MONDAY.

It was Winter-time and the darkness arrived early with the night-time cold keeping all but the foolhardy or dedicated, indoor in front of the fire at night. Monday evening and I had finished school and sports practice early and arrived home long before dark. While Mom was putting the finishing touches to our evening meal I had worked studiously in my room, completing most of my homework, finishing it after clearing the dishes into the washer and returning to my room.

The usual procedure at our place was for Mom and Dad to settle down in front of the TV for the evening, eventually stumbling off to bed about 10.00 clock. Dad usually finished up dozing and Mom reading or knitting while I liked to do crosswords. Our lounge was a long room, lavishly carpeted with 2 Lazy-boy chairs bracketing an open fireplace at one end angled towards the TV at the other end of the room. There were a sofa and a chair down each side of the room but I preferred to lie on the floor facing the flickering fire to do my crossword, the junk on TV holding little interest. Each night about 9.30 either Mom or myself made a hot drink following which we all drifted off.

By the time I reached the lounge Dad already had his chair tilted right back, the foot-rest was right up and he was dozing gently with his head tilted to the side facing the TV. Mom was leaning partially back and also had her foot-rest up and was reading her new library book and hardly looked up when I took up my usual position facedown in the middle of the room forward of my parents. I worked on my crossword for some time before dropping my pencil and resting my chin on my hands and gazing reflectively into the flames, thinking how pleasant it was in the warmth. I looked up at Dad and saw that he was completely out of it, snoring quietly and contentedly, and when I looked across to Mom I saw that she was still engrossed in her book and to my surprise I found that in her relaxed state her knees had fallen apart giving me a clear view up her dress to her panties. My mouth immediately went dry and I could not drag my gaze from the sight even though all I was seeing was the bunched up material of the crotch of her white knickers. Mom was not wearing stockings so the whole picture was in fact fairly innocent but to my inexperienced mind it was highly stimulating.

When I finally did manage to drag my eyes away from this view it was to see Mom look up from her page and see where I had been peering. She flushed and quickly closed her legs and I buried myself back in my crossword trying to look innocent. After some time I peeped up again to try and ascertain her mood, be it anger or embarrassment, and to find out how much trouble I was in. I found to my amazement that she was leaning back again and her legs were spread open once more giving me an even wider view than before and I wondered what Mom was up to. As a 15 year old my sexual imagination was on a steep rise but my experience remained at nil. I had had no involvement with girls and full or partial nudity was not something that occurred in our home. The most erotic encounter I had previously had occurred about 5 years previous when I had accidentally walked into the bathroom while my younger sister Wendy was standing in her knickers and vest. Wendy had not really developed much at that time and her breasts did not even push out the front of her vest. Wendy's violent protestations soon had me retreating from the bathroom in acute embarrassment and I had never seen her in an undressed state since, the opportunities being few and far between now that she spent most of her time at boarding school.

I finally lifted my gaze and caught Mom's glance, when she sort of smiled at me, and asked her if she wanted a hot drink. She wanted one but Dad didn't so I headed to the kitchen and heated some milk and when I returned with the mugs Dad was snoring again and Mom was still lying back with her legs still apart. When I had delivered her drink and was back on the floor with mine I again peeped and saw that something had changed – Mom had obviously pulled her panties on tighter as now they were not bunched up at her crotch but were stretched tightly showing an outline of a bulge with what seemed to be a split down the middle. My cock was rock hard and pressed against the carpet and I was frightened that I would start spurting in my pants. I had discovered the enjoyment that I could get from rubbing and fondling my cock some time ago but I had never done anything outside the privacy of my bed where I had always been able to clean up the mess I made afterwards.

As soon as I had finished my drink I decided to head off to bed and relieve myself so I climbed carefully to my feet, trying to keep the state of my cock from Mom's view, and I went to her to give her the usual goodnight peck on the cheek but when I put my hand on the back of her chair and leant down to kiss her she turned her head and our lips met briefly. Mom smiled and. with a twinkle in her eye, said,

"Goodnight, Sweetie, have a sound sleep and don't get up to mischief."

I was soon in bed and quickly brought myself to a very messy peak, fantasising about Mom, and afterwards I wondered at her words.

TUESDAY.

When I got down for breakfast Mom was bustling around in her nightie and a very thin dressing gown. This was highly unusual as, in the past, she was always fully dressed and I suddenly started to become aware of how sexy she looked. She was a typical middle-aged woman who had borne two children and taken reasonable care of herself. She was slightly overweight but was always well groomed and she was still firm and curvy in the places that she should be. I was immediately ashamed and embarrassed at my thoughts but that didn't stop me noticing the smooth, creamy white flesh of the top of her breasts which was visible when her top gaped open as she leant over to put my breakfast in front of me. I hurriedly finished my food, got to my feet to head off to school and, after pulling on my coat, I grabbed my lunch box and went to head out the door. Mom grabbed me and gave me a tight hug and a kiss on the lips.

"Have a good day, Sweetheart. Look forward to tonight." And she kissed me again as she released me. Even through the thickness of my clothes I could still feel her breasts flattening against me as she hugged me.

School was the usual uninteresting experience and I was pleased to be finally walking up the drive, another day over. Mom greeted me with yet another hug and kiss, an unusual occurrence, us being a fairly undemonstrative family, and sent me upstairs with a mug of hot soup to do my homework with the information that dinner would be a couple of hours. Things happened as normal and I was down in the lounge with my crossword about 8.30, hopeful, but without much expectation, that I might get another sight of Mom's underwear. I lay there for only a few minutes before Mom's knees fell apart and I was on the receiving end of much the same view as last night. Tonight however Mom was wearing different knickers, this pair was pink in colour and were light, filmy and, most important of all, they were SEE THROUGH. I was awe struck – I could see a dark black mass which I took to be hair, the same as I was growing above my cock, and two bulging lips with some pink fleshy bits poking out from between them. This was a cunt which I had heard so much about but never seen or really understood before. The sight almost had me groaning and when Mom lifted her left knee and lay her right one flat, opening herself even more it was too much for me and I gushed out my discharge without so much as touching my cock. Luckily I was wearing underpants and heavy sweat pants that prevented my discomfort showing and when I met Moms gaze the look on her face seemed to indicate that she was aware of what had happened to me.

A sports program started on TV which got Dad's attention and Mom, not being a sport fan, sat up and said she was going to have an early night and for Dad not to wake her when he finally came to bed. A couple of minutes after Mom headed off I climbed to my feet, said 'Goodnight' to my father and followed her upstairs. I couldn't help myself from glancing in as I passed her open door and saw Mom standing in front of her dressing table in her underwear and when she saw me in her mirror she smiled and turned and beckoned me in.

