Between leaving school and starting at Leeds university I had five months with no studies at all. I was still living with my mum at that time, dad had left us years ago and so it was just her and me living in a mid-terraced house in a modest street.
My aunty Pauline lived in the house next door, and as I was growing up I was able to split my time between the two houses. This worked well as my mum was a nurse and worked a night shift from Sunday to Thursday nights so I often stayed over at aunty Pauline's house.
Mum was 56 years old at that time, but despite going to work in uniform, always managed to look glamorous. She was quite a big lady, full breasts, large bottom and big thighs, but always took care over her make-up and wore high heels, only changing into flat shoes upon arrival at work.
As I grew up, nudity was a normal part of life sharing a house with mum. She would walk naked from her room, and would often use the bathroom with the door left open. This had always been the case and seemed perfectly natural, but as I'd got older it aroused me greatly, although I never let on because I didn't want this to come to an end.
Every day before work, my mum's routine was to dress in her underwear and shoes then come downstairs to iron her uniform in the sitting room. I always made sure I was watching the television at that time so I could see her standing behind the ironing board in her black stockings, high heels, nylon slip and bra and pants, before pulling the uniform on over her head.
After mum had left for work, I often masturbated while thinking of the image of her standing in front of me in her underwear with her big boobs and fat thighs wobbling as she ironed her clothes. In my imagination, I usually came off over her stockings, pants, bra, or over her bum hole or vagina. Latterly I had taken to removing a pair of her knickers from the laundry basket to smell and lick while masturbating myself to the image of my mum's naked body. I would often wank my hard prick, and at the end, put the panties under my cock and cum off into the gusset, spraying my filthy blobs onto the soiled cotton material. Sometimes there would be a pair of stockings which I used to wrap around my cock to heighten the rubbing sensation, but the best of all was when mum's panties were all rolled up together with a pair of worn tights. This allowed me to smell the even headier aroma of mum's cunt as it had spent all day (or all night if at work) sweating away in the confines of the nylon gusset.
Mum's tights were always fantastic to cum into. They were invariably a light tan or flesh colour, very sheer and felt fantastic against my cock as I wanked my sperm out onto the nylon gusset. Sometimes I wrapped some of the nylon around my left middle finger and touched my bum hole as I shot my mucky filth into the panties, always thinking about mum while finishing off my cumload.
Sometimes, if aunty Pauline was out while I was round there, I would look through her laundry basket and do the same there. She was definitely a tights woman, not stockings, and wore very large old-fashioned knickers which were great for spunking off into. Aunty Pauline was 60 years old that year, and was taller than mum, as tall as me in fact, and although not fat, was quite heavily built. She had heavy thighs and generous breasts, wide hips, but an attractively curvy waist. Her and mum had a substantial effect on my sexual preference for larger ladies, thanks to my formative years having been dominated by their presence.
One Saturday, mum was sleeping after her night shift and I crept into the bathroom quietly so as not to wake her, and removed the black stockings and white panties she had worn at work the night before. I took them into my room, closed the door and undressed. I started as always by smelling the inner gusset of the panties to savour the acidic aroma of mum's cunt on the material. I then flicked the end of my tongue all over the smelliest area to get the taste of her vaginal juices, and masturbated myself using her stockings wrapped around my stiff prick. As I felt my cum starting to take hold, I quickened my wanks, and used dirty words to myself to heighten the sexual pleasure of the cumshot. 'Fucking filthy cunt, I'm spunking off in you, you dirty fat old slag. Cumming now, here it comes, open your fat legs you filthy fat old cunt...' and so on until the blobs of sperm shot out of the end of my penis into the cotton material, jet after jet squirting off into mum's big panties.
As the final blobs of sperm oozed out into the knickers, my bedroom door suddenly opened and in came mum!!! She looked at me and retreated immediately shouting 'sorry love, sorry,' in her unbearable embarrassment.
I panicked, shoved the underwear under my pillow, put on my clothes and ran out of the house and around next door to aunty Pauline's. I was shaking and my eyes were red as I tried to hold back tears. Aunty Pauline was shocked to see my state, and sat with me, holding me tightly asking what was wrong. At first I couldn't speak, but eventually told her mum had caught me being rude in my bedroom! Aunty Pauline just held me making soothing gestures and noises and telling me it would be alright. Eventually, she got up and told me I could stay there that night and I needn't go back home to face mum until tomorrow.
Aunty Pauline left me in the lounge and went round to see mum to make sure she was OK. After some time she came back to report that mum was embarrassed, but otherwise OK, and certainly not cross or upset. She admitted mum was a little surprised to see me with her stockings and panties, but understood that I was only human and that 'men sometimes like these things...' as she put it. She sat back down and held me tightly providing more reassurance that it would be OK. 'It's alright, really,' she said, 'everybody does it you know, even your mum. In fact from what she's told me in the past, especially your mum!' I was wide-eyed at aunty Pauline's frankness, as I'd never really thought about mum having any kind of sexual urges. She paused, then said 'Even I do it sometimes, so it can't be all that bad!!'
