Mom's Next Move

Here I sit counting the days, almost hours to the end of High School...somewhat looking forward to college, J.C., more looking forward to summer job and no studies for a few weeks. I am in the school library with nothing to study for, but I found where the teacher's editions of textbooks were more or less hidden....Yes, I found one on female anatomy. There were no photos, but very intricate pen and ink drawings of female body parts from different size legs and bodies to bustlines and even reproductive organs. There lay my interest....as Mom and I had over the past months had become intimate on several occasions and the last time, a few weeks ago she alluded to the possibility my face may be between her luscious legs! Although I had explored her nether region with my finger and also my swollen young manhood, I still wondered what things looked like down there. She was quite hairy down there and these pics showed the vaginal area with none....shown were several examples by body weight and age...quite interesting. I fondly recalled while sitting there how it felt to finger her down there and also to stick my erection into her....quite thrilling! I learned about the clitoris, something I wanted to know more about other than listening to guys talk.

Well, I returned the book to the proper shelf and sat back down to contemplate and predict Mom's next move. Thought it comical that now near graduation, some of the teachers that seemed old to me incoming lower-classmen, now looked like potential partners...well, maybe. At home, so far Mom played it like normal times, until she mentioned Dad would be away for a day the next week, coinciding with a week of ½ days the last week of school for us Seniors. My mind began to race at the thought of what's next between Mom and I in our adventure of intimacy...

Sure enough, the day the neighbor and I walked home for one of our last times, when I reached our house what I saw was just what I had been thinking of. I stepped in to the kitchen and an there was Mom....in an old dress I has only seen in photos of when my brother was little. It was sleeveless, something rare these days for Mom, but it was somewhat of a thrill to see her upper arms a-jiggle, just like what caught my attention with her legs a few years back. The fabric was thin, a light summer dress, I saw no evidence of bra straps, and the waist was a bit tight, showing off her ample hips and rear! She motioned me to meet her in the center of the room and we hugged and kissed...yes in a way that made me think something new was to take place. My hands found the flare of her waist giving way to those nice ample hips...though I felt a garter belt, I discerned no panties....Hmmmm....my hands then ventured to her behind and I grabbed two wonderful handfuls of pleasing butt flesh, causing her to ask...."are you taking inventory of my parts ?"

I answered, "I suppose so, something may have changed since we last fooled around."

"I don't think so," she replied, "but you go ahead and check."

She suggested I freshen up and meet her in my room...."I'll be on your brother's bed," she advised.

I got bold and stripped down to just my walking shorts and went to join her.....she was on her side up on one arm waiting.....the room was darkened with the shades pulled, but could still see..."Oh," she said, " looks like you are saving time, maybe I'd better undo your belt." I lay down beside her and she did loosen my belt, chuckling as she did. Not to be outdone, I unbuttoned the top of her dress exposing her nice 34B's for my pleasure....."Ever since that day in the vineyard, you sure like to see and play with those, huh?" she questioned and added, "I always wished for bigger ones, but you seem to like them the way they are....right?" I nodded in agreement, to me they were just fine.

Soon I let my hand venture down her side, over her hip and under the hem of her dress....my open hand found the nylon covered leg and slowly caressed her thigh exposing the top of her stocking....my favorite view...a bit of hose, a bit of pale, soft thigh flesh! As I did this, I noticed a sly grin on Moms' lips....like she was hiding something....she rolled on her back and encouraged me to continue exploring. "You sure like me in stockings, don't you?," she asked. I answered, "Of course, ever since you let me fasten and unfasten your garters, I just love your big, soft thighs!" She playfully spread her legs slightly as I followed a garter strap up her bare leg.....then, as I reached to rub her left leg, I suddenly discovered...."YOU SHAVED!!!," I was stunned thinking all along that would never happen.

"Well, I've done it a few times, but I thought today would be the right time for you discover me bare down there, you know last time I said you may have your face between my legs the next time we are together," she noted.

I moved her dress now, up around her waist viewing for the first time that she was bare in her pelvic area....her pelt was usually so dense I never saw her vaginal "slice" now there it was exposed. I felt the notion to get to my knees so see everything....her dress open at the top to see her marvelous sagging 34B's. the skirt pulled up to not only reveal nylon covered legs and old, worn garter belt, but to see her motherly belly bared also like pussy was...the whole scene gave her a somewhat "wanton" look that just made me so much want to satisfy her wants....not only mine!

I quickly got off the bed and removed my shorts and undies....then climbed back on staying in a position to view her now bare privates...."Move closer, " she ordered. I did, placing my face on her nylon covered legs, feeling the somewhat coarse weave on my cheeks, the to the stocking tops, feeling the magic the soft flesh spilling over ends of the hose....I moved forward toward her awaiting vaginal area, its outer lips tightly closed until Mom retracted her legs and also spread them now to my surprise revealing her soft inner lips of her pussy....I was drawn like a moth to a flame...no matter who's lips those were, I had to move towards them and feel my lips on those! "Do you see it son?" she asked. "Oh, yes, I sure do!" I replied. Yes, my nose plowed forth to separate those tender inner lips for the first time, my lips gently closing on each side, gently moving them from side to side, revealing a soft, moist inner pinkness until now only witnessed by my finger and my penis...

