That weekend, when Dad left on a business trip, I thought I would have time. Yet, of course, Mom was home.

I was nineteen, my summer back from my first year of college, and I had enjoyed the chaos of preparing for finals and working long hours. Now, all I wanted to do was rest and recuperate. If that meant hanging around in my pajamas all day, watching lesbian porn in my room, then so be it. I didn’t miss the stress of college, but I did miss the independence.

My mom is a force of nature even at forty-three! She has always been there for me. Mom is tall, graceful, always composed, something I had not mastered. Mom was beautiful too, taller than me, and more endowed in the breast department. My mom is stunning; her light brown hair always looks soft and freshly styled. Even in leggings and a tank, mom could draw eyes to her sleek figure and tight bum as she ran through the park. In evening wear, a black dress, for instance, she always looked sensual, and her perfume lingered like a whisper in the air after her and Dad were out the door.

I wasn’t Mom’s little girl anymore. Our relationship was changing, and I felt unsure, for the first time in my life. I wanted to tell her that I had been experimenting sexually, but I didn’t know how to bring it up that I had slept with ten different girls in the last semester, and that I loved being a cunt slut.

That Saturday morning, Mom did her yoga in front of the sliding doors to the deck. Mom was wearing grey leggings and a tight top. I shuffled into the kitchen in an oversized t-shirt, only panties under. I grabbed a cup of coffee and nearly gasped when I saw Mom in the morning light. The body that had nursed me and held me through so many tearful moments was now immediately drawing my eyes and my mind. Mom moved with so much grace, and her body was so sensual, so, oh my god, sexy.

I turned away and tried to wipe my mind clear of the illicit thoughts that came to me. Mom stretched her legs wide, and the outline of her vulva stared back at me. I felt my pussy tingle,  and my hand darted to the crotch of my panties, I pinched my shaved pussy through the lacey panties. Oh fuck my mom was making me wet!

Mom was in the process, completely unaware that her daughter was lusting for her body. Her poses changed and Mom hiked her perfect ass into the air as her thighs opened. I was now circling my clit through the wet material of my panties.

If Mom looked over, she would have seen my shirt hiked up and my hand darting into my panties. Mom now lay on her back and began slowly thrusting her hips into the air, her breasts jiggled as she did this her pussy mound was clearly outlined in the leggings.

I wasn’t proud of it, but I had a knee-bending climax while finger-banging myself. My eyes were glued to my mom’s body. I slid to the floor behind the kitchen island and stifled my moan by biting on the t-shirt.

A few minutes later snuck up the stairs and had a shower where I made myself cum again to images of my mom. I couldn’t help myself. I was in lust with my mother. Had college turned me into a pervert?

Later that day, I thought I caught Mom watching me. I was wearing short shorts that were too tight to wear panties with. I wore a tank top without a bra.

I was going to the corner store, and as I bent down to tie my shoes. I purposely lifted my ass in the air and slowly spread my legs. I knew mom was watching and I knew the shorts were molded to my pussy, yet she did not look away. When I stood up and turned, our eyes met, and she was flushed. Maybe I was reading too much into it. I was the one who had cum while watching my mom do yoga.

That night at supper, I felt tension between my mom and me for the first time in years.  I noticed that when she looked at me, her eyes would drop lower, which only made my nipples hard, but her eyes lingered there.

I was revved like never before, sexually. I decided to go for a walk in the park to clear my head of my incestuous thoughts of my mom. It didn’t help.

It was a hot day, and even in my jean cut-offs and tank top, I felt overheated when I got home. I went to my room and I pushed the shorts off my legs and took the tank off. No bra underneath. I didn’t bother closing the door completely, I figured I was alone. That was my mistake.

As I stood there, nearly naked, only wearing a blue thong. I heard the creak of the floorboards, and I was startled to see Mom standing there looking at me through the gap in the door. Her hand was on the door frame as if she were considering stepping inside my room. Mom’s eyes were wide and locked onto my body. I froze.

Mom’s gaze deepened as she took in my breasts, my tummy and the blue thong that barely covered my shaved pussy. Mom’s eyes weren’t hungry, as mine had been when I watched her. Her eyes held a hint of pride, as if to say, ‘Look what I made.”

Then Mom said, “Sorry, baby girl, I guess now we are even.” Then a smile curled Mom’s lips into a devilish grin, like she wanted me to know that she knew I had masturbated while watching her yoga session.

Mom’s eyes met mine again. I felt heat crawl up my neck and down my chest, and my nipples were now fully erect and ached. I felt my pussy get instantly wet.  I didn’t know what to do.

