Supporting Mum
The pandemic lock-down has been going for a few weeks now. We adapt, but
some find it more difficult than others. My 68 year old Mum lives alone, but in
sheltered housing, so there are lots of people she can chat to, living in the
same complex. That being said, I still talk to her once a day, just to make sure
she’s ok. Although she only lives 20 minutes drive away from me, we both
agreed, reluctantly, that we should observe the current no-contact ruling.
Mum’s had a few minor health issues as she’s got older. Nothing too serious,
but I’d hate to think that I could transmit something if I were to visit.
As I said, we’re still in touch once a day. It started as a daily phone call, but
with a lot of patience and gentle tuition, I finally managed to teach her how to
video call! She’s not exactly tech-savvy, but she got there. 7pm each day, we
settle ourselves down in our homes and just spend an hour together... albeit
apart. I think it helps her cope, knowing that I really am just a call away.
It’s interesting how quickly we have adjusted to life indoors, especially when it
comes to getting dressed each day. At the start of this lock-down, I’d make sure
I kept as ‘normal’ a routine as possible. I’d get up at a reasonably early time,
get washed, then dressed. After chatting to Mum, I’d then go and get
undressed and put my bathrobe on. After a while, I’d get dressed later and
later, quite often spending the whole day in my bathrobe. Why not? I wasn’t
going anywhere. I noticed during our video calls, Mum was also getting quite
lax in that respect... but I don’t think she quite appreciated how different a
video call is from a phone call!
It was during a call 2 weeks ago, that I realised she’d stopped wearing a bra.
She was wearing a fairly prim and proper nightie. Not exactly a plunging
neckline, but low enough to expose a little cleavage. That was nice, but what I
really liked was how the material clung to her breasts. I could even see the
outlines of her nipples. I was transfixed. I’ve loved Mum’s tits since I was a
k**... even before I was old enough to realise what a turn-on they were! They’re
about a c-cup and still showing only slight signs of sagging. As I stared, I totally
forgot to listen to the conversation. Mum was calling me and I snapped out of
my trance. “Sorry Mum, I was distracted”. She had a look on her face - not
quite annoyed, more bemused than anything. “Is there something on your
mind?” she asked. I felt my face go red as I tried to think of something less
embarrassing to admit to! I think she noticed, because I could see her nipples
had got bigger. Great! just when I thought I’d calmed down! If she had noticed
my staring, it didn’t seem to bother her. She just carried on chatting as normal,
not attempting to cover up. I’m so glad the camera showed just the top half of
my body... I had a raging hard-on! Without any obvious moves, I parted the
lower part of my robe and let my cock stand free. I was sure I was being subtle,
but Mum then asked what I was doing! I said I was just shifting to get more
comfortable!! She didn’t say anything, just smiled... and her nipples continued
to strain against her nightie. As we said our goodbyes, she ended with a wicked
smirk, saying “Don’t get too comfortable, will you?” As soon as we rang off, I
had my cock in my hand, thinking about my Mum and wanked to a huge
orgasm that left me exhausted!
7pm the following day.
Before I called I was already hard. Mum’s beautiful face came on screen... but not with yesterday’s nightie. This time she was wearing a very flimsy one that flapped open dangerously every time she moved. Not only that, but it was
virtually transparent. I nearly came on the spot. “Are you sitting comfortably?” she asked with a cheeky grin. “Are you?” I asked in reply. “Oh yes” she said “I was so hot earlier, I had to put on a lighter nightdress. Do you like it?”. “Very much so” I answered truthfully. We talked about nothing in particular for a little while, when suddenly she gasped. “What’s wrong?” I asked, immediately concerned. “I’ve just noticed” she said “that this nightie is almost see-through!
Why didn’t you tell me?!” I was trying to think of an excuse, when my mouth blurted “I didn’t want you covering up!” There was silence... did I really just say that out loud?! Shit!
To my surprise, Mum just laughed and said “I remember when you used to be fascinated with my breasts”
“Used to?” I asked... “try ‘still’”
She looked at me puzzled “Really? Why ‘still’? After the amount of women
you’ve had, I would have thought you’d got these out of your system” All the
time she was talking, I could see her nipples growing.
“Honestly?” I asked. She nodded. Ok, I thought, here goes nothing...
“In all honesty, Mum, I’ve always loved your tits and have never found anyone
with tits as nice... younger or older... and believe me, I’ve looked!” She was a
little startled at my bluntness, but not apparently shocked.
