Helping My Mum

It was a fine morning; I was enjoying the early morning sun, as I sat on the deck drinking my morning coffee. When I got a phone call. "Sorry to disturb son, but I was wondering if you could come and give me a hand for a couple of days?" She asked me,

"Sure Mum, wants the matter?" I asked her,

"I slipped and broke my right wrist rather badly," she said,

"Sure Mum, I can do that for you, I'll be there soon." I said and I hang up the phone.

I packed a bag and I left for mum's apartment. I got here, and Mum greeted me with a big hug. "Thank you for doing this for me son", she said as she let me go. "You go and make your self at home, I'm just going for a shower."

I was in the spare room unpacking my bag. I finished unpacking and walked out to the lounge and starting fixing myself a drink while Mum went to the bathroom. Soon I heard Mum's voice yelled out from the bathroom.

"Nicky, can you help me please! " Mum called from the bathroom. I made my way to the bathroom and found Mum in the shower, trying to wash her body.

"I really can't do a good job washing myself in the shower. Would you mind helping me out? " She asked me. "If you just take care of my left arm and part of my left side, I can do the rest myself." She said.

"I don't know, Mum." I was worried about seeing her naked and was somewhat hesitant but finally agreed. "Well, I guess I can." I knew that I would probably get so excited; she would see that I was getting a hard on. Damn, I might even come in my pants, and she would see the big wet stain! My Mum was kind of sexy-looking and just thinking about her got me excited.

In fact, when I jerked off in private, it was her image; I always had in my mind. But then I had quickly realized, she would be inside the shower and probably just see my hard on.

Needless to say, my cock was as hard as a steel nail after seeing her. She was magnificent, better than I had imagined. Large dark nipples lay in the middle of brown aureoles tipped her heavy round breasts. A neatly trimmed thicket of hair was wetly flattened at the bottom of her soft, slightly protruding belly.

Even at my tender age, of twenty, I was taller than my Mum and had to bend over to wash her. I grabbed the washcloth that she handed me and lightly scrubbed her back, I looked down, seeing how narrow waist flared out to her ample waist and luscious round buttocks. I began thinking about how good it was going to feel to jerk off that night with the real image of her body fixed in my mind.

I could not resist the temptation to extend my washing farther in order to caress her fine ass. She turned a little more and asked to get her left arm and armpit. She had turned enough so that I had a nice view of her left boob, water streaming off the tip of the nipple. I groaned softly, but my Mum did not seem to notice. The dark nipple was so firm and jutted out saucily from her pale breast that I was tempted to touch it. Mum did not say anything and turned to rinse off and then shut off the shower. I stepped away from the shower.

"Be a dear and hand me a dry towel," she said before I could exit the bathroom.

I turned back and grabbed one off the rack. When I turned toward her, Mum had pulled back the curtain, and I had another great frontal view of her -- Holy shit, what a body! I started to hand her the towel, but she asked me to dry off her right arm before any water ran down into the cast. Trying to keep my eyes on her arm, I dried her arm carefully and handed over the towel. I saw her look down, and there was no way she could miss how my shorts were boldly tented out in front. Red-faced, I grabbed my shirt and scooted out of the room.

I was not in my bedroom two minutes when I heard a knock on the door. I yanked my hand out of my shorts very quickly, having been trying to resolve the aching need of my erect penis. I groaned loudly and my Mum must have thought I told her to come in, and so she did, dressed in a thin robe. I could see her dark nipples through the wet fabric.

"I know I got you very turned on, baby. I'm sorry if you got upset," she said.

"I'm not upset, Mum, just... well, a bit excited."

"You're becoming a fine young man, Nick. I've seen you looking at me a number of times

and I can see just where you are looking."

"I can't help it Mum, your body... you are just so beautiful."

"I can help you out, baby, if you want, but I'd like you to help me too, okay?"

I must have looked puzzled because I was.

Her hands were stroking upward on my legs, and she was gazing at the significant bulge in my shorts. She began tugging at my shorts. I lifted my butt up to help her, why I don't know. She pulled my shorts down, showing my protuberance barely concealed by the thin fabric of my briefs. She reached up again and tugged my thin cotton briefs down my legs.