I didn't know which was worse, my mum catching me masturbating, or learning that she and aunty Pauline did the same thing! We held on to each other for some time without saying anything, then she kissed me on the forehead and got up to make some tea.
Next day, I went round to face mum. She was quite OK with me, all things considered, and gave me a hug, a kiss on the cheek and told me it was all going to be OK. We sat at the kitchen table drinking tea and talked openly and frankly about sex, me telling her how I liked to use her underwear for masturbation, and her telling me that as she'd not had a man for some years, she liked to masturbate too, usually in bed, occasionally in the bath and even sometimes in the toilet at work! She told me there was a junior houseman who worked on the ward some nights, who flirted with mum mercilessly, to the extent that she sometimes got really randy and had to fiddle herself off in the ladies' loo. I asked why she'd not asked him out, and she told me he was only about 24 years old, far too young for an 'old lady' as she put it. We discussed her age and about sex with people much older or much younger than one's self, by the end of which I for one was hugely turned on, and I cold see that mum was shifting around on her chair and getting flushed. The signs, I suspected, that she was highly aroused too.
About three weeks later, all things in the house had returned to normal except that mum was more guarded about her own nudity, and didn't come down to iron her uniform whilst wearing only underwear. I'd given up my visits to her laundry basket out of shame, but I really don't think mum would have minded if I'd carried on.
It was a Saturday night, and aunty Pauline had invited me round to watch a video at her house, and to stay overnight to prevent my waking mum by returning home late. I accepted, and we sat in and watched the video of Peter's Friends, which has since become one of my favourite 1980s films. When it had finished, aunty Pauline went upstairs to the loo and I volunteered to make some coffee. I put the kettle on, but looking in the fridge found there was insufficient milk for two cups, so I decided that I'd be very quiet and nip back home to get milk from mum's fridge. As I suspected, the door was locked as mum would be in bed by this time, so I quietly let myself in with my key.
Through the lounge curtains, I'd noticed a glow where mum had left a light on, so once in, I headed for the lounge door to turn it off. As I got to the door, I could hear mum in the lounge, moaning slowly and in a low, subdued voice. I hesitated at the door, not sure whether to go any further -- in my naivety I thought she may have fallen asleep and was dreaming, or may have hurt herself. The alternative was that she was having a moment to herself, relieving herself sexually with her fingers as she'd admitted to me when we discussed it! Unthinkable!! Although I hesitated, I couldn't stop myself opening the door, and I silently pushed it just a touch and peered round.
I was spectacularly wrong on all counts! Mum was lying on the sofa, clothed only in stockings, suspenders and strappy high-heeled shoes, and on the floor were her bra, knickers and her nurses uniform (despite it not being a work night)! On top of her was a man who I couldn't properly see, but mum's legs were wide open with her high heels pointing at the ceiling and the man was pounding away at her cunt with his cock, leaving me a view of his arse going up and down in time to her moans! They'd not seen or heard me, and I withdrew from the room, open mouthed and in slight shock. I still had the image of mum's big bum wobbling with every cock thrust, her stockings biting into her big, white, spread-open thighs, her tits jiggling up and down in time with the fucking, and her round belly flattened out under the weight of the man on top of her. I waited silently in the kitchen behind the door, and listened as they increased the speed of their fuck thrusts and mum's moans getting louder and more urgent. Eventually, I heard the man shout 'fuck, fuck!' as he finished himself off, presumably inside mum's hole. Mum's moans turned to sighs of pleasure and satisfaction, and I silently left the kitchen to return to aunty Pauline's house leaving mum and her lover to themselves.
I went into aunty Pauline's kitchen feeling a mixture of anger and arousal. It was mum! My mum! Fucking! This wasn't right, she shouldn't be doing this especially not with me there! I felt protective towards mum, angry at the man fucking her and a sense of betrayal at mum for allowing him to do it -- all complete madness, I know.
As I went into the lounge, aunty Pauline came downstairs and saw my state. She asked what on earth was wrong, and I managed to blurt out that I'd been next door for milk and found mum on the sofa fucking with a man! Aunty Pauline put her hand to her mouth in shock, then simply looked at me and laughed! 'You fool,' she said 'Why do you think I invited you round here tonight to stay over? It was so your mum could have some peace and quiet with her friend from work! Well, at least we don't have to ask how their evening ended!! Crikey, what a family you are, she catches you at it, you catch her at it, what on earth next?'
Her question hung in the air as she came over to me and hugged me tightly to reassure me all over again that it was all alright. We sat down on one of the two large sofas, the thought of the coffee long since gone, and hugged each other as we talked. Aunty Pauline told me that I shouldn't be angry with mum, she was only human and had all the same needs as everyone else. Since dad left she'd worked hard for years and years, and now she just deserved a little pleasure for herself. I asked aunty Pauline if she knew the identity of the man mum had been fucking, and all she would tell me is that his name was Ian and he was much younger than my mum. I guessed it was the junior houseman from the hospital, and it turned out later that I was right.
