It Was Fine Until Mom Took Over

She put the book down, having marked the page again and turned towards me.

"Every day you leave sticky patches on something or other – can't you be more careful?" she asked, her eyes seemingly glued to my groin.

"I don't always have a towel handy so I use what I can," I admitted, "Sorry Mom."

"Hmmm, you seem to make quite a lot too, don't you," she said, "What is it – three squirts or more?"

"Usually four or five," I said, "And sometimes they're quite strong too."

"What, up to your chest?" she asked, her legs crossing and uncrossing, "Or not that far?"

"Further – I've had some go over my head!" I said, "But that was exceptional."

"I bet it was!" said Mom brightly, as one hand pressed onto her lap then moved away quickly, "Mind you I'm not sure I believe you – that really must have been something to see if it did!"

"It did, really," I said, "I'm not lying."

"What were you watching then?" she asked, "What is it that gets you going best?"

"If you really want to know it was an incest video – you know, where the mother seduces the son or the other way around, I can't remember which," I told her, sure that I really had crossed the line this time, "They're my real favourites."

"Oh are they!" exclaimed Mom as she leaned towards the bed, "Find us one – let's watch it together."

My laptop was on the table at one side of my bed so I pulled it over onto my lap and fired it up again. Mom entered her own password and then it didn't take much to find my preferred website and a short while later a video was playing depicting a busty mother and a remarkably well-hung 'son'. They were already both naked and as Mom leaned closer so the woman on screen threw back the bedclothes and grasped the 'son's' penis, then leaned down and engulfed it into her mouth. The sound was turned off; the dubbed-on words and sounds tended to irritate me; but the action more than made up for it. I felt my cock jumping as I watched, then felt the sensation of precum oozing from the tip. I gasped quietly, but not so quiet that Mom didn't hear.

"Getting you excited is it?" she asked and I nodded quickly.

"Well, you'd better get him out then, hadn't you," she added to my complete shock, "We don't want you making a mess all over your bed, do we? Anyway, you were going to show me how far you squirt!"

"Mom!" I gasped, "I thought you were just curious and asking questions?"

"No way – I want to see the real thing – I said we'd investigate more tomorrow but your Dad's busy with his football so why not now?" asked Mom with a big grin.

It was that moment that caused everything to ramp up considerably. So far we'd merely listened to words and viewed a brief bit of porn but now Mom stood up, undid her skirt which fell to the floor, pushed back my bedclothes and eased herself onto the bed to sit next to me again. The warmth of her bare thighs was amazing and when I dared to look down at her, she was only wearing a pair of almost see-through panties that, being pale blue in colour, allowed the brown of her pubes to be seen through them. Her thighs were perfect; neither thin nor fat and even her belly was remarkably flat – she looked good.

"Might as well get comfy too," she said as she wriggled her ass around to settle beside me.

My cock though was still hidden and Mom wasn't happy.

"Come on, get him out darling," she urged, "Take your pyjamas off – you might as well, especially if you're liable to get them all messy if you don't."

For a few seconds I paused as I pondered on the morals of exposing myself to Mom. Somehow she expected me to cum while she sat there; somehow my world was about to take a huge leap into the unknown. Then something cracked inside me and without further delay I wriggled my pyjama shorts down and worked them off with my feet, then threw off my top as well then leaned back as far as I could. My penis stood there, surrounded by my pubes, glistening from the precum that had already oozed out.

"That's better darling," she crooned softly, "Now, how do we get you to cum – I mean, that's why we've got you undressed, isn't it? That's why we're watching this video."

"I won't cum by just watching it," I said, trying to be honest, then I left the words hanging.

"Oh yes, you've got to masturbate somehow, haven't you and I bet you need a bit more space?" Mom said as her hand slid over until it was resting on my thigh, "And not only that I doubt that you'll cum while you're sitting up, will you?"

I shook my head and Mom nodded hers, then she flipped the bedclothes out of the way entirely and motioned me to lie down. She leaned over me and rested the laptop on the bedclothes beside us, then pressed my chest down until I was reclining, facing slightly towards the laptop.

"That's better," she said, "Oh, hang on, I feel uncomfortable with this on as well."

A second or two later and she was removing her blouse, then shaking her substantial breasts around to get more comfy.

