My History with Mom

"Sorry George, looks like I beat you in tonight."

She got some paper and reached between her legs. She spread them wider and now I got a good look. I could see her pussy lips clearly. She was so casual, like she did this all the time, no big deal, I'll just wipe my pussy in front of my teenage son. My cock was now well on it's way to hard and it was very obvious.

"Oh, sorry Mom. I didn't know."

I backed out of the door. Now, mind you, all this happened in the time span of about 10 or fifteen seconds. I wanted to get my half hard cock out of her line of sight. I shouldn't get a boner looking at my Mom. Of course I picked the wrong side of the door. I was on the side towards my parent's room. Mom got up, didn't make any attempt to close her robe and breezed by me. I turned as she passed but she seemed to press into me and, to my horror, my dick rubbed along her naked thigh! Oh shit! I knew she could feel it. I quickly moved into the bathroom and took my usual position standing next to the toilet. My half hard was making getting started a little slow but in a second or so I was pissing nicely. Then I looked up and Mom had peeked her head around the door.

"Good night dear."

She took a long time to say that and I noticed she wasn't looking at my face she was looking at my half hard cock pouring pee into the toilet. It took her a while to move back away from the door and disappear.

Back in my bed I'm thinking. She clearly didn't mind that I saw her pissing and she certainly made a point of watching me. Very strange, but it felt very comfortable. Hell, if it's okay with her, it's okay with me. I was getting used to being naked around her and I liked it. I liked it that she was showing herself to me too. Pictures were nice but a real naked woman, even my Mom, was way better.

Now I came up with an idea. Mom knew I was bed fucking facing the door. I'd seen her hand on the door trim another time. I was feeling very wicked but I wanted to give Mom a show. I started bed fucking the way I used to, facing away from the door. But this time I had a small mirror. I would lean it against the lamp on my table so I could see the door while I masturbated.

The first morning, nothing, second, nothing. But on the third I saw her hand again, straining to hold the trim and I heard the moan this time. Now I know I sounded different when I faced the wall so on day four, five, whatever, I finally saw movement in my little mirror. The door moved open as I was rubbing my hard cock in that sock. The bed was creaking and I was hot.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH! So hard, so good! Mmmmmppppffff, ooof oooof!"

The sock had gotten very soft from all the washings and it was really good. I peeked and saw her face just past the edge of the door. She was so mesmerized by looking at my hard teen ass moving up and down and seeing my little butt hole and tight ball sack as I fucked the bed she didn't notice the mirror. Now the hall has carpet but my room had a wood floor. I watched as Moms head seemed to be moving. The door nudged open a little more. This was turning me on and I was close.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, so horny, ohhhhhh gonna cum!"

I banged harder, lost in my pending orgasm. As I felt the warm release of my cum I heard a moan and looked. Her head was inside the door! Mom's eyes were shut, she seemed to be shaking and I heard a splash. I moved and she disappeared. I got up to investigate. Just inside my door was a small puddle of clear liquid. I bent over. It wasn't pee, it had no smell. I was confused again.

So, this stuff continued for a few months. Sometimes Mom would 'accidentally' touch my cock as she left the bathroom. Sometimes she'd be peeing when I got up. Sometimes she'd walk in on me while I was peeing. The result was we got pretty casual with the whole thing and stopped saying anything about it. I'd watch Mom piss and she'd get up with her robe open. Or I'd stop pissing and just move aside as she settled on. Now, we didn't go naked any other time. We didn't discuss it. Oh, and yeah, Mom was watching me bed fuck regularly. She still didn't notice the mirror and she'd leave a puddle. When I came up from breakfast she had already taken my cum filled sock and the puddle was gone.

Because of my birthday I had started school late. I was eighteen and a senior in High School. I had a car. Well, it wasn't really a car it was a twenty year old jeep with no roof. But it was cheap and everybody loved it, except when it rained. My grades were awesome and I was involved in everything at school so one Thursday morning I wasn't feeling too hot. The nurse just told me to go home. They all knew my folks and it was a different time.

I pulled into our driveway and parked next to Mom's car. Today was her day off. I had a thought that she might be running my cum sock through the laundry right now. That made me smile. Since she gave me that sock she had never said one word about it.

I slipped in the front door, not meaning to be quiet but I was. I started up the stairs and I heard it, moaning.

"ohhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmmmm gnnnnnnhhh!"

It wasn't pain, I knew that. I slowly moved up the steps. Mom and dad's bedroom was on the right, the door was right next to the stairs. As my head cleared the top step I stopped and peeked very slowly over the top step.