As aunty Pauline and I sat on the sofa in a gentle embrace, my mind wandered back to the sight of mum on her back with her stocking-clad legs wide open, fucking this man's cock deeply up her cunt hole. As I thought about it, I became involuntarily aroused and became aware that I was moving my pelvis back and forth against aunty Pauline's hip. She simply sat there with her eyes closed, arms around me, and seemed unaware of my movements. As soon as I realised what I was doing, I stopped immediately, but as I did so, aunty Pauline stood up from the sofa and went over to turn off the lights before coming back to sit down. 'There, that's better,' she said, then 'Now, where were we?'
We embraced again, and this time aunty Pauline placed a leg over my lap, pressed her thigh into my groin, and pushed her head down onto my shoulder. I could feel the softness of her large thigh through her pleated skirt as she moved her leg up and down over my cock, but this time we were in darkness and I was unable to see whether she had her eyes open or closed. The movement of her thigh over my stiff penis felt fantastic, and she was clearly able to feel my erect cock on her big thigh. She nuzzled into my shoulder and up my neck and I instinctively responded by lowering my head to meet her in a passionate kiss. As we opened our mouths and pressed our tongues together, her movements against my groin became firmer, and I could feel her skirt sliding up over her thighs to her hips. She took my hand and placed it on her thigh so that I could feel the smooth silky nylon of her tights covering her beautiful big legs and bum. I caressed her through her tights as she massaged my cock through my trousers with her soft inner thigh, and our rhythmic movements against one another became increasingly urgent. My hand slid around her front and pressed down into the space between my cock and the front of her tights and knickers, and I rubbed her smooth cunt area through the nylon. We continued to kiss and she sighed gently with the pleasure of the motion between our genitals and my hand. Her skirt got pushed up over her hips and around her waist, and my hand was able to slide into the waistband of her beautiful nylon tights and down as far as the top of her panties, just below which I could feel the soft wispy curls of her cunt hair.
Still nothing had been said between us, and aunty Pauline suddenly pulled away from me again and stood up. I could see nothing but heard the sound of her skirt being unbuttoned and cast aside and the unmistakable sound of nylon tights being drawn downward over her sexy bum and big thighs. She bent forward and her hands went to my trouser belt and buttons, and in seconds my lower half was naked letting my stiff cock stand out from my groin. I felt aunty Pauline push me down on the sofa, then place one leg over me so that she sat astride my middle. My hand went down to her big sexy cunt and for the first time I felt the wetness of her inner cunt lips and the soft flesh around her vagina.
She took my prick in her hand and with one foot still on the floor, lowered herself down on me so that my cock penetrated her cunt lips and slid gently up her wet fuck hole. It went all the way up inside her in one movement, so wet and aroused had she become during our kissing. She moved up and down on my cock, rubbing the front of her mound against my pubic hair, and I could feel my hips being squeezed between her large thighs. I knew I wouldn't last long, and within only a few seconds I could feel my cock start to twitch as my cum started to spray out of the end, deep into aunty Pauline's cunt, jet after jet of my filthy sperm blobbing off into her big wet fuck hole. As I shot off, I pushed my hands up inside her jumper and rubbed her big tits through her bra, and she responded by cooing and sighing with the feeling of me doing my cumshot inside her.
We kissed and held one another, but didn't speak for some minutes. Eventually, she climbed off me, took my hand and led me to her bedroom where she first undressed herself, then me and took me into her bed.
As we kissed again, we pressed our bodies together and I could feel her spermy cunt sliding over my prick and balls under the duvet. Aunty Pauline lay on her back, legs apart, and pulled me on top of her so that the underside of my penis was rubbing up and down her spunky wet slot. In moments, I was sufficiently stiff to allow my prick to glide gently inside her hole for a second time, but now I was on top and as I kissed her and fingered her nipples I fucked my stiff cock in and out of her dirty cunt hole in long, firm strokes. I could feel my own sperm from our first fuck around the shaft of my prick, as it oozed out of her vagina with my thrusts and ran down her bum crack onto the bed. It felt as though I'd filled her randy old cunt with gallons of it, all now lubricating our second fuck.
Aunty Pauline moved her hips against mine, closed her eyes tightly, and began to breath in short gasps. She wrapped her legs around my back and let out an elongated cry of 'hnnnnnggg' as she shot off her first cum on my dirty stiff cock. She bucked and writhed under me, her climax lasting several seconds, all the while making guttural noises and gasps. As her cumshot subsided, she opened her eyes, looked at me and smiled. 'Your turn now, you naughty boy,' she said, then 'Fill me up again, do your stuff inside me.'
That encouragement was all I needed, and with one hand roughly pulling and fingering her nipples, I quickened my fuck thrusts and let go with another load of sperm right up inside her fat old cunt hole. I couldn't help myself, and whispered 'fucking cunt!' as my stinky white dollops shot out into her vagina.
After our fuck, we slept in one another's arms and woke the next morning to more kissing and caressing. Aunty Pauline fucked me again that morning, and I eventually got up, showered, and kissed her goodbye before retuning to mum.