"I see you're going to have an early night as well but would you mind staying up for a few minutes and doing me a favour first? I'd love it if you would massage the tension from my shoulders and neck?" Mom was looking in to my eyes in the mirror and I couldn't speak, my mouth being completely dry, but I did manage to nod eagerly. She smiled, removed her petticoat, sat in front of her dressing table in just her bra and panties, and picked up a bottle of body lotion and handed it to me. I was so nervous my hands were trembling and I almost dropped the lotion and Mom obviously mistook the reason for my nervousness and reassured me,

"Don't worry, Dad always watches the whole of this show and anyway we will hear him coming up if he decides not too."

For the first time I started to realise the forbidden aspect of our actions and became aware that Mom was participating in our wickedness. I opened the lotion, poured some on my palms and after rubbing my hands together to warm it I began to massage her shoulders. Mom reached up and slid the shoulder straps of her bra down her arms and then she leant back and let me rub her, gently at first but firmer and firmer as we went on. After a few minutes I could feel the tension disappearing from her and I slowly changed from massaging her shoulders to rubbing and fondling her throat and neck, softly and gently stroking her and I felt completely gratified that she was relaxed so completely as I petted her. I moved from her throat and began to run my fingers over her face and she just sat there, with her eyes closed, obviously revelling in my ministrations, and I was excited to see her legs fall apart and expose her lightly covered pussy to my view in the mirror. It appeared that her cunt was opening up but I thought that was a silly thought and that I must be mistaken

Eventually Mom reached up and grasped my hands and pulled them down to massage her upper chest and the top of her breasts. After a very short time she unfastened the clip between her breasts and let her bra fall away uncovering all of her breasts for my attention. The nipples were hard and sticking out but I did not realise the significance of this but it was obvious, even to my inexperienced eye, that she loved me rubbing and playing with them. I could see in the mirror that her legs were slowly spreading even further and I watched, intrigued, as her hand dropped down, cupped and then pressed her cunt hard through the cloth of her panties. I don't think she was aware that she was doing this but suddenly she sort of shuddered and reached up and pulled my hands away from her and said, somewhat shakily,

"Thank you for that, Darling. I feel really relaxed now and I will sleep great tonight. I think it's time we both got off to bed now. Give me a goodnight kiss and away you go."

I bent to place my lips on hers and was somewhat shocked to feel Mom's tongue run across my lips as we were pressed together and it was with some relief that I hobbled from her room with my erection making movement really uncomfortable. Another masturbatory session soon had me spurting my second load in a short time and I really crashed completely out, not moving till it was time to get up for school.

WEDNESDAY.

This morning Mom was wearing a pair of silk pyjamas that I didn't even know that she owned, they clung to her and it was clear that she had nothing on underneath as when she moved the silk clung to her body and worked it way between the cheeks of her bum and the cleavage between her breasts. Mom was definitely sending me a message but I was too nervous to understand and act on it. When it was time to leave this morning Mom actually wrapped her arms around me and pressed her lips firmly against mine, probing and thrusting with her tongue until I opened my lips a little and allowed the tip of her tongue to brush against my teeth. I daringly allowed my hands to drop down and momentarily squeeze Mom's buttocks before pulling away and heading off to school in a highly excited state. I didn't dare allow myself to think of where all this might be leading.

I arrived home to the news that Dad and Mom were out for the evening and I would be left to fend or myself. To save cooking Mom had ordered me a pizza and she ran me down to get a video so I was quite happy to be left on my own. I consumed the pizza watched the video and then decided to investigate Mom's underwear drawer. I hadn't realised what sexy and sensual underclothing that women wore and I was soon aroused with the thoughts that the sight and feel of these flimsy items induced. I carefully replaced everything and headed off to bed where I masturbated myself to sleep.

I awoke to sound of the front door closing and heard my parents coming upstairs. Dad stopped off at the toilet and Mom stuck her head in my door, which I had left ajar, and I pretended to be asleep, not sure if she was fooled or not. I could make out the sounds of her undressing as Dad joined her and then she came back down the hall to enter the toilet next to my bedroom, not completely closing the door, and I was soon treated to the sound of her piddle hissing and splashing as she relieved herself. The sound of her wiping herself dry and then washing her hands was highly erotic and caused evil pictures in my mind.

Mom returned down the hall to the master bedroom and left their door open, normally a sign that they were not intending making love as they always firmly closed it when they did. She had not been in bed very long when I could hear her kissing Dad and him protesting that they should close the door.

"No. Just leave it. I looked in and he's sound asleep. Don't break my mood - just make love to me." Mom carried on kissing him and I could clearly hear everything. "God! You're hard tonight! I can't wait to feel that ramming into me. Do you want me to suck it a bit for you first?"

This was rapidly getting too much for my imagination and I decided that hearing it was not enough. I quietly threw back the bed-covers and slipped out of bed and began to crawl silently down the hall on my hands and knees.

"God! I'm drenched. Put it in. Please!" Mom sounded anxious and then I heard her grunt and moan out, "Oof! That's great. As hard as you can. Hurt me just a little bit."

By now I had reached their door and I slowly lifted myself up until I could see over the bed-end. Mom was flat on her back, naked, and Dad was lying on top of her, between her widespread legs, and he was still wearing his vest and he was thrusting his hips frantically at her. I couldn't really see what was going on but then Mom wrapped both legs right round Dad's waist and with their violent movements I finally got a glimpse of how his cock was buried deep inside her. I was so engrossed in watching that I neglected to take care not to be seen and I suddenly became aware of Moms eyes meeting mine. I nearly died and stood there in total fear waiting for the outburst that I was sure would follow but Mom merely smiled a little and then carried on with what she was doing. The two of them became more and more aroused, with Dad ramming his cock harder and harder into Mom, and I think that she eventually forgot that I was watching. The sounds of their lovemaking were not as I had dreamed they would be – they were both grunting, groaning and muttering to each other, the dirty words that they were using shocked me a little – I didn't think women spoke like that, and their actions were causing squishy moisture noises from where they were joined together. Dad's cock was larger and redder than I had imagined and the whole business was wetter and more violent than I had thought, not as sweet and gentle as in my dreams. Mom was not ladylike at all and was just as enthusiastic about the whole business as Dad was – I thought that ladies only made love because they had too not because they enjoyed it. Their violent motions seemed to increase in tempo and power until the two of them seemed to reach a peak at the same time, clasping each other tightly and shaking and shuddering and crying out together for some time and then slowly calming down and relaxing, still cuddling and kissing each other.