"This," she whispered, "is much better than I had hoped. Nick, just lie back and Mummy will give you a hand with this problem."

As I lay back, completely naked, Mum grabbed my erect cock and began to stroke me. It felt really good with her soft, still damp hand sliding up and down, slowly and teasingly.

Whenever her hand dried out from the erotic friction, she spit into her palm to lubricate it

again. As she pumped me carefully, she shifted back and forth, and her heavy breasts

swayed in the same rhythm. I watched her wet, pink tongue slide across her lips as the first thrills spread through my loins and made me quiver.

Groaning shamelessly, I watched my sperm flood out, dripping down her sweet hand onto my belly. My Mum milked my cock, running her thumb across the swollen head until the last pearly drops emerged. Then she rubbed my gooey emission into my skin as if it were some precious lotion. I knew I had made a bit of a rumpus with my moaning and gasping as she jerked my off.

"Oh god, Mum," I panted as she wiped the last wetness off onto my belly, "that was

amazing!"

"I'm sure it was, baby. Now that I took care of you, I want you to hold me and rub my pussy for me." She shucked off her robe and lay down next to me. Guiding my hand to her hairy pussy, she instructed me how to please her. I began to rub her moist, warm cunt slowly and carefully and found her interior wet and slippery when I pressed a few fingers into her. She and I were in a tight embrace with her body rubbing against mine, becoming damp from our excitement. Our naked perspiring bodies were pressed tightly together, rocking on the bed.

Mum's breathing became hard, and her hot breath washed across my skin. Soft sighs

became whines and groans. Her pelvis began to grind against my hand faster as she urged me to move my hand more rapidly. Finally, she let out a loud yelp, but quickly mumbled, "Don't stop!" So I kept on going, producing more groans and moans until she finally pushed my hand away and buried her face in my neck.

We lay like that for a long time. I think we both napped a little before Mum got up and put on her flimsy robe.

"What would you like for supper, baby?" she asked with a big grin.

At my request, Mum made us burgers and fries. As we sat there eating, I had some trouble looking her in the face at first. She noticed my shyness immediately, and began talking to me, reassuring that I had done nothing wrong. We had been merely helping each other out, giving our partners loving pleasure.

I began helping her with the supper clean up. It was quite nice, brushing against her and

getting a waft of her sexy perfume. Glancing at her, I could still imagine how she looked

under her clothes. Afterwards we sat next to each other on the couch and watched a few TV programs and talked quietly. We held hands as though we were on a first date, playing little games with our fingers. These same fingers had been fondling each other to wonderful orgasms only a few hours ago.

"Why don't you go up and take a nice shower, dear, while I straighten up a little down here. Then you can join me in my bedroom tonight if you want."

"Okay, I would like that." My mind was whirling about the possibilities that I might expect,

things I had only heard about in snickering whispers at school.

I don't know how many steps I took to the bathroom because I felt as if I was floating through the air. I took a quick, but careful shower and dried off. I pulled on my pyjama bottoms and emerged from the misty bathroom to find the apartment in darkness except for a faint light coming from beneath my Mum's door.

I tapped lightly and heard Mum's sweet voice invite me in. Opening the door, I found the room lit only by two candles on her bureau. My mother was lying in the bed, covered by a sheet, and propped up by several pillows. She pulled the sheet back on the empty side of the bed as a gesture of invitation. I slid in next to her and lay on my side facing her with my head propped up with one arm.

"We just have to take it slowly, dear, because of my arm, but later when it gets better we can have quite a vigorous romp in this bed."

Mum leaned toward me and pressed her lips against mine. I draped my arm around her

naked shoulders as she proceeded to give me stimulating lessons on kissing. Whatever she did, I followed as best I could as a novice. The simple kisses I had experienced with past girls were nothing to this -- This was real kissing! Our kissing became more extensive as our lips began to rove more widely. I learned that her lips could stimulate my manly nipples, but not nearly so much as my own moist kisses on her firm breasts excited her. My mother's body became moist with her growing readiness, and she flung the rest of the sheet away from our hot bodies and hidden, intimate caresses.

