Edward and Mia

Edward and Mia

All characters are over the legal age limit.

Warning: Alcohol is addictive.

This big, happy family lived at the end of a cul-de-sac. Well, that wasn't us; we lived next door to them. They were the Murphy's, Ella and John, with their two daughters, Sandy and Veronique. They were a happy family, always laughing, smiling, and joking around with each other. I never heard a fight or shouting, whereas things were completely different in our home.

Before I go on, let me introduce you to my family. First mom, Mia, is 5'6" short, beautiful 36D cup breasts, long medium blonde hair, no bangs, weighing in at a hundred and twenty-five pounds. She is well built because she still plays hockey once a week. Oh, and she turned thirty-nine last week.

Then my dad, Adam, if I could call him that, is 6'2", has dark brown hair, and weighs two hundred and forty-eight pounds. Just a fat slab of shit, his hobbies are drinking, fighting and doing as little as possible. He's forty-three.

Then there's me, Edward, mostly called Eddy. I'm 6'2", the same as Dad. I have blonde hair, slightly curly, weigh one hundred seventy-five pounds, and I'm twenty years old.

My dad is a full blown alcoholic, he never used to drink, but as I said he is happiest doing as little as possible or nothing at all, and that is why he was shot down twice for promotion at work, he also got reprimanded and told that if he doesn't improve he would be fired.

Don't ever try to backchat him; he's clever. He never hit me to leave marks or bruises. He'd slap me against the head, and believe me, he had big hands. My hands looked like a woman's hands compared to his. The other thing he loved to do was stand on my foot or stomp it. The problem was that when I got home from college, I would take my shoes off. If I could, I would wear my flip-flops everywhere.

He had minimal vocabulary at home, get this, get that, do this, do that and shut the fuck up, I'm watching this program on TV. Mom and I wouldn't even join him in the lounge. After meals, we would stand and do the dishes, because the dishwasher needed some parts. Since the drinking started, there was never enough money for anything but booze.

He wore new clothes, which his mom had to buy him, and new shoes to work every month, and we never got new things. Mom was working part-time, and so was I. He took half of what we brought home each week. We would go buy clothes from the thrift shop, two miles from our home. I loved walking there with Mom. We could use my car, but then we would be short on gas.

I loved my mother. We supported, encouraged, and motivated each other. We even shared in the workload at home, either mowing the lawn, doing the laundry, starting meals, and sometimes completing them when either of us had to work late. I would drop Mom off at work before I went to classes and pick her up after. When I worked late, she would take a bus home.

At night, after all the dishes were done, we'd go sit in the lounge but never speak. I'm not a feet man at all; people's feet put me off completely, but as they say, if you love someone, you would do anything for them. Mom worked for a department store, so when she went and sat in the lounge, it meant she'd had a hard day at work.

Most nights, I'd sit in front of her, pick up her legs and place them in my lap, then start massaging her feet. Some nights, after I massaged her feet, I would go to her room and get the nail polish to do her toenails for her, mostly to let her relax and show her how much I cared for her.

Sometimes her skirt would pull up a bit, and as I massaged or painted her toes, I could see her panties. That would sometimes cause me to get a boner. I never saw Mom as being sexy; she was just my mother, that's it. There was no desire or lust for her, only mother-son love. Some evenings when we were alone before the grouch came home, I'd let her sit on the couch and massage her neck and back for her.

Dad started drinking more and more. When I washed his coffee flask one night, I even smelled alcohol in there. Then, one night, he got home, and he found fault in everything. The lawn was too long for his liking, the house was too dirty, his food did not have enough salt, and the list went on.

"Adam, what the fuck has gotten into you?" Mom asked him.

"They gave me a final warning today, that's what's gotten into me, my food's not ready, and my Vodka is finished. What the fuck have the two of you been doing all day?"

"Give Eddy some money to get you your Vodka."

