In the twentieth year of my age, I started to notice my mother as a woman. Apart from being a lovely mother, her forty-year-old figure had the slenderness and curves that any woman would die for. As much as they tried, the business suits and conservative dresses she used to wear could not hide her fine chest, slender waist, round, tight behind or her shapely legs. Her pretty face and black hair ware for all to see, me included.

I was back from the university for the summer break with nothing at my hands but time, and I spent much of it at home. With time, my mother seemed to forget how attractive she was. I thought I would remind her of that. Being most of the time at home, it was easy for me to help her around the house and throw her generous compliments whenever the occasion called for, hoping for the best.

On one Saturday evening, I had no plans. My father was out somewhere and my mother was at home, apparently free, sitting on a couch in the living room. So I took the chance.

"Mom, what do you say, you dress up and we go out and have dinner?" I suggested.

"You go ahead, Nick, have some fun and never mind me."

"I am going to have fun but so are you, Mom." I said, pulling her to stand up. "You worked all week long, its time you relaxed and had yourself a good time." I said, steering her toward her bedroom. "Come on, Mom, dress up as if you have a date, while I do the same, and I will wait for you here."

She put on a nice black dress, not so conservative, showing a little cleavage, and just a little thigh.

I whistled and said, "Now you look almost as gorgeous as you really are, let's go."

We took her car, I was driving. I took her to a romantic restaurant, with candles and music. When we entered she said, "This place looks so romantic."

"I knew you would not like a noisy place." I countered.

We had our romantic dinner while slow music played. When a good song started, I took her hand saying, "May I have this dance, milady?"

She was too surprised to refuse. With my arms around her waist and hers around my neck, we danced.

"I am sure everyone here envies me for dancing with the prettiest lady." I whispered, being careful not to leave her space to develop any negative thoughts about herself.

"Mom, you are so lovely and beautiful, it's an honor and privilege to be with you. I am very grateful. I want you to have the best evening you can. I am so happy when you are. Always take the time to relax, enjoy yourself and have fun."

"I am so flattered, son. You are so sweet."

"Honey is sweeter," glancing briefly at her lips.

In the course of dancing my hands "accidentally" slipped down to her hips then I quickly "remembered" that I should not do that. I repeated that for a couple of times, in the last time squeezing her ass just a bit. This way I could safely get the message across that I am attracted to her without embarrassing her and also paving the way for her to reply to my message with a "mistake" of her own.

"Sometimes for a second I forget that you are my mother, I only remember that I am dancing with a gorgeous lady. That's how beautiful you are."

This leaves no doubt with her about my feelings, without risking rejection or any bad feelings. Now I wanted to let her know that I am on top of things and she is safe.

"But I am glad you are my mother. Because no other woman can make me feel this good. I only hope you feel as good as you make me feel. I feel good because being with you for the evening is like having two great evenings at the same time. One great evening is being with my loving mother, and the other is being with my lovely lady. It's great to be with you, Mom."

I kissed her a kiss that was difficult to decide whether it was on the cheek or on the neck and whether it was innocent or not so innocent. That let her own feelings decide. And decide they did as she unwittingly pressed her chest against mine just a little bit more than she should.

So much for dancing. I thanked her and suggested that she might enjoy a quiet walk near the lake. She was agreeable.

So we drove to the lake and then had a walk hand in hand. "Most people would think I am acting a little strangely," I said, "but you know I am only trying to treat you as good as you deserve. Please pardon my incompetence and just have fun." I said it to dismiss any suspicions she might have and elicit acceptance for anything I might do later on.

"Oh, don't say that!"

The lake was beautifully moonlit, making a fantastic view with lazy waves caressing its surface, so romantic. After a while I said, "Do you know that you are a little cheated, but there's nothing I can do about it?"

She looked questionably. I continued, "Well, we share the same view, but you are part of my view, making it so much more beautiful than it could be without you."

"Oh, come on, Nick, you are so sweet," she replied. "Your company and sweet words are really what counts to me. And if it makes you feel better, I am really having a great time."