Why wasn’t Mom looking away? Why had she not left? But she didn’t, then her eyes flickered downward and her gaze rested on the crotch of my thong, which I knew was now wet.

Mom nodded as if answering a question I hadn’t asked, and then she turned and walked away without another word.

I was breathless, my heart pounded in my chest. I tried to tell myself that it meant nothing, but I couldn’t. I closed and locked my door.

I lay on my bed and began pinching my cunt lips through the silky thong. I pushed down harshly grinding my wet lips back and forth over my trapped clit, Within a minute or two I was arching my back thrusting my cunt into the air and moaning “Mommy oh fuck mommy I am coming for you.” I was nearly screaming, so I knew Mom could hear me.

I had not sensed shame or guilt in my mom’s eyes as she had looked at me, no, it was lust, smoldering lust I saw in my mother’s eyes. I knew something had to give, something very wrong, and oh so right was going to bring my mother and I together.

I tried to convince myself it was just a weird moment between us. Yet my pussy told me that it wasn’t.

I went out with friends that night, and when I returned, Mom was in her bedroom with the lights turned off. I wanted to knock and tell mom I was a lesbian, and that I wanted to fuck her, but something told me that she already knew that..

When I got to the kitchen the next morning, Mom was there. Mom’s hair was wrapped in a bun, and she wore a flimsy white robe tied at the waist. I could see that she was not wearing a bra and her nipples were poking against the silky material. I was wearing leggings without panties and a tank top.

Mom was looking at her tablet and sipping coffee like any other Sunday. She looked up and smiled, and offered a casual, “Good morning, baby girl,” as if nothing had happened. As if she had not lusted after my nearly naked body, and as if she didn’t know I had masturbated to her yoga workout. Mom’s stare had lasted too long to be innocent, but she wasn’t letting on.

I mumbled something back, but could feel Mom watching me again. Her eyes followed me across the room. Her eyes were on my ass when I opened the dishwasher to retrieve clean glass. I couldn’t help it, I took my time and spread my legs giving mom a good look at my slit in the crotch of my leggings. I stood and poured some orange juice.

“You have grown to become a fucking beautiful young woman” mom said placing her tablet on the table and stepping closer to me, by the fridge.

Our yes met and I was unable to read my mother; she was not looking at me like a daughter. She took the glass from me and placed it on the counter.

“Baby girl, when you were touching yourself yesterday, looking at me, going through my poses, what was running through your mind? I watched every moment in the mirror as you hiked up your shirt and fingered fucked your wet little cunt. Do you have any idea how wet you made mommy?

Mom blew my mind when she undid her robe and let it slip to the floor.

"Is this what you wanted, my sweet daughter? Did you want your mommy naked? Did you want to touch mommy’s breasts?”

Mom leaned in and kissed my mouth hard, her tongue sliding into my mouth and circling my tongue, sending jolts of electricity through my body.

Mom placed my hands on her breasts, and I let my fingers find her nipples and roll and pinch them.

Mom moaned into my mouth and broke off our kiss, “Use your mouth on mommy’s nipples baby, and suck them hard for me.”

I dropped my mouth to my mother’s stiff nipple and moaned as my tongue circled it. Mom moaned louder as I sucked her stiff nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue hard and fast over the hard flesh. Mom whimpered when I moved to the other nipple and lavished it with licks and sucks.

“Yesterday, when I saw you, when I lusted after my sweet girl, it turned you on so much you had to cum.  I was cumming with you outside your door as you called for me. “

Mom’s hand cupped my pussy over the leggings letting her middle fingers divide my vulva, “Now this cunt, the cunt I made, is going to be mine. Do you understand, sweetheart?”

I moaned, “Oh, yes, mommy.”

In one swift motion mom pulled the leggings down as she kneeled before me and immediately her tongue parted my wet shaven cunt lips. I grabbed the counter for support. Never had I been so overwhelmed by a woman, so turned on as when my mother’s tongue entered my hot we cunt. She was fucking me with her tongue as I stroked her head and released her hair which fell to her shoulders.

“Oh fuck mom, yes I wanted this oh fuck I am a lesbian now mom, and I came so hard after you saw my naked body. Eat my cunt mommy oh fuck I want to cum for my mom.

Mom astounded me, she knew exactly what to do to make me cum and I could feel it wouldn’t take long.  I put my leg on a nearby stool to allow mom complete access to my pussy and she devoured it. Mom’s tongue snaked up and down my slit then flicked and sucked my hard engorged clit with abandon while two of her fingers slid to the hilt in my tight teen cunt.

“Oh mom, Oh mom you