Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2013 09:38:08 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: Mummy Told Me Part 4 Mummy Told Me Part 4 Having discovered the sensational experience of fucking me, my friend had trouble staying away from my bed, of course I was sore for a few days after that first time but then...well, we both indulged whenever possible, for me it was deeply satisfying because I felt desired...he was besotted, no question and as for the sensations I'd discovered...well "Mummy never told me" certainly came to mind. I read somewhere that there are all sorts of nerve ends around the anus and up inside ad we experimented...which is how he managed to brush my prostate and nearly caused me to yell out loud! Afterwards was nice too, we'd simply lie there quietly cuddling and kissing. Somethimes during the day I'd notice him look longingly across at me, and I'd blush - we didn't want to share our secret and I knew my room mate wouldn't talk, no way could he say anything! This worked well, until the school holidays when we both returned to our respective homes - for four long weeks. At home there had been a change, Daddy had left and Mummy was alone and looking haggard, still tiny, blond and lovely, but red-eyed and she'd been drinking hence the shadows under her eyes, they weren't there just from crying. It was difficult for me, Mummy and I had always been close...and some said it was from her I got my spectacular looks. So, I too felt miserable - on her account. Probing slowly revealed some details...usually after she'd had a drink or two, though with me home I noticed she began to lay off the stuff more and more. Daddy had taken off - with the little brunette in his office...she was as he put it "a REAL woman - not some prissy little prude"....here Mummy looked bewildered. Meanwhile she was to have this house and custody of me...Daddy was ordered to continue paying my school fees. Inevitably Mummy and I drew closer...we really had so much in common except it seemed, she somehow hadn't been able to understand or even enjoy the intimacy you can have with the right sort of friend....how on earth had she and Daddy got together to have me? It was so sad. As for me, well I had Mummy to try and comfort - and in the process we grew closer, there was so much we had in common except for this one thing, the issue of "sex", it was obvious to me that poor Mummy somehow - had never got the hang of it...how to enjoy...and even now - I was missing it, after only a week! The more I thought about it, the more I admired Mummy, I mean she was a really ravishing blond, petite with neat figure and sultry looks so I loved it when people said how much we resembled each other. One thing though...I did have a hankering to make myself beautiful...well more beautiful and I wondered...would some clothing help? No harm in just trying it on was there and Mummy had so much stuff in her room. I thought carefully, I knew my legs were nice and shapely - my special friend was always running his hands up and down them...but nylons...the sort that grip the top of your thighs...and what about a negligee, did Mummy have one of those shortie types you see advertised? I decided to wait until she was out and then give it a try..it couldn't do any harm and it was funny really...I imagined I'd be doing it for my friend, pretend he'd be sitting there watching? I more or less knew where Mummy kept most of her things, so I was able to fiddle around with the stockings until a found some that I thought would look nice, I'd already undressed and was stark naked as I pulled them on and up over my thighs...I preened in front of the mirror...Wow! I was visibly aroused too, really turned on...but what to do about my breasts, how would I go with one of her bras? I played with my nipples as I thought about it...and decided not to bother...they looked sexy enough to me as they jutted out between my fingers. Well, now for the negligee...I wanted something short, just long enough to cover my penis but would still alow my erection to show...besides I knew I'd want to masturbate shortly, probably in front of the mirror...I discarded several garments then settled on a see-through item of about the right length...I was excited, the combined effect was that of a lovely young girl - but one with a raging erection...so I whirled and twirled before the mirror, I knew I looked ravishing. Then movement behind caught my eye. Mummy, she stood there gaping, speechless. I blushed crimson and clasped my hands modestly in front. It was obvious Mummy didn't know just what to say...so we both stood there, suddenly I burst into tears..."Mummy, I just so much wanted...to be like you...I'll never be as beautiful, I know that but...I just thought...I'd try...and I was lonely, so lonely...I had to pretend....." and I fled to her open arms. I lay cuddled against Mummy for a while, neither saying anything. Then she broke the silence, soothing sort of "Well darling, I suppose, well I've always felt you were sort of different...is it too bad at school for you...I mean all those things I warned you about...did they happen?" I gulped back the tears..."No Mummy, I did as you said and wouldn't let them...but then, it all changed...when I found HIM, and he isn't here...and I miss him so..." I could tell Mummy was confused. She sighed and sat down on her bed, patting a spot beside her "Well darling, do you want to tell me...what was it happened....was it awful?" I thought quickly...the truth was best and I DID love Mummy so! I started by mentioning those nasty things they had said, then how their hands kept trying to feel me "Where darling...where did they try and feel?" "It was between my legs Mummy and my bottom too...mainly my bottom but I wouldn't let them...I wasn't sure what they wanted but...I didn't think it was nice!" She looked relieved, until I went on....then I met this other boy, he wasn't like the others...we went on walks together and it was fun....I think you would like him too Mummy....then one day it sort of happened...we started, sort of 'petting' each other, it was lovely, that's all and next time out...he kissed me! Then we started doing things...oh Mummy, look what thinking about it is doing!" I was now hard again, Mummy looked away..."Then what else dear...noy, not...sodomy...surely not!?" I began to sob once more and nodded "He was so gentle, it was beautiful, even the first time...I've never felt so good, Mummy....please understand...I love what he does....and...I miss it so much....I wanted to dress up and pretend I was doing it for him...and that he was watching!" It was obvious that poor Mummy didn't know what to say or to make of all this. After a while she sighed then asked timidily almost "But, but...how...I mean what does he do...no I can guess...but how can you enjoy it...back in there??" I admitted that I didn't know much about it but all I knew was that, there were all sorts of feelings, first when he was about to enter then as he slid up inside...I felt so full and 'wanted' it was strange, then when he started to go in and out....well sometimes he touched something inside me and - it was like a shock, a lovely thrilling shock..."and Mummy, you know, I sort of 'cum' with him doing it and without touching myself!" It's so wonderful...sorry Mummy...." She was bewildered, I could tell because she next asked - herself "Really, so how is it I don't feel anything, I mean I'm supposed to aren't I....but I've always thought it was wrong, we did it just to have babies...?" I was puzzled..."But Mummy, if I can feel - so wonderful, back THERE, you know...how come...I mean you're lovely an' men must well, go crazy...so what's different?" She seemed genuinely puzzled, I felt a rush of sympathy and affection for her "I wish I knew what we could do Mummy, I feel sort of so...close like a sister almost...I suppose that's wrong...but you know I love you Mummy...I just wish I could share...it really IS wonderful you know...and...I just don't think it's wrong, I mean even now...if I imagine him snuggling up with his thing..sort of pressing in between...and imagine it sliding up...oh sorry Mummy...look what's happening!" Mummy had been looking uncertain and confused...she didn't know what to say, I could tell and instead, she reached out to give me a hug...as she did so, her wrist brushed my penis for I had gone fully erect beneath the lingerie. I shuddered at the contact and whispered "Oh Mummy, that felt so lovely, I know you didn't mean it, I'm sorry but you see...in that place I'm so sensitive..and I think I'm lucky...I mean because -- right in behind...I'm sensitive there too....and oh I so wish I could do something that might help...please don't be cross!" Mummy was thinking furiously, she was absently staring at my erection, and I wondered what would happen...me still in her nylons and negligee!