Her door was wide open. It was a small room so the bed was only six feet from the door. Mom was lying on the bed, her feet to me. I could see she was naked. My cock started to get hard. Her legs were spread wide and I could see her hand moving through the sparse blond hair around her pussy. Mom was masturbating. I put my books down, moved down a step and unzipped my pants. My cock was rock hard. I very slowly moved back up till I could just see. Now I was stroking my cock as I watched my mother play with her pussy. She'd rub it and press into it. Then she'd slide a finger inside. I could hear the wetness from where I sat. Sometimes she's rub her clit. Yeah I'd figured that one out by now.

"Ohhhhhh yeeeessssss, oohh fuck! Mmmfffhhh mmmmffffhhh."

Her hand squished in and out of her soaked pussy. I'd never seen a porn film so this was off the scale, even though it was Mom.

"yes, yes, ohhhhh so fuckin wet! Oh so good, tastes so good!"

My hand was moving fast now. I didn't know how long I'd last. But Mom seemed to be close too. Her hand started ramming her puss.

"ohhhhhh close, close...ohhh fuuuuuccccckkkkkkk!"

She was cumming! I felt my cum jet out on the stairs. I looked up and what I saw changed my life forever.

CHAPTER 2

I watched in stunned amazement as she groaned loudly and a flood of whitish clear fluid poured out of her pussy. It was like a wave. I'd never seen a woman orgasm, just pictures and they never looked like Mom right now. She was panting and plunging two fingers deep into her pussy, and looking straight at me! I was hunched way down on the stairs with only enough of me showing to be able to see but I felt like I was standing in her door with a camera when we went eye to eye for a second. Busted, big time.

I ran or fell down the stairs and left the house. I hung out all over the place for the rest of the day and didn't come home till I knew Dad would be there. That way the yelling would have to wait. Mom certainly would not want to tell dad she was jilling, at least I didn't think so.

The evening was so fucking normal it was like the Twilight Zone. No looks from Mom, no double entendres, no hints, no nothing. She smiled at me and it was like any other day. Boy was I confused. I knew something was going to happen, it had to, right? Nothing did until.

Well I went into a no-bed fucking time again from the stress. Of course that lasted a week before I couldn't stand it anymore. So there I was one morning, naked as usual, nothing over me, little mirror propped up with my tight young ass flexing as I drove my hard cock into the bed. I just couldn't stop. Now, I had a girlfriend but back then things moved a lot more slowly. I didn't seem to be real smooth with her. We got along but I was having a lot of trouble getting more than a random feel. We hadn't progressed to fucking yet, which added to my stress. I had the corner of the mattress in my usual death grip and I saw movement in the mirror. Mom's slim frame was at my door. Her robe on but not tied. Then she came in, and closed the door! Naturally, I stopped masturbating and just froze. She came over and sat on the bed. She casually reached out and picked up the mirror.

"I guess we're even."

"I didn't mean to. I wasn't feeling well so the nurse sent me home. I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

She patted my shoulder.

"I know George, it's alright. Needless to say I didn't expect anybody to come home. I hope the sight of your mother pleasuring herself hasn't scarred you for life."

I sensed the ease in her voice.

"Well, Mom, if watching family members masturbate would scar you for life..."

Her hand on my shoulder gripped it lightly as she laughed.

"I guess I'm the one who should apologize then."

I was still lying on my belly and my dick was still kinda half hard and in my special sock but I didn't care. I rolled over on my back. We'd seen each other naked plenty of times by now but not knowingly with a boner. Funny, as I lay there talking to her she kept looking at my cock and it started getting bigger. I reached down and slid the sock off.

"No, Mom you don't have to. You figured out I knew and didn't stop, actually I kinda liked it."

Mom's hand went to my chest and she started tracing a random pattern around my hairless nipples.

"So, I guess you knew what your Mom was doing while she watched."

"Yeah, I kinda figured that out pretty quick."

"You don't' think I'm bad?"

It had never occurred to me.

"No, should I?"

Mom's hand traced an ever widening pattern. Now she was running her finger from my collarbone down to my belly button and everywhere in between. My cock was rock hard.

"Well, George, that's up to you. Maybe we shouldn't watch each other. But you didn't mind and I'll admit that I didn't mind you seeing me cum so maybe we aren't so bad if we don't mind."

"That sounds pretty good to me, Mom."

