A Summer With my mother

The summer I turned 22 I was having a rough time of it. Girls my age weren’t interested and my job wasn’t going well. At the time there were these classified ads and I found one that I liked. Woman, 50 years old, divorced, looking for a younger man. So I wrote her this letter and she responded with a picture of her from the neck down. She had a soft but toned body, nipples like pencil erasers and thighs that were a little big but not bad. She actually gave me her address which was near my work and asked me to stop by anytime.

I stopped by and I saw a relatively new car in the lot. The house was pretty nice as well. Then after I rang the doorbell and was about to leave I saw…..it was my mother.

Rather than telling me to leave, she invited me to stay. She had on a white terri cloth robe and her hair in a towel, having just washed it. She also had on her glasses and her hair pinned up. She asked me if I wanted something to eat or drink and I said sure. Then she told me to just get on the deck and relax and she would be right out.

When she came out she called my name and asked me to turn around. She had on a white satin robe that went halfway up her thighs and her glasses were off. She also had a pair of slip on high heel sandals. It was clear that she had lost a lot of weight in a relatively short time and it was starting to show.

Then she undid her hair and shook it, her hair being longer too. Finally she asked me to undo her robe. My heart raced as I did…and she had on the sexiest leopard print underwire bikini. I immediately got hard as we kissed on the mouth. Then she said things like “you like to see your mother in a bikini?” and I said yes. Then she told me to call her by her first name - and that was so hot. I kissed her neck and she threw her long brunette hair back. That was when she undid her top and asked me to suck on her nipples. And she held one hand under her breast and the other one caressing the back of my head. Then she let me suck on her other nipple.

I had also had a thing for my mother’s belly button since I was a boy. She would walk around in clothes that bared her belly but not her navel. Even her bikinis never showed off her navel. I asked a few times if I could see it but she never showed it to me. Well that day it was on full display. It was a tiny little belly button with a hood that looked so sexy on her flat stomach. “You like mommy’s little belly button?”she asked me as she guided me down rheee and let me kiss her there. And she gasped in orgasm as I did. “Finally, someone is kissing my belly button!” she cried out. “No one has ever kissed me there before!”

Then she had me lay down on the chaise lounge and went to work. She started at my mouth and my neck. Then she kissed my nipples and went down to my belly button, also on a flat stomach. I had a raging erection for my own mother and she took me into her mouth, and it was clear that she knew what she was doing there too. “You’re the biggest I’ve ever seen,” she told me as I held her head close. And all I could say was “Oh you are so hot.” Calling her by her name. “I love when you call me by my first name” she told me.

Then I turned and had her on the chaise lounge. After kissing her mouth and her nipples and her belly button again I went for her pussy, after which she screamed out like I’d never heard. “Oh God, you’re the best I’ve ever had,” she told me as she orgasmed and she started to shake.

Then she took me up to her and spread her legs wide and called me by my name and said “Fuck me…fuck me hard….make mommy your Jocasta.” That was really hot and I entered her and she gasped and she cried out like I had never heard. And I could see she had a beautiful face as always I went as deep inside of her as I could as she gripped me and she finally said “Come inside of me”….and I did right away. And I was still hard for my mother - who I had fantasized about since I was an adolescent, and here I was at 22 with her with an amazing body. She was beautiful as she always had been but now she was slender; she had lost a lot of weight and now had a sexy bikini body, although her hips were wide which I loved. Then I came inside of her again, inside of my beautiful mother

She also had this amazing summer wardrobe with clothes that she couldn’t fit into but she could now. The first one she showed me was a light turquoise halter top with a pair of silky white pants and white slip on sandals. The pants hung loosely on her and unlike when she was heavier she showed off her belly button. And again I kissed her on the mouth and the neck and she kissed me all over taking my shirt off and we made love again, exploring every inch of each others body. And she guided me in to “where my little boy came from” and gripped me again and let me come in her again. Later that night we went out with her wearing that same outfit and I loved it when men stared at her beautiful face and beautiful body.

We spent the entire summer together. Her place was a place I could always unwind at and she always had something exciting under her robe. And she always wore tops that showed off her bosom, her back and her navel. “For you my love” she would say. And we would do other things - I loved her belly button so much she said “why don’t you come in it?” And I came right in her belly button which was filled with come.

Later on we went on one of the amateur nude web sites as a couple. Even though she was 50 snd I was 22 we changed it to 36 and 28. No one knew and I loved the compliments we got. I would always shoot us from the neck up or obscure our faces. A lot of guys practically begged to see her face but she never did. Kind of the same way I wanted to see her belly button growing up but she never showed it

And our page started out like that. She didn’t show her navel; having me blur it out. They could see the rest of her stomach but not her navel. Other times she wore her pants high or had a pastie over it or wore these bathing suits panties that went under her hips and showed her figure but rose up to cover her belly button. Finally she showed it off…in a picture with me being hard and our arms around each other…and we got more positives for that and more dirty emails and dirty comments about how men came seeing her belly button without touching themselves. And from then on my mother showed her belly button.;if not all the time enough.

That was an amazing summer. My job got better because she gave me confidence; she would massage my tense shoulders as she told me I was a son any mother would be proud to have and that most of all if I wanted to see Jocasta - my pet name for her - the door was always open. And I loved her; as a woman as a lover and as a friend. And I still do.

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