There was no sign of Ian in the house, and mum was happy and smiling more than I'd ever seen before. Her fucking last night obviously suited her, and I must say, so did mine. Later that morning, mum went round to see aunty Pauline, presumably to report on her evening, and to say thanks for getting me out of the way. I had a sense of dread about what would be said of the night before, I wasn't sure how much aunty Pauline would tell mum about what I saw and what we did. Mum was gone for more than 2 hours and when she got back my questions were answered. Aunty Pauline had told mum everything, and although mum was embarrassed that I'd seen her and Ian fucking on the sofa, she was surprisingly understanding about my having slept with aunty Pauline. She said it was lovely that after all these years, she and aunty Pauline had at last found two young gentlemen to give them some pleasure for a change, and that I was getting my own pleasure in the time I had left before going to Leeds.
Mum told me about Ian, he was only 24 years old but neither of them were bothered by the age gap to her own 56 years. Ian liked the thought of the 'older woman' and had a fixation about larger ladies in nurses' uniforms, hence last night's choice of clothing. Mum and I compared the age difference between her and Ian with that between aunty Pauline and me, agreeing that in both cases it only served to make the experience more interesting for all parties. Aunty Pauline had apparently told mum that she couldn't wait for me to go back round later on for more 'sexy time' together. That afternoon, mum slept before getting up for her shift at work, and I visited aunty Pauline and we repeated our sexual congress in her bed.
Over the next few weeks, aunty Pauline and I embarked on the most beautiful series of sexual experiences as we discovered each others preferences and she taught me things of which I could barely have dreamt. She always wore skirts which finished just above the knee, sometimes a silky white underskirt, but always with tights and panties below. I loved to feel her large thighs through her light-brown nylon tights, concentrating on the soft flesh of the inner thigh as she spread her legs to give me better access. She instinctively knew I had a thing about nylon-clad legs, and would sometimes strip me naked before undressing down to her tights and panties so she could masturbate me as I stroked her bum and cunt area through the nylon. Often, this would result in me dumping my filthy white sperm load on the front of her tights, all over the area between her fat thighs and on the cunt of her nylons and panties. After this, she would rub the smelly blobs of cum into the nylon, pressing it hard into her vagina and clitoris through the material. This intensified her sexual arousal so that when she peeled the tights and panties down over her generous thighs and calves, she could fetch herself off to a very quick cum just by fiddling her nipples with one hand and pressing a finger between her fleshy cunt slot and diddling away at her clitty with the other.After we'd both come like this, we would embrace, sometimes sleep, and recover ready for a sexy fuck. One evening, during this recovery period, I got out of bed to use the loo and picked up my pants to slip on to walk to the bathroom. In the half-light, I mistakenly picked up aunty Pauline's black cotton knickers discarded on the floor in her haste to get into bed. I jokingly held them up in front of my groin, and she laughed as I walked towards the door. Aunty Pauline sat up in bed, and asked me to come over to her, then said 'go on darling, slip them on for me!' Her voice was serious, and so I obliged, detecting that there was something about this which she found arousing. I was absolutely right, and as soon as I'd pulled her ample panties up over my floppy cock, she grabbed me, pulled me onto the bed and stroked my bum and cock through the cotton material.
'I've always wanted to do this,' she said, and rubbed me frantically through the large pair of ladies' cotton panties. My cock was stiff for her in no time, and she pulled me down on top of her and without ceremony or foreplay, stuck my cock deeply into her wet cunt hole and ground her hips against me, all the time feeling my bum through her panties. As her cumshot approached, she urged me on, saying, 'that's it darling, just there, right just there, fuck it in me now, that's it, do it to aunty Pauline you fucking little cunt, do it in me, squirt off in me now, that's it, just there, now, now, fuck me in your girl's pants you dirty little fucker!'
She came off with such intensity that she was shouting at the top of her voice for me to come up her, and I couldn't help but oblige as the combination of wearing ladies' knickers, aunty Pauline's soft wet cunt around my prick and her use of foul language and sexual swear words proved to much to bear. I spunked it all off inside her fuck slot, and did so much that it ran out and down between her bum cheeks while I was still inside her.
When she'd finished off her cum, she was out of breath but smiling broadly, and said 'gosh, that was so rude darling, I've never cum that hard before, I think we'll need to do it that way again sometime! I hope you don't mind wearing my undies!'
One of my favourite times was when aunty Pauline let me watch her sitting on the loo, peeing into the bowl, her yellow stream pissing and splashing about into the toilet while she sat with her big legs wide apart to give me a good look. I put my hand down between her large thighs and let the piss splash over my hand and through my fingers, and when she had finished the last few drops, I brought my hand up to smell the aroma of her heavenly urine on my skin. I licked the drops off my fingers, and stopped her as she tried to wipe herself between her legs with tissue. 'Come with me,' I said, and led her, dripping, to the bedroom where I lay her down, opened her legs wide apart and sucked all the piss off her fleshy cunt and inner piss lips. I continued my licking and focused on her clitoris, still tasting the acidic joy of her recent piss. As I licked, she came to an intense climax, bucking her hips up and down against my mouth and tightly squeezing her nipples between her fingers. As she spunked off to her cum, she squirted out a last little bit of pee directly into my mouth which I loved, and which I happily swallowed down for her.
