Mom's Pussy

I am thirty now, but I can still remember as a kid seeing my mom naked a lot. I mean a lot. Mostly she was changing or just out of the shower. She never shut her door, and I grew up with my mother's nudity as normal. I was a young boy when I really started to notice and get very curious about my mother's nude body. For instance, there was one time we were vacationing in Florida and staying in a beachside hotel. We had all come up from swimming (dad, mom, me, and sis) and mom peeled off her swimsuit and her ample pubic hair stuck to her inner thighs and upper belly grabbed my attention. So black was her hair there, so raven was her pussy hair. I didn't know then that there were lips under that hair and back then it was nearly impossible to see her vaginal lips. I watched her dry her naked body off and then, still completely nude, she came over to my sister and I and helped us get clothes from our suitcase. She's always been fleshy, but never fat. My mother has always been voluptuous. I'm sure I had a young boner as my mother picked out my clothes that day and my sister dressed as if nothing was going on and my dad turned on the TV. Anyway, my parents got married early and my mom had me by the time she was 22. She's always been a looker, my mom. Black hair and radiant facial features. D-cup breasts and very thick nipples. I have many memories, and if you look at even our family photo albums, my mom seems always to be 'nipping out.' I guess every boy to an extent is somewhat fascinated with the sexuality of their own mother and I was no different. And growing up there was never really any instance where my mother and I were really sexual together. Although there was one morning when I awoke and felt very horny. I was probably 18 at the time. I remember stripping off my underwear, which made me totally naked, and then I proceeded to wrap my sheets thinly around my erection and started stroking as it was one of my methods. This particular summer morning, mom came in to wake me as she sometimes does, and I heard her coming not more than two seconds before she came in, so I was able to stop masturbating but of course my erection stayed, so I quickly moved to my side so my mom couldn't see my erection poking out. "Are you up?" she asked and then moved into my bed next to me! She was on top of my sheets and at the moment didn't know I was nude underneath and she began talking about stuff. She blabbed on about summer stuff and what we were all going to do as a family and whatever. I responded to her by nodding and saying "yeah" and "no" in the appropriate places all while my erection began to slowly subside. then suddenly while she talking she made some sort of hand gesture and then put her hand down innocently on my thigh. But she could suddenly tell that I was not wearing anything and she incredulously then reached under the sheets to confirm her belief. I froze stock still as my mother placed her hand on the ridge of my bare thigh. "Why Benny, you're not wearing a stitch of clothing!" she exclaimed. I was completely red and stammered out that yes I was naked and sometimes like to sleep nude. Then she kind of looked over my thigh, I think to see if I had an erection tenting my sheet. Then she moved her hand from my thigh down and quickly and gently grasped around my stiff penis. "Ben! Why didn't you say you were masturbating sweetie?" she said and quickly withdrew her had from my penis. I was so red I thought I'd catch fire. "I was embarrassed. I didn't want to gross you out." I kind of mumbled. "Sweetheart, I'm not grossed out. It's fine. I've just assumed you've been masturbating for awhile now. I won't keep you. I'm leaving. Go ahead and finish," she said and got up to leave, but before she did she quickly asked, "Can I see it real quick?" I couldn't believe it, I was so embarrassed and yet I was totally turned on. I kind of smiled a bit and then pulled my sheet away and gave my mom a look and my engorged penis. "Beautiful, baby. Enjoy!" and then she left quick as that. Well I came in tidal ropes of cum that morning I can tell you. Sperm everywhere. Anyway, that's my mom. I'm sure she rocks my dad's dick and that's gotta be one of the reasons he's married to her is her complete sensuality. Now to the real reason I'm writing. Earlier this year I was at my parent's house helping with their recent move. Most of the work was done, but I was helping my mother with boxes of odds and ends at the new house. We were alone all day and I was doing a lot of lifting and mom was doing a lot of organizing. I decided to take a break and got a jug of cold water from the fridge and joined my mother in the upstairs office. They have an A frame house so the office is a loft that overlooks the rest of the house. My mom was playing a Billie Holiday CD as she sat on the floor unpacking boxes. I came in and sat on one of the big armchairs up there and took a huge swig of water and took it easy. Mom was kind of humming along with the music in kind of a reverie. I looked down to a box marked PHOTOS and opened it up hoping to see a lot of old family photos. Well, I wasn't disappointed there were plenty of old family photos in there. Aunts, uncles, grandparents--you know year's full of normal family Americana stuff. Then I came across this real small condensed photo album of a deep red vinyl. I dusted it off and opened it up and right at picture one my jaw went agape. I flipped slowly through the album, quickly looking up to see if my mom knew what I was looking at. My heart rate began soaring. By the fifth page of the album I had a full and oozing erection. The album was all photos of my mother nude or in different stages of intimate undress. Nicely photographed--taken by my father presumably, even though that seemed unlikely (I've never known my dad to take a photo) The pictures were of course in my mother's youth--young to middle twenties--very much in the early seventies. She was in her full bloom that's for sure. Incredible curves, perfect skin, bush hair that went everywhere, her mascara perfect, nipples out like baby's fingers. The last one was one of my mom on her bed, head resting on her arm looking at the camera, the shot getting her head down to her knees, although