I crept back to my bed amazed and aroused at what I had seen and a bit jealous of their love for each other. Once again I brought myself to a climax.

THURSDAY.

This morning Mom was only clad in a thin nightie that draped her to mid-thigh. In the morning sunlight she might just as well have been naked as the bright light turned it almost completely see-through and I could see the cheeks of her bum and the split between them as she was faced away from me fixing my breakfast. I could see the small clump of dark hair framed in the gap at the top of her thighs and, when she turned, her breasts and nipples were almost as clear as if uncovered. I was still a bit nervous about dropping my gaze down to her pussy area when she was watching and did not even glance at this area. Mom placed the plate in front of me, gave me a quick peck on the cheek and said,

"Did you enjoy the show last night?"

"What do you mean?" I gulped out nervously.

"The video that we picked up. What did you think I meant?" she replied, all innocent, and I started to wonder if the whole scene had veen a figment of my imagination.

"Oh! Yep it was pretty good – plenty of action and as usual the hero won." I went on with my breakfast intending to get away to school before things got any more embarrassing.

When I was ready to go Mom stopped me and, wrapping her arms round me again, she demanded,

"Give me a good hug and kiss before you go, I miss you when you're not here." She pressed her lips to mine and once again probed with her tongue, forcing me to open my mouth and let her invade. To my surprise I loved the feel and the taste of her tongue and the sensation of it slipping, sliding and pressing against mine quickly gave me yet another erection which she must have noticed even through all the clothing I was wearing, she was hugging me so tightly. This kiss went on for what seemed like forever and like yesterday I let my hands drop down and cup the cheeks of her butt. Unlike yesterday, this time I kept holding them, squeezing and fondling, which she didn't seem to mind. When she finally pulled her mouth from mine she put her lips close to my ear, still hugging me, and whispered,

"Thank you! That was lovely. You kiss ever so well and taste great too. I think you had better get off to school before we do something we shouldn't! I'll tell you what, since you're being so sweet and caring to me – you can choose what colour panties I wear for you tonight. Mmmm?"

My mind reeled. What was going on here? I wasn't ready for this! But I was going to make the best of it.

"What about some transparent ones?" I bravely blurted this out as I squeezed her bum as firmly as I could and pulled her hard against my erection. Mom's eyes widened as I did this and she did not say another word as I headed out the door to school.

THURSDAY. (cont.)

All day at school the ramifications of what was occurring between Mom and me ran round and round in my head – what was all this leading up to and was I getting the right answers to the questions that Mom's actions were asking? Did she in fact want to have sex with me and if so why? I was only an inexperienced boy and she seemed more that satisfied with what she and Dad had done. Maybe what we were doing was completely normal and happened between all mothers and sons as part of growing up. Should I discuss it with some of my friends? For some unexplainable reason I was reluctant to talk to anyone about it at this stage and decided to wait for a while and let things just happen and see where it would all lead.

After a long, long day at school I finally arrived home to what was becoming a normal expected hug and kiss, and was soon in my room with a hot drink working on my schoolwork. At dinner the usual chatter and discussion of the days' events took place and about half way through the meal Mom asked,

"Do you have anything planned for the weekend? Wendy has a meet on this Saturday and I would like to watch her race. Dad would prefer to stay for his golf match and his lodge meeting on Saturday night but will go with me if you don't want to. What do you think – will you come?"

It took me about 2 seconds to agree and Mom looked pleased and went on,

"That's great, Dear. Wendy's first race is mid-morning and her second is in the afternoon. I thought I could pick you up from school and we could travel down tomorrow night, get a motel and go straight to the pool in the morning. We will take Wendy out to dinner in the evening, stay the night and come home on Sunday. Does that sound OK?"

Once again it took me no time to agree and I sat through the rest of the meal with funny thoughts running through my brain. After clearing up I went to head off to my room and just as I was leaving the kitchen Mom said,

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart, but I couldn't find any transparent nickers like you wanted and I'm so sorry to have to disappoint you." She gave me a quick peck as I headed out the door.

It took me a bit longer to finish up my homework as I kept thinking about this being the end of my voyeuristic peeping and how sorry I was that it was ended. I felt slightly relieved that I hadn't acted on my earlier thoughts as I had obviously picked up the wrong message from Mom and God knows what may have happened if I had tried to go any further with her.

When I finally went down to the lounge Dad was once again snoozing, as expected – following last night's night outing and sexual activity, and Mom was reading. She was tilted back and had her legs crossed and closely together and this confirmed to me that it was all over and I might as well get on with my crossword. After some time I looked up from the page to find Mom looking at me and when she saw she had my attention she looked down at her crossed legs and then cocked her eyebrow questioningly at me. I wasn't sure what she meant but I was agreeing to anything so, after checking that Dad was still semi-comatose, I nodded eagerly, not knowing what to expect.

Mom sort of swallowed and moistened her lips with her tongue and then slowly uncrossed her ankles and lifted her left knee, the one closest Dad, until her left foot was resting on the edge of the footrest, at the same time slowly bending her other knee and pulling that foot back until it was resting flat on the footrest. This left her spread wide open but because her dress was draped over her upraised knee and down over her other leg to below knee level my view was blocked.

Again Mom looked into my eyes and, after licking her lips yet again – her mouth must have been as dry as mine, she mouthed silently to me ' Are you sure about this?' and raised her eyebrows quizzically. When I nodded eagerly she slowly lowered her hand and grasped the right side of her dress and, after lifting her leg slightly, slowly inched it up, exposing herself to me. Mom made sure that the dress remained over her left knee so as to stop Dad from seeing anything amiss if he did wake and the picture of the soft white flesh of her inner thigh slowly becoming visible will stay with me for the rest of my life. As her dress slid higher her eyelids slowly drooped half closed, her face flushed slightly and she was biting gently on her tongue which was poking out a little from between her lips.

As her dress slowly rose I got more and more of a view of her and it suddenly became clear to me that she was not wearing any underwear at all and what I was seeing was her bare pussy in all its glory. Because of the way her legs were spread so wide apart the lips of her cunt gaped open a little exposing the pretty pink inner flesh to my incredulous view and the amount of dark frizzy hair that surrounded the whole area was a complete eye-opener to me as I was not aware that there would be such an abundance of it. Suddenly my trousers and underpants became terribly uncomfortable as my aroused cock became entangled and trapped and I found it absolutely necessary to roll slightly onto my side and fumble it to a less constraining position. Mom watched my fumbling at my cock and she sort of looked contented and then to my absolute amazement she let go her grasp of her dress and lowered her hand to rub at the top of her pussy with her first two fingers.