I met mum's boyfriend Ian several times, and occasionally we even went out for drinks and dinner as a foursome. On our return, we would go to the respective houses, Ian with mum and me with aunty Pauline. On one occasion, we had been out for dinner and returned after having had several drinks when mum said Ian had got an adult video with him, and invited us to watch it with them. We decided to go to aunty Pauline's house as she had two sofas in the lounge which would be more comfortable for four of us.
Aunty Pauline put the tape in the machine, and turned down the lights as mum and Ian settled on one sofa with us on the other. The action on film was great! I'd not really seen too many adult films, and this one was really very horny. It was about a man and his wife having foreplay and fucking while the cleaning maid went about her duties around them, eventually becoming involved in the action.
As we watched, my cock was straining at the front of my trousers, and aunty Pauline was shifting uncomfortably on the sofa, letting out little sighs of arousal at the very rude parts. Mum and Ian were alternately kissing and looking over at the screen, while hugging and gently caressing each other. Aunty Pauline's hand eventually found its way to my trousers and surreptitiously rubbed my cock through the material, and I gently brushed my fingers over her erect nipples as we watched. In a few moments, our caressing had become more urgent, and although we were conscious we were not alone, we were kissing passionately and my hand had wandered up aunty Pauline's skirt to rub her cunt area very hard through her tights and pants. She held her legs wide apart for me as I did so to allow me better access, and fumbled to undo my trousers to get at my prick. I risked a glance over to mum and Ian and saw they were doing exactly the same as us, but they were intently watching the sucking and fucking on the screen at the same time. Mum's skirt was up over her hips and her legs were wide apart revealing her overweight thighs and tan coloured stocking tops. Ian's hand was down inside mum's panties and I could see him wanking his finger side to side on her clitty as they both looked at the rude and dirty things being done on the screen.
Mum then stood up, turned her back to me, removed her skirt and slipped her knickers down her legs and off over her stiletto-heeled strappy shoes. As she did this, she bent forward giving me a perfect view of her hairy cunt lips and bum hole from behind, only a few inches away from my face! My cock sprang up even more and twitched in aunty Pauline's hand as she slowly wanked me up and down. Aunty Pauline put her face close to mine and whispered 'dirty little boy!'
Mum dropped her bra to let her giant saggy tits hang down to her large round belly, then sat back on the sofa opening her legs for Ian's attention. Ian knelt down on the floor between her legs and put his face right up between mum's fat thighs and started to lick and finger her cunt slot and clitty. Mum's hands went to her tits, where her fingers rubbed and tweaked her big, horny nipples. As mum watched the dirty video, Ian's licking and her fingering brought her ever close to her cumshot, and as aunty Pauline and I watched, she put her fingers to her mouth and licked some saliva onto her thumbs and fingers before returning the attention to her big nipples.
We heard her say to Ian 'do my bum hole for me' and Ian responded by wetting a finger with his own saliva and gently nudging the end of it against mum's dirty little brown opening below her cunt. With a finger in the entrance to her bum hole, her clit being tongue-wanked, and with the lubrication of her own spit on her nipples, the dirty fuck action on the screen sent mum over the edge into her cumshot, and with her stocking-clad legs held high in the air she moaned the arrival of a very noisy climax. Her hips bucked up and down against Ian's mouth, and she made loud guttural noises as she spunked her cum in Ian's mouth.
When mum had finished cumming off, she stood up, undressed Ian and without looking at aunty Pauline or me, pushed him down on the sofa, knelt down where Ian had been, and took his large cock into her mouth. At first she took as much in as she could, then pulled his foreskin all the way back and put the very end tip of his prick against her ruby-red lipstick-covered lips, and wanked his shaft with her hand. She gently opened her mouth just enough to let Ian's bell end between her lips just a touch, but concentrated most of her action on wanking him off up and down his stiff cock. Ian watched mum, then the video in turn, and soon he was stiffening his legs and holding mum's head between his hands as he shot off his load of dirty sperm against mum's lips and into her mouth. Some of it ran down mum's chin and dripped onto the sofa and the carpet, but most of it was greedily swallowed down by my filthy cock-sucking, dirty fat old bitch of a mother. She wiped the residual sperm off her mouth with her hand and licked it clean before returning to the sofa where she and Ian shared a big spermy kiss with open mouths.
During this performance, I couldn't take my eyes off mum as she had her big wet cunt licked out to a fantastic cum, and then as she milked Ian's young cock into her old mouth, taking all his filthy seed between her red lips and swallowing it down. Bizarrely, I was desperately jealous as they shared their sperm-kiss, licking and slopping the spunky cum between their lips and tongues. As I watched my mother and her young lover commit this final filthy act, my cock started to twitch uncontrollably in aunty Pauline's hand, and as I fingered her fleshy, wet old cunt with my hand inside her tights and panties, I shot my cumload all over my fuck-partner's skirt, tights and knickers, the spermy mess covering the nylon of her fat thighs and cunt area.