He gave me money, but not enough for the two bottles he asked for, so I asked for more money. Thwack, I got one against my head. Before I could move out of the way, I got another, and then he stomped on my foot with his work shoes. Fortunately, I ducked the next slap to the head and was out the door. While walking to my car, John, our neighbor, called me to the fence, so I went there.

"Eddy, is he drunk again? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Mr. Murphy, he's just had a shit day at work again, they gave him a final warning, that's all."

"You're limping, are you sure you're okay?"

"Just peachy, Mr. Murphy, I have to go get his booze, before he starts slapping Mom around again, please excuse me>"

"Eddy, if you want, I can call in a domestic violence complaint to the police."

"Mr. Murphy, please don't do that, as you can see, there's no evidence other than me limping, and I would like to see the sun rise tomorrow morning."

John just shook his head and went back inside. I went and got his booze, it only took me twenty minutes but when I got back, mom was crying.

"What did he do to you Mom?"

"Nothing baby, just leave it be, he saw you talking to John next door and got mad at me."

I told Mom what John had suggested about a domestic violence complaint, and that I had asked him not to do it. She just smiled at me, and I felt so sorry for her that I went and gave her a big hug. For some reason it was only then, that I took notice of her breasts pressing into my chest for the first time. She's always given me hugs, but tonight was the first time I really took notice. I felt my dick give a twitch but didn't take much notice of it.

"Mom go sit down and I'll finish here in the kitchen, after I finish I'll come give you a foot massage, I'll even paint your toenails for you. Howz that sound?"

"I'll go have a shower while you clean up here, and bring the nail polish with me when I come down."

Mom went for her shower, when she returned she had her finger to her lips, showing me to keep quiet. I saw she had this red nail polish that I haven't seen in her makeup drawer before, and knew why she did that, if he saw that, he'd have a fit and would want to know where we got the money from. I also saw she had changed and was wearing a faded old summer dress, which came to about six inches above her knees.

Again I paid no attention, until she sat down. She did not pull the dress down fully before sitting. She also parted her legs a bit. That, I found unusual, until I picked up her foot and started massaging it. When I looked up she had her eyes closed but I could not miss her sheer white panties. Was my mother trying to seduce me? I felt my cock start to fill out. Then I realized I had my running shorts on and there was no place to hide a hard-on.

When she opened her eyes she just gave me a smile, but at that instant I was trying to move my cock to a more comfortable position, I did not expect her to open her eyes so soon. She never gave me an indication that she saw that, she just closed her eyes again and I moved to the other foot. I lifted her foot higher than normal to get a better view of her panties. Was it my imagination, or was there a darker spot now?

Unbeknownst to me she had opened her eyes while I was staring, and I did not see it. When I looked up and saw her looking at me, I dropped her foot. Fuck she caught me. She actually did or say nothing. I took the nail polish and painted her nails. Dad was drinking for the first team at this stage, but as usual I didn't take notice; we were so used to it. Oh and don't you dare tell him to calm down, if you valued your teeth where they were.

I'm no mommy's boy, I would get a few punches in, but he worked in a steel mill, had hands double the size of mine and was two thirds bigger than me, even though we were the same height. Somewhere under that blubber were massive muscles as well.

It was only when I heard the bottle clank into the recycle bin, that I realized he had finished one full bottle of Vodka. While painting her nails, I looked at Mom, she shook her head and I knew to keep my mouth shut.

When he finished half of the second bottle he passed out, so we got a blanket and threw it over him, we dared not wake him, he'd kill us, but we knew we'd be in the shit tomorrow because we did not wake him. Mom and I went to bed, she in her own and me in mine. The strange thing however was when she kissed my cheek, she said she loved me, but then she gave me a peck on my lips. Once again I left it there, more confused than ever. Was she flirting with me?

The next week was like that every night, but now Dad was on two full bottles a night. So one night I went to Mom and said goodbye to her.

"Eddy, where are you going, you can't leave me here alone with him?"

"Mom, I might see you in the afterlife, for what I'm going to do now."

"Eddy wait, what?"