I waited for her response. Her hand moved and then stopped. There was a long pause. I could tell she had a question she wanted to ask but just couldn't quite do it. I was pretty sure what she wanted to ask. I was wicked horny and all the looking at Mom and finally seeing her masturbate had me wound up. I figured what the hell she watches me masturbate anyway, now she'll be closer. I moved my hand and gripped my cock and slowly started stroking it. Mom caught the movement immediately and just stared.

"Mom, am I being bad?"

"No dear, not at all."

Her voice was small and breathless. I shifted to the center of the bed. Mom just watched me for minute and then I saw it. Her right hand started sliding between her legs. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed and I couldn't see clearly. I stopped.

"Why did you stop George?'

"I feel funny. It's one thing to know you're peeking around the door but this is different."

There was another long silence. My hand was by my cock which was still plenty hard.

"So, you feel funny masturbating with somebody watching, sitting right here?"

"Yeah, it's just well..."

"What if...?"

I let it hang. I really didn't know what she was going to say.

"What if...the somebody did it too?"

Did my mother just offer to masturbate WITH me? The image of her cumming on her bed came back to me and made my cock twitch.

"That would be better. It would be cool. Yeah, I'd like that."

I went back to stroking my cock. Mom said nothing. Then she shifted around so she was leaning on the headboard next to me. As she moved she slipped off her robe.

"No point in being modest anymore is there?"

I stroked my hard cock as I watched my mother spread her legs. I could clearly see her pussy. The lips were open and red and shiny with fluid. I couldn't believe how hard my dick was. I'd never seen a pussy this close and never one so wet and horny. Mom's fingers touched her wet puss and she groaned.

"OHHH George, that feels so nice! Keep stroking, please. Can you cum that way or do you need to roll over?"

I was mesmerized by her fingers plowing up and down her wet slit. I could hear the sound of the wetness.

"I can cum this way Mom and I don't think it's gonna take long. I like watching you."

Her fingers picked up the pace now and she started doing figure eights at the top of her slit. Her legs went wider and now one was lying along mine as I pounded my cock. Mom was really moaning now.

"Ohhh George! You look so hot. Oh baby stroke it for Mom. I'm so wet, look at me. UNNNNGGGHH!"

I leaned over and a steady stream of fluid was at her entrance. Her hand was covered in it. That was it. I felt the pressure. I was about to cum right in front of my mother's eyes.

"Oh Mom, I'm cumming! Ohhh fuck!"

A long white rope shot out of my cock. It landed right along the top of her thigh. I think I saw her eyes roll back into her head. Her body quivered and I gasped as I saw the flood come out of her pussy.

"OHHHHHHFUUUUUCCCCKKKK GEEEEOOORRRRGGGEE! OHHH Watch Mommy cum for you!' AHHHHHHHHH!"

She was rubbing her clit hard and her pussy lips just sort of opened and closed as the juice poured out. After thirty seconds she stopped. Panting, she moved her leg away from mine and sheepishly smiled at me.

"The laundry lady isn't going to like me I guess."

I looked at the foot wide circle on my bed and smiled.

"Guess you need a sock too."

"More like a towel."

I couldn't help it; the wise guy in me just came out.

"Yeah, probably a beach towel."

Her jaw fell and she gave my shoulder a shove.

"Such a wise ass! Look at the mess you made!"

She pointed to her thigh which had three ropes of my cum running across it, merging as they ran down towards the bed.

"Sorry Mom, it just kinda happened."

She smiled a very wicked smile.

"Don't be sorry baby, you made Mom very happy. I think you liked it a lot too."

"Oh yeah, best ever."

There was a pause and Mom got up and moved to the door. She paused, her robe over her arm.

"Would you like to do it again? You don't have to. You don't have to answer right now, think about it."

I didn't have to think, I just smiled at her.

"I'll be here in the morning, Mom."

The next morning I was awake by six. I just lay on the bed, naked and uncovered, and waited. It took forever. At six thirty I saw my door move. Mom slipped in and shut it. Her robe was open; she paused at the door and slipped it off her shoulders. I liked watching my mother walk to my bed, naked with a smile on her face. I was laying on my back in the middle of my bed, my cock hard and sticking up. She just lay next to me, leaning her leg against mine.

"You ready to be bad?"

"Oh yeah Mom."

I started stroking my cock. She watched me, riveted to my hand. I rubbed my finger over the top and spread my pre-cum. She moaned.

"Oh I like that baby."

I looked at her.

"Are you going to rub yourself Mom?"

"Oh yes baby, I'm so ready!"

