April 78

April '78

BY PaintOFM

It was the spring of 78, my sophmore year of college. The original plan was to attend the local community college for 2 years then transfer to Columbus, OSU. I was persuing a degree that I could apply to one day taking over the family business, an old fashioned hardware/lumber store.

It was the first really nice day in April, after class I went immediately to work with the intentions of staying til closing. When I got to work, I found out devastating news, my Dad, all of 47 years old, had a massive heartattack and once stabilized, sent to the Cleveland Clinic. The messsage that was left for me was to handle business for the rest of the evening, and Mom would be in contact.

It was hard to stay on task wondering what was going on 75 miles away in Cleveland. At ten, after the store was closed, I went straight home so I would be near the phone, looking back now, a cell phone would have really been nice then. My "squeeze" at the time, called, and ended up heading over. In the meantime I got cleaned up and was sitting on the porch burning one. Quite relaxing. Once PJ got there we talked about Dad, and the fact that we had not heard anything yet. As we were consoling each other, things got a little frisky, and as usual, I got shot down. Our evening ended shortly thereafter.

I must have dozed off after PJ left. When I was on the way to the can about 1:30, I heard sobbing coming from my parents room. After my water call, I stopped in to see Mom. She was sobbing so I laid down beside her to comfort her, and to find out what was going on. She explained, that the after testing and lab work, the Doctors determined that open heart surgery, was necessary. More than anything, I think Mom was scared because that type of surgery wasn't real common place then. The only caveat, Cleveland Clininc was one of the leading hospitals in this type of surgery in the midwest.

I kinda' spooned up against Mom's back so I could put my arm around her to comfort her. At one point, I must have accidently brushed past her nipple, and I felt it harden. I was so freaking embarassed that I had touched her that way, and even more embarassed that her body reacted that way. Eventually we fell asleep, with me with my arm around Mom. Some time later, I was roused when I felt Mom get up out of bed, seems like she went to the BR. When she came back into the room, it took a minute for her to get into bed. Finally she was back and spooned up against me like before and I drifted off.

Sometime before dawn, I woke up, with the typical 20 year-olds wood. That is when I realized it was actually resting between Mom's naked butt cheeks. What the heck I was thinking to myself, until it seemed like she was actually grinding towards me. I rolled over on to my back, hoping to be able to slip out of there without being noticed. Just then, she rolled over, put arm across my chest, and I noticed that the nearly sheer nightgown she had on had come open, and both of her big nippled breasts were exposed.

I imagined those nipples many times when I was in the privacy of my room flying solo. I remembered them from chance encounters as I was growing up, Mom wasn't a nudist, but not too modest either. Then here they are, within reach, and I have a raging hard-on. Mom must have noticed, suddenly she had her wrapped around my morning wood, gently rubbing up and down. As I was enjoyong that sensation, I reached out and tweaked one of her nipples, and it responded quickly getting as hard as my boner. This is the first time I looked into my Mother's eyes, and I knew there was something that was about to happen that would change both of our lives. The gentle strokes became firmer and more deliberate. As I lay there enjoying the attention, Mom repositioned herself so I could kiss those delicious nipples. The harder I sucked and licked, the faster she stroked. When I realized was about to come, I released Mom's nipple, and let loose my load. Mom seemed fascinated by the force and volume of my orgasm. As it subsided, the tender, gentle stroking resumed. Mom leaned in and gave me a reassuring, tender kiss, and of course, I kissed her back. She eased out of bed and told me she would be right back.

Minutes later, she returned with a hot washrag, and cleaned up the mess, and spent extra time on my softening organ. Once she was satisfied that the errant splattters had been cleaned up, she reached down and took a hold me again. Before I knew it, I felt her warm, wet lips sliding down over the head of my dick. Of course it did not take long to get hard again, and as soon as I was, she shifted, so her cooter was directly in my face, I did not need to be told, I started licking and sucking until I found her hairy little pleasure spot. As I was licking her, she continued the oral attention on me. After what seemed like only minutes, she was grinding on my tongue, and had a powerful orgasm of her own. When her first climax was over, she straddled me so I was able to enter her tight, warm pussy. After she and I were as one, the uncontrolable humping started, the harder I pumped in and out of her, the more response I received from her. I was truly enjoying the best sex I ever had. Mom seemed to climax two or three times by herself, but it seems like the most powerful one she had was when I started erupting inside her. Although this was my second time in the past hour, it seemed as much and powerful as the first one.

Shortly, Mom rolled off me and we held each other close. Tender kisses were the order of business. We must have dozed off, and were suddenly awakened by the bed side phone. It was the hospital, back to reality. After the report, and speaking to the surgeon, Mom thanked the person on the phone and hung up. She kinda' half sat up, so we could talk. She explained that they had scheduled surgery for the next day, a triple bypass. They told her Dad was stable, and seemed to accept the news. Mom was put at ease when the phone rang again, and it was Dad. It was kind of awkward laying here with my naked Mother, with my love dripping out of her, and her talking to my Dad about the conversation she had with the Doctor. I heard Mom tell Dad that she was going to take a shower and would head that way in about an hour.

As Mom was headed toward the shower, she told me that she had assured Dad I was in for the long haul, and that I would spend extra time at the store to make sure everything was handled so he would not worry. Mom proceeded to pack a bag since the plans were for her to stay in Cleveland a couple days until Dad was stable after surgery.

After several days of getting up early going to the store, then to class, and back to the store again, Mom was supposed to be home when I got there the second day after the successful surgery. Her car was in the garage when I got home Friday night. Mom greeted me at the door that Friday night. We discusssed Dad's prognosis and rehab so far over a couple cold ones. At midnight or so, I cleaned up the empties and headed upstairs. After a quick shower, I was just relaxing, Mom came in, dressed in that sheer nightgown from the night of our our first encounter. As she sat down on the corner of my bed, she tugged the sheet down that was covering the bottom half of my torso, and squeezed my bone. That one touch was all it took for the old boy to start stiffening. Being proud of herself and causing such a reaction, she leaned forward and took me in her mouth. I realize that I am only a normal size, but she seemed intrigued with my dick. Later, I would ask, she said that she had never sucked a circumcised dick before, because my Dad was not, and liked the different feeling and experience.

A long passionate oral session, I announced that I was close to busting, she tightened her lips, and quickened the pace. That is all it took, she took it all with out losing nary a drop. WOW! She whispered in my ear, to roll over on top of her, and of course, I obeyed my Mother. After ten minutes of making out, kissing, tweaking, licking, etc. I was hard again. I was told she needed me inside her, immediately. I obliged. Although I started out at a slow pace, I could tell she had a string of a couple of small orgasms. Finally as I neared the Brink, I started humping faster, harder, and deeper until my nuts were drained again. As we drifted off to sleep, we held each other. In the morning, I was in the shower, she surprised me and got in the shower with me. As we discussed the plans for the day, she had her hand wrapped around my stiffening boner, and pretended that she was helping me wash up, that of course culminated in dumping a big load all over her belly.

When we were done in the shower, she told me that although the recent events were awesome, she did not think we would be able to continue once Dad came home. I was a little crushed, but I could tell there was no shame felt between us, but we would forever share that bond we developed. Dad was home in 9 or 10 days, and after 2 months of recuperation, He was able to get back to work, gradually working up to full time, just as I got my Associates Degree.