I turned and walked to Dad. I stood in front of him, got all the courage I had and said, "dad don't you think you should stop for tonight, you're going for two and a half bottles a night now?"

I knew what was coming, but at least deep in my heart I knew I did something, even if it was signing my own death warrant. He looked up at me for a second or six, took his whiskey glass (the one with the thick bottom) and stood up, at first he tried but eventually got there, and looked me in the eyes.

"You know Edward; you may be right... then again you may be wrong." Thwack.

The glass shattered against the side of my face, when I hit the ground he didn't kick me, he stomped everywhere he could find a place to stomp.

"Adam, for God's sake you'll kill him!" Mom shrieked.

I just lay there, trying to cover my face, I was only concerned about losing an eye or something. They were yelling at each other for I don't know how long. The next moment we heard sirens.

"Get to your fucking room, now, and if I see or hear you I will kill you before they take me away. And Mia, if you know what's good for you, you won't say a fucking word. Do you understand me?"

"Yes dad, Adam." Mom and I said in unison.

After the cops left, he poured himself another dink and made mom clean up the mess he made, as well as my blood. I heard mom crying.

"Stop your fucking balling woman."

"But what about your son Adam?"

"Fuck my son, that'll teach him to come give me lip."

"Adam he's bleeding; can't I go help him?"

"He's a man he can look after himself."

It was about half an hour later I heard a knock on my door. "Come in mom."

Mom asked, "are you okay, shouldn't we go to the hospital?"

"What do we have in the line of antibacterial ointment, plasters and bandages?" I asked.

"Eddy how bad is it?"

I had taken one of our black towels and covered my head with it. When I took the towel out the way mom fainted. I got up, picked her up and lay her down on my bed. I put my pillow under her head and a blanket over her, even though it was summer, and the fat fuck did not give money to renew our aircon maintenance plan.

Before I went to the bathroom to look for medical supplies, I went to the staircase where I could see him drinking, at that stage I could not care less if he drowned in his Vodka. I had already heard two bottles fall in the recycle bin, and he was on his third bottle.

I went to the bathroom and got under the shower, there was blood all over, the more I washed the redder the shower became, I had washed my hair and the bleeding seemed a bit less. After my shower I went to mom's room with only a towel around my waist. I found her tweezers in her bathroom cabinet and went back to my bathroom.

While I was looking at my face in the mirror mom came into the bathroom.

"Let me have a look."

The light was above the mirror and was brighter than the bathroom light itself, so I took her by her hips and picked her up and put her down on the vanity. In the process I must have pulled her dress up a bit, again a summer dress, but this one had more color to it. While she sat there I could see her panties. Again they were sheer but this time they were pink.

Where do you hide a hard-on under a towel around your waist? She looked at me and smiled.

"Do you like what you see baby?"

"Mom...! You're my mother."

All this time our conversation was muted. God forbid Dad walking in there, his wife with her panties on display and his son with a hard-on for his mother.

"What's wrong baby, am I too old for you?"

"M... mom, it's not that, don't get me wrong please, it's just... what if Dad should walk in here?"

"Baby, do you really think he's capable of climbing stairs after how many bottles, he will only come upstairs tomorrow when he has to shower, to go to work."

Mom sat there, not even pulling her dress down and even opening her legs a bit more. She took out as many glass shards as she could, put some antibacterial ointment on and bound my head with a bandage. After that we went to our own beds.

The next day I went to pick Mom up because she worked late and I was not in the mood for cooking. We stopped and got a pizza at our local pizza shop, after I phoned in our order from mom's work. When we got home dad was already drinking.

" Adam when did you get home it's still so early?"

"Took the afternoon off."

Mom and I ate in the kitchen at the small little table because Dad did not want to eat. While we were still eating the first empty bottle went in the bin. Mom and I just looked at each other, we didn't say a word. After Dad left the kitchen Mom said she's going for a shower.

'Baby, after my shower will you massage my feet and paint my nails for me?"

"You never have to ask, you know I'll do it, I love you soooo much."

"But we can do it here tonight, I don't want to disturb your dad."

