Literotica Lover

As had happened every time my mother and I did something sexual, we did not speak about it. The following morning was like any other in my 19 years; Mom in the kitchen, breakfast being readied. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me.

"Good morning, sweetie. Sleep well?" She always asked me that.

"Uh … yes … I did. How about you?"

"Okay. My lower back is beginning to bother me. It happened when I was pregnant with you as well. The doctor says I should get massages. I might call and set up an appointment."

A light came on for me. "Hey, I could do it … I mean … uh … if you want me too."

She smiled and said, "That is very sweet of you. But you don't have to."

"No," I said quickly. "I want to."

"Well, okay, if you insist. I have a few errands to run but I should be back by early this afternoon, if that is okay with you."

"Yeah, fine," I said, trying to hide my excitement. "I have to change the oil in my car and I was going to wash it."

"Good, then it's a date."

I smiled. I liked that comment.

I watched as she turned and walked over to the table with a stack of pancakes. My eyes were not on the pancakes. My mother's sweet tits were almost totally visible under her thin pink nightgown. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible. I could tell she knew where my eyes were.

"I can see you are hungry," she said, holding the pancakes out.

We both knew that I was hungry, but not only for the pancakes.

After I devoured the pancakes I went to the garage and worked on the car, spilling oil and losing the oil plug in the bucket of old oil. For some reason my mind was not on working on the car today. I found that I was very nervous about this afternoon. What was she going to let me do, I wondered? Up until that point, it had been all her, jerking me, but not letting me take any liberties with her. Now I was going to be able to touch her body … or at least her back, but I hoped for more.

When she got home at about 3 o'clock, I tried to act very casual. For some strange reason I didn't want to seem over eager. "Uh … anytime you want that back rub, let me know, Mom," I said.

"I want to take a quick shower. I have been looking forward to this all day."

So had I. The thought that in just a few minutes I was going to put my hands on my mother's body made my cock start to harden.

"Where do you want to do it?" I asked.

"I suppose on my bed. I'll put a beach towel on the top to keep the oil for getting on the duvet."

"Okay, just give me a call when you're ready." Then I wondered what I should wear. I finally decided on a pair of jeans, with no shirt and no shoes ... partially naked but still respectable.

About an hour later I heard my mother calling me. "David, I'm ready." I think that might have been the longest hour of my life. I hurried up the stairs and into her room. I stopped as I stepped into the room. My mother was lying on her stomach without her bra with just a pair of thong panties on. I was almost shaking as I walked over to the bed.

I saw that she had placed a couple of towels on the bed with several bottles of massage oil on the nightstand. I suddenly got an idea. "Mom, do you mind if I take my jeans off. They are going to be a bit rough on your skin."

"Do you have underwear on?" she asked and then laughed.

"I do," I answered with a laugh of my own. I had in truth thought about leaving my underwear off. Now I was glad I hadn't.

"Sure, get comfortable," she said as she glanced at me and then smiled. I could feel her eyes on me as I quickly stripped my jeans off and climbed onto the bed. My hands were shaking as I picked up a bottle of scented massage cream. I stared down at my mother's beautiful back and ass. Her skin was perfect, without a blemish or mole anywhere. I straddled the backs of her thighs sitting gently back. I poured the oil on my hands and rubbed them together until they were warm. Then I placed my hands onto the small of her back.

"Ahhhh," she moaned.

I moved my hands slowly around, kneading the flesh of her back firmly but without undue pressure.

"Oh, that's it, right there. That feels so good."

I smiled. It felt and looked good to me too. As I massaged I stared at her bare ass cheeks. She was almost totally naked right there in front of me. I had to fight the urge to move my hands down and massage her naked ass cheeks. But I didn't want to overstep my bounds. The last thing I wanted was to get her upset and take a chance of being thrown out of the room. So I was careful.

When I finished with her lower back I moved my hands slowly upward. Her groan gave me the approval I needed. I circled my hands, and then moved upward toward the center, using my thumbs to press either side of her spine.

"Ohhhhh, yes," she groaned.

As I moved my hands in circles I glanced down and could see the soft flesh of her breasts squeezing out the sides from her weight pressing onto the bed. I slid my hands down her sides, my fingers just touching the soft flesh of the side of her tits. I dared not go too far so I contented myself with only my fingertips touching her tit flesh. After a few more minutes I moved down her back again. When I got to her buttocks I hesitated. Then I threw caution to the wind and began to slowly move my hands across her ass cheeks. I anticipated a protest, but when she didn't I continued, using my fingers to knead her soft ass flesh. As I massaged her cheeks I gently pulled them apart. I suppressed a gasp when I saw the star of her asshole covered only by the string of her panties. I had a sudden and almost overpowering urge to bend down and kiss it. My cock was as hard as a rock and uncomfortable in my tight under shorts.

Taking a big risk, I slipped off the bed and quickly stripped off my shorts as my mother waited patiently. My mother's head was turned the other way and she didn't turn to look at me. I crawled onto the bed again and knelt between her legs. I pushed her legs apart and stared down at the junction of her thighs. The tiny thong has slipped between the lips, leaving the soft flesh of her pussy exposed on either side. I fought the urge to jerk off. I poured on oil directly onto her legs and began to massage the back of her thighs. I moved all the way down to her caves and back up again. My cock was now throbbing and juice was dripping from the slit. Several times I had to catch it and like a pervert rubbed my hands together along with the oil before smearing it onto her legs.

I glanced up and saw that my mother was very still and her breathing was soft and regular. She has fallen asleep, I thought. For a moment I was disappointed but then I had a nasty idea. It was crazy, but what the heck, I thought. I stayed kneeling between her legs as I began to stroke my cock. Then taking a big risk I reached down and slipped my finger under the string of her thong panties and lifted gently, moving my finger to the side as I did. That pulled the tiny string from between her cheeks.

My mother moaned and I froze. Then she relaxed again, but not before she moved her legs a little farther apart. That was perfect. I gasped when I saw the tiny star of her asshole appear again between her cheeks. I began to tremble. I stroked my cock faster.

I knew I was close to climaxing, but did I dare cum on her ass cheeks. Then it was too late. Suppressing a moan I held my cock tight as cum began to squirt from the head.

It splattered all over her ass and some even ran between her cheeks. It was incredibly exciting. I was to far gone to consider the consequences of being caught at that point. When I was drained and looked down at the mess I had created I suddenly felt remorse for taking advantage of my mother. Yet, my still pulsing cock quickly overcame my temporary shame. Seeing that my mother was still asleep I used one finger to trace up one ass cheek and down the other. Then I started at the top between the crack and began to slowly move downward toward her little pink asshole. It seemed to quiver and I had a momentary thought of pressing my finger into the hole. I refrained when she moved and moaned quietly. Knowing I had been lucky that she had not awakened, I decided not to take any more chances. I slowly crawled off the bed. I looked one more time at my mother before walking quietly out of the room.

Back in my room I immediately began to feel guilty again. I had taken advantage of my mother. The things she had done to me were incredible … things very few guys, if any, ever got a chance to do with their mother. Then, suddenly, the thought occurred to me that my mother would probably see the residue of my cum on her ass cheeks. Hoping that she had not awakened, I hurried back to her room intending to use a towel or something to clean her ass. When I arrived at her door, I peeked in. I froze when I saw my mother standing in front of her mirror. I was surprised to see a smile on her face. Then I saw her take a tissue and reach back to wipe the areas where my cum had been smeared. My heart started to thump with concern. She had obviously been awake and knew what I had done. Yet, she didn't appear to be angry. I sighed and with my burden lifted I quietly went back to my room and jerked off again. Then I slept like a baby.