"Thank Goodness," I said as I kissed the palm of her hand a controversial kiss. "That's my greatest reward."

We walked a little more near the lake and then we drove home. My father was still not home, my sister was nowhere to see.

I walked mother to her bedroom door. "I just have had the greatest evening ever," I said. "I hope you have enjoyed yours, Mom."

"That was a wonderful evening, Nick, thank you."

"You deserve the best, Mom," I replied, looking into her eyes. Then slowly I moved my eyes down to her lips, getting my face slightly closer to her as I let my lips move the slightest movement in a subtle hint. Her lips moved a little bit more than mine and her face moved closer to mine. I took her in my arms and we shared our first explicit kiss with a little bit of tongue to be both rewarding and promising.

"Good night, Mom," I said. "I hope we can do it again next Friday night."

"It's a date," she replied. "Good night, Nick."

Second Date

In the following week, I followed up with my help and compliments as before. I started to stare at mom's chest, legs or ass just long enough for her to notice that I was attracted to her, but not long enough to make her feel as a sex object. In this time, I tried harder to find occasions to make her feel appreciated as a human being and a mother, to keep things balanced, like buying her a gift or showing respect and earnestness where desired. If we were alone and she was a little playful, I would pat or grab her ass in a playful way that looked okay but delivered the message intact.

She was responding to my campaign. It showed on the way she dressed, as her dresses, especially at home, got shorter and tighter little by little. I did not keep it a secret that I liked that and appreciated her beauty and her fine taste in dresses and that she started to dress in a way that does her more and more justice. As the days went by, I reminded her that today was Wednesday or Thursday, to keep her thinking and anticipating.

The dress she put on for Friday night revealed, among other things, that she now believed in her beauty and that she cared about pleasing me. I left her hanging in anticipation of a compliment as we walked to the car silently. In the car, she was ready to accept anything I say.

"That's a gorgeous dress worthy of the tasteful and gorgeous woman you are," I started. "While it won't get you arrested for being too revealing, I may lose control and get us arrested. Let's have a good luck kiss."

Without giving her a chance to respond, I was picking up my first delicious kiss of the evening, right in the garage, setting the norm for the evening. As we probed each other's mouth, I took her right hand and placed it on my clothed hardening cock and then placed my own hand over her right tit, partly covered with her thin dress. I could feel her excited nipple pop up. It was only fair to give the other tit the same treatment. Then we drove to a restaurant, chatting aimlessly. Sometimes I would stroke her inner thigh or she would stroke mine.

We exchanged meaningful hints and gestures throughout dinner. Then I took her right hand. I kissed her palm gently, then sucked her fingers one by one, starting by her thumb and ending with her little finger. Slowly, tantalizingly, I sucked. Then I formed a sort of a slit with her thumb and forefinger, leaving her forefinger sticking out more than the thumb as it naturally would. I licked around her two fingers outlining the slit, then flicked my tongue over the tip of her forefinger. Then I licked up and down that slit and occasionally pressed my tongue between her fingers. Next, I closed my lips around the tip of her forefinger and sucked on it, flicking my tongue on it. Then I removed my mouth and rubbed the back of my forefinger along her two fingers. I gently eased my forefinger in the slit between her fingers and moved it in and out, repeatedly. All that time, I was looking at her face. At first, she blushed slightly, then her look gradually turned mischievous.

When I finished, I suggested, "Are we ready for our dance, madam?" Her answer was not verbal.

On the dance floor, I said, "As we dance, we will continue to soak your panties more and more," Sliding my hands down to her ass, I continued, "It is exciting, isn't it?"

I stroked her ass lightly until it was time she felt my hard-on against her. I kneaded her buns gently as she humped against me somewhat shyly.

"That guy, while dancing with his girl, he has his eyes fixated on the hottest ass around. Shall we make it worth his while? After all, it will help soak your panties even more! But we will make the show private for him." Saying so, I maneuvered us so that the crowd was now behind me and the guy moved around to keep his eyes on the target.

"I will pull your dress up very slowly just to show him a hint of your panties that will soon be soaked." I proceeded to do just that.