By now, only aunty Pauline was left without a climax of her own, so following Ian's example, I removed all of her clothes, sat her down to view the dirty fucking on the screen and licked her cunt from her bum hole up to her clitty, reached up with one hand to finger her nipples and used the fingers of the other to fiddle with her little brown bum hole. She soon came off, spunking her orgasm onto my tongue and lips as I pressed down hard into her clitty and pinched her right nipple hard between thumb and fore finger. The bitter-sweet pleasure of her cumshot and the nipple pain caused her to screw her eyes tightly closed and shout 'cunt!' at the moment of the first throb of her spunky cum.
After some time, mum and Ian went back to Mum's house and I went to bed with aunty Pauline. The next day I was up early and returned to mum's house to find mum still in bed and Ian already gone. I took mum a cup of tea and she sat up in bed drinking it, her bare breasts fully on display, as I sat on the bed talking to her about the previous night. She had enjoyed watching aunty Pauline and me wanking, licking and cumming off, and was so highly aroused by it that she and Ian had discussed the details during their fuck when they'd got to bed, each using filthy language to describe what they'd seen. We just talked, mum drank her tea, I looked at her ample, saggy tits and nipples, and we were generally very relaxed in each other's company. As I stood up to leave, I instinctively reached out and gently brushed one of mum's nipples with my fingers. She smiled, pushed her breasts out to meet my touch and I smiled in return and quietly left the room.
Later that day, mum was due to go to bed for her Sunday sleep before her night shift, and she came into the lounge where I was watching television. She had a VCR tape in her hand and she asked if I fancied watching the rest of Ian's film. I said OK, and she put the video in the player and wound the tape forward to where we'd seen the night before.
Mum was in the armchair and I was on the sofa next to her. As the video progressed, I was uncomfortably aroused, and I adjusted my position to allow my erection more comfort in my pants. Mum was watching the screen intently, and didn't move for quite some time. Eventually, she stood up, drew the curtains then lifted her large skirt and pulled her big knickers down her bare legs and took them off. She sat back in the armchair and continued to watch, then pulled the hem of her skirt up towards her waist, lifted her legs and placed one over each arm of the chair to expose her hairy cunt slot to my view. Without taking her eyes off the screen, she wet a finger with her saliva and used it to masturbate herself off on the clitoris.
Her hand wanked away side to side over her sensitive button, and her other hand went to her tits and pulled hard on her nipples through her jumper. While still watching the dirty fucking on the video, she took her left hand away from her nipples, licked the middle finger, reached down underneath the hand wanking and fiddling away on her cunt, and pressed herself hard on the bum hole. Her finger end penetrated her anus slightly and she started to shudder and buck her hips with an enormous orgasm which came in waves and waves through her body, causing her large tits and fat bum and legs to wobble as she came her spunk.
I watched intently with a giant stiff cock in my pants, slowly rubbing it through my trousers and pants, while my own mother sat in the armchair next to me masturbating herself off to a porn video. When she'd finished her cumshot, she casually pulled the hem of her skirt back down over her legs, stood up and came over to me with a box of tissues in her hand. She handed me the box and said 'go on, darling, you can do it if you like.'
I didn't move, but my eyes were drawn to her discarded knickers lying on the floor. Mum saw my gaze, and smiled as she lifted her panties and passed them to me saying 'Very well then, if you prefer -- that's OK with me.'
She sat down, watching me, and I took out my cock while watching the video and started to wank my cock and smell the sexual aroma of her freshly dampened panties. The gusset was soaked with her cunt juices and they smelt heavenly as I wanked my prick furiously. When I came, I looked at mum who was still watching me, smiling, and I quickly positioned her panties under my cock and caught all the sperm in the wide, damp gusset area. About five or six jets of sperm squirted out over her knickers, some of it escaping and running down my cock to wet the front of my trousers. When I'd finished blobbing my spunky load into the cunt of mum's knickers, I handed them back to her and she took them from me, still smiling her gentle, loving smile.
Before I left for Leeds, aunty Pauline and I agreed we needed to do something extra special to mark the occasion as it would be the last time we would fuck for some time, and possibly forever. In bed, we discussed at length the outrageous things we could do, and eventually I plucked up the courage to tell her something about which I'd fantasised many times in the last few months. When I told her my secret desire, aunty Pauline laughed and almost squealed out loud with mock outrage and excitement. I told her I wanted to watch another man fuck her and finish inside her so that I could go down there and lick her out afterwards.
As we talked, we developed a plan for mum's young boyfriend Ian to be the candidate, and so we decided to approach mum to see if they were up for it. If she wanted, we agreed mum could watch. In a couple of days time, aunty Pauline invited mum round for a drink and after a couple of glasses of wine, the conversation was steered towards the big question. Mum's was unsure at first, worried that Ian would go cold on her and take up with aunty Pauline instead, but after some reassurance and undertakings, mum agreed to discus it with Ian.