"Oh, that's better still," she sighed, "Right, let's get on with this!"

The video was still playing and apparently had something like fifteen minutes to go yet so we hadn't even reached the best bits but my penis still needed stimulation, something that Mom had already realised.

"Go on then, jerk it off," she said, "Make yourself cum darling – I'm waiting."

"It doesn't feel right," I admitted as my hand dithered, only vaguely touching myself, "I don't know what to do – well, not properly."

"Oh Chris, you mean you want me to do it, do you – I thought you might!" said Mom with a small laugh, "Come on then, let me get at him!"

I could hardly believe that Mom was offering to wank me – it was exciting enough just to have her in her underwear next to me but to have her touch me, to jerk me off, was beyond anything I could ever have hoped for. Sure, I loved incest porn but this was real life and was truly amazing.

Mom patted my hip and waved me to roll onto my back. From that position I couldn't really see the laptop but if Mom was going to touch me then so what!

A moment later and her warm hand was around my penis, already sliding up and down.

"Needs a bit of lubrication," she said as she leaned over me and dribbled a bit of saliva down onto my cock, "That's better!"

She picked up the pace, her hand deliciously tight around me while I lay there silently. I simply couldn't think what to say if anything – I was overwhelmed by the turn of events and the delicious sensations and anyway, Mom seemed to be an expert – her movements were both thrilling and arousing and already I could feel the pangs of an orgasm growing inside me.

"Ahhh!" I gasped eventually, unable to remain silent, "Ohhh Mom, just like that – yeah, that's brilliant!"

"Oh you like that do you?" she asked rhetorically, "I had a feeling you might!"

Her fingers continued to dance over my skin, stirring me strongly, causing my penis to jerk almost violently and my hips to do the same. She was good and as the thought passed my mind, so I felt the pulse of a bubble of precum being ejected.

"Ahhh, that's what I wanted!" said Mom quietly as her fingers spread the slippery juice around, "Smells so sexy now!"

"Feels sexy too!" I exclaimed, my mind having to release some tension, "I think I'm getting close Mom."

"Already?" she asked, "Oh, that's the wonderful thing about being young – you're so quick to cum, unlike us older folk!"

She bent over me more until I could feel her breath on my penis, then straightened again.

"I'm so tempted," she sighed, "But not today perhaps."

I didn't pursue the subject. Partially I was too scared to do so and partially I was most definitely getting quite close to erupting and my mind was absorbed in my pending orgasm. My body was also too busy preparing for my orgasm and Mom recognised the signs.

"You nearly ready?" she enquired and I nodded eagerly.

She glanced up and down, checking that nothing was liable to impede my eruptions, then tightened her fist around my cock and began to work me over. Her strokes were longer now and more sensual somehow and with every stroke she somehow thrilled the underside of my knob, so much so that every second I thought I'd be blasting off – but Mom seemed to have me under her control.

"I think you're right there, aren't you?" she asked, "Ok, let's see what happens!"

Suddenly her strokes changed; suddenly they became ten times more sexy and just as suddenly I realised that I simply couldn't stop now. I gasped loudly, then covered my mouth with my hand as I remembered that Dad was just the other side of the door – a hand that Mom quickly brushed away.

"Cumming!" I gasped, remembering to keep it quiet, "Here it cums Mom!"

Mom was really working me over now and with a final long and sexy stroke I erupted. The first pulse of cum sprayed wetly everywhere but the second one was a far more solid jet of white cum that simply flew into the air then splattered back against my cheek, neck and chest. A third jet cleared my pillow and a fourth splashed all over my chest and belly.

"Ahhh, fuck!" I managed to splutter at last, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh Mom!"

"Wow, that was really good Chris!" she said as she released my penis and surveyed the scene, "So you were right – you do spray over your head – that's amazing!"

Mom stood up beside the bed now and reached for a towel that I had over the back of my chair, then stretched over me to clean up the spunk that had flown past my head and for a few delicious moments I had a full view of her wonderful tits – almost within sucking distance of my mouth! For a second or two I was tempted but then I held back, uncertain as to how far I could go. A few moments later and Mom was cleaning spunk from my pillow and around my head, then she dropped the towel on my belly.