I pulled her dress up some more. "Now he's looking at the back of your panties as they get wetter and wetter."

"Would it harm if we bunched those soaked panties into your crack and let him see more of the beautiful ass that you must be proud to have, and prouder to show? It's obviously much prettier than his date's. Let's tease him a little! Let's let him feel the envy and teach him not to look at lovely asses that belong to other men."

Humping my bulge must have given her some extra courage and we did it. "I am sure he wishes that he could put his hands on your firm flesh and squeeze and stroke," as I enacted that. "But he only wishes!"

"I think your panties are now wet enough, shall we go?" I pulled her dress back down and we did.

As we drove away, I said, "If you knew what we are going to do now, I am sure your wet panties will get even wetter. But probably you should not know. If your panties got any wetter, they probably will take days to dry, and they probably will smell of sex for ever. Even this wet, you will probably not be able to get rid of the sex smell they have. Anyway, it's a loss to waste that sexy smell. I would love to enjoy that smell any time." I continued among those lines to maintain her sexual readiness until I reached a secluded spot by the lake. It was about full moon, the moon rising in the East.

"Of course you can't go home in soaked panties. We will take care of them here." I opened her door, she got out of the car and I let her bend over the car so that the moon was behind her and she looked toward the lake. I pulled her dress up over her hips and bent over, sticking my face between her haunches. "Oh, baby, that surely smells good," I took the crotch of her panties between my teeth and sucked on it, "and tastes even better." I pulled her panties slowly down her legs to her knees and kissed the backs of her knees.

Looking at her moon lit moons, I said, "Needless to say that the view I have here is more beautiful than the one you are looking at." The moon lit lake was gorgeous as the moon rays danced over the gentle waves, but not as gorgeous as the ass I admired.

Putting my hands on her butt cheeks, I remarked, "So this is the pretty ass that guy beat me to see? Well, but he can't see it naked, touch it, feel it, kiss it, smell it and do wild things to it like me."

I showered the cheeks of her butt with kisses. I dragged my tongue slowly up her crack from her clit to her tailbone. "Delicious." Then I spent a few seconds licking her juicy pussy and then a few more licking her sensitive anus, which twitched enough at the touch to signal its virginity. I divided my time between her pussy and ass, starting with short licks and building up the time to get her virgin asshole to get used to the attention and relax in its own time.

"I like the taste of your sexy seasoned pussy and virginal ass," I whispered.

I licked up and down her sexy crack some more. "I love your naughty but delectable passion flower and your virginal but warm rosebud."

As I licked away, occasionally flicking her clit, I continued, "Together, we will experience pleasures we have never imagined."

As I licked some more, I freed my hard cock. Then I leaned over her and kissed her on the neck. I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy, then up and down her crack, whispering, "No, I am not going to fuck you... now... you are not ready... and I am not ready. I am only familiarizing my cock with the territory. I will still indulge myself in eating your sensuous holes. They are delicious." I was still rubbing my cock over her pussy and ass.

"When we fuck, we will both be very ready and eager we will not be able to wait any more." Now I returned my cock to its cage and I was rubbing my fingers gently up and down her crack, occasionally rubbing her clit. "You will not be ready before you look at my cock, hold it, play with it." Two fingers were making their way in and out of her pussy. "Don't you want to touch it, feel it, kiss it, lick it, taste it. Won't you enjoy sucking it, rolling it in your mouth." My slick fingers were now massaging her anus gently, ready to enter.

"You probably want to taste its leaking juices or take it deep in your throat. You will get to do to it whatever you want. Then I will fuck your soaked pussy. I want your pussy to be soaked even more than it is now. I want you to make my cock drip with pussy juices. I will tell you why. But now just enjoy my finger massaging your lovely ass, making your curious anus relax and delight in pleasure like your pussy so many times did, doubling your pleasure, turning you on more than ever. You like me finger fucking your responsive ass, don't you?" She nodded.

"And my finger loves fucking your sweet ass."

"It is so relaxing and enjoyable to have your receptive ass fucked, and with two fingers it will be even more so. Your envious pussy is twitching with voyeuristic excitement as it watches its next door neighbor have so much fun."