Glowing in the soft light, Mum began to kiss her way down my body, sticking her tongue into

my belly button as one of her big boobs pressed against my erect penis. Sliding down farther her head bowed down to my manly pole. Her eyes fixed on my own as she planted wet kisses on the dark, swollen head of my cock. Mum observed the changes crossing my face and then took the entire head into her mouth. Alternating between kissing the hard shaft along its entire length and taking more and more of my hardened tool into her mouth, she smiled up at me as if enjoying the immense suffering she was imposing on my quivering body. Abruptly, before I exploded, my mother stopped and slid up along side me. She locked her lips to mine and played a nice game with my tongues.

"Okay, baby, now it's your turn to go down on me," she informed me as she placed a hand on my head to give me a gentle push in the right direction.

I started to work my way downward, a little confused about what I was supposed to

accomplish when I ultimately reached my goal. After all, my mother had a completely different set of equipment down there. I could not exactly copy what she had done! I did not need to have worried because as soon as my lips were brushing her neatly trimmed pubic hair, she began to whisper instructions as she panted lightly in her own excitement.

"Kiss me, baby, right on those pussy lips, big wet kisses and don't be afraid to use that nice

wiggly tongue you have either."

Inviting my closer approach by spreading her legs, she reached down, and her outstretched fingers ruffled my head encouragingly. I could see those two outer labia parting to allow her pink, wet folds, glistening with her love juices, to invite my oral attention. Without any more hesitation, I gave her hot pussy a big slobbering kiss. Soon I was kissing her with enormous eagerness, tasting her womanly excretions with my tongue probing deeply into her.

Without her telling me, I pushed a couple of fingers into her, exploring the depth of her slick vagina. Mum began to rock her pelvis against my face. I felt her lift her legs, draping them across my back and allowing their gently weight to press me onward to my lascivious slurping and probing. She was becoming super worked up and was crying out and moaning. I wondered if I was supposed to stop at that point and lie next to her again, but I soon found out otherwise.

"Oh god, baby, make me come... I need to come so bad... Fuck me with those fingers... Don't stop, baby! Oh yeah! Lick my cunt more with that tongue! Don't stop! Ahhhhh!"

In the back of my mind, a little thought flashed that she had not brought me off when she went down on my cock, but it faded, giving way to my overwhelming desire to give her the pleasure she craved. I began shoving my fingers deep into her as my lips and tongue focused on a slick protuberance at the top of her pussy lips.

I heard her cry out, but it was not anything I could understand. I just knew that her body shook, and her heels drummed on my sweaty back. I began to pull back my face only to find her hands pressing me hard against her dripping cunt. I laboured onward to give her more.

Eventually, my Mum released my head from her passionate embrace. I rose up to see her body gleaming moistly in the dim illumination. Her chest rose and fell with her panting as her head lolled back and forth on her pillow.

"Are you okay, Mum?"

"Oh, yes!" she gasped and held her hands out to invited my embrace. "I'm really just fine!" It took her about fifteen minutes to get herself together while we cuddled together.

We kissed, and I knew that she could taste herself in my mouth. Then, slowly extricating herself from my arms, she moved off the bed and knelt on the floor. Pulling my legs over the edge, she squatted back on her heels and looked up at me lovingly.

"I'm going to pay you back now for what you did to me."

Mum began kissing the insides of my thighs until my cock was as hard as it ever had been at my horniest Moment of my life. Holding onto the head delicately with a few fingers. Her lips began to kiss my sperm-filled testicles. Her tongue probed my scrotum, busily pushing my hard nuts around. Sucking each one into her mouth she laved them softly in warm wetness. My fingers dug into the mattress.

I could not help myself in my growing enthusiasm for her lewd actions. I put my hands firmly on her head and combed her soft hair with my fingers as I gazed down, hardly believing I was enjoying such expert and loving ministrations. Pausing briefly, Mum lifted her beautiful face and smiled at me.

