Mom: My First Love Chapter 1


Mom: My First Love Chapter 1
I’m in my late 60’s now. My mom recently passed away. Since she is now gone and since her grandfather and father both died several years ago I think it’s ok to tell this part of my story. I can’t tell everything because of course my daughter and her daughter are still living and I don’t want to jeopardize their privacy. Enough said. Perhaps if I get their permission I can add details of the last several years. After all I am writing this anonymously.
I grew up in the 50’s and my mom grew up a little before the war, WW II that is. That doesn’t really play a part in this but it does add some perspective. She lived in a rural community in the South in the mountains. Apparently there were neighbors but a lot of her extended family lived nearby and they were pretty close knit. I know a lot of them and they’re still VERY close knit. Although my mom had moved away when she was still a teenager she did try to get back now and then and keep in touch. Well, pun intended. i****t wasn’t exactly an accepted thing in her family but it did happen and they all pretty much tried to keep it a secret instead of advertising it.
My mom had gotten married when she was just 16, at least that’s what she told me. Actually I knew that 16 was when she got pregnant with me but hadn’t ever married the guy. He was only a year older than she was. I found out much later that they had been having sex for years, ever since his twelfth birthday. I guess she was a wild c***d with a pretty strong sex drive. They moved in together but after two years he took off and I don’t even remember him. She must have really loved him because she wouldn’t go out with any guys. She did have a girlfriend as I was growing up and sometimes the girlfriend would sleep over with my mom when I was younger. My mom never admitted to being bi but a couple of times I came home from school earlier than expected and caught them in bed together. My mom always told me they were just napping. I didn’t catch on until I was a lot older. But more on that later. Sherry, her girlfriend, took another job and moved away when I was f******n and since then Mom and I got closer and her life pretty much focused on me.
Anyway she totally tried to make it on her own and we were pretty much living as cheaply as we could. We lived in a very small, one bedroom apartment in, well, in an urban environment. I really don’t want to say the city. It doesn’t matter anyway. We slept in the same bed until my 6th birthday when she bought me my own bed. I thought it was good at first but I really missed snuggling up to her at night but she said I needed to grow up and be a man, whatever that meant. That was when she started having Sherry over.
Now, my mom had a nice figure. Not perfect but pretty nice and she had sexy breasts and a pretty face. She didn’t wear sexy clothes, except when she went to bed. At least I thought they were pretty sexy. They weren’t see-through negligees or anything but I started to notice them more and more after I learned about sex. She always wore these flimsy things that only came down to mid-thigh. And she usually didn’t wear panties to bed. I know.
My 16th birthday was in two days and I had grown a lot. I was taller than she was now, over 6 feet. We were still living in the same rundown apartment. When we got home that afternoon, she from work and I from school, we found that water had overflowed from a bathtub in the apartment above us. They had left the water on by accident and water had soaked part of our ceiling and the plaster and water had fallen down right on my bed. The mattress was soaked and there was no way I could sleep there and I asked what I was going to do. “Well,” she answered, “you’ll just have to sleep with me honey. We’ll just pretend you’re my little boy again.”
Now I had been lusting after my mom for the last couple of years. More and more she would walk around briefly in her bra and panties. A couple of months before my birthday she had opened the door on the bathroom just as I had gotten out of the shower. I had been fantasizing about my sexy mom and my cock was hard as a rock. I was facing the door and was drying off my face and as I pulled the towel down I saw that the door was open and she was looking right at my seven inch cock. She smiled and apologized for walking in on me and slowly closed the door. The next day I returned the favor, kind of. I got a glimpse of her shaving her legs in the bathroom. I think she thought I was watching TV and had left the door partly open. She was sitting on the edge of the tub. It has a flat ledge you can sit on. She had just showered and was totally naked. I stared as she was bending over shaving her legs, her breasts hanging down. I could see the nipples of her breasts and it was beautiful and I just kept staring for I don’t know how long. Suddenly she looked up and saw me. She covered her breasts with her hand and just smiled at me and said “Now don’t be peeking Johnny. Come here and pull the door closed for me.” I walked over, staring at her body the whole time. I could start to see some of her pussy hairs when I got close and I froze, still staring. After a few seconds she just said, “You can close the door now Johnny.” She was still smiling and I didn’t feel like I was in trouble but it snapped me out of it and I reluctantly pulled the door closed.