I drooled over her asshole and gently worked a second finger in. I slid my fingers slowly in and out, twisting them gently. "As your lovely anus relaxes and enjoys itself more and more, you can feel a volcanic orgasm coming slowly but persistently. As my fingers fuck you confidently to oblivion, I will finger fuck your twitching, drooling pussy." I proceeded to do so.

I maintained the rhythm of "fucking her," but started slowly licking her pussy instead of fingering it. I sucked on her clit for enough time and then proceeded with only finger fucking her ass, and the orgasm I promised arrived, stiffening her body, making her asshole spasm uncontrollably around my fingers and her pussy twitch wildly and gush fresh juices. She lost her breath, but I fingered her through her extended orgasm. Then I licked her cream off her pussy and thighs.

I pulled her dress down, shared a kiss with her and hoped she enjoyed it which she admitted she did very much. Then I proceeded to slide her panties down from her knees and took them off. "I would love to keep these panties," kissing her panties. "Not as a souvenir because I will never forget this night anyway, but as a treasured gift from you, mom dearest." And I kissed her. She said it was okay. We agreed we did not have more time and drove home, setting a rendezvous for the next night, Saturday night.

After we shared a concluding kiss, I suggested she go to bed early and think about what we would do the next night, indicating that we would start our evening early to have a lot of time on our hands.

The Night

At about six, mom was ready. I carried her in my arms, telling her she was my bride that night as I picked her on the lips. I told her we were spending the evening in my room with nothing to distract us.

I poured our drink and we sat on my bed, she on my right, taking turns to drink from each other's hand. Before long we started kissing with short kisses. Each kiss was longer and more passionate that the previous one. Soon our hands got involved. I started with a quick pass over her thinly covered tits, just to stiffen the nipples. My left hand crept down her body as her right crept up my thighs. Her thighs parted of their own accord to welcome my hand. While I was contented with stroking her clothed pussy gently and tantalizingly, she was unclothing my cock.

Her lips left mine, heading slowly towards their new destination. Her hands slowly but expertly teased my hardening cock. Her fingers gently stroked my cock head. I could feel her hot breath on my cock. In a matter of seconds her lips laid the first kiss on the head of my rigid cock. Then her tongue toured up and down and around my shaft.

I helped her take off my pants and briefs. With her bending over my cock, it was awkward for me to stroke her pussy. I arranged her on her knees on the bed with her butt sticking up and her knees sufficiently parted. I resumed stroking her pussy lazily with my left hand from beneath her. I flipped her dress over her hips and started lazily to grope her ass and legs with my right hand. She danced to the beat of my hands.

Her lips were making out with my cock head, drooling down my shaft. Before I knew it, her lips were pursed around the root of my cock, my turgid head past her tonsils. I gasped and almost lost it but not quite. As her lips slowly made their way up my shaft, I complimented her, "Oh, you are one prize cock sucker, darling mother. I love what you do to me." I relaxed, assured that I was in for a first class blow job.

She took her mouth off my cock and was down to my balls, which she lavishly licked and sucked. She took her time, switching between licking my balls and sucking my cock balls deep until I could not take it any more and she knew it. She started palming my balls with her right hand. Her left hand was wrapped tightly around the bottom of my shaft, stroking up and down. She slid her pursed lips up and down the free part of my cock. When it was time, she pursed her lips around the tip of my cock and jacked me harder. I felt proud that not a drop of blasting spunk escaped her eager mouth. After she sucked me dry, she continued fucking my softening cock in and out of her mouth until it was totally limp. She kissed my cock and then I kissed her with my deepest appreciation, tasting myself on her tongue.

I stood her up and pulled down her panties with my teeth. When she stepped out of them, I kissed the crotch and wore the panties around my neck. I stuck my head between her thighs and planted a slow kiss. Then I picked her up and deposited her on a desk, resting her feet on two chairs. I hoisted her dress over her hips to expose her crotch.