The whole time we spoke it was muted, we didn't whisper, we just kept it low for Dad's sake.

When Mom came back she had on the same summer dress than last night, I thought, but it wasn't, it was shorter than that one, she had her hands full. When she had put everything on the table, she told me to sit down, took the bandage off my head and inspected the wounds, she had bought disinfectant and was cleaning the wounds.

"After your shower, I'll put on some ointment and a bandage for you."

When she done I got up, Mom turned the chair and sat down. I got down on the floor and started massaging her feet, this time I was prepared. Before she came back I moved my cock so it wouldn't be too obvious, or hurt me. She had her sheer white panties on again, and when I looked up at her I saw that the top two buttons were undone and there was quite some cleavage showing.

I could feel my balls aching and my dick stiffen. After the massage I painted her nails, her eyes never leaving me, every time I looked up she was looking at me, she never closed her eyes like she normally does.

This time was different, I could not care if she caught me or not I blatantly looked at her crotch when I looked up.

"And... do you like what you see?"

Whispering I said, "Mom are you flirting with me?"

"Why... what gives you that idea baby?"

"Tonight we're working in the kitchen, whereas we would normally sit in the lounge. You have never called me baby, and in the last week I've lost count on the amount of times you've done it. You wear these sheer panties with shorter and shorter dresses every day, whereas you used to sit in your work skirt till shower and bed time. Oh yes and going for a shower, then letting me massage your feet, not waiting for bed time to go shower like before."

"Before you carry on, I brought my body lotion. Could you rub my feet and legs for me please?"

Before I could answer dad walked in and dropped another bottle in the bin, I just shook my head and didn't say a word, I didn't want more glass in my face and hair. After he left I looked at Mom.

"Up till where do you want the lotion?"

"My whole leg, if you don't mind."

"Right up to your...?"

"I did say my whole leg, or don't you understand English that well?"

"See mom that's what I've just been talking about, but nevermind I'll do it."

I took the bottle of lotion and squeezed some into my hand, dropped some on her leg and started rubbing it in, the higher I went the more Mom would give these light moans. When I got to the top I thought, fuck this I'm going to touch her pussy.

A couple of times this happened and every time I touched her pussy with my thumb, her leg would give a light twitch. I went down and started on the other foot and leg, and when I got to the top, I touched her pussy and felt my thumb was wet, I looked and saw that her panties were soaked. Out of nowhere my hand came up and I smelled her essence on my finger.

Fuck I thought my cock was going to tear a hole in my shorts.

She whispered, "do you like it?"

"Mom, at the moment I would give my left testicle, to taste you."

She took her hand, pulled her panty out the way and stuck her finger into her cunt, brought it out and said, "open."

I opened my mouth and she put her finger in, I shut my mouth and sucked her finger like a lollypop. The taste was heavenly, musky and it had a slight sweetness to it. I was on cloud nine. Then dad spoiled everything.

"What are you doing in the kitchen, why don't you sit in here tonight?" Came from the lounge.

"I'm just cleaning Eddy's wounds dear." Mom shouted back.

I took that as my que and told mom I was going for my shower. Now as a rule, I don't lock my bathroom door because we've never invaded each other's privacy. I was halfway through with my shower, when there was a light tap at the door. What the fuck, does mom want to come in while I shower?

I thought, what the hell, if she wants to see me naked so be it, I whispered "come in."

Mom came in and put the ointment and bandage on the vanity, stepped on the toilet and sat on the vanity waiting for me. What the fuck was going on with her, I thought. So, ever nonchalantly I got out the shower facing Mom, took my towel off the rail and started drying my hair, my cock was semi hard, it was bobbing everyway it could and I knew she was watching, but I took my time drying my hair. I wasn't ashamed at my seven inches, because whenever I showered at school I saw that I was endowed slightly larger than most of my classmates. There was the one exception and that was a guy called Stanley, he was eight and a half inches, I know because one day for fun we measured him.