“What makes mine so special?”
“They’re just such a nice shape and your nipples are incredible. I love the way
they stand so erect... like now”
She brushed her hand across them and shivered.
“Yesterday, you said you were trying to get comfortable. Did you mean you
were excited after seeing my nipples?”
“Yes”
“Did you think about me after we hung up?”
“Yes” I was having difficulty breathing.
“What did you do when you were thinking of me?”
“How honest do you want me to be?”
“Totally”
“I sat here, grabbed my cock and wanked until I came, thinking of you”
She gasped and shifted in her seat.
“What are you doing?” I asked
“Getting comfortable” she answered with a smile. I couldn’t see that low down,
but her hand appeared to be in her lap. Her shoulder was low, causing her
nightdress strap to slip off her shoulder, exposing the swell of her breast. I
made it obvious that my hand was back on my cock... and moving.
“What else turns you on?” she asked
“I love a hairy pussy”
“What do you like to do to them?” Now her own hand is moving, out of sight.
Her breathing is getting heavier, the nightdress has slipped, only being held up
by her nipple.
“I stroke the hair, parting it and fingering her wet slit. I pull her legs open” (at
which point Mum seemed to be parting her own legs) “then I go down and lick
her cunt!” I was purposefully crude and Mum flinched in response... but she
was moving in her seat and moaning. Her nipple was fully exposed and
standing!
“I hold her cunt lips open and push my tongue deep inside. I rub her clit with my nose as I’m licking and feel her juices flowing! She’s cumming!” At this,
Mum is bouncing and thrashing in her seat, obviously fingering her twat for all
it’s worth. Both tits are out and I’m wanking my cock hard, listening to Mum
grunting in sheer pleasure as she reaches her own climax. Her eyes snap open
and she looks directly into mine, causing my balls to tighten, as I shout “Mum!
I’m cumming!” A jet of hot spunk erupts from my cock and lands high on my
chest. Mum can see it and she never takes her eyes off me.
We both sat there, breathing hard, both limp from our exertions. She didn’t
bother covering back up.
“Thank you” Mum said quietly... we said goodnight and hung up.
The next call should be interesting...
some find it more difficult than others. My 68 year old Mum lives alone, but in
sheltered housing, so there are lots of people she can chat to, living in the
same complex. That being said, I still talk to her once a day, just to make sure
she’s ok. Although she only lives 20 minutes drive away from me, we both
agreed, reluctantly, that we should observe the current no-contact ruling.
Mum’s had a few minor health issues as she’s got older. Nothing too serious,
but I’d hate to think that I could transmit something if I were to visit.
As I said, we’re still in touch once a day. It started as a daily phone call, but
with a lot of patience and gentle tuition, I finally managed to teach her how to
video call! She’s not exactly tech-savvy, but she got there. 7pm each day, we
settle ourselves down in our homes and just spend an hour together... albeit
apart. I think it helps her cope, knowing that I really am just a call away.
It’s interesting how quickly we have adjusted to life indoors, especially when it
comes to getting dressed each day. At the start of this lock-down, I’d make sure
I kept as ‘normal’ a routine as possible. I’d get up at a reasonably early time,
get washed, then dressed. After chatting to Mum, I’d then go and get
undressed and put my bathrobe on. After a while, I’d get dressed later and
later, quite often spending the whole day in my bathrobe. Why not? I wasn’t
going anywhere. I noticed during our video calls, Mum was also getting quite
lax in that respect... but I don’t think she quite appreciated how different a
video call is from a phone call!
It was during a call 2 weeks ago, that I realised she’d stopped wearing a bra.
