Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2016 14:57:57 +1100
From: Joseph Hammond <jocastasbaby@gmail.com>
Subject: Oedipus got lucky Part 6

Oedipus got lucky  Part 6.


I realised that I was acting out just about every boy's fantasy, as my
fingers roamed the gentle contours of her breasts mother would sigh
encouragement "Oh yesss dear, just there, like that.....".  It was an
interesting situation, I'd never had a sexual encounter with a girl whereas
mum's sexual experience was confined to underage sex resulting in an early
teen pregnancy followed by what was I supposed a brief and totally
incompatible marriage to a boy barely older than herself.  So, is it any
wonder that much of our lovemaking was at first naive?  So much so that mum
having noticed my fascination with her pussy set about explaining the
various bits and their functions...until then I'd had no idea as to how
intricate was its construction "Use your finger..in a circular
motion...just there, gently stroke too yes on that thingy near the top, it
sticks out a bit....yes darling, that's it...mmmmm".

It wasn't until mother and I had been lovers for a couple of months that
slowly but then in a rush, I heard the details of her upbringing (if you
could call it that).  We had just finished a session of heavy petting, her
skirt around her waist and panties removed mother looked rather inviting,
particularly when you saw the skilled play of fingers between her legs, she
noticed the focus of my attention "So, you like watching me do this do you
darling?  You know...I always loved doing this to myself, right from when I
was very little..." she hesitated and her face briefly darkened, then she
went on "then one day, uncle Tim caught me. Dear me did I get a fright, I
thought I'd be in big, big trouble and froze where I was.  To my surprise
and relief he just came and stood beside me looking down between my legs,
then he seated himself never removing his gaze from you know where.
Clearing his throat he quietly announced "Naughty girl, so careless - lucky
for you it was only me isn't it?"  I wasn't sure about that but nodded
agreement anyway, he went on "So, we won't tell anyone will we?"  I began
to relax as uncle Tim continued "But we have to be SO careful, so very
careful....you DO like doing....things don't you, nice things...that make
you feel good?"  I nodded cautiously and uncle Tim beamed at me "So, why
don't you carry on then, let me see how you do it?"  I searched his face -
all I could see was an eager look - one of anticipation I now realise and
hesitantly, began to stroke my pussy as he watched."

I thought that mum might become upset given the way that this narration was
headed but "no", her heavy breathing indicated signs of mounting arousal
and I noted her busy fingers still at play, she continued "He just sat
there transfixed, occasionally he'd mutter things like "such a clever
little girl - are you enjoying it?"  Truthfully I'd reassure him that I was
loving it and ...did he like watching what I was doing?"  After a couple of
gulps in a croaky voice he answered that he loved watching me too but now,
well he needed to play and join in, he was going to show me his 'boy thing'
and then he'd play with it so we'd be playing together!  It sounded like
fun - and it was darling".  Here mum paused to reflect, a little smile on
her face "I never knew what boys had or what happened when they got excited
so when uncle Tim took his out I didn't know what to think, I just watched
but then he told me how boys did to themselves what I was doing to myself
and proceeded to demonstrate....it was sort of comfy you know, I mean us
there together being naughty, it was fun too even when he made strange
noises and shot lots of stuff from his willy!"  So darling, that's how it
all sort of started, uncle Tim never actually touched me you know, we came
to this arrangement, it went on for a couple of years until he moved away.
What happened was that I'd start by putting on a show for him, pulling up
my dress and kicking off my panties I'd stand in front of him with my legs
apart while I fingered my pussy, after a while uncle Tim would pull out his
dick and get to work while I watched - we sort of put on a show for each
other?"

Mum fell silent then in a reflective tone she resumed "You know
darling...yessss, you are doing it too....nice isn't it? When uncle Tim
left I thought that would be it, no more naughty games...but how wrong can
you be?  You see, he'd gone and told a friend, a friend who often came and
visited, so when he started sort of paying attention to me...I rather liked
it...you see darling even as a child I wasn't very pretty, sort of plain
looking but I suppose with a nice little body...boobs just starting...so it
was easy to make me feel good, just a few compliments and the friend - well
he was good like that...and it wasn't long before we took up where uncle
Tim had left off.  This time though, we did things a bit
differently...usually I'd let him half undress me then I'd sit on his knees
while...well, he used his fingers in me...not all the way but...yeah it was
nice...so nice that I would stroke his prick as he did things with me...."
I couldn't help it, listening to mum describe how she'd been molested - and
enjoyed it - tipped me over the edge, and I came.  Mum broke off, startled
"Oh darling...I'd no idea...you really got turned on.....you like the
thought of nasty old men doing things with mummy then?"  I knew that at the
present rate I'd be up again in no time so told her "Oh God mum, just keep
going, yeah I know it's kinky but....wow, it really does turn me on....here
let me..."  I desperately needed a grope of her...just imagining how
someone would feel with his fingers up the little girl and obligingly mum
parted her legs, ah yessssssss, juicy bliss.  As I fingered her I whispered
"He was one very lucky man mum....go on then!"

The problem with all this was - that mother was still very young, perhaps
it was her sexual experimentation but for some reason she hit puberty
rather early and her menstrual cycles began.  Nor did she seek to alert the
'family friend' she was having so much fun with, the thought simply never
occurred.  Gradually their sex games progressed, from simple fingering he
graduated to full digital penetration, the little girl delightedly heaving
her hips as he worked her over, mum told me that it was at this point that
she started wishing for something more, bent backward over his knees as his
fingers plunged in and out between her legs it is not surprising that the
squirming, writhing little girl proved to be too much of a temptation.

Mum's virginity had long since gone, frequent and thorough digital
penetration had taken care of that so the next and obvious step came as no
surprise to her.  Sure, it was thicker and hotter than anything inserted
previously but...oh yes, she enjoyed it.....again....and again...she let
him have her whenever circumstances permitted and for his part, well she
obviously enjoyed it and a lovely tight little pussy couldn't be ignored
could it?  Here I paused while fingering my mother and briefly reflected on
how she'd have felt as a pre teen?  Unable to help myself I asked it "Mum,
would you, would we, I mean would you have let me, do it with you back
then.....I mean think of all the fun...."  "Oh God yes darling but you
know, I reckon I enjoy doing it with you now more than I would have back
then, 'cause as we get older we women get more randy!  So darling, let's
enjoy!  But as I was saying.....it was when my periods stopped I began to
worry....too late though...."  The penny slowly dropped...what exactly WAS
the age gap between us??