"You can do the rest," she said, "And keep that towel handy in future."

She looked at my alarm clock, then bent to gather her clothes and was soon dressed again, leaving me still naked and splattered with cum. She bent again and handed me my discarded pyjamas but I just didn't want to put them back on yet. There was something so sexy about being in that state with my Mom right there beside me, but then she bent and kissed me before moving towards the door.

"Get that towel to work," she said, "And then cover up – your Dad might want to pop in and say goodnight – you never know. Oh and don't forget about tomorrow darling."

A moment later she slowly opened the door, giving me enough time to wipe most of my spunk away, then I quickly covered myself, dragging the pyjama shorts back up and sliding into my top. A few seconds later and I heard Mom talking to Dad, asking him about his football and then there was silence apart from the gentle clatter of their mugs as they enjoyed a final cup of chocolate or something and their quiet conversation.

I lay there letting the last ten minutes rerun in my mind, remembering the incredible sight of Mom's partially clad body and the way she jerked me off so well. Talk about a turn-around – every night until now Dad had read to me and although he was a good reader there hadn't been a moment relating to sex but now that Mom had taken over it had been almost all sex! I continued to lie there with my eyes shut, unwilling to alter anything but still remembering Mom's body, hand and voice – until suddenly I woke up. A quick glance at my alarm clock, just visible in the moonlight, told me that it was just after 3 am and with a happy chuckle I rolled on my side and must have fallen back to sleep in seconds, my body content and relaxed.

The following morning was awkward for a little while as I couldn't help but see Mom in a very different light, but then it was all bustle as Dad and I prepared to head off to work and college, with each of us giving Mom a goodbye kiss. Dad's was mouth to mouth and mine was usually on her cheek but today she turned towards me and held out her soft lips. I kissed them gently but she pulled me tighter to her and kissed me firmly with her tongue sliding wickedly between my lips and teeth – then she pushed me away.

"Don't forget tonight!" she reminded me and I headed off to college with a half-hard penis as a result!

Around 4 pm I was back home as usual and Mom was there to welcome me but tonight with another mouth to mouth kiss.

"Go and put your things away darling, and if you've got any work then just leave it for now," she said as she guided me towards the bedroom, "Then come and tell me when you've done."

Disposing of my college work and such was a matter of just a few moments and I returned to find Mom at her mirror, preening her make-up. Usually at night she didn't wear any so this was something of a surprise but no more so than when she finished because she stood up, turned around and pulled me to her, letting our lips meet again, even more firmly this time.

"Mmmmm," she hummed happily as her tongue delved into my mouth, "Mmmmm!"

There was the delicious taste of her lipstick as we kissed and then she was pushing me away and towards the bedroom, guiding me to my bedside then letting go.

"Get undressed darling," she said, almost urgently, "Everything off!"

As she spoke she began removing her own clothes – her dress coming off in one go, then her bra and panties quickly followed, so fast that I was still lowering my underpants as Mom stood up and smiled at me.

"I've decided," said Mom, "There's no sense in dithering around and with you off to university soon I think you need a sex education – and fast! Not only that, your Dad hadn't been performing lately so I'm all frustrated and what you've got is just what I want!"

"We're going to fuck are we?" I gasped causing Mom to look at me sharply.

"No darling, we're not – we're going to make love, not fuck," she said firmly as she sat down and then rolled over to the centre of the bed, "Now come on darling, let's get busy!"

I was still somewhat scared about the whole thing; about what to do and how to do it. Less than twenty-four hours ago I'd been totally innocent and now I was about to make love to, no commit incest, with my Mom. Not only that, Mom seemed eager to be well satisfied and I certainly wasn't sure how I measure up or how I'd perform. I clambered onto the bed and knelt there beside the outstretched body of my darling mother and gazed at her from top to toe. She looked totally delicious – her lipstick hadn't smudged and nor had her other make-up – her perfect breasts still stood proud of her chest, even though they now overflowed to each side; her waist was astonishingly trim for her age and her pussy was a well-manicured bed of brown curls that was split by a deep pink-red parting that glistened with her juices. Her legs were long (as I already knew) and looked remarkably slim and her toes gleamed with a bright pink nail varnish. I could have gazed at her for ages but Mom had other ideas.

