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Growing Up With Mummy - 2
by Mark (marksthldn@gmail.com)
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My second story sharing some of the experiences I had
with my Mummy. This one involves the first time I
watched her pee. (F/M-teen, inc, mast, voy, ws)
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After posting my very first story on here I have had a
number of people email me to ask me to keep on sharing
my experiences with my Mum. There were also a few
comments of disappointment that the first story didn't
involve me having sex with her. Sadly I didn't have sex
with her many times at all, it's something I deeply
regret and now that she's gone I can't do anything about
it.
Eventually I may get around to talking about the few
times that we did make love but there were a ton of
things we did previous to that and I don't want to skip
over them. If you're reading this hoping I will have had
sex with my mother by the end, you will be disappointed.
For all the readers left, I hope you enjoy this story.
This one will be about the first holiday we took
together a few months after the events surrounding my
19th birthday, which I spoke about in my first story.
We often went to a county in the UK called Wiltshire,
it's where my Mum grew up and she loved it there, we
would travel around various country villages and stay in
our caravan at random campsites along the way. Our
caravan was tiny but because it was just me and my Mum
it never really bothered us.
There are certain embarrassing situations that a growing
lad might have had with his Mum being in such close
proximity but I was never embarrassed around her so
nothing was ever awkward, even using the toilet wasn't
an issue for me, in fact it was often a source of
arousal when I watched her urinate or even poo.
I used to love sleeping next to her in that smaller than
average double bed, we would often spoon and for the
first time on this holiday we both regularly slept semi-
naked together. My hands were usually all over her as
she just carried on doing random things around the
caravan, like cooking us dinner, tidying up, doing the
dishes or getting ready to go out.
We would spend our days visiting places and doing the
whole 'site seeing' thing and just enjoying the British
countryside in the summer, then once we got back to the
caravan and closed the curtains in our own little
secluded world, the clothes would come off, usually
her's first I might add, and we would spend the evenings
naked or partially clothed just carrying on with normal
stuff.
It must have been the second or third night that I first
watched her go to the toilet, don't get me wrong, I had
caught glances of her before but never lingered to have
a proper look. This particular night I was watching the
tiny TV we had and she had just finished washing the
dishes after dinner when she said she needed to use the
loo.
The door to our tiny combined shower and toilet opened
inwards, so you would walk in, then have to try to close
the door around you which was more difficult than it
sounds, so it was just easier to leave it open,
especially for a quick wee. Although it had to be closed
to use the shower.
By the time she had walked the few feet from the kitchen
area to the toilet door the TV was off and I was
following her. She looked back and me and said
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I want to see," I said.
"You want to see?"
"Yes"
I grinned and she shook her head in that way she did
sometimes as if to say "What am I going to do with you?"
but after the shaking of the head came a smile, smiles
always came easily to my Mum, especially for me.
Our sofa converted to the bed we slept on and I had
already assembled it while my Mum was washing the
dishes. The edge of the bed was right outside the toilet
so you could barely make it from the kitchen area to the
toilet (that's probably why the door opened inwards).
She was wearing a pair of panties and my favourite t-
shirt (she wore this a lot since my birthday because she
knew how much I liked it), her panties were far from
skimpy but they fitted her perfectly, I could always see
her pussy slit through the cloth and the material
covered about half her bum cheeks which looked amazing
whenever she bent down.
She walked into the toilet, faced me and pulled them
down, took them off and then threw them at me. She
started laughing as I gave her a fake grimace. She sat
on the toilet and I took up my place on the edge of the
bed, I was so close our knees were touching.
"So you want to see you Mummy weeing? You crazy boy!"
"What's wrong with that? I want to see you poo too," I
laughed.
"There's something wrong with you baby, we need to get
you some help," she said, smiling.
She started to wee and we both went quiet, she looked at
me as I stared between her legs, I couldn't see anything
though, it was dark, the light in the toilet was above
her so it was casting a shadow between her legs. Without
saying anything I reached my hands out to the insides of
her knees and pulled them apart.
She let me, never ever resisting her perverted son's
urges. As her legs opened the light from the main room
of the caravan poured in, lighting up her beautiful clit
and pussy lips and from between them, a stream of hot,
clear piss flowed. Not only did she allow me to open her
legs but she then did something incredible, something I
will never ever forget, she leant backwards and angled
her pussy upwards so her wee was just about going in the
toilet. I could see every single detail of her gorgeous
cunt.