Since then she would come out of the bathroom after showering covered only by a towel in front. She held the towel in front of her and told me to turn my back as she walked into the bedroom. I would turn my back briefly and then watch as she walked, naked from behind, into our room. We had put a couple of sheets for a divider in the bedroom but I had been peeking around the sheets every chance I got, especially when she came out of the shower or was changing clothes. Lately she hadn’t been closing the door to the bedroom and I would quietly slip into my half of the room and peek around the curtain to watch her.
She would spend a couple of minutes with her back to me, naked, in front of her mirror brushing her hair and I would just stare, enjoying every second while stroking my cock. The mirror was facing the wrong way and was blocked from the side by a wardrobe and I never could figure out a way to adjust things so that I could see her from the front. The most I had ever gotten to see in the bedroom was her bare bottom and a sideways view of her tits but it was enough to get me jerking off every day just thinking about it. I would also go through her drawers just to look at her bras and panties and a year or so before this I found something that really shocked me: vibrators. I would stay awake at night listening for her using them. She would try to be quiet about it but I could hear the soft humming from them after she thought I had gone to sleep. I would jerk off listening for her moans when she would orgasm. She used them almost every night, sometimes having two or three orgasms.
So that was the situation when she told me that I could sleep with her. I knew that it couldn’t mean sex but I had hopes. And one of the hopes was that she would wear one of her short, flimsy nighties. She didn’t disappoint me and as a matter of fact it was one of her shortest and flimsiest.
She had me take a shower first and get into bed before she did. I usually slept in my boxers and was under the sheets when she came in. Of course she had changed in the bathroom and didn’t come in naked but she was wearing that nightie that only came down a little below her crotch. The light was off in the bedroom but we always left the kitchen light on as a nightlight. And so when she walked in, the kitchen light from behind silhouetted her and it was almost like she was naked. My hard-on stuck up like a tent pole under the sheets but I didn’t try to hide it because I hoped she would notice it. She didn’t seem to notice it but she crawled into bed facing me and pulled me to her to give me a kiss and hug goodnight. I think I nearly fainted as I felt her tits press up against me and I gave her a little extra hug wanting it to last as long as possible. She didn’t seem to mind and I took a chance and let my hand slide down her back onto her ass. She put her hand gently on mine, moving it onto her hip saying, “Now, now, that’s very sweet but don’t get too worked up honey. We need our sleep.”
I let her go but gave her a kiss right on the lips to say goodnight. She let me kiss her briefly and then smiled at me and rolled over. She seemed to go to sleep quickly. I was so turned on that I almost came without touching myself. I had to have her, it was driving me crazy. I slipped my briefs off and was then naked in bed with her! Just the thought of it nearly made me cum. I had always snuggled up to her when I was little and now that she was asleep I reached my hand to her hip. Her nightie had slid up to her waist and my hand was on her bare flesh. She made a little pleasant murmur in her sleep, like an “mm-mm” and I moved closer to her. My cock touched her warm flesh and I couldn’t resist. I snuggled up against her and positioned my cock between her ass cheeks and d****d my arm around her middle. I was dripping with precum and started fucking my mom’s ass cheeks. I couldn’t stop myself and in seconds I came all over her ass. As I was coming I slid my hand up her front, feeling her tits through the nightie. The nipples were hard and she gave another soft ‘mm-mm’ in her sleep and I actually felt her ass wiggle a little and stroke with me as I came. I had all I could do to keep from moaning out loud, the orgasm was so intense.
I was totally exhausted and I just lay there for at least a half hour with my cock nestled between her cummy cheeks. I must have fallen asleep without knowing it because the next thing I knew it was morning and mom was out of bed and making breakfast. “Time to get out of bed sleepy head,” she said cheerily from the kitchenette. I realized that the sheets were off me and I was lying there naked. I was scared out of my mind, worrying that she must have known what I had done and completely embarrassed at what I had let myself do. I pulled on my briefs and walked out to head into the bathroom. She was standing with her back to me and was still only wearing her nightie. I could actually see my cum stains on the bottom of it and I didn’t know how she could miss it. But she didn’t seem to notice and we had a nice cheery breakfast before she drove me off to school.

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