of her feet. She was just soaking it up as we watched the film. I returned back to her calfs and massaged just below her knees. At that she bent her knees up and scooted closer to me. Her position provided a clear archway of sight into her dress. I could see her bare skin all the way up to her vagina. Obviously she's forgotten to put her panties on when trying on the dress. Maybe she wanted to feel freer. Whatever the reason, I was now trying so hard not to look down into my mothers love box. I couldn't help but instantly feel hard, there was no doubt she would feel it pressed against her leg. I began slowly edging up her legs gripping at her flesh.

Her soft moans getting more guttural as I crept further up her thighs, deeply rubbing all the way. Her right leg began to slightly move, brushing against my erection through my pants. It likely unconsciously but it was still turning me on profusely. My hands delved ever deeper, under her dress and ever closer to her sweet spot. My fingers danced in the sweat of her upper thigh as she shifted again lower on the couch. My hands were now millimeters away from her opening. They caressed her inner thighs slipping easily between them with her now flowing juices. I heard my mother gasp deeply as one of my fingers glanced her saturated lips. I could tell she wanted me to go all the way and I let my hormones take over. I plunged a finger in between her flaps and run it up and down circling around her nub, flicking at it teasingly. She wriggled with joy as I fondled her precious hole, crying out with new found pleasure.