"Is that what my baby wants to see? You make Mummy do
such naughty things for you." She always referred to
herself as Mummy and me as her baby, it always added to
my arousal, and I am sure to hers too.
I just sat there in my boxers staring. This moment
seemed to go on for ages but in reality it was probably
just a normal 30 second wee. Her pussy lips were forced
apart by the strong stream of piss, I could see the
source, her tiny pee-hole underneath her large
protruding clit. Half way through urinating she reached
down to just above her clit and with her index and
middle finger either side of her clitoral hood, she
pulled up... Hard!
Her slit grew longer as her pussy lips were stretched
and the last few drops of piss spilled into the toilet.
I could see the entrance to her fuck hole fully, the
place where I came from and long to go back to,
obscenely on display just for me.
"I need to wipe now, have you seen enough yet?" She said
in that mock accusatory voice she often put on for me,
half telling me off but half accepting of how I am.
"No, let me wipe you."
"No baby, definitely not!
"Oh please Mum, I will do a good job." I didn't really
think her rejection was because she thought I would do a
bad job but I had to try.
"You can't touch Mummy there, it's very sensitive."
Another thing my Mum did was even though we had all
these experiences together she still treated me like a
child, like I didn't really know what my cock or her
pussy was for, and even after all the years of sexual
experiences we shared from then on she would still treat
me as her naive baby boy. I fucking loved it!
"I'll be gentle I promise," said in my most persuasive
childish manner which to most is annoying but to a Mum
it's all she needs to hear to make her heart melt.
I reached over to the toilet paper and tore off 2 pieces
not bothering to wait for another rejection.
"You will need more than that baby." Without
specifically saying it she had just given me permission
to touch her most intimate parts, the source of her
pleasure, and mine.
I tore off another 2 and folded them all together, I
then reached between her legs, she pulled them apart
even further to give me good access. I touched the
tissue on to her pussy entrance and wiped forward, one
stroke, not pushing hard at all. Forward over her pee-
hole and stopping on her clit, I folded the paper in
half and did it again, this time slower. I then dropped
the paper in the toilet and with my index finger I
pushed against her pussy and ran it up towards her clit
and over her stubbly triangle above. How I loved
touching her.
"When you've quite finished!" She said.
"Did I hurt you?" I always played into that naive child
role she put me in.
"No baby, now I think it's time for bed don't you?" With
that she stood up and flushed the toilet, this is how I
loved seeing her, nothing covering her pussy or bum and
my favourite t-shirt on.
I was as hard as a rock after what I had just done and
could not concentrate on anything except the need to
cum. She jumped into bed and I lay behind her. The light
was still on and the switch was on my side of the bed.
"Turn the light off then," She said.
"In a minute."
I waited a while, I knew she wouldn't be asleep but I
didn't care, I had to relieve myself. I pulled my cock
out from my boxers and wrapped my fist around it, I
tried to keep the movements to a minimum but I knew my
Mum could tell I was wanking, but I had just ran my
finger over her pussy! I brought the finger to my nose
and smelt it, how I adore the smell of her pussy juices,
I put my finger in my mouth and sucked off the remnants
of her sweet nectar while I pumped my cock harder.
"Please don't get that over Mummy, I don't want to have
a shower now at this time of night."
I didn't say anything just carried on playing with
myself, she turned around to face me.
"Did you hear me?" She said smiling.
I nodded and slowed my stroking, thinking I really need
to cum but not sure how I could do it without making a
mess. She definitely knew what I was thinking because
she reached for her dirty knickers she threw at me
earlier and said "Here, do it in these and then go to
sleep ok?"
I nodded, took them from her and wrapped them around my
cock. She leaned over to kiss me. She kissed me on my
forehead, then on my lips, lightly. There was nothing
erotic in that kiss, apart from the fact she did it
knowing full well I was masturbating my rock hard dick
into her panties under the duvet. I lowered the cover to
expose her chest, her nipple was sticking out the t-
shirt. She smiled when she saw what I was looking at,
she said "Night baby boy" Then took the back of my head
in her hand and pulled me into her breast, I latched on
and suckled on her perfect brown nipple. I started to
moan just before I was going to cum.
"Mummy loves you sucking on her, just like you did when
you were a baby." She stroked my head as I came hard
inside her knickers. Still sucking on her I wiped my
cock with them, she took them from me and dropped them
on the floor beside her, turned back towards me and I
latched on to her again. Feeling content and loved, I
drifted off into a deep and satisfying sleep with my
Mother's nipple in my mouth and her cuddling me tightly.
End of Part 2...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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