When I took the towel away from my face I saw mom staring at me. "What's wrong mom, never seen a cock before?"

"Oh but you are so funny. Where do you think you came from, the stork?"

"Mom, can I ask you a very personal question?"

"You may, it doesn't mean I'll answer it."

"When last did you have sex?" I asked.

"Eddy my boy, I'll be honest with you, I can't remember. A rough estimate, I would guess maybe three years ago, just before he took to the bottle, now my question. Why do you keep looking up my skirts and dresses?

Fuck, I never thought she noticed until two weeks ago, when she caught me and never said anything.

"Mom I've never seen you naked, the closest was the last time you and I went to the neighbors for a swim, and you had that black bikini on. I actually thought you were flirting with John next door."

"Aaannd."

"Well you're beautiful, at first I got jealous." I thought what the hell I have nothing to lose, "you love me, you care for me, those 36D cups of yours has always fascinated me, many nights, even days I've masturbated thinking of them and you have an ass to die for."

I went and stood in front of the mirror, not even bothering with the towel, mom did the ointment and bandage for me. When she was done she did not even try to kiss me on the cheek, I got a kiss on the lips, again I thought what the hell, I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in for a proper kiss. At first she tried to pull away, but as soon as my tongue was on her lips, she just melted into the kiss, she reached forward, took hold of my cock and gave it a few strokes. I was harder than a marble slab at this time, we had a bit of a tongue fight and she pulled away.

"Baby let's go sleep, before we do something we'll both regret in the morning."

"I love you mom."

"Love you too."

I woke up with a monster hard-on, it's been a while since I've had such a morning glory. I lay there thinking about the dream I had. Mom and I were swimming, but she only had her bikini bottoms on because I did not have a top on, she wanted to feel what I feel when I swim. It's the first time I've ever dreamed something erotic about my mom.

In summer I always sleep naked, with only a sheet over me. I took my cock in my hand, my pre-cum had started to flow freely now. Closing my eyes, I saw Mom swimming without her bikini top her 36D's clearly visible, even though I've never seen them, I could imagine her areolae were large and she had nipples the size of the tip of my middle finger.

My cock was hot and the pre-cum gave me enough lubrication. My hand picked up speed as I imagined my cock sliding in between those beautiful big mounds. Then I felt my balls pull up into my crotch and before I knew it, I was blasting load after load of cum out the tip of my cock, the first rope that shot out must have gone up about three feet and splashed down on my chest. The rest fell on or near my navel. I got hold of my boxers lying next to my bed and cleaned myself up.

After I put on a clean pair of boxers, I walked towards the kitchen and saw my dad still passed out on his TV sofa, I just covered him with the blanket that's kept there permanently now, and went to start the coffee machine.

I thought I'd be fancy today and make Mom some breakfast in bed, seeing I got up so early. I made Toast with eggs and bacon, went into the garden and saw a rose hanging over the fence. John was watering his garden and I asked if I could pick the rose.

"Morning Eddy, washing day today?"

I looked at him and saw where he was looking. "Oh fuck I'm so sorry Mr. Murphy, I was looking for a flower to give my mom."

He broke a rose of and passed it to me, I just grabbed it and ran for the house. I completely forgot that I only had my boxers on. At least his daughters were inside and I hoped they never saw me. I took mom her breakfast on a tray with the rose in a small vase. The smile I got was priceless even with her tousled hair she was a ray of sunshine to me.

"Morning beautiful, breakfast is served."

"Mmmmm, good morning handsome. What have I done to deserve this?"

"Can't I give my beautiful mother some breakfast in bed?

"Uh-huh, what do you want baby?"

"Nothing I'm just in a good mood today, see someone come fuck it up."

I told mom about John and the rose and it's been so, so long since I've heard her laugh that much. It made me feel so good.

"You enjoy your breakfast and I'll go start with the washing."

"Won't you take my hamper too, go get it in the bathroom then come here first I've got some more washing."