I swear that as she rubbed at herself her cunt lips spread wider open and the whole area suddenly looked very wet and hot. I had an almost irresistible urge to crawl to her and examine things from a lot closer but fortunately my survival instincts kept me from doing this as suddenly Dad coughed and spluttered a bit and he began to come back to the land of the living. Mom quickly brought her legs together and pushed her dress back down again, looking very disappointed, and I rolled back face down, hurting my cock a little as I did so. Everything appeared normal when he was fully awake and decided that he would have a hot drink with Mom so I headed off and prepared them, deciding to take mine to bed with me.

When I returned with mugs for the two of them I delivered Dad's and, after saying 'Good-night' to both of them, gave him a quick buss on the cheek and gave Mom her drink. I then rested my right hand on the chair back and placed my other hand on her dress covered thigh and bent down to kiss her goodnight. The way I was standing blocked Dad's view of my right hand and, because of the drink, Mom could not do anything about it when I quickly slid my hand up and squeezed her thigh almost touching her pussy. She flushed faintly and looked very relieved when I removed my invading hand and headed off upstairs. Yet again I had to play with myself and had to wipe up copious quantities of discharge – I felt like I was sporting a permanent hard-on.

FRIDAY.

This morning when I came down Mom was back to being fully dressed and as soon as I saw Dad sitting with coffee reading the paper I realised why. This morning's kiss was just a quick meeting of lips and then Dad looked up and said,

"I've got an early meeting near your school so I thought I would give you a lift. I need to be away in about 10 minutes so don't waste too much time." He returned to his paper and I felt quite pleased to be off the bus for a day.

"I'll sort out some clothes for you and pack a bag. Is there anything in particular you want? We won't need to return here from school then." Our forthcoming trip had, unbelievably, slipped from my mind and I suddenly grew excited again at the prospect of being alone with my mother.

"Nah - anything will do just make certain you chuck in a couple of tee shirts and my shaving gear." I was proud of the fact that I was shaving now and wanted to make sure that Mom was fully aware of this fact – even if my beard was thin and sparse.

The day passed by with out me paying much attention, being lost in the vision I was having of the weekends' possibilities, and when I finally climbed in to the car with Mom it was as if we were setting out to a new beginning. Mom was dressed for travelling comfortably and she was wearing a short black skirt, loose white top and comfortable looking casual slip-on shoes. She looked and smelt great and I leaned across and kissed her in greeting. Both our mouths opened and our tongues met for a few seconds before we pulled apart, somewhat guiltily, before any of my fellow pupils noticed.

"Right, Sport. Let's go. I've been looking forward to this all day. I'll drive for the first hour while you relax and wind down from school and then you can do the last couple of hours if that suits?" Mom started the car and pulled out into the traffic and headed for the freeway chattering avidly as we travelled. She was a very competent driver and I sat back and relaxed completely trusting of her skill. I watched her as she drove, wondering as to what she was wearing under her outer clothing and she was soon aware of my attention.

"Do you approve of what I am wearing?" she finally asked and when I replied that she looked absolutely 'Ravishing' she preened and looked very pleased with my response.

"Did you bring some gear for me? And if so where's my bag? " I asked. "I think I might get out of these school clothes if that's all right?"

"I just packed one bag for the both of us. That's it in the back seat." Mom responded. I turned and reached over for it thinking how intimate and sexy it was sharing a bag and sorted out a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.

I settled back in my seat and removed my shirt and wriggled out of my slacks, ending up sitting in just my underpants. I shook out my jeans and prepared to put them on, Mom glancing at me regularly to watch what I was doing, and when I moved to push my feet into the jean legs my cock, which had stiffened up a lot from my semi nudity, poked it's way through the fly of my shorts and stood proudly erect as if looking round for some sort of prey. I was immediately embarrassed and, blushing brightly, I quickly fumbled it back inside my underwear. I pulled up my jeans, dragged on the tee shirt and slipped my sneakers back on. When fully clothed again I turned towards Mom with the intention of apologising for my exposure but she beat me to the punch and said,

"Thanks for that quick display, Dear. I enjoyed it probably almost as much a you have been enjoying my little shows." She smiled at me and went on "Do you think you'd like to drive now?" and when I confirmed it she pulled over and parked, climbing out and coming round to my side of the car.

I climbed out and, playing the gentleman, I helped her in to the passenger seat and waited to close the door for her. I got a great display as she climbed in and I found out that she was wearing black lacy nickers, which she made certain I got a good look at as she sat talking, spread wide open with one foot in the car and the other still on the ground, for some time before pulling her leg inside and allowing me to close the door. I also saw that her nipples were poking out prominently through the material of her top.

We continued on our journey and eventually the lights of my sisters' new hometown came into view and we began to see more and more buildings and people. It was early evening by now and most places were lighting up and Mom suggested that we stop at the first reasonable sized motel we came across that had a 'Vacancy' sign showing and a restaurant attached.

We soon found one and I pulled in to allow Mom to book us in for a couple of nights. She soon returned, brandishing a key, and, after climbing in, directed me to a unit right at the end of a group. When we were parked outside it she said,

"I'm starving. Let's just throw the bag inside and then go to the restaurant. I was told that it's very good and has a bar attached. We should be able to sneak you some wine."

I was more than happy with this plan as I was also desperately hungry, having not bothered with lunch. We dropped our bag on the table just inside the door and found that the unit consisted of one large room with a table and 2 comfortable chairs, a TV and two double beds in it. There was also a bathroom/ toilet attached and there were facilities to make coffee or tea and toast - just a normal utilitarian motel, really. It seemed as if I would definitely be sharing a room with Mom and I eagerly pictured in my mind the views of her that I might get.

The meal was as good as advertised and we managed to work our way through a couple of carafes of the house wine and by the time we got back to our unit we were both feeling satisfied and relaxed. After locking the door behind us Mom suggested that I use the bathroom to get ready for bed as I would be much quicker than her so I grabbed our toilet bag and a clean tee shirt and headed off as she switched on the TV and settled down into one of the chairs. When I came out Mom looked me over, in my nightwear of tee shirt and underpants, and then stood up with her stuff in her hand and headed in to the bathroom telling me to choose either one of the beds, she didn't care which. I switched off all the lights and the TV and climbed between the sheets of the bed nearest the door leaving just the bed lamp on.

