Mother

My dad passed away when I was 30, he wasnt a bad man, he was a good dad, When he weas dying in his hospital bed, he said to me I want you to look after your mum and that she is provided for. I promised him I would, and I did my best , I made sure she wasnt on her own or feeling lonely as best I could.

Then my wife left me for a younger model, he was a guy she worked with, I struggled to keep my house going and my mum suggested I move in to hers, she moved to a smaller house when my dad died. Fate took a hand in it, I went to the doctor as I really did not feel well at all, he wrote a letter after examining me, and dispatched me to the local hopital.

I was quickly diagnosed with a severe Gall Bladder problem, and an emergency Op was required to remove it. So I duly had thr op spent a few days in hospital, my mum and relatives came into see me, the usual pregnant gossip to while away the visiting time. I was told I was being discharged but it as to my mums.

So there I went, and my mum persuaded me just to stay, so after some thought I decided to stay, one night I said to her, 'why dont you go out, meet people etc, cos dad wouldn't have wanted you moping around on your own ' she just said I don't feel like going anywhere on my own but would you come with me? So I said ok if it gets you out from here for a bit, so she got her glad rags on and we went out to a social club.

My mum got very drunk and I got us a taxi home getting her into the cab and then the house was a nightmare, once we were home I sort off put her over my shoulder and I took her up to her room. I managed to undress her to her undies, and it wasnt til then I appreciated how sexy a body she had.

I went to my room and fell asleep, I got woken up y my mum sitting on my bed in her undies, she was upset and I asked her why? She said its just the drink, and she felt bad about me seeing her like that. I told her not to be stupid that there was nothing wrong with her, and that in fact a good few men would have liked to have seen what I had.

Anyway she went back to her bed, about a week later I came in from work and my mum was on the botle doing the ironing with this short nightie on, and I said to her your well pissed eh and she just laughed I went to my room and I must have nodded off, I woke to hear this moaning and I thought someone had been attacked, so I went to find out wahat was going on, the moaning got louder as I got to my mums room, so I went in and there she was naked freely pleasuring herself.

I just said sorry but I was transfixed at the sight of my mum ( she had a great body ) pleasuring herself, next thing I know my cock has went brick hard, by this time shes saw me, so I turned and went to my room, next thing in my mum comes still nude, pulls the duvet off me and points to my stiff cock and says Im not allowing that to go to waste, yanks my boxers down straddles me and gets her hairy beaver down onto my cock.

She rode me I was shocked, my own mum riding my hardon, it wasnt long before she had a couplke of orgasms and I shot a healthy load in her, that wasnt all she said to me I want more I know its wrong but that was just so damm good. She got her wish I boned her long hard an often.

There was a twist to this tale, and that was, she wasn't actually my real mum, she had died shortly after I was born, due to a brain haemorage, and my dad looked after me with the help of my gran, and when my dad met my 'mother' she raised me with my dad as their own, and I repaid her by seeing to her 'needs' her words not mine.