I went into the bathroom and got the hamper and when I got back to her she was holding the sheet up to her neck, her nightdress was lying on the bed so I took it. I could just imagine what it looked like under that sheet.

"I have a gift for you, you don't have to wash this today, if you don't want too."

She brought out her panties, I took it from her and looked at her quizzically.

"I know you love the smell, that one is fresh, I only took it off now."

Like a little boy I put it over my head with the crotch in front of my nose and my eyes looking through the leg holes. I took the hamper and walked away from her, she was laughing so loud I thought if the neighbors were sleeping, she'd have woken them. I walked out the room taking deep breaths. When I got to my room I took it off my head and put it under my pillow.

After I cleaned the whole kitchen I heard dad grumbling, so I took him a cup of coffee, he used to have milk, two sugars, now it's black with a generous helping of Vodka. He refused breakfast and asked whether I washed his flask he takes to work. He wanted me to bring it to him.

I went into the kitchen and curiosity got the better of me so I opened the flask and the alcohol smell hit me between the eyes. When I poured some into a glass it looked like I had put a double shot of Vodka with a teaspoon of black coffee in there. I poured it back into the flask and took it to him, he just kept filling his mug with it.

I was told to go buy four more bottles, at least he gave me enough money, but I was told to bring a cash receipt and the correct change, as if I'd dare steal his money. The whole day he was drinking, Mom and I did chores in and around the house, the hedges were trimmed I mowed the lawn and Mom dead headed all the old and faded flowers.

John called me over to the fence and gave me a dozen red roses, to give to Mom. Saturday evening, we were in the kitchen making dinner, I told Mom if we had money we could have had a BBQ.

'Oh shut up baby, do you think it's fun for me to stand here and figure out what to make for supper, while smelling all the neighbor's BBQ smells wafting in here."

Mom started crying, so I went up to her and just held her in my arms. After dinner she had a smile on her face again, and I was glad to see it. Halfway through washing up she asked if I would mind finishing up, she wanted to go for a shower after the long hard day we had. She told me to go for a shower as well, because I had to massage her feet again.

Mom was sitting at the table in the kitchen when I got back, the bottle of nail polish and her body lotion, was on the tables edge. She had her night dress on which was strange, because she always put on a dress, then her night dress when she goes to bed. Her back was towards the door, so I walked in barefoot and stood behind her. I pulled her hair out the way, and bent down giving her a soft kiss in her neck, she brought her arms up and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. We kissed for quite a while, then she released my head and wiggled her feet in the air. Sitting flat on the floor in front of her I lifted both feet and put them on my lap.

Sitting crossed legged, Indian style, I reached for the nail polish, then started doing her toenails. After that I took the lotion, put some in my hand and lifted one leg up, I had an instant blush, I swear I felt my face heat up, and knew I was more red than an over ripe tomato.

"What's wrong baby?"

I mouthed "panties," shit scared my dad might hear.

"Well you didn't wash mine today so now I have to go without."

"But you told me I did not have to wash them, by the way your drawer is full of panties."

"So, if you really want me to wear some you can go get me a pair."

"Uhm, I'm fine if you're fine mom."

"Then massage my feet and my legs, if you don't mind.

Every time I looked up I could see her pussy, the lighting was a bit bad at first, but I could see she shaved, and there was still some hair left. Now I knew why she sat with her back to the door. The higher I massaged the more the night dress lifted. I had a raging boner now, just then she started moving he foot up and down my cock.

She was rubbing over my cock continually, so I threw all caution to the wind, if she could do that so could I. When I got to the top of her leg, I moved my thumb over her pussy, she was already soaking wet, and she let out a moan. I took the foot rubbing my cock and dropped the other one down, instantly it was feeling around for my cock.

She would grip it with her toes and release it, then rub over it again. When I reached the top of her leg my thumb went straight for her clitoris, I could see it now because I had pushed her night dress up. She had a nice landing strip, it looked like she took a ruler, put it down and shaved on both sides. When I rubbed over her clit, she gave a loud moan.

"Mom keep it down. What if he comes in here?"

