Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2016 14:57:57 +1100 From: Joseph Hammond Subject: Oedipus got lucky Part 6 Oedipus got lucky Part 6. I realised that I was acting out just about every boy's fantasy, as my fingers roamed the gentle contours of her breasts mother would sigh encouragement "Oh yesss dear, just there, like that.....". It was an interesting situation, I'd never had a sexual encounter with a girl whereas mum's sexual experience was confined to underage sex resulting in an early teen pregnancy followed by what was I supposed a brief and totally incompatible marriage to a boy barely older than herself. So, is it any wonder that much of our lovemaking was at first naive? So much so that mum having noticed my fascination with her pussy set about explaining the various bits and their functions...until then I'd had no idea as to how intricate was its construction "Use your finger..in a circular motion...just there, gently stroke too yes on that thingy near the top, it sticks out a bit....yes darling, that's it...mmmmm". It wasn't until mother and I had been lovers for a couple of months that slowly but then in a rush, I heard the details of her upbringing (if you could call it that). We had just finished a session of heavy petting, her skirt around her waist and panties removed mother looked rather inviting, particularly when you saw the skilled play of fingers between her legs, she noticed the focus of my attention "So, you like watching me do this do you darling? You know...I always loved doing this to myself, right from when I was very little..." she hesitated and her face briefly darkened, then she went on "then one day, uncle Tim caught me. Dear me did I get a fright, I thought I'd be in big, big trouble and froze where I was. To my surprise and relief he just came and stood beside me looking down between my legs, then he seated himself never removing his gaze from you know where. Clearing his throat he quietly announced "Naughty girl, so careless - lucky for you it was only me isn't it?" I wasn't sure about that but nodded agreement anyway, he went on "So, we won't tell anyone will we?" I began to relax as uncle Tim continued "But we have to be SO careful, so very careful....you DO like doing....things don't you, nice things...that make you feel good?" I nodded cautiously and uncle Tim beamed at me "So, why don't you carry on then, let me see how you do it?" I searched his face - all I could see was an eager look - one of anticipation I now realise and hesitantly, began to stroke my pussy as he watched." I thought that mum might become upset given the way that this narration was headed but "no", her heavy breathing indicated signs of mounting arousal and I noted her busy fingers still at play, she continued "He just sat there transfixed, occasionally he'd mutter things like "such a clever little girl - are you enjoying it?" Truthfully I'd reassure him that I was loving it and ...did he like watching what I was doing?" After a couple of gulps in a croaky voice he answered that he loved watching me too but now, well he needed to play and join in, he was going to show me his 'boy thing' and then he'd play with it so we'd be playing together! It sounded like fun - and it was darling". Here mum paused to reflect, a little smile on her face "I never knew what boys had or what happened when they got excited so when uncle Tim took his out I didn't know what to think, I just watched but then he told me how boys did to themselves what I was doing to myself and proceeded to demonstrate....it was sort of comfy you know, I mean us there together being naughty, it was fun too even when he made strange noises and shot lots of stuff from his willy!" So darling, that's how it all sort of started, uncle Tim never actually touched me you know, we came to this arrangement, it went on for a couple of years until he moved away. What happened was that I'd start by putting on a show for him, pulling up my dress and kicking off my panties I'd stand in front of him with my legs apart while I fingered my pussy, after a while uncle Tim would pull out his dick and get to work while I watched - we sort of put on a show for each other?" Mum fell silent then in a reflective tone she resumed "You know darling...yessss, you are doing it too....nice isn't it? When uncle Tim left I thought that would be it, no more naughty games...but how wrong can you be? You see, he'd gone and told a friend, a friend who often came and visited, so when he started sort of paying attention to me...I rather liked it...you see darling even as a child I wasn't very pretty, sort of plain looking but I suppose with a nice little body...boobs just starting...so it was easy to make me feel good, just a few compliments and the friend - well he was good like that...and it wasn't long before we took up where uncle Tim had left off. This time though, we did things a bit differently...usually I'd let him half undress me then I'd sit on his knees while...well, he used his fingers in me...not all the way but...yeah it was nice...so nice that I would stroke his prick as he did things with me...." I couldn't help it, listening to mum describe how she'd been molested - and enjoyed it - tipped me over the edge, and I came. Mum broke off, startled "Oh darling...I'd no idea...you really got turned on.....you like the thought of nasty old men doing things with mummy then?" I knew that at the present rate I'd be up again in no time so told her "Oh God mum, just keep going, yeah I know it's kinky but....wow, it really does turn me on....here let me..." I desperately needed a grope of her...just imagining how someone would feel with his fingers up the little girl and obligingly mum parted her legs, ah yessssssss, juicy bliss. As I fingered her I whispered "He was one very lucky man mum....go on then!" The problem with all this was - that mother was still very young, perhaps it was her sexual experimentation but for some reason she hit puberty rather early and her menstrual cycles began. Nor did she seek to alert the 'family friend' she was having so much fun with, the thought simply never occurred. Gradually their sex games progressed, from simple fingering he graduated to full digital penetration, the little girl delightedly heaving her hips as he worked her over, mum told me that it was at this point that she started wishing for something more, bent backward over his knees as his fingers plunged in and out between her legs it is not surprising that the squirming, writhing little girl proved to be too much of a temptation. Mum's virginity had long since gone, frequent and thorough digital penetration had taken care of that so the next and obvious step came as no surprise to her. Sure, it was thicker and hotter than anything inserted previously but...oh yes, she enjoyed it.....again....and again...she let him have her whenever circumstances permitted and for his part, well she obviously enjoyed it and a lovely tight little pussy couldn't be ignored could it? Here I paused while fingering my mother and briefly reflected on how she'd have felt as a pre teen? Unable to help myself I asked it "Mum, would you, would we, I mean would you have let me, do it with you back then.....I mean think of all the fun...." "Oh God yes darling but you know, I reckon I enjoy doing it with you now more than I would have back then, 'cause as we get older we women get more randy! So darling, let's enjoy! But as I was saying.....it was when my periods stopped I began to worry....too late though...." The penny slowly dropped...what exactly WAS the age gap between us??