My Love Affair with My Mum Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

My Love Affair with My Mum Pt. 03

... wanted more. I wanted to lick and kiss her tits and suck and bite her nipples and despite her not liking the term, I wanted to fuck her but I was afraid to push things any further. So, reluctantly, I just sat there fondling, squeezing, stroking and gently pinching her lovely tits.

Just like I did with the episode by the pool I lost all record of time. I had no idea just how long I 'played' with my mum's tits, it all became a blur. Not only was I very sexually excited by what she was letting me do to her but I was also fascinated by the feel, weight and texture. Of course, I'd felt and touched tits before, after all I must have titted-up at least a dozen or so girls, but they had all been different to this. For a start, this was my mum for Christ's sake and whoever gets to feel their mum's tits? Also, when messing with a girl's tits before, it had been part of a bigger thing, a lead up to something else. Sometimes that had been a fuck but several times it had just been a bit of fingering. It had never been just playing with her tits and nothing else. But with mum, or was it Jayne, that was the case. And it was that way because she said so, she was in charge and she decided what we did and would do in the future, fuck it. But that said, ...

... what we were doing together in that dimly lit bedroom was so intimate, sexy and romantic.

As I fondled her so, of course my imagination was in overdrive thinking of what might be, where this could go, how aroused was I making her and could it lead to more? But just as I was thinking that I was getting somewhere due to her movements, closed eyes and the low moaning sounds she was making so, suddenly she switched off and Jayne became mum again. Pulling away so that my hands could no longer reach her she said. "There Peter, you've had your fun see, there are other ways."

"Are there really?" I gabbled feeling so pissed off as I felt the weight of her hip moving from mine.

Standing up she whispered, "Yes darling there are."

"We can't stop now," I blurted out forgetting my earlier promise.

"We can and we must darling," she replied.

"But what about me? What about this?" I asked nodding down at my erection.

"Don't worry I can always wash the sheet," she whispered as she pressed her hand right on the outline of my cock and ran her fingers along its engorged length. And with that, she pulled the nightdress up over her tits, turned and walked out of my room wiggling her hips as she said very quietly, "Good night darling, have fun."