Mom and son, creampie in mother

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It was a hot and humid night and the air conditioner wasn’t coping well, in fact it was making things worse because it was the evaporative type and it was making the atmosphere even clammier. I was restless and unable to sleep, and I think it was about 1-30 a.m. when I decided to go and have a cold shower to cool down a bit. As I passed mother’s bedroom I noticed the door partially open and the bluish light of a flickering television set. She too was having a restless night.

I had my shower, and partially drying myself I put on my athlete’s jockstrap in case mum happened to be on the prowl. It was the most minimal garment and genital cover I had, and thinking back I can see that it was ridiculous to even bother with that, but I suppose habit and modesty lingers on.

Returning to my room I saw that the television in mother’s room was still on. She must have detected my movements because she called out, “Robert, is that you?”

“No,” I called back, “just your friendly neighbourhood rapist.”

“Then come in rapist,” she laughed.

Mother’s bedroom was, as far as I was concerned, very much her private space, and I had rarely entered it except at her express invitation, and that usually involved a request for me to clear a stopped sink or to remember to buy something for the next day’s evening meal, or some sort of chore.

I entered her room anticipating such an instruction, perhaps to get her a drink. Mother wearing a plain a cotton nightdress was propped up on the bed with several pillows behind her back watching a film on TV.

As I entered she smiled at me and said, “Can’t sleep?”

“No,” I replied, “it’s too hot and humid.”

“Yes,” she replied, “Me too, come and watch this film with me,” she said, patting the bed beside her invitingly.

I’d never been invited on to her bed before, and given the way I felt about mother I wasn’t to sure about accepting the invitation now, especially as my jock didn’t offer much genital concealment but I was thankful I was wearing it because it did provide some concealment.

Seeing me hesitate mum smiled and said, “Neither of us can sleep so we might as well keep each other company.”

Hoping I wouldn’t get an erection, or if I did mum wouldn’t notice it, I got on the bed beside her. The situation was not made any easier for me because I had to share the pillows, and that meant our shoulders were touching, and even that slight touch was sufficient to set my testes tingling.

Trying to distract myself and prevent the incipient erection from becoming full blown, I indicated the television and asked “Any good?”

Mother used the remote for a few moments to turn down the sound and explained, “It’s an old film, forties or fifties vintage I think. It’s about one of those private schools and one of the teachers who’s married to a woman much younger than himself. One of the senior students has fallen in love with her and she’s fallen in love with him.

Mother turned the sound up again and I settled to watch. It seemed that classes were over for the day and the students were streaming out of a building. The camera followed one particular student, a really handsome hunk. He headed away from the school and entered a wood with an impossibly idyllic stream running through it, and in a small glade he met a really good looking woman who looked to be in her thirties. She was wearing a white dress, organdie I think the material is called. The whiteness of the dress gave an air of innocence to what happened. I noticed that mum’s nightdress was white.

They lay down beside the stream and started to kiss, and he said, “If you love me you’ll let me do it.”

The woman smiled at him and stroked his hair, and then she started to pull her dress up, but in typical old movie style the scene faded out. It was nothing like the hot scenes you can see in movies now that leave nothing to the imagination, but somehow its understatement made it very erotic. That scene and mum’s closeness had brought on the erection I’d been trying to suppress and my jock was bulging.

“Do you think she let him do it?” Mum whispered; her lips very close to my ear.

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