She looked at me and said, "he passed out even before I went for my shower, I've already covered him with his blanket, he's had three and a half bottles today. I doubt he'll get up, because he's pissed himself as well."

"Shouldn't we get him some help?"

"Eddy if you love your life, don't you dare do that. Can you remember the morning I was limping and told you that I hit my toe on the steps?"

She told me how she asked him to go see our priest or even go to an alcoholics anonymous meeting. He had slapped her so hard that she fell down, then he started stomping on her leg. She had called her boss and explained what happened and he told her to come to work with jeans for a week.

"Why have you stopped baby?"

While rubbing my thumb over her engorged clitoris I said, "I'm just trying to think of something else we can do for him but at the moment I'm stumped."

Mom was moaning even loader now, so put my middle finger in her pussy, there was a gasp and a guttural moan.

"Mmmm, baby don't stop, I've forgotten what this feels like, It's just not the same as doing it with my own hand."

"Shouldn't we rather go to my room? He might just stumble in here, but I know for sure he won't climb the steps." I asked mom.

I stood up and bent down, picked her up and carried her to my room, she was as light as a feather to me, her arms were around my neck and her head on my chest.

She whispered, "you know what we're doing is wrong."

"I know, but what happens in this house stays in this house. For now, I want to taste you, I want to hold you, I want to kiss every inch of your body, I'm so horny you can engrave steel with my cock."

"Eddy, cold I ask you a personal question?"

"Uh-hu."

"Have you eaten pussy before, for that matter, have you been with a girl before?"

"I've eaten pussy once but the girl didn't want to have sex, she gave me a blowjob, so please don't laugh, but I'm still a virgin."

"Baby I would never laugh at you about that. Could I ask you another question?"

I put her down at the foot end of my bed, went and locked my door and came and stood in front of her she then stood up. I looked in her eyes, bent down a bit and got hold of the hem of her night dress. She didn't say a word so I started to lift it, still no word was spoken. She lifted her arms and that was my signal, so I pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor.

Mom put her thumbs in the waistband of my boxers, and started pulling them down. When they fell onto my feet she kneeled in front of me, touched my leg and I lifted my feet one at a time, so she could remove my underwear completely. She took my cock, lifted it, then she started to lick from my balls, right up to the tip of my cock. I was leaking pre-cum and she licked it, pulled her tongue back in her mouth and moaned.

"Fuck this, mom get on the bed now, I have to eat you now, I want to taste you, feel you and smell you."

She got onto the bed and lay there with her legs pulled up, and spread wide open, it was the first time I could have a proper look at my naked mother. She was beautiful, her tits had a bit of sag in them and her pussy was clean shaven other than her little landing strip there were no hair not even around her asshole.

I went to lie down on my stomach between her leg and just dived in, I licked her from her little pink rose bud, right up over her pink pussy to her clit, with my flat tongue. When I got to her clit I hardened my tongue and swirled it around it. Taking my two hands I placed them on either side of her swollen labia, and pulled her open bringing my tongue down from her clitoris to her vagina, she was very wet, dripping actually, because I saw the wet spot on my light blue duvet cover earlier.

Mom tasted so sweet, I don't know if it was my imagination, but she was sweet and even had a sweet smell other than her musky, womanly taste. The girl I once ate never tasted sweet, she just had that musky smell that's all.

When I got to her vagina I shoved my tongue in as far as I could, my hand went up to those large beautiful tits of hers, and my fingers found her rock hard nipple, mom was constantly moaning now, her breathing was becoming faster and her hands were clenching the bed covers.

Pinching her nipple and going back to her clitoris, I put my middle finger in her, feeling around to find her G-spot, yes the internet can teach an inexperience guy like me some things too. As soon as I felt it, mom gave a squeal, so I pulled back my hand and inserted my ring finger as well.

Rubbing over her spot, pinching and pulling her nipples one at a time, and sucking her clitoris, moving my tongue over it was too much for her.