Her pussy was wet with leaking juices. With my fingertips, I stroked her pussy lips, rubbing the moisture around. I gently ran my fingers up and down her crack, spreading some juices down to her anus and rubbing it in the process. As I continued to stimulate her, I started talking with her.

"Now you can get ready for the rest of the evening."

"Oh, yes, eat me out, darling."

"First, I have a surprise for your pussy."

"Oh, yeah? What is that?"

"Your pussy will never be the same."

"How?"

"It will feel better, become more sensitive, even prettier, younger and more innocent!"

"Oh, no?"

"Oh, yes. I am going to shave it bald." This conversation took her mind off what was happening and she was relaxed to easily take a finger all the way in her ass, and I was inserting a second one. "Don't you like to feel my skin against yours with every deep thrust of my cock in your sexy body? I know your asshole likes it. And your pussy is flowing like a river. Your anus has already swallowed two fingers and she is anxious for more. But that will come later." Saying this, I pulled my fingers from her asshole and licked them slowly in a teasing manner. There was no need for anything else and I did not think she was really protesting.

I reduced her pussy hair to stubble with an electric shaver, then I brought my shaving kit. "You are too wet to require shaving foam but I will not risk being rough to your invaluable twat." With that I spread shaving cream all over her crack and started shaving away from top to bottom, using a fresh cartridge. I was extra careful around her lips, pulling them with one hand as I shaved with the other. Soon she was totally bald from her tailbone to her navel. I wiped the soap with a towel. Her pussy and asshole were gorgeous. I rubbed her mound and crack with a perfumed lotion. Then I kissed her on the nether lips and held a mirror for her to see her new pussy. She giggled when she saw it, saying, "It looks like a little girl's."

"But much prettier, more like a pretty nymphomaniac's crack. You will see. Before I start my palatable meal, I would like it dressed with my favorite sauce." I started to extract her sauce and spread it around all over her pussy and anal area. In no time, my dinner was ready and so was I.

I started by casually licking up and down her pussy and asshole. Sometimes I would lick up the outside of her lips and then down the inside. Sometimes I would flick her clit. Sometimes I would lick her anus circularly. Sometimes, I would stick my tongue into her cunt to get some juices, or keep licking until the juices flowed outside. I would lick her sap off her pussy lips or leave them to collect in her anus and lick them from there. I was not to let her come.

My tongue was going deeper and deeper in her cunt and in her asshole. She pulled her legs up and her butt cheeks apart to give me better access to her crack. I pushed three fingers into her slimy pussy as I teased her clit with my tongue. Then, teasing her clit slowly only to increase her desire, I gently worked two of my soaked fingers into her anus, twisting them around. When my fingers were comfortably lodged inside her rectum, I let my drool mixed with her juices coast down to her anus where I was inserting a third finger. It went easily in. I fucked those three finger in and out of her asshole, twisting them around and stretching her asshole until I felt her pucker was elastic enough.

"Your hungry asshole is ready for the ultimate fuck," I said, rubbing my now hard cock up and down her clit and pussy and around her asshole. "I want you to come like you have never come before," I continued, rubbing my cock head against her puckered rim.

"But first," I said, teasing her pussy lips with my cock. "I want to fuck your pussy until it bathes my cock with load after load of fresh pussy juice. But you can't come. Fucking your pussy will only make you hornier as your hungry asshole opens up slowly and gets ready to swallow my cock. You will get hornier until you can't stand it any more as your starving asshole opens wide and gets ready to wolf down my entire cock with a single gulp. Then I am going to give it to you the way you want it. I will satisfy your every lustful need... after you beg for it. But don't you worry at all, you will beg for it, but try to withhold it as much as you can."

After I finished my prologue, she gasped as I abruptly stabbed my cock into her soaked cunt. I fucked in a teasing manner, taking her high then low, and again, taking her to the edge but never over it. "You are getting hornier, aren't you? Can you feel your little asshole itch? Can you feel her open her mouth in anticipation of breaking her long fast? She is about ready, isn't she? When I pull out of your pussy, your lustful asshole will swallow my cock in one gulp. My cock is nice and slick with your juices. It is ready and so are you. It's about time. Say it if you have to." I swirled my cock around in her pussy.

