What had just happened? My mother and me had masturbated and cum together. I’d never had any sexual thoughts about my mom. She was just Mom. But something had happened at Aunt Cordelia’s house. Something had awakened in me. Something beautiful and strange but unstoppable.
I got up and went to my room. Mom was nowhere to be found. I changed into fresh panties and put my wet ones in the dirty clothes, but not before sniffing my own juice on them. For some reason, I wondered what Mom would think of my scent and was it like hers, or different?
I shook my head. This was a freak thing. My mom did not have sexual feelings for me, or did she?
I found her in her bathroom, sitting on the side of the tub, head in her hands, sobbing softly. She didn’t even look up when I came in, sat down beside her, and put my arm around her shoulders.
“Mom?” I said quietly.
“Oh, Kat,” she said, “what have I done?”
“What do you mean, Mom. You didn’t do anything!” I said, caressing her shoulder.
“I don’t know what came over me. You started telling me your story with Delia and I started remembering …”
“Remembering?” I said. “A time when you were with another woman?”
“Not just any woman,” Mom said. “Your aunt.”
“Oh!” I said, surprised but not surprised. “So, you and Aunt Delia …”
“Yes, honey,” Mom said, still looking down. “Delia and I have been intimate.”
“That explains a lot,” I said. “Look at me, Mom,” I said, pulling her chin so she could face me. Tears streaked down her cheeks. “Delia is a wonderful lover. I think it’s fantastic that you’ve made love together. It’s no wonder that my story brought back some pretty sensual memories!”
“Thank you, Kat. But … that’s not why I’m upset.”
“Then what, Mom?” I asked.
Mom looked right at me. “It was bad enough that I started masturbating in front of my daughter, but when you described Delia putting her mouth on your pussy, I stopped thinking about Delia and started thinking about my mouth on your pussy – and that’s when I came!”
She put her head back down and started crying softly again.
So, she did have feelings for me. For a moment, I wasn’t sure how to respond. What were my feelings? My mind wandered back to the site of Mom’s fingers inside her panties, furiously rubbing and fingering herself, watching me. Instead of being repulsed, I was freshly aroused. What would it feel like to have her mouth on me?
“Mom?” I said, pulling her chin up again. “Mom, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Fuck, Mom, this is all new to me too. I had no idea what things would be like when I got home. I guess I didn’t realize how much I’d changed.”
“Changed?” Mom said, wiping away some tears with the back of her hand.
“Awakened, I guess,” I answered. “I’ve never had these feelings before. I didn’t know you’d have feelings for me, um, sexual feelings.”
“It’s awful, right?” Mom said, a pleading look in her eyes.
“Is it awful if I feel the same way? If I’m getting aroused thinking of your mouth on my pussy?”
“Oh!” Mom said, searching my eyes.
We were silent for a moment.
“What are we supposed to do now?” she asked.
“I think we should do what comes naturally when two women are attracted to each other. I think we should do what I’m really wanting to do right now and that’s to kiss you.”
“Oh!” Mom said again. “I, um, I’d like that.”
This would be a first, the first physical sexual contact between me and my mom. I knew it was a line a lot of people would not cross. But so was having sex with my aunt and uncle and that was enormously satisfying and wonderful.
I leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. They felt soft and warm. She didn’t hesitate but returned the kiss.
“There,” I said, leaning back. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“It was wonderful,” she said, touching her lips. “Wonderful. You kissed me.”
“I did. And I want to do it again!” I said.
I moved in and placed my lips on hers. My hand moved around behind her neck and pulled her in closer. My tongue pushed at her lips, and she opened, letting me explore her mouth. Arousing feelings began to course through my body as I felt her warm wet tongue embrace mine.
She reached over and held me by the shoulders as we made out. Her tongue came into my mouth, and I sucked on it, pulling on it like sucking a cock in my mouth. When I released her tongue and went back in her mouth, she did the same. Our tongues explored our lips and teeth and mouths.
I made my tongue hard and started fucking her mouth, thrusting my tongue deep and pulling out, pushing and pulling.
“Mm!” she moaned.
My hands moved down to her shoulders, my fingers softly caressing her arms. She shuddered as my fingers barely touched the sides of her breasts. I went down to her waist and back up, this time I let my fingers dance across her chest, sliding over her nipples, which were already hard.
“Oh!” she said, breaking off. “You touched me!”
“Was that okay?” I asked, not quite sure how far Mom wanted to take this.
“Oh, yes,” she said. “It feels really good. Maybe too good!”
I cupped her breasts in my hands, pressing my palms in and compressing her nipples.
“Oh, wow!” she said, watching my hands on her large breasts.
“It feels really good to touch them, Mom. I’ve never noticed them before, but you have awesome breasts, and your nipples feel good under my fingers!”
She continued to stare as I used my thumb and index finger to squeeze both her nipples. She lifted her chest and took in a quick breath as I pulled out on her tits.
“We’re doing this, aren’t we?” she asked, looking up into my eyes.
“If you want to,” I said. “Because I sure do.”
Mom nodded. “But not here. In my bed.”
The thought of making love to my mom on her bed suddenly turned me on, and I could feel an itchiness in my crotch. I knew my fresh panties were now getting damp.
We stood and Mom took my hand, leading me out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. She faced me, and tentatively reached out her hands to touch my boobs. She barely touched them. I put my hands on hers and pressed in, sending unbelievable feelings of pleasure down to my pussy.
“Feel me!” I said. “I’m getting fucking turned on by you!”
“You are?” she said, staring at my chest.
“Can’t you see how hard my nipples are getting?”
“I can!” she said, squeezing them and tweaking them.
“I want you to see more,” I said, stepping back and unzipping my dress, letting it fall to the floor.
Mom stared at me, taking in the sexy red bra and matching panties that Aunt Delia had bought me, and taken off me!
“Now you,” I said, turning her around to reach her zipper.
I unzipped her dress. She turned, still holding it to her chest. I gently pulled her hands away and the dress fell.
“You’re gorgeous!” I said, viewing her black bra and still sopping panties.
“You think?” she said. “I’m so much older than you!”
“Maybe I have a thing for older women, Mom,” I said. “You, and your older sister!”
Mom laughed gently. “Thank you, Kat. I haven’t been with anyone in a while. In fact, the last person was … well, your aunt.”
We came back in and kissed, tongues trading mouths. I held her ass and pulled it close, our mounds touching for the first time. She held me and I felt her hands move up to undo my bra.