Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2010 16:42:04 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The bonding

He was at me again, my mother was asleep down the corridor, this ostensibly
was her boyfriend her partner of 6 months or so.  It had only been a few
weeks after his visits began that I noticed the way his eyes followed me,
Mum seemed completely unaware...she was only too happy I suppose to
occasionally share her bed with what was after all a perfectly personable
man..he was her senior by some 10 years or so while she was just at the age
where women are said to be at their most sexually active, and he was a
skilled lover, oh yes and what he was doing...felt great, really
great....in fact to show my appreciation I brought my legs up and wrapped
them around his waist, like this I could pull him even deeper....we must
have made rather more noise than usual, perhaps it was my muted cries of
"yes" "yes" but looking back I noticed the different shadow in the
doorway...it remained there and then quietly melted away....I let him
continue, nothing I could do about it after all so I might as well
enjoy...while I could.  I've always had an abnormally high sex drive...even
from an early age I'd experimented with girls and boys...and I discovered
that I liked men too, quite a lot and they seemed, to like me too.  Now at
15, I was almost perpetually on heat, Mum's current lover had been easy
pickings, allowing him a quick grope down near the pool from then on I'd
literally led him by the penis...and now he was finishing off, I hadn't cum
yet but I'd attend to that later, meanwhile it was fun to idly lie back and
feel his tremors begin, I'd taken him up me with ease and could feel his
thrusts as they sought to go deeper...another shudder and this time a gasp,
soon I had him convulsing and then he lay still, panting.  As he eased out
I felt the warm trickle..poor Mum, this should have been hers, I thought.
Next morning he was gone and Mum red-eyed and subdued, wouldn't look at me.

The situation was not good for either of us...both for different reasons
needed sex...days went by, then a week or two.  I could see something was
troubling her...eventually she reached a decision..we needed to talk.  It
turned out Mum was worried about the fact that it was her boyfriend who had
seemingly seduced me...the guilt was heavy upon her, and further she
worried that the experience might have turned me...well.... 'gay!'  I
listened with a straight face, before blurting out my confession, yes I'd
enjoyed what he'd done to me not just that once but over the months and
here I gave her detailed descriptions...how we'd done it, how many times,
and what it had felt like.  Now I sat at her feet with head resting on her
thigh...I liked petite women I realised and Mum was petite alright, she was
slim and small breasted too I reflected, I wondered what her breasts would
look like.  Anyway, I resumed my confession....I went on to explain that
just talking about it as we were now, did things to me, I longed for the
feeling I got as a man entered me, and as he fondled my penis (I'm being
frank with you Mum, I know you can handle it)...by now I had a hand
casually resting on an elegant calf...I didn't know what to do about it
either I told her, I'd never been with a woman (with girls yes - but so
far, not a woman), perhaps it would be different...I let that sink
in....then continued, Mum, you don't know what it's like to have a man all
turned on, you just want to wrap your legs around him as he does it and the
feeling as he cums in you....Mum's breathing was quickening - she knew what
it was like of course, all too well.  Now I was getting somewhere, and it's
not just what he does to me..inside either, there's things he can do
that...get me all excited even before that happens, I don't mean stroking
my penis, but do you know - if a man plays with my nipples for long enough
and if he's, really gentle...I'll let him do almost anything he wants.  I
had been actively stroking her leg while this was going on, Mum's breathing
was definitely tight when she replied

"I think I know how...you feel, about some of those things, I'd no idea
that it made you feel so.....good either..and you actually manage to
cum...when he's in you, without...um.. masturbating?"

"yes Mum, I can cum several times without him or me touching myself,
masturbating is something else I do a lot and I like it when a man is next
to me and we can watch each other do it...but I masturbate allot on my own
too, sometimes four times a day, even more if I'm turned on....that's
usually if I'm thinking of someone else...having it...done..to them...."

My fingers were stroking around the top of Mum's thigh, gaining confidence
I continued

"The thing that turns me on most though isn't imagining a man doing it...to
me..or another boy, though I like that too, but it is really, really sexy
trying to imagine .....you....having ..it done to you...I masturbate allot
just thinking about that.."

"Goodness, surely you don't...there must be lots of girls ...." her voice
trailed away for my fingers had just encountered....wet panties, her legs
parted

"Oh Mum, you are gorgeous, you've no idea how much you turn me on....and
here you are, you feel lovely, so lovely....so soft, warm....sexy...."

My fingers had slipped under her panties...now I was caressing her lips,
silky pubic hair by now sopping wet slipped through my fingers as I softly
felt her.  Mum closed her eyes, sighed, and leaned back, I could now survey
her, a trim figured woman in her early forties with sexual energy to
spare..from what I'd read I reckoned I could be having her for at least the
next 20 years...if I did this right.  Softly I continued

"This feels so different (true, it was even kinkier than the things I
usually got up to), I had no idea....a woman would feel like this...."

Here I inserted a couple of fingers, her moist warmth was my reward while I
noted that her legs parted further, quietly I knelt and gently began to
finger fuck Mum.  Suddenly, as if reaching a decision, she sat up straight,
raised hips and with no nonsense, peeled away her undies

"Since we're at it....I don't think we need those...do you like what you're
doing then?"