"Come here darling, let me feel him," she said as her hand stretched out towards my penis and as if under her control I shuffled forward until her hand could surround my shaft. Her touch was like fire to me and yet was so thrilling that for a moment I thought I'd blow off right then but then as Mom slid her hand down to cup my balls so the immediate urgency left me and I regained some control. A few seconds later though and she was back with her hand now sliding up and down my penis, slipping my foreskin over my knob and back until I felt a pulse within me and a bubble of precum oozed from the tip.

"Ohhh, look at him," crooned Mom as her thumb spread my precum everywhere, "So strong and big!"

I frowned as she described my penis because while I knew inside that it was flattery I also enjoyed it and seemed to feel my penis swelling and growing; a sensation that Mom somehow felt too.

"I think he's all ready for me, isn't he?" she breathed softly, "I don't want you going down on me or anything this time, I just want to feel him inside me, so come on, come over between my legs darling."

More willingly this time I moved, lifting one leg after the other over hers until I was poised over her pussy, my cock jerking with my pulse, thrilled with the idea of being inside my Mom. A drip of precum fell from my penis and settled in her little forest and Mom immediately reached down and massaged it into her skin with a big smile on her face.

"I think you'd better get him inside me," she said as her hands met and parted her lips, "We don't want him going off before he gets in, do we? Come on darling, slide him up and down between my lips and then put him in – I'm all ready."

I understood and bending down I was able to press my cock between the lips of her pussy. Immediately I felt the heat from her body and also the slipperiness there and realising what needed doing I slid my penis all the way down her slit, gathering her juices on my cock as I went. It glistened now, the knob glowing with blood under pressure inside and my shaft as hard as I'd ever known it.

"That's the idea, sweetheart," said Mom softly, "Now, try putting him in – come on."

For a moment or two I was lost, not knowing exactly where to go but then Mom's hands stretched her slit open with her fingers on either side of her vagina. Her little clit stood just above it and having located that I began to understand where I was. I took a deep breath and leaned closer and as I did so I felt Mom's fingers guiding me and then the warm, wet, slippery tightness of her vagina as it swallowed my cock entirely.

"Ohhh fuck!" I gasped, "Ohhh Mom, that's brilliant!"

"It'll feel even better when you start moving him in and out," she answered, "I'll let you get used to the feeling and then you can start making love to me."

I did just that, allowed my penis to soak in the warm bath that was her vagina and then, realising that there was more to sex than just putting my cock in a hole I started to move. I was a little shaky at first, not knowing now far or how hard to pump my cock in and out and not really knowing what Mom would like the best but Mom came to my aid.

"You've got the idea," she said, "Now, push deeper until you can't go any further, then slide almost all the way out. You can adjust the angle if you like; you might even find my G-spot if you're lucky but make sure you keep on sliding in and out – yessss, like that!"

It was quite easy to get used to the idea and as I became more confident so I pumped harder and faster, so much so that Mom gasped and jerked strongly around me.

"Ohhh Chris, I thought I was going to cum then," she said, "Keep going, keep doing whatever it was that you were doing!"

I did, pumping steadily and feeling both Mom's body and mine responding as our degree of stimulation became more intense. Mom kept gasping and jerking around but right now it was I who was getting there, it seemed. Suddenly I was feeling as if I was about to cum; suddenly my cock felt bigger and harder and stronger and suddenly I realised that a few more thrusts – no, one more now, would be enough to send me over the top.

"Ahhh, Mom, I'm gonna cum – I know it!" I spluttered as I did my best to hold off, "Ohh fuck – here it cums!"

A moment later and I could feel my spunk squirting powerfully from me in jet after jet that created a warm pool of fluid around my cock and at that moment too Mom suddenly seemed to rouse from her sensation-induced dream world.

"No Chris, don't – you mustn't!" she gasped as she squirmed strongly beneath me, "I'm not on the pill or anything!"

Her movements were enough to dislodge me and my penis sprang from her vagina, sending a last jet of cum straight up over her pubes and her belly. I shuddered violently as I blew my last load from my penis, then managed to hold myself still as I looked down at Mom. I could feel that she wanted to squeeze her legs together but with me kneeling between them that was impossible and instead she slapped her hand over her pussy.