"Fuck me," she hissed.

"Where?"

"In my ass."

"In your starving, virginal asshole? Louder, I can't hear you."

"Fuck me in my starving, virginal asshole."

"Your wish is my command, mother, you got it." After a couple of long strokes in her cunt, I pulled out of her and with a single swift but gentle stroke I pushed my cock into her relaxed asshole before it had the chance to tighten up involuntarily. I had to push harder for the final part but my cock went balls deep up her no longer virgin orifice in the single gulp I readied her for.

I parked my cock deep in there and stopped moving. "Your asshole is marvelous. So tight, so hot, so sexy, so naughtily lustful! I love you." I kissed her on the lips. "Savor the feeling, the fullness, the hardness of my cock against the softness of your asshole, the thickness against the tightness, the lust against the innocence. Enjoy the most taboo fuck any two people can ever have: your son fucking you in that forbidden grotto his father, your husband, did not dare to touch, but fate saved it for us. That joy only a mother and son can have. Something you did not even dare to dream of. Feel your anus flutter with outrageous desire. Squeeze and relax your horny anus around my hard cock, feel me twitch inside you, get used to it. You will be having me there often from now on. Your hunger will be satisfied for ever. Your asshole will radiate happiness and satisfaction into all of your body... Does it feel good?"

"It feels greaaaaaaat!" she replied with a gasp as I pulled my cock back and buggered her butt with a few long, smooth strokes. Feeling her asshole loosen up enough, I pulled out and rubbed my cock against her clit to get her anus to tighten. I shoved it again into her anus and gave her a few long strokes, then pulled back again. I rubbed it against her anal rim until it tightened and shoved it back in for a few strokes. I switched randomly among different anal breaks to tighten her anus between sets of strokes. I licked her clit, lips, or asshole or rubbed any of them with my cock or shoved the head into her cunt or simply had her squeeze her empty anus for a moment or two. I maintained the same fucking rhythm however. The length of each was determined by getting to the same degree of anal relaxation.

The first time I fuck any woman in the ass, I start by doing this for twenty to thirty minutes and I call it anal responsiveness training (ART). It gets the woman used to getting her ass penetrated by my cock naturally and easily. By the end of this, parking my cock at her anal opening becomes enough to get her asshole relaxed and ready for immediate penetration if lubed. In an ART session, I can give a number of anal penetrations equivalent to a yearful of average ass fucking. After an ART session, taking my cock in her ass will be one of the most natural things to her. So this training can even influence a seasoned ass fuckee effectively and make her anus treat my cock the way I want it to without her knowing it. If the girl is not an anal virgin, I will tell her to pretend she is, that it would be more fun this way. And I say to the girl that a virgin asshole should be respected, loved, treated gently and fed its first cock in small doses.

I spent about fifteen minutes of ART with mom on the desk, telling her among other things, "This pleasure is addictive, but we will always be there for each other. It is good to get addicted to extreme pleasure, because we will always have it, together, like only a mother and son can." We started kissing and I had my left hand behind her and my right hand stroking her jiggling tits and pinching her hard nipples if I was not taking an anal break. I then lifted her legs by the backs of her knees, throwing them over my shoulders and pulled her towards me, maintaining the same rhythm, fucking her ass nice and easy, every stroke accompanied by a soft moan of hers. I was looking at her face in love and appreciation and she was returning my look. "Having a good time, you lovely bugger, aren't you?"

I carried her and deposited her on the bed without taking my cock out of her. I resumed fucking her in an enhanced missionary style position, kissing her occasionally, or egging her on with words. After completing about half an hour of ART, I leaned backward and pulled her on top of me without losing contact. "Be a nice naughty girl and fuck that lovely, motherly asshole of yours real good with your son's hard, thick cock, will you?"

"Of course, I will," she said as she started riding me excitedly. "I am going to milk you dry!"

I took the chance to fondle her bouncing tits and squeeze her stiff nipples as I said, "Not before I fuck your ass senseless." She liked that and tried to ride me faster, but I made her return to my speed because I had something else in mind.