The following week-end, mum told aunty Pauline that Ian had agreed, and that they were so turned on when she asked him that they had to leave the ward and find a quiet space in the hospital laundry for a pants-off quickie to get their rocks off!
The big day eventually arrived, and aunty Pauline looked fantastic, dressed in a grey woollen mini-dress, sheer, light-tan nylon tights and high heels to set off her long and ample legs. She wore heavily-applied make up -- blue eye shadow, lots of face powder and deep red lipstick. Her wavy light-brown hair fell beautifully to her shoulders and she looked stunning.
Mum and Ian arrived and we began by sitting outside in the last of the summer sun drinking crisp, dry white wine and talking about the summer we'd all had and the adventures we'd experienced. There was an air of finality about this, I was about to go off to Leeds university, and Ian wouldn't remain a junior houseman for ever, so would soon to be heading off to a new hospital somewhere.
Mum asked if we were all still OK with doing what we'd planned, and we responded positively which allowed Ian the right moment to lean towards aunty Pauline and kiss her on her beautiful ruby-red, slightly wrinkly lips. They sat in the sunlight and kissed passionately for a few moments, then Ian sat back, looked at aunty Pauline, told her she looked very beautiful, and put his hand to her breast to gently caress her through the soft, knitted woollen dress. The hem of aunty Pauline's short dress had ridden up so far we could see the darker tops of her tan-coloured tights on her ample thighs, and she took Ian's hand away from her breast and placed it down between her big thighs up underneath her dress. Her legs opened to expose her white cotton panties clearly visible through the sheer nylon tights up her mini-dress, and Ian moved his hand upwards across her big soft thighs to the cotton and nylon material stretched tightly across her cunt.
Mum suggested aunty Pauline and Ian go upstairs to the bedroom to continue their acquaintance and that she and I would join them in five or ten minutes time. They stood up and aunty Pauline took Ian by the hand and led him in through the kitchen door into the house. We stayed to finish our wine, and mum asked me why I wanted this to happen and whether I was really OK with it. I replied I wanted this to happen as my ultimate fantasy as it contained many of the elements of my true desire. There was the incestuous nature of my relationship with aunty Pauline, there were not one but two older and glamorous ladies present, I was to see my lover become defiled by another man, aunty Pauline was dressed in a short dress and erotic nylons and heels, and I was, for the first time and possibly the last, about to encounter another man's fresh sperm in the vagina of my own lover.
We continued to talk about the sexual things we both liked, about the time mum masturbated in front of me, and about the time I touched one of her nipples while she was in bed. After about 10 minutes, we decided to head upstairs to join aunty Pauline and Ian.
Aunty Pauline had set out two chairs side-by-side at the end of her large double bed, and as we walked in we saw Ian completely naked on the bed with a very large erection pointing up towards his belly button, and aunty Pauline at the side of him, on her back, dressed only in her tights, knickers and shoes. Her long legs were bent at the knee and her thighs were as wide apart as they'd go. Ian lay on his left side with his right hand down inside aunty Pauline's tights and panties, fingering away at her fleshy cunt slot, while she caressed Ian's back with one hand and fingered her left nipple with the other. All the time they kissed passionately, their saliva visibly glistening on their lips and tongue. Ian was thrusting his pelvis back and forth to rub the sensitive underside of his cock against the nylon tights stretched across aunty Pauline's hips.
Mum and I sat and watched, and I was mesmerised by the sight we saw. I was aroused and jealous at the same time, but couldn't take my gaze off the couple in front of us -- a young man about to fuck the cunt of a much older lady right in front of my eyes.
Aunty Pauline broke away from their kiss and whispered she was about to cum, so Ian took his hand away from inside her panties and said 'all in good time...'.
He knelt up on the bed to undo aunty Pauline's strappy high-heels, then slowly rolled her nylon tights and panties down her lovely legs and discarded them on the floor. Aunty Pauline took hold of Ian's penis, opened her legs and pulled him down on top of her. In one movement, she'd guided his cock deeply into her very wet and slippery cunt hole until it was right inside her up to his balls. She drew her knees up towards her chest and Ian adopted a kneeling position, with his knees either side of aunty Pauline's big hips and bottom. This gave him a view of his cock going into her hairy slot and her clitty being pulled down toward his penis on the in-strokes. He played with aunty Pauline's large pendulous breasts and gently stroked her nipples with the palms of his hands and his fingers as he continued to pump her dirty fat old cunt hole with his rigid prick.
Eventually, Ian changed his position so that his legs were stretched straight out between aunty Pauline's and he was lying with all his weight on his arms so he could kiss her fully on her open mouth while fucking her, My own cock was as rigid as fuck in my pants, and I was desperate to take it out and give it a wank, but I knew I wouldn't last and that would ruin my sperm-licking plan for when they'd finished. I glanced next to me to look at mum and saw she had her right hand pressed hard between her legs pushing her skirt down onto her cunt area through the material. I really needed to wank myself off to a cumshot, but just had to resist the temptation.