Mom lay on my bed with her head at the bottom and her legs laying over mine. I liked the feeling. I could see pretty well and with her spread so wide I actually could smell her pussy. I liked it. Mom watched my hand on my cock as I watched her fingers rub up and down her slit, the sound getting wetter and wetter.

"Oh George this is so bad! But it feels so good. Can you hear how wet Mommy is?"

"Oh yeah, Mom, you smell good too. Look how hard you make me."

She was deep into masturbating now.

"OHHHH fuuuuckk, I'm so horny baby! Arrrrgh! Ummph ummph!"

Her fingers were plunging in and out of her soaked pussy. I leaned over to try and get a better look.

"You gonna cum for Mommy baby?" She had her other finger down there now, rubbing her clit. She was going for the finish.

"Yes Mom. I want to cum!"

She was panting, on the edge.

"Cum on Mommy! Shoot your big load all over me, please!"

I was there.

"Ohhh shiiiit, ohhh fuuucck, here I cum Mom!"

With that a rope of cum lurched out and landed on her thigh, and the hand that was rubbing her clit. The second rope was on her thigh. Her eyes rolled back and I saw the wave of juice pour out of her.

"OHHHHHHHFUUUUUCCCKKKKKK! YES YES YES! OH SHIT!"

It poured out of my mother as she quivered and shook. I was bending over to see. Soon she just fell back.

"Oh shit that was good! George, your cum felt so good on my body, thank you."

I was very satisfied, but it was still a little strange doing this with Mom. But I knew what I wanted.

"I couldn't see you too well Mom."

She looked at me a little sideways.

"You want a better view George?"

"ummm yes, I like looking at your..."

"Pussy George, call it my pussy, it's okay."

"Okay Mom, I want to look at your pussy when you cum."

She got off the bed and slipped her robe on. She smiled and as she turned, she spoke.

"okay, but be careful what you wish for."

Chapter 3

I had a long day of sports and I was beat when I went to bed that night. I woke up to my mother stroking my shoulder.

"Hey sleepy head, want me to leave you?"

I rolled over and blinked. She was sitting on my bed, naked. Her breasts had just the slightest sag and the nipples were hard and stuck out. I thought I caught the slightest scent of her sex. My cock started to firm.

"Ummm no Mom, I guess I was a little tired."

"I can let you sleep. We can play any time."

I missed the 'anytime' remark and its possible import. She looked at my rapidly inflating cock and smiled.

"I think he's waking up. May I join you?"

I shifted and Mom settled next to me.

"I'm a bit horny this morning. Mind if I take care of that?"

I smiled and began stroking my cock.

"No, not at all Mom, you mind if I do too?"

She was running her fingers up and down her slit now.

"Oh please do. But wait, you can't see me too well, can you?"

"Uh, no, but that's okay."

No, my son, I want to give you a good view."

I was shocked as she threw her leg over me and sat on my belly facing me.

"Get a pillow under your head baby, I don't want your neck to get tired."

I reached back and stuffed a pillow under my head. Mom's pussy was a foot or so away. I could see the sex juice glistening on her pubic hair. Her lips were wide open and pink. A drop of fluid sat at the base of her slit and the clit was already sticking out. She had her legs on each side of me, bent at the knees. She wasn't too big so I didn't mind having her there.

"Now can you see? Can you still reach your cock, son?"

"Yes, Mom."

I had to reach around her thin leg but I could just barely touch the head and pull it.

"I want to feel you jerking off while you watch, baby. When you cum, shoot it on my back, please?"

"I'm not going to last long Mom." I gasped as I pulled on my cock.

"Me either baby!" She was leaned back and had two fingers plunging into her pussy as the other hand rubbed her clit. She was gasping.

"OH son! Get ready! I'm cumming!"

"Me too Mom! Oh fuck I'm there!"

My rope of cum shot out and I aimed at her back.

"OHHHHFUCCCKKK I FEEL IT! YEEESSSS!"

I looked at my mother's pussy, sitting on my chest, waiting for the flow. I got a shock. As I stroked out my last rope, mouth open and gasping, I saw her pussy lips flex and then a jet of her juice shot out and landed along my face and in my mouth. Mom was quaking on top of me.

"Oh fuckk so good! Unnnngggghhhhh!"

The rest of her orgasm just flowed out over my belly as I finished shooting three ropes of cum on her back.

She sat there, trying to regain her breath. She looked at my face, covered in her spend.

"I'm so sorry baby, I didn't know it was going to do that."