When I was lying there comfortable in the warmth I finally noticed that Mom had left the bathroom door quite widely ajar and I could clearly see almost the whole of the bathroom refected in the mirror on the wall over the table. Mom was perched on the toilet, peeing, and while I could not actually see her pissing I could definitely hear it and could clearly see her face. She was siting there with her eyes closed looking very contented to be emptying her bladder and I guessed that she had maybe been waiting for a while. When she was finished I watched her wipe herself dry with wads of toilet paper and I got a glimpse of her pussy as she did so, and I noticed that when she was finished she did not pull her panties back up, just stepped out of them and, as the toilet was flushing she bent down and picked them up. Mom turned on the taps over the hand-basin and as the basin was filling she removed her top and stood there in just her short skirt. She soaped a facecloth and proceeded to wash herself, attentively soaping under each arm and lifting each breast to wash under them. When she had completely soaped the top half of her body she rinsed and then dried off carefully. I was looking in the living-room mirror watching the reflection of her in the bathroom mirror but it was as clear as if I was standing beside her. My cock was so hard it was hurting and I was worried that I might involuntarily mess up the nice clean motel sheets.

When Mom had re-soaped the face cloth she did something that almost but not quite sent me over the edge. With one hand she reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifting it to waist level, she spread her feet apart a little and sort of crouched down a bit to open her crotch to the cloth with which she washed her cunt carefully, using her other hand. She rinsed off and then dried, rubbing vigorously with the towel. Mom then moved out of my sight for a few seconds and then returned, stark naked, and stood in front of the mirror again and shook talc all over her body, massaging it gently in, and then lifted her nightie over her head and lowered it slowly down over her body. As her face came clear of the see through material her eyes met mine in the mirror and I became aware that she knew I was watching her and I looked away, guiltily.

Mom came out of the bathroom carrying her skirt and blouse in one hand and she paused, framed with the bathroom light behind her, for a few seconds giving an even closer view of her all but nude figure and then she moved, breaking the spell, and placed her clothing on the other bed.

"I'm pleased you chose that bed." She said, "That's the one I would have picked as well." And not giving me a chance to think about it she flicked off the bathroom light in passing, threw back the bed covers and said,

"Move over! You don't need all that much room!"

I was in shock but did as she ordered and watched open mouthed as she climbed in beside me and pulled the covers back over both of us. Mom turned to face me and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me close to her. I could feel her lightly covered breasts pressing into my chest and I could even feel her hard erect nipples digging in. I knew she would be aware of my erection pressing against her soft tummy and I was embarrassed about it but it didn't seem as if she was.

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Mom asked, "I can easily jump in the other bed if you're not happy." I mumbled something in reply and Mom got the idea and pressing herself even harder against me she proceeded to give me the kiss of my life. Her tongue probed and investigated every inch of my mouth and the sensation of swapping saliva with her was very, very exciting. When we pulled apart she put her lips close to my ear and whispered,

"Did you enjoy the little show I put on for you in the bathroom? Your eyes were nearly sticking out of your head and I was sure that you would have masturbated before I was finished with you. Did you?" Mom stuck her tongue in my ear and licked all round, sending shivers up and down my spine – what else was going to happen to me? It appeared that life would definitely never be the same by the time this night ended.

"With what you were doing I nearly didn't have to. I nearly popped off without so much as touching myself. It was touch and go there for a few seconds – but I didn't."

Mom slid her hand down and gently ran her fingers over my erection and whispered in my ear again,

"So this is still fully loaded for me? I think it's time that you returned the favour and let me see you – since you've already had a good look at all I've got." And she threw the bed covers back and urged me to sit up so that she could take my tee shirt off. When I was bare to the waist she pushed me back down onto the bed and lowered her face to my chest and proceeded to lick and titillate me with her tongue, working her way down from my throat to my nipples which she sucked into her mouth and bit gently and teased with her tongue. I had never guessed just how touchy and arousing my nipples could be and I was soon panting for relief, at which time Mom sat up and began to work my underpants down. She urged me to lift my hips to let her get them right off and when I did so she very carefully slid them down, taking great care to lift the elasticised waist-band over and clear of my cock. When I was completely bare and exposed to her gaze I lay back down flat and my cock was so hard and erect it was pressed hard against my stomach. Mom looked admiringly at it and stood up to remove her nightie saying,

"Goodness. That certainly looks ready and eager for something. You don't have any ideas about doing to me what you watched your father doing the other night? Do you?" Mom stood completely nude beside the bed, only inches from me, waiting for my reply. I didn't know what to say so I said nothing, just groaned quietly. I was sure that Mom was as excited as I was, as what I could see of her cunt seemed to be very wet and the smell of her arousal was apparent even to my inexperience senses. Mom moved back onto the bed and lay back down beside me,

"I guess we'll just have to see where this all leads to, then." She said and she slowly ran her hand down the length of my body to gently wrap her fingers round the shaft of my cock.

"I think the first one should be just for you and we can then proceed from there." Mom slowly began to slide her hand up and down my cock at the same time reaching down with her other hand and cupping my balls and softly squeezing them a little. The feeling was exquisite – to actually have someone other than myself playing with my privates was absolutely unbelievable and the sensation was so different from my own ministrations that I couldn't believe that it was happening. It rook no time at all to bring me to a climax and the first squirt was so forceful that the sticky white fluid actually hit me on the chin. It seemed to go on for ever, each blast being slightly weaker and Mom kept up her rubbing right through the whole eruption, milking my cock completely dry.

When it was all over and I was lying there gasping and still shaking, trying to regain my composure, Mom finally released me and said,

"WOW! You certainly needed that. God – I've never seen so much cum.

It shot out all over the place. What brought that about? You must have jacked off last night didn't you?"

"Well I've been imagining and hoping for something like this all day and the teasing in the car and in the bathroom certainly helped wind me up. I thought I was going to die in the middle of that." I managed to gasp this out, still feeling as weak as a kitten.

Mom got up and headed in to the bathroom and returned with a facecloth and hand towel.

"We can't leave you like that." She said and she sat on the edge of the bed and washed all the discharge off my belly and chin with the warm soapy face cloth. She dried me off with the towel and taking up the facecloth again she began to wipe my groin clean. Her movements with the warm cloth soon had my cock sitting up and beginning to stand to attention once more and she was careful to finish the cleaning and drying gently, not wanting me to get overexcited at this time. When she had dropped the cloth and towel in a heap beside the bed she lay back down beside me and went on,

"Well - as I said the first one was for you, and you seemed to enjoy it, now we'll make this one for both of us." Mom moved closer to me and kissed me again and then guided my head down till I could take her nipple in my mouth.