This was half playful so grinning back I merely withdrew my fingers and
cautiously sought the knob of her clitoris, now I was careful, not too much
pressure, certainly not too rough, a gentle circular pecking
motion...intent on my business I hadn't noticed Mum - her fingers busy at
her blouse she discarded it and leaning forward, sprung the clip on her
bra.  Her little breasts sprang free.  Speechless for once I could only
stand, drawing Mum up with me, shedding trousers I stood before her erect
and guided her slim fingers to my penis...as they began their skilled work
I gingerly felt each of those tiny mounds.  Mum's fingers were like magic,
by now both of us were highly aroused, almost hypnotised I stood there
fondling her breasts, occasionally I would take a nipple between lips and
...on her insistence suck it - hard.  Inevitably, I drew Mum close...I'd
wondered what it would be like to kiss her, there was a slight pause and
then her arms were around me as our lips met, the feel of Mum's tongue was
an incredible turn on, I was only now beginning to realise just how sexy
she was, sure I'd wanted her before but now - Wow!  Reaching down I
discovered, the insides of Mum's thighs were moist...

"Mum, can we go inside please....I think we might both need, a bed....I'm
just too turned on by you, you look so gorgeous standing there naked like
this...I hate to break it up but I need...you know..."

"What do you need then, come on, tell Mummy...what is it, does Mummy have
something...that you want then...is that it?"

Giggling helplessly I lifted her up, naked breasts viewed up close...caused
me to nearly start running.  We reached her bed, here Mum carefully
arranged pillows and things, thoughtfully she retrieved towels from the
bathroom and arranged them strategically with a cryptic

"Mummy knows best darling..."

"Mum, are you sure - you are moist enough, I mean.."

"No darling, Mummy won't need anything thank you, now I think we'd
better...see how we go..."

That first time I entered Mum the overwhelming impression was one of
warmth, as I did so my hand had been caressing her mound, sparse silky
hairs gave it a luxurious sensation and I let myself slowly sink further as
Mum raised hips to meet me.  I was now fully enveloped in her moist folds,
suddenly I felt a muscular contraction squeeze my penis, startled and in
awe I gazed at Mum's triumphant smile

"Mum, that's fantastic - you are a clever girl, oh wow! This is going to be
fun!"

It was fun too, both Mum and I had every intention of spinning things out,
we took it very, very slowly both aware that in our heightened arousal it
would be too easy to let oneself go.  So It was that in a relaxed way I
began making love to my mother, she responded in kind, languidly she'd
present a breast to be kissed and then we'd both revert to our slow
dance....now I wondered, did Mum use fingers down there?  I raised my hips
slightly higher and guided her hand to her clitoris as I did so.  To my
delight, Mum's fingers got busy...she was also smiling at me in
relief....very few women I knew regularly experienced a vaginal orgasm,
some fortunate ones developed the skills to ensure orgasm....and here was
Mum!  Now I knew that Mum and I would always be able to cum at about the
same time, and I could make it easier for her.  Lifting Mum's hips I moved
us around, now I was lying half behind and half between her legs, thrusting
into her from a different angle while she, had unobstructed access to her
clitoris.  I on the other hand now had a hand with which to reach around
and caress breasts as I took her.  Mum approved, she was enjoying this as
was I, reaching over her hip I felt for the hand at her groin, yes, fingers
were busy, very busy....and it was so relaxing lying here doing this to MUM


"How's it going Mum?"

"Yes, we need to talk darling....you know it's incredible...I feel as if
we've been doing this together for ages, I shouldn't be this comfortable
about...incest...should I?  But I don't give a damn..and it's much too
nice..how do you feel though darling, you're the one screwing his mother?"

"I don't feel as though I'm screwing you Mum...it's a bit like a dance, you
know one of those stately minuet's, if you knew just how sensational it is
for me, just to hold you like this, Mum, I don't want this to stop...we
make a good pair...this is special what we're doing - that's what I feel"

"Kiss me darling, kiss me then..."

So breaking away I took Mum missionary style as that lovely tongue again
probed my mouth, her arms locked behind my neck.....and I felt her muscles
contract below, God she was expert...carefully I timed my thrusts as Mum's
hips rose and one arm was removed from my neck, fingers got busy down
below, now I entered her only with half thrusts to give her room, this way
I prolonged my own release while permitting her to time herself

"Now, darling, now, cum with me...now!"

I'd never felt so relaxed after sex, happily smiling Mum reached for the
tissues.  Even though it was over I couldn't help myself, fingers strayed
over her trim little body - who would have guessed it harnessed so much
sexual energy...and as I looked at her our eyes met - I was becoming hard
again, and Mum was happy with it!

"Mum, I think, well, do you think....that perhaps both of ...us are sort of
- oversexed?  I've known for some time that I am....but I hadn't, been with
you of course and you know, I'm very very happy that we've, well found each
other...what are we going to do?"

Mum reached for my penis and idly began to stroke it hard, glancing at her
handiwork from time to time while I, slid fingers into her vagina

"Yes, I think we both are - oversexed as you say....see, I'm wet again down
there...does it feel nice darling?  Anyway, its lucky it's both of us - not
just the one, isn't it?  I think we both had a big problem didn't we, so
we'll keep this to ourselves - do you like having...an older girlfriend?
She's still in working condition you know...."

I'd grabbed Mum before she knew what was happening.....and wondered, how
many times would she let me do it...I had the feeling that Mum and I would
make a pretty busy team from now on!