War Time - Sex Stories

War Time

... know, ever, but you see, I need a lot of loving and well...well...it's better with you than...than someone else. I mean, you are living here and if it was someone else they'd have to sneak in and...and people would suspect..." I was a bit hurt by that and said, "So it's me because I'm convenient." Mother turned to me and kissed and then said, "Convenient, yes darling, but more than that. Ever since you started to...to...well...become...grow up, I've often thought I'd like to do it with you, and last night, and the cold and...well it seemed just the right time, and it was lovely, wasn't it. Slightly mollified I had to agree, it had been lovely, although that adjective is hardly adequate to describe how I'd felt, and so I agreed it had been lovely. "And you won't mind doing it again, now, will you?" she said and kissed me, this time in the open mouth way. My penis was already ninety percent to full extent and it shot up the extra ten percent and started to weep pre-cum. With her tongue in my mouth slowly exploring it and me getting the idea and starting to push my tongue into her mouth, mother felt under my dressing gown and started to stroke my penis. When we broke from the kiss mother said, "There's something special I want you to do for me, you won't mind, will you?" I had no idea what the "something special" might be, but I think at that stage I would have agreed to anything sexual with her. "No, I won't mind," I said. "Then take off the dressing gown and lie on your back, ...

... darling, and I'll show you." We both stood and I took off my dressing gown while she removed hers. Now I could see her properly, and I think my penis managed to find another five percent. Her breasts that I had only seen and felt through her clothing were now exposed to me. More perky than large, they stood up firmly and with light brown aureoles and tipped with beautifully pink nipples, and I could see a little V of pubic hair at he groin, and what I eventually knew to be her pudendal cleft, which the guys at work called a "cunt." Urged by mother I lay on the rug and she put a cushion under my head. Leaning over me she brushed one of her nipples against my mouth saying, "You'd like to suck me there, wouldn't you?" Yes, I did undoubtedly want to suck her there, and drew the nipple into my mouth and commenced doing so. I felt mother take hold on my hand and place it over her other breast and then press my fingers over it. Despite it's firmness it was warm and yielding to my touch. Mother began to murmur, "Lovely darling...lovely...enjoy me..." After a while mother transferred my sucking to the other nipple, "In case it gets jealous," she said. I was almost coming just sucking her nipples, and I wondered if this was the "something special," but enlightenment awaited me. After a while mother drew back, and then sat astride me. My penis was between her legs and she started to make sliding movements along it. I recognised it as what I had felt the night before, and I expected that ...