"Work at it gently but not too gently." She ordered, "Woman love to have attention paid to their breasts and nipples and if you suck and lick them and occasionally bite them very softly you will get almost any woman highly excited and ready to have sex with you." This seemed like it might be a steep but rewarding learning curve and I followed her directions eagerly until she was groaning and writhing on the bed under my attention. Mom grabbed one of my hands and guided it down to her cunt and showed me how to run my fingers up and down between the lips of her pussy and then to rub firmly on the small hard nubbin at the top of these lips. The harder I rubbed the more she seemed to like it and she was moaning and crying out quite loudly as we went on. Her whole pussy area seemed to be soaking wet and the sounds my fingers were making as the probed and slipped around were much the same as those I had heard while watching Dad fucking her the other night. I was amazed to discover a large hole gaping open at the bottom of her cunt and Mom seemed very pleased when I instinctively probed with a finger. Pushing more and more in when I found that there was room, I finally had four fingers thrusting in and out of her and she was lying there with her legs flung wide apart, completely open and seemingly mine to do with as I wanted.

"I can't wait any longer. Put your cock in me and fuck me. Please! I've got to have you. Please." Mom pulled me over so as I was lying on top of her and I thrust desperately at her, trying in vain to satisfy her needs.

"Stop! Stop! Wait for a moment. I'll help you." Mom cried out desperately and finally her words penetrated my consciousness and I stopped my frantic movements. She reached down and moved the head of my cock to the correct place and then said,

"There. Push it in slowly. That's where it goes." And I did as she suggested forcing it as far in as I could. When I had it right home and our two bodies were pressed tightly together it felt so wonderful that I just stopped moving and lay there enjoying the feeling. Mom's pussy was squeezing my cock tightly and the hot warmth that I was sunk into felt so right that I never wanted to pull out, however Mom soon encouraged me to start thrusting in and out just as I had seen Dad doing and as I had been doing not so long ago with my fingers. I could feel the moisture building up and seeping out from where we were joined and the sounds of our fucking were quite loud. Mom suddenly wrapped her legs around me and with her heels against my bum tried to drag me even further into her body as she was shoving her pelvis hard back against mine in time with my thrusts into her. She had her head pushed right back and was scarlet from her breasts to the top of her head and she had her eyes tightly shut and was gasping desperately, her words shocking me a bit,

'Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!" I was really surprised at her language and desperate to try and satisfy her but not sure what else to do so I just kept on jamming my cock in as hard as I could. I could feel my own climax coming and suddenly I reached a point where Mom's needs became secondary to my own and I had to bring myself off. Another couple of pushes and I began to spurt deep inside her and I wanted to lie there not moving just emptying my balls. Luckily Mom must have also been right on the edge as the same time as when she felt me erupt she also came and we clutched desperately at each other as we shook and moaned our way through a mutual spend.

When it was all over I rolled off Mom and lay beside her, recovering slowly, and she finally rolled on to her side, facing me, and looking lovingly at me asked,

"Are you sure you've never had sex before? That was incredible and if it was your first time God knows how good you'll be with some practice."

"That was definitely the only sex I've ever had with anyone else present. How could it not be great with you? Do you realise just how sexy you are?" I was still weak and only just capable of replying.

"Well for us both to cum together on your very first attempt is really unbelievable. Now I think we had better get some sleep – I don't think either one of us is capable of anything further to-night." And after pulling the covers back over us she cuddled closely into me and gave me a chaste kiss goodnight and I was unconscious in no time at all.

SATURDAY.

For the first time in my life I woke with a naked lady cuddled in to my side. The fact that she was my mother did not diminish my feeling of wonderment and happiness at all and when I looked down on her sleeping form I was overcome with my good fortune. She was sleeping peacefully with her lips parted in what looked like a faint smile and she was snoring very quietly and looked to be totally trusting and relaxed. I was dying for a piss and I attempted to lift her arm from where it was draped over me but when I moved it Mom woke and smiled contentedly at me.

"Good morning, Lover. How do you feel today?" she reached up and gave me good-morning kiss.

"Absolutely wonderful! Except I desperately need to visit the toilet."

"Oh! Right you'd better go then. What's the time?" Mom looked at the bedside clock and sat up alarmed. "God! It's nearly 8.30 and Wendy's first race is at 10.00. We'll have to rush. Quick you use the toilet and grab a shower first as you'll be quicker than me. Bugger. I had hoped to have another sexy session with you but it will have to wait till tonight now."

I was infected by Mom's sense of urgency and quickly headed into the bathroom, flicking on the shower to warm up before attending to my urgent need to empty my bladder. After pissing for what seemed like forever I climbed into the shower and stood letting the hot water cascade over me as I thought about last night's happenings. It had obviously tired us both out completely as was evidenced by the length of time we had slept.

Suddenly the door opened and I heard Mom come into the bathroom and lower the seat on the toilet and sit down. I pulled the curtain back and looked out at her – she was sitting, totally naked, with her legs apart and piddling quite happily. She looked up and met my gaze and said,

"Would you look at the state of me. I'm covered in our mixed juices and yours has gone all flaky and hard. I really need a shower." The sight of Mom perched there, unconcerned, talking to me was extremely stimulating and my cock started to stand up, interested.

"Hmmm. That looks delicious. It's a pity we haven't got time to do anything about it. Try and keep it in good condition for later. Now get out of there and let me in." As I stepped out and reached for a towel Mom gave herself a perfunctory wipe with some toilet paper and then hopped directly under the flowing water.

I stood there thinking about how great it felt to be naked and drying myself right next to my nude mother in the shower. This time yesterday the thought of this happening had never even entered my head and it was keeping me excited and in a condition where it was not possible to get dressed. I left the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed and thought about mundane things until my erection has subsided to a state where I could put my underpants on and then finish dressing. Mom then came out wrapped in a towel and began to rummage through our bag for clean clothing. The sight of her backside and hairy pussy below the towel as she bent over was starting to affect me and I found it hard to keep my mind on what she was asking.

"What should I wear do you think?" she asked and when I replied that she should wear the same skirt with a clean blouse she agreed and then held up a couple of sets of underwear.

"Which of these then?" and I quickly chose the sexy grey set over the white ones and she proceeded to drop her towel and step into the panties and pull them up. They were something like boxer shorts only thinner, lighter and a whole lot sexier. My dick was rising again and Mom noticed my discomfit so she said,

"It's of no use you getting excited. Pull the covers back on the bed and look at the state of the sheets. Drag them off and leave them in a heap to get changed." When I pulled the blankets back I saw what she meant, there was a large stained area from where we had fucked and it had dried during the night but not disappeared. Fucking was a lot noisier and messy than I had expected and I did as she asked and stripped the bed down.