Not long ago I just wanted to see and feel her upper legs...at this moment my very face is buried between them...my tongue tentatively exploring what one day I dreamed of while perusing that anatomy book at school. How soft and warm she was inside, with moisture starting to secrete due to my actions....then I felt her hand nudging my head forward....yes to locate her elusive clit! I complied, and rested my nose upon her intriguing, now bare mound!
"You will find, it son," she exclaimed, "keep trying." Sure enough, my tongue detected a small, hard almond-like protrusion...I folded my tongue so as to caress both sides of it when she started to grunt, groan and even bellow more than softly....then the Swedish words began, "Snella, lecka min cklitoris!!....needs no translation...I had found it! I knew right then I had helped transport Mom back to when she was young and first experiencing sex....like me this very afternoon in the late 1960's! With that discovery, she began to become very moist down there...almost more than my senses could process! She calmed down, released her hand from my head and breathlessly said, "Get up here and kiss me now!" I complied, of course, admiring her bare tummy exposed by her skirt being rolled up under her modest, but lovely breasts...mouth arrived at hers and she began to kiss me making her moisture disappear from my chin! "Now, finally I get to taste some of me off of you," she exclaimed. I gladly complied as this is another red-letter day in my life...I reached down to kiss her and felt my now super hard swollen dick encounter her warm, damp pussy. "Yes, you have some unfinished business to take care of, my son," she said.

"I know," I answered. At that moment it nearly fell into her awaiting receptacle...I felt it go in, then she re-adjusted her legs and I felt her nylon clad heels at the small of my back....I began pumping, listening to the wet gurgling below me and the slap of groin on thigh....the great sounds of sex! I had always day dreamed of making love to a woman with stockings still on and her dress gathered up around her waist....it was happening and the woman was Mom! I pumped hard, watching her body move beneath me, breasts moving around their axis, her arms reached around my neck as she encouraged me even more to satisfy her...finally my balls began to contract, seemingly, getting ready to flood her already wet womanhood with even more juice...MY CUM! I felt my ejaculation began to fill her now infertile area...no worries there, just pleasure! I slowed my pace and finally stopped, just gazing down at her smiling back at me...her willing partner. My body raised up and I let my withering manhood extract itself from the pink paradise I had just a few minutes before licked with my tongue for the first time.

I moved closer and lay beside her, and of course being the good Mom, produced a damp washcloth and wiped away the juices from my now flaccid dick and also watched her wipe "our" drippings from her shaven vaginal area. I was about speechless as to what I had just partaken of, but not her..."Happy Graduation, son," she whispered to me, adding, "you will be a fine college boy."

"So, I passed," I asked.

"You sure did, but you will be back for refresher courses, won't you," she answered.

"Most certainly," I agreed.

Mom smiled at me and her eyes closed for a bit of a post coital nap...she sure deserved it. I pulled a sheet over us and began to access the afternoon.

I lay there and thought to myself...how could a small area of a woman's body attract so much attention and provide a treat for all the senses, first sight...my first view of a shaven area, then as I moved ever closer, my nose detected the scents of her, then my nose and tongue felt her, and yes, tasted her too and finally my hearing witnessed her thrill of my actions! I kind of knew by the way she was dressed she wanted to recall her early actions of sex, just like I was experiencing with her! And to think, a few years earlier all I wanted was to see her legs as she pulled her nylons on.....my, how times changed.

After a short while, she awakened and started to rise off the bed, as did I...she adjusted her dress to cover her legs and I buttoned up her top part, which caused her to say, " well, that's new, buttoning me up." I also moved an errant strand of hair off her forehead, now making her look motherlier than that "wanton" look of earlier. I took her in my arms, and she looked up at me with a look I hadn't seen before...."Don't worry I won't tell anyone what we are doing....no one would believe it anyways, I'm sure," I assured. "Thank you," she replied.

Mom left the room the change and to let me straighten things up...left to my thoughts...difficult to deal with after that hour or so of unbridled sexual practice and discovery. So great to have her "instruct" me in that manner...seems so logical a she nurtured me in most everything else in life...left me wondering...Why should something that feels so good, be so bad?

I headed out of the house to visit my buddy across the road and be a boy again...on the way out, Mom, in a provocative pose against the door to the living room made me turn and inquire...."What could be in store for next time?" "Well, son, I notice how you like to rub my behind and also watch it move through a room....I was just thinking...have you watched the neighbor's dogs when they get amorous?" she asked. There, something to look forward to, yet again!