"Ooooh fffuuuck babyyyy oh fuck Eddyyyyyy I'm going to cuuuummm oh fuuucckk Eddyyyy I'm cuuummiiiiiiing aaaarrggg oohh fuuuuuccckk."

She was gushing her fluids over my hand so I pulled out my fingers and put my mouth over her pussy, sucking and swallowing for all I was worth. I decided to go for broke. I moved up the bed and before she came down from her orgasmic high, I pushed my cock which was leaking pre-cum like never before, into her slowly.

"Baby take it slow, mommy hasn't had a cock in her for over three years."

"I'll never hurt you, I love you too much."

"I know baby, but you are a bit... no correction, a lot larger than your dad so please take it slow, and I love you just as much."

"I don't think you understand mom; I mean I love you as in for real."

"I know that too baby, that's why I said I love you just as much."

I pushed in slowly and when I hit bottom I held it there for a while, my balls hanging against her ass. Feeling mom clamping and releasing, clamping and releasing, I also moved left, right, up and down a few times then I started pulling out. The thoughts running through my mind was unstoppable, I'm fucking my own mother, I'm not a virgin anymore, all my dreams even the wet ones were all coming true now.

I pushed back into her and her leg came round my back and her feet were on my ass. I started pumping in and out but not too fast, I wanted this feeling to never end. It was unreal my cock in a woman's pussy, so tender and soft, almost like velvet. Mom was thrusting up on my down strokes, then I felt her interlocking her feet behind me.

"Baby, now I want you to fuck your mommy, I know you've never done it before, so before you cum, I want you to give it to me hard and fast, we can make love another time."

As I started speeding up, "you mean there'll be more times, not only this once mom?"

"If your dad can't do it, this will be your new duty, in and around the house."

After hearing that I started fucking in all earnest, our pelvic bones were bumping into each other, my head came down and I took a nipple between my teeth, then started nibbling it.

I remembered all the moves from the porn I've watched, and let my pelvic mound scrape over her clitoris as much as possible, I even moved more towards her, lifting her ass off of the bed. I was thrusting so hard and so deep now I could feel my cock head bumping at the back of her vagina into something. I was not educated enough to know it was her uterus and cervix.

"Faster baby, faster."

I was fucking her at breakneck speed now and slamming into her. I felt my toes starting to curl and my balls slapping her ass. As I felt the tingle in my balls, my mother gave a loud squeal and her legs started shaking.

"Oh fuuucck baby I'm going to cuuumm all over that beautiful cock of yours."

That was enough to send me over the edge, "mom where should I cum because I'm fucking cloooossee."

"Cum in me baby I want to feel you ooooohh ffuuuuccck I'mm cuuummmiiiiiing babyyyyy ooooh fffuuuuuuck Eddyyyyyy I'm cumming on your coooooock aaaaarrggh."

"Moooooommmm here it comes, aaaaarrrrgggh oooooh aaaarrrgg. I'm cuuuuuummiiiing."

I shot load after load into my mother, I know there were six shots but then my mind blanked out, I kept on fucking and Mom kept on screaming, I felt her legs fall next to me and they were shaking, I still did not stop, Mom's back arched off of the bed and just as she started to pull away from me, I felt that the sensitivity on my mushroom head was becoming too much to bear, so I just fell flat onto her.

I rolled us over and let her lay on me, my cock still deep inside her. We were both soaked in sweat. Mom was lying with her head on my chest, her breath ragged and fast, as her breathing settled, she turned her head to look at me.

"Well, you're not a virgin anymore, that was the best fuck in a lot of years, and as for a beginner, I must compliment you, you lasted much longer than the guys I was with in college."

"Thanks, I guess, just as long as you are satisfied mom."

"And then some. Join me for a shower and then I'll go make us some sandwiches, I get hungry after a good fucking."

My mother and I went for a shower, where I ate her out again. We had sandwiches in the kitchen, naked, not even bothered about my Dad. That night mom and I made love several more times, and yes we ate a lot that night.

The End (maybe)

This story was edited by Moe789