By the time I was finished Mom was dressed and ready and we headed out to find some breakfast and then to go to the pool and see Wendy.

We finished up having breakfast at a McDonalds, which neither of us really enjoyed, and finally located the swimming pool where the swim meet was being held. By the time we had purchased tickets and found seats Wendy's race was being called. Mom and I were so proud as she took her place on the blocks and our excitement knew no bounds when she won easily by half a body length. We had not made our presence known to Wendy before her race, fearful of taking her mind off it, but we shouted and applauded as her win and time were announced until she looked over to see who was making all the fuss. The wide smile of joy that appeared on her face made the travelling and the surprise worth while and Wendy just grabbed her tracksuit top and rushed over to us without bothering to put it on.

She wrapped her arms around Mom and gave her a huge hug and a kiss and then turned to me and hugged me to her as well and, with my new found sense of sexual awareness, I quickly noticed the pressure of her breasts pressing against me.

"What are you two doing here? It's great to see you. When did you come down? Where's Dad? Did you see me race? How long are you here for? God I'm glad to see you both." Wendy gabbled on, non-stop, obviously pleased and excited to see us and as she spoke I looked her up and down, standing before us in just her racing swim-suit. The suit fitted her like a second skin and really left nothing to the imagination and I assumed that this was for aerodynamics (water-dynamics?) to help her speed. Her breasts were clearly visible and did not seem to be as large as Mom's but her nipples, which also showed clearly, appeared larger. The material indented at her navel and letting my eyes travel lower I could easily make out the size and shape of her pussy with the suit following the shape and contours exactly even pulling into the gap between the lips. It was so tight that I was sure that she must shave herself as she didn't seem to have any hair down there.

When I managed to look up it was to see her blush slightly and pull on her top and I knew she was aware of my once over, but she didn't protest at my lecherous actions.

"I'll be back in a minute. I'll just get my pants and tell the coaches where I'll be. We can have a cup of coffee and talk till my next race at 3.00 this afternoon." Wendy disappeared and soon returned to lead us to the coffee shop. We spent the time up until her next race talking and deciding where to go for our meal out. The afternoon race was a relay and Wendy's team only came third, through no fault of hers as she won her leg easily, but they seemed pleased with the result and she came away quite content with the way things had gone for her.

When we got back to Wendy's dormitory Mom and her went up to her room to get changed and I waited in the lounge watching TV. Mom had a dry cleaning bag with her that I hadn't seen and when they returned they both looked ravishing. Mom had changed into a black slinky dress that draped her to mid-thigh and Wendy's was much the same only in white. I was going to be very proud to be escorting these two.

"Stick these in the car for me, dear." Mom requested, "and come back here. Wendy's going to make us a quick coffee as we are a bit early yet."

She handed me a small heap of clothing, seemingly her skirt and blouse, but which I discovered also included her bra and panties. I was sure that she hadn't brought a fresh set with her so she must be wearing some of Wendy's – maybe I might get to remove them tonight. That was an exciting thought – to be handling Wendy's underwear. When I was placing them in the back seat I had a quick look around and when I was sure that no-one was watching I bent down and lifted the nickers to my face and sniffed in my mother's odour. Instant erection!

We finally found our way to a nice restaurant and enjoyed a long slow meal and finished up afterwards staying at the table to enjoy the music and to sip a little more wine. There was a small, dimly lit and intimate dance floor that I was forced onto, firstly by my sister and then by Mom. Wendy and I didn't say too much, just enjoyed each other's company as we danced together for the first time and I found that Wendy was happy to hold me close to her, something I was reluctant to initiate but enjoyed very much. I was not reticent in pulling Mom close to me and as we swayed together I took the opportunity of whispering in her ear,

"I found your underwear when I took your clothes to the car. I suppose that you are wearing some of Wendy's? I find that so sexy."

"You'll probably find this even more sexy." She replied, "I'm not wearing anything at all under this dress. There's just one layer of cloth between you and me. What do you think of that, then?" She pulled me even closer to her and ground her lower regions against the erection she had suddenly caused, quickly discovering how I felt about her revelation.

"Hmm! I see you do like the thought of me being naked."

When we returned to the table Wendy was on the floor dancing and after we had regained our seats I dropped my hand onto Moms thigh, under the table, and fumbled my way under her dress.

"What are you up to?" Mom asked, knowing quite well.

"Just checking out your story." I replied as I slid my hand up her leg until I reached her cunt and found it to be completely exposed. I gave it a quick squeeze and a rub and had just removed my hand when Wendy returned. Mom excused herself to visit the ladies room and Wendy and I were left by ourselves.

"I hope you and Mom are behaving yourselves." Wendy said, looking at me enquiringly.

"What are you going on about?" I returned, unfortunately feeling myself blush a little.

"I watched the two of you holding each other very intimately on the dance floor and whispering in each other's ear and I swear I saw your hand coming from Mom's leg when I returned to the table. And, you are sharing a motel."

"You're imagining things." I weakly replied and I was very relieved when Mom returned.

"I think its time we headed off." Mom said and the two women gathered their purses and we returned to the car. Mom drove and I sat in the middle with Wendy squeezing her way on to the front seat with us. I could feel Mom's side and thigh pressing against one side of me and Wendy's on the other – it was great. In the darkness of the car I placed my hand on Mom's thigh and carefully began to massage it, the excitement of getting away with this right under Wendy's nose being overpowering, and when I took the extra liberty of pressing my hand against her pussy I almost messed my pants.

I almost went into shock when Wendy took my free hand in hers and held it tightly, pulling it against her tummy just below her breasts. She kept it in her grasp and squeezed it raising both our hands until I could just feel the jiggle of her breast as we travelled. With both my hands occupied in such a manner I was disappointed when we finally came in sight of the dormitory because Wendy released her grasp, but, as she did not move my hand away from her I daringly lifted it a little higher and cupped her breast for a couple seconds. She did NOT protest my fondling her.

When mom was parked Wendy leant over me to kiss Mom goodbye

and she pushed her body hard against me as she did so. I volunteered to walk her back to the door while Mom waited in the car. At the doorway we were out of Mom's sight and when she had unlocked and opened the front door Wendy pulled me inside and wrapped her arms around me.

"Give me a goodbye kiss, little brother. You're growing up into quite a hunk and I've really enjoyed today with you both." She pressed her mouth against mine and I probed with my tongue without thinking and found that she was only too pleased to allow it to enter and explore her mouth. I lifted my hand and grasped her breast and squeezed it and pushed my erection against her.