Ian went on fucking aunty Pauline for what seemed like ages, I really didn't know how he was managing to hold on for so long without shooting his filth inside her. Had it been me, I'd have lasted about 10 seconds before blowing off and dumping my sperm up there. From my chair, I had a fantastic view of aunty Pauline's big legs and her vaginal hole in between, as Ian's cock continued to pump in and out in a strong, rhythmic motion. On each out-stroke, I could see the creamy white cunt lubricant from aunty Pauline's fuck tube as it coated Ian's big shaft. Down below, I could see aunty Pauline's dirty brown bum hole opening and closing as Ian's fuck-motion forced her bum cheeks together with the rhythm. Her big thighs and rounded belly wobbled under Ian's weight and the sexual movement, and the bed was creaking noisily with every thrust.
I saw aunty Pauline start to rub her legs up and down around Ian's waist, massaging him tightly with her big, soft, wobbly thighs, and heard her say 'here I come!!' Her hands went to her own tits where she pinched her nipples hard as she fucked an orgasm out underneath him, contractions of her filthy fuck-pleasure starting at her cunt and tits and rocking her all through her naked body. She had wave after wave of cum, each one accompanied by shouts of 'ARRRGH...ARRRGH...'.
Once she had come down from her cum, she looked Ian in the eye and said 'now your turn, do it for me now. Cum inside me, fill me up -- you can do it, just there, right just there you dirty fucker. Come on, spunk it up me now you dirty little cunt!!'
I looked at mum and whispered 'I need to cum!' She looked back at me, and down at the erection in my trousers and said 'So do I'. Mum grabbed my hand and placed it on her lap between her fat thighs and opened her legs to encourage me to touch her. I couldn't stop myself and rubbed mum's cunt through the material of her skirt at the same time rubbing my own cock through my trousers with my other hand. Mum fiddled her tits through her jumper and bra and we continued to watch aunty Pauline encouraging Ian to his spunk shot.
When it came, Ian shouted out loud and went rigid as the first squirt of sperm shot out deeply into aunty Pauline's wet old cunt and flooded into her womb. Then, slow fuck thrusts, as each of his follow-on squirts erupted with his orgasm pouring more and more white, slimy sperm into her slippery old fuck hole. I thought he'd never finish dumping his cumload up there, but savoured the prospect of seeing it all and licking the old girl out afterwards.
Still I rubbed mum's cunt area harder and harder through her skirt until eventually Ian stopped thrusting and subsided onto aunty Pauline, both of them gasping for breath and sharing last, passionate kisses with open mouths and tongues.
As Ian rolled off and lay next to aunty Pauline, they looked at us and smiled as we hurriedly took our hands away and straightened ourselves up. Aunty Pauline lifted her legs with her knees bent and feet together on the bed, and mum and I were treated to the glorious sight of thick dollops of Ian's sperm oozing out of her open cunt hole and running down her arse between her large bum cheeks, over her little brown hole and down onto the duvet.
I stood up, quickly stripped off my clothes and dived down between aunty Pauline's fat thighs to get a mouth full of the delicious spermy blobs. I started by licking her down at her bum hole, and she responded by letting out an involuntary gasp and lifting her bum high off the bed to meet my tongue. The spermy slop and aunty Pauline's shit hole tasted acidic, strong, musty and salty, but I continued to lick her, applying as much pressure to her with my tongue as I could. I licked upwards to her cunt hole, and tongued her up the slot, sucking as much of Ian's dirty muck as I could get into my mouth. When I could take no more, I licked further upward still to find her large, hooded clitty where I spat out some of the milky cum and licked it into her button.
After a few seconds, I moved up the bed, my mouth still full of Ian's spermy filth, and positioned myself above aunty Pauline with my cock at the entrance to her vagina. It slipped in easily, and I felt the residue of Ian's spunk-shot sloshing around the shaft of my penis and running down over my balls. I put my face close to aunty Pauline's and started to kiss the sperm from my mouth into hers, releasing a few little blobs at a time until it was all past her red lipstick into her mouth. We continued kissing, and passed the dirty load back and forth, each of us swallowing some of it down until it was all gone. I could hold on no longer and went rigid as my own cumshot exploded from my cock to mix with Ian's earlier load up aunty Pauline's dirty cunt hole. While I was still cumming up, I turned my head to look at mum who was sitting in her chair, legs wide open, skirt up, panties to one side, wanking her clitty to an orgasm of her own.
I sat up, and with my softening cock still inside aunty Pauline, looked at her, smiled an exhausted smile and said 'thank you my sexy lover, that was fantastic.'
After that encounter, aunty Pauline and I fucked a few more times, but soon I headed off to university, and as expected Ian moved away to another hospital. It was years before mum had any other boyfriends, and on my visits home I used to see aunty Pauline but we never resumed our affair. Mum and I never repeated, or spoke about, our touching one other, but even now it does make me cum when I think about it during masturbation sessions or while fucking my wife.