her right leg was raised off the bed in order to spread her thighs open and her right hand was obviously spreading her pussy lips apart. I was agog. "What are you looking at over there, sweetie?" my mom suddenly shook me from my reverie. A looked to my mother. "Mom, what is this?" I held up the album. She smiled wryly. "Oh that. Yes. That was a present for your father on our first anniversary. He quite liked it, as I recall." "Yeah, I bet. Who took the photos then?" I asked. "A friend of mine she did photography as a hobby." My boner stretched another inch imagining another woman taking photos of my mother. I was nearly cumming thinking of them setting up the shots, maybe having coffee between shots, my mom in a robe, the moment of disrobing... ugh... I was nearly cumming. "You like them, sweetheart?" my mom droned. "I think they're beautiful, mom. I think you're beautiful," I answered. My mom came over and we looked at them together. I got up and let her sit on the chair and I dragged up a box to sit on. She talked of that day she and Phoebe shot the photos and gave me details about each one. She must have found the topic as erotic as I did, because she began to lightly fondle her breasts, even going so far as to tease her erect nipples through her blouse fabric. She then asked me, "As a man, how do you like my breasts in this one..." I told her that I have always thought her body was captivating and luscious, everything about it was arousing from face to bottom, to toes, to breasts, to pussy. Part of me couldn't believe that I was openly complimenting my own mother's vagina. My mom then made some remark about how hot it was getting and that even old girls have to take themselves by the hand sometimes and gave me a wink and a nudge. I mentioned that I would have to take a little time too. "Do you not find it strange just a little bit that you are getting turned on by your own mother?" she asked. "A little. But you're still a woman. And in some ways being that you're my mother makes it even more kinkier that I'm getting turned on," I said. "Well, that works both ways," She said. "It's hard to describe how erotic it is to see you looking at nude photos of me because you are 'the fruit of my loins' sort of speak," she said with a laugh. We both laughed more and then I kissed her on the cheek. She then said in a very playful tone, "Benny, I am going to strip completely and frig myself to orgasm on this very chair in few moments. You may join me if you wish just this one time, or you may go to our bed room and jack off if you must. Dad and I keep lubrication oils in the top nightstand drawer if you wish to use them." I think I was salivating when I said, "I'm going to get the lubricant, but I wish to stay here and masturbate within sight of you." "Very well," she said and began taking off her blouse. I sprinted down to their bedroom and bolted back up to the loft with the lubricant. By the time I returned my mom was naked and sitting spread-eagle on the arm chair. Her face was flush as her hands spread her pussy lips open. Now in her fifties she had of course gained some pounds since my childhood, and she had to use hair dye to keep her black hair, and of course there were occasional skin blemishes on her legs and thighs, but by and large she was still a beauty to behold. Her breasts and nipples are unmatchable in their pertness and color. Her pussy was everywhere, her pussy hair still very much raven and yet there were beautiful tufts of gray exploding forth. Sounds of her self-pleasure started to issue forth and she sported an unabashed expression as she beheld her son beholding her nude and masturbating. "Would you like to masturbate me?" she asked. "Of course," I said and knelt down to her vaginal region. Mom withdrew her fingers and allowed mine free and open access. I traced one finger around her entire slippery vaginal region making mom moan. I squished up and slowly stroked and rotated her very swollen clitoris and thought about how I as a newborn came from this very opening. I reached down and kissed and then quickly licked her pussy mouth and then returned to masturbating it. It did not take long for my mom to go into a stimulated trance state. Her speaking was minimal during most of the masturbation. Although she moaned with abandon. Her eyes were closed for most of the crisis and it seemed that in this state I could've molested my mother in a variety of ways and she would've moaned in consent. I even sucked on her perfect tits and nipples for awhile while continued my fingers in wet laps around her clit and labia. At times my mom grasped my hand and practically thrust my fingers up her vaginal tunnel. I left her breasts and knelt down again to pay sole attention to finishing off my mom's raven. Natural lubrication was oozing and flowing out of my mother. At the same time my dick was bursting my pants, so while I continued masturbating my mother I pulled my huge dick from my pants and underwear and lubed it up on the fly with lube from the bottle with my one free hand. I even took finger full's of my mom's own discharged and smeared it repeatedly the length of my erect penis. Suddenly my own wellspring broke and broke fast. I wasn't really ready for it and I came all over. Huge globs of sperm soaked down onto the carpet (I did not get them cleaned in time and they have left stains). My mother then began to rock and buck her hips in the chair. I knew she was close. She got very loud with her grunts and moans--eyes still closed. She seemed to be riding a long orgasm. As she bucked I could see and feel and smell her ass sweat all over cheeks and anus. The big robust odor of her pussy hair enveloped me like a cloud and then her huge pussy lips quivered and contracted and finally my mom's crisis subsided. She dozed a little while I tried to clean up a bit. I was kind of worried what my dad might think but later my mother said something like, "You don't know your father when it comes to matters like this. Trust me, he'll be fine. He'll probably find this all very humorous. When you've been married as long as we have you get a clear understanding between the difference of 'getting off' versus infidelity. And trust me, son, this was getting off."