The thin drool on her lips was exquisite. Then she bent over my cock and swallowed it, her lips gradually slipping down to press into my unruly, curly pubic hair. I could feel her doing wonderful things with her throat before she let my mucus-coated shaft slip entirely free of her mouth. Ringing the shaft with her thumb and forefinger, my Mum slowly pumped my swollen rod. As she stroked me, she would give my cock a frequent wet kiss, and then take the head into her mouth. She even found time to smirk at me knowing the desire for release was about to drive me to lose complete control. That was on the verge of happening.

"Baby," my mother whispered, "I want you to come in my mouth."

Those words were the final stimulus, but Mum was quick and had the head back inside her mouth as the first violent gush emerged. I could see her flinch a little, as if my ejaculation was a surprise, but I did not have time to think about anything but the torrent of creamy syrup that shot into her with each spasm of my groin. As the flow abated, she used her hand to milk me clean, pressing the last few drops from my depleted reservoir of male juices. Then leaning her head backwards, she opened her mouth wide to display the pool of white cream she had gathered from my depleted body.

As I gazed down on her loving face, she closed her lips over her juicy reward and swallowed the entire mouthful in one gulp. When she opened her lips again, everything had gone away. Her hands reached up and pulled my face to hers. We kissed deeply, and I could taste the residue of my own sperm in her.

We lay together and slept deeply until dawn. I awoke with the need to urinate, and made my way to the bathroom, causing my morning erection to fade. I rinsed off my cock, washed my hands and mouth and returned to bed. My movements had awakened my Mum. She also needed to use the bathroom and returned with her tousled hair combed and a fresh appearance about her.

Without a word, we began kissing once again in the morning twilight. My swollen and flaccid penis was soon ready for more action. Mum's hand locked around it, and I began to fondle her pussy, finding it slick and wet, ready for more action.

"Well, baby, there is one more big thing for us to do," Mum whispered.

She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, lifting her knees at the same time. She guided me between her legs, and, reaching out for my manhood, my mother guided the head right into her juicy cunt. I automatically thrust myself into her going deeper with each gentle shove until I was buried all the way in my Mum's vagina. I could feel the soft membranes gripping me tightly as my balls rested against her ass.

"Mum, this is so great!"

"Yes, baby, so it is, and your big dick is doing a good job on me already."

Mum began to rock her pelvis under me, and I picked up the same rhythm, driving my penis in and out. Our incestuous coupling was immensely exciting. I never had imagined that my lewd daydreams would ever become reality. She locked her legs around my torso, almost lifting herself off the bed as we bucked against each other violently. I could tell from the previous day's activities that she was easily reaching her climax. Her orgasmic excitement was contagious, and I came myself, spewing a newly generated load of come into her. Each spasm found me driving my hard cock deep into her belly, as if to pump my fertile juice

directly into her womb. I didn't even care what the consequence was in my total abandon.

I allowed myself to slump onto her hot body, keeping most of the weight off with my elbows. Our mouths met and locked with passionate kisses. As my cock lost its turgor and slid from her, I remembered that I had implanted a rich load of my fertile seed inside my own mother.

"Mum!" I gasped, "What if you, you know, you get pregnant?"

"Don't worry, dear, that's not going to happen. Everything is under control."

That's the way it was for the entire next year. My Mum taught me many things, and I was an

apt student. The next time she showered, I stripped and got in with her. We had loads of fun under the warm spray, giggling and touching and making threats about what we were going to do to the other as soon as we finished.

Mum's arm was soon better, and I discovered she could be a wild woman in the sack. It was really great. Unlike the other guys, I never got horny and frustrated. My schoolwork improved. I even went out on a few casual dates with girls my own age. I never pressed them to hard to put out, and most seemed to appreciate that. I had a steady after a while and fingered her to little climaxes. Soon I had persuaded her to help me out too, and she would give me a hand job whenever I asked. It was all kind of cute and innocent. Sometimes we would talk about "going all the way," but I never pressured her to do it.

Soon we were lovers again. Between tumbling in bed with Mum and fooling around with my girlfriend, I was a well cared for young stud. Even when things became more serious with Cindy, my girl, I never could give up Mum completely, at least for a number of years. I introduced Cindy to oral pleasures. Soon Cindy was excited about getting on the pill so that we could have intercourse.