"God! I wish you weren't my brother or even that Mom wasn't waiting out there. You had better go or she will be wondering what we've been up to." And she released me and went to turn away but before she did she went on, " By the way, I was only teasing you about Mom, but if you are doing anything, be careful – you don't want to hurt Dad or get caught. It is illegal you know. Anyway enjoy yourself – I'll look forward to my holidays." And she headed off as I returned to the car.

On our way back to the motel Mom quizzed me about why I was so long with Wendy and I explained that she was telling me how much she enjoyed college and swimming. Mom seemed to accept this and we soon reached our destination where we quickly undressed and crawled into bed.

"Tonight I'm going to teach you how much pleasure we can give and get with just our mouths. You just lie there and relax and I'll show you first."

Mom leant over, kissed me deeply and then started in on me with just her tongue. She licked all over my face and worked her way down my neck and upper chest, and, after giving both my nipples a good seeing to she continued on down. The sight and feel of her thrusting her tongue in my navel and licking my belly had me as hard as a rock and panting for more.

Holding the shaft of my cock aside with her hand she chewed and pulled at my pubic hair with her lips and then moved even lower and sucked my balls into her mouth. I nearly came but by now she was not just holding my cock but was also squeezing it and this stopped me from erupting. When she released my balls Mom slid lower and ran her probing tongue over my bum hole and the returned to lick her way up the shaft of my dick. I was almost crying in excitement and with need for relief but she stopped and let me calm down a little.

When I seemed to have relaxed a bit she took the head of my cock into her wide-open mouth and slowly lowered her head to let the full length of it enter. She sucked at it and fondled it with her tongue and then slowly began to raise and lower her head as if I was fucking her mouth. She carried on in this way, sucking me as firmly as she could and clamping down on my cock as tightly as possible without actually biting until it all became too much and I knew I was going to cum. I tried to warn her but she was so intent on her ministrations that she just carried on and I watched her swallowing furiously as I emptied myself in her mouth. She managed to get almost all of it and any that escaped her she cleaned up by licking me clean after it was all over. I really didn't know what was best – this or plain ordinary fucking – and I was not sure of how much pleasure Mom had gotten out of it.

After allowing me, for some time, to rest and savour what had just occurred Mom finally suggested that now I might like to return the favour and pleasure her with my mouth. My sniffing her panties earlier had put this idea faintly in the back of my head and I was more than eager to get to investigate and minister to her body. I followed basically the same routine as she had, starting at the top and working my way down but I spent a lot longer on her breasts and nipples than she did on mine and I am sure that we both got a lot of enjoyment from it. Mom's arousal was not as obvious as mine had been but, by the time I was closing in on her cunt, she was lying flat on her back with both her arms and legs flung wide apart and she was a bright blotchy red in colour. Her nipples stuck out like pebbles and her breasts looked to be swollen. She was breathing in desperate gasps and her whole pelvis was thrusting up and down as if we were fucking. When I finally put my open mouth right over her whole pussy and sucked hard while running my tongue up and down pressing over and between her cunt lips she cried out in pure pleasure.

I sucked and licked furiously and when I finally began to thrust my tongue inside her and to rub her nubbin with two fingers I felt her beginning to shudder in climax. I pushed the forefinger of my other hand into her bum hole and suddenly she came. She lifted herself clear of the bed pushing her cunt hard against my mouth where I could feel my lips being flattened and she began to shake and jerk violently, crying out loudly as she did so. I felt a spurt of hot almost tasteless fluid jet from her pussy into my mouth and I learnt to my surprise that woman could ejaculate bit like to a man as I was sure she wasn't pissing as it didn't taste salty or bitter like I imagined urine must be. I was most impressed with the re-action I had caused and suddenly felt that my climax was pretty un-inspiring compared to hers.

We just held each other tightly and drifted off to sleep after covering ourselves and woke early next morning.

SUNDAY.

We had an early morning fuck and a short nap before we showered together and another encounter under the hot water. I learnt why a standing up fuck is called a knee trembler as I would have finished up in a heap in the shower tray if Mom hadn't held me up.

After a relaxed breakfast in the restaurant Mom paid our account and we set out for home. I was overcome with the way my life had changed and I wondered what would follow and I listened in almost disbelief as Mom explained her actions to me.

"I hope you have enjoyed yourself this weekend and have learnt a lot. You must be wondering why this has happened to you so I had better explain. When your uncle and I were kids sex was never mentioned in our home. Your grandparents were very loving and caring but they had both had very strict upbringings and had not learnt that it was best for children to learn the facts of life at home. Consequently both of us were virgins till relatively late in life and we found out about sex the hard way, by experimenting. I watched my brother fumble his way from relationship to relationship, most failing because he did not know how to satisfy his partner and I vowed that my children would not suffer like that. When her periods started I explained everything to Wendy and showed her as much as I could and encouraged her to come to me if she had any problems. That was some years ago and she seems to be very stable and happy." Mom paused for a moment and looked over at me to see what I was making of it all. I smiled tentatively at her wondering what all this was leading to.

"When I started noticing semen stains on your sheets and in your underwear I decided it was time for your lessons. I decide that rather than talk to you I would teach you by demonstrating and when I found you looking up my dress last Monday night I suddenly realised this was the time to start. Hence what followed." Mom looked at me again, this time somewhat nervously. "I hope that I have done the right thing and not caused you any psychological problems that might dog you through life. How do you feel about what I have done to and for you?"

"I think I'll be grateful to you for the whole of my life and I cannot imagine any better way to discover sex. To have the chance to make love to the person that means most to me in life was just unbelievably marvellous and I love and adore you to bits."

Mom looked relieved and thankful at my response and she went on,

"Now the downside. You realise that this cannot continue and you must know why. I love your father completely and if we carry on he will certainly find out sooner or later and that will destroy us all. So, once we get home nothing further must ever happen between us. It must end completely. But…we're not home yet and we have time to duck somewhere off the beaten track and have one final fuck, that's if you want to, of course."

Of course I wanted to and I sat back to think about it all, secure in the knowledge that I would get my end away at least one more time before the day was over and, even though Mom had decided that this was to be the final one, it didn't mean that I couldn't try and change her mind. She was a highly sexed and sensual person and she obviously loved fucking and I was sure that if I worked at her for long enough I could change her mind, and, anyway, Wendy would be home in a couple of weeks and her actions seemed to indicate that she was possibly not above considering a bit of incestual contact. Life looked promising and What a Week I had just had.