She was wearing a fairly prim and proper nightie. Not exactly a plunging
neckline, but low enough to expose a little cleavage. That was nice, but what I
really liked was how the material clung to her breasts. I could even see the
outlines of her nipples. I was transfixed. I’ve loved Mum’s tits since I was a
k**... even before I was old enough to realise what a turn-on they were! They’re
about a c-cup and still showing only slight signs of sagging. As I stared, I totally
forgot to listen to the conversation. Mum was calling me and I snapped out of
my trance. “Sorry Mum, I was distracted”. She had a look on her face - not
quite annoyed, more bemused than anything. “Is there something on your
mind?” she asked. I felt my face go red as I tried to think of something less
embarrassing to admit to! I think she noticed, because I could see her nipples
had got bigger. Great! just when I thought I’d calmed down! If she had noticed
my staring, it didn’t seem to bother her. She just carried on chatting as normal,
not attempting to cover up. I’m so glad the camera showed just the top half of
my body... I had a raging hard-on! Without any obvious moves, I parted the
lower part of my robe and let my cock stand free. I was sure I was being subtle,
but Mum then asked what I was doing! I said I was just shifting to get more
comfortable!! She didn’t say anything, just smiled... and her nipples continued
to strain against her nightie. As we said our goodbyes, she ended with a wicked
smirk, saying “Don’t get too comfortable, will you?” As soon as we rang off, I
had my cock in my hand, thinking about my Mum and wanked to a huge
orgasm that left me exhausted!
7pm the following day.
Before I called I was already hard. Mum’s beautiful face came on screen... but not with yesterday’s nightie. This time she was wearing a very flimsy one that flapped open dangerously every time she moved. Not only that, but it was
virtually transparent. I nearly came on the spot. “Are you sitting comfortably?” she asked with a cheeky grin. “Are you?” I asked in reply. “Oh yes” she said “I was so hot earlier, I had to put on a lighter nightdress. Do you like it?”. “Very much so” I answered truthfully. We talked about nothing in particular for a little while, when suddenly she gasped. “What’s wrong?” I asked, immediately concerned. “I’ve just noticed” she said “that this nightie is almost see-through!
Why didn’t you tell me?!” I was trying to think of an excuse, when my mouth blurted “I didn’t want you covering up!” There was silence... did I really just say that out loud?! Shit!
To my surprise, Mum just laughed and said “I remember when you used to be fascinated with my breasts”
“Used to?” I asked... “try ‘still’”
She looked at me puzzled “Really? Why ‘still’? After the amount of women
you’ve had, I would have thought you’d got these out of your system” All the
time she was talking, I could see her nipples growing.
“Honestly?” I asked. She nodded. Ok, I thought, here goes nothing...
“In all honesty, Mum, I’ve always loved your tits and have never found anyone
with tits as nice... younger or older... and believe me, I’ve looked!” She was a
little startled at my bluntness, but not apparently shocked.
“What makes mine so special?”
“They’re just such a nice shape and your nipples are incredible. I love the way
they stand so erect... like now”
She brushed her hand across them and shivered.
“Yesterday, you said you were trying to get comfortable. Did you mean you
were excited after seeing my nipples?”
“Yes”
“Did you think about me after we hung up?”
“Yes” I was having difficulty breathing.
“What did you do when you were thinking of me?”
“How honest do you want me to be?”
“Totally”
“I sat here, grabbed my cock and wanked until I came, thinking of you”
She gasped and shifted in her seat.
“What are you doing?” I asked
“Getting comfortable” she answered with a smile. I couldn’t see that low down,
but her hand appeared to be in her lap. Her shoulder was low, causing her
nightdress strap to slip off her shoulder, exposing the swell of her breast. I
made it obvious that my hand was back on my cock... and moving.
“What else turns you on?” she asked
“I love a hairy pussy”
“What do you like to do to them?” Now her own hand is moving, out of sight.
Her breathing is getting heavier, the nightdress has slipped, only being held up
by her nipple.
“I stroke the hair, parting it and fingering her wet slit. I pull her legs open” (at
which point Mum seemed to be parting her own legs) “then I go down and lick
her cunt!” I was purposefully crude and Mum flinched in response... but she
was moving in her seat and moaning. Her nipple was fully exposed and
standing!
“I hold her cunt lips open and push my tongue deep inside. I rub her clit with my nose as I’m licking and feel her juices flowing! She’s cumming!” At this,
Mum is bouncing and thrashing in her seat, obviously fingering her twat for all
it’s worth. Both tits are out and I’m wanking my cock hard, listening to Mum
grunting in sheer pleasure as she reaches her own climax. Her eyes snap open
and she looks directly into mine, causing my balls to tighten, as I shout “Mum!
I’m cumming!” A jet of hot spunk erupts from my cock and lands high on my
chest. Mum can see it and she never takes her eyes off me.
We both sat there, breathing hard, both limp from our exertions. She didn’t
bother covering back up.
“Thank you” Mum said quietly... we said goodnight and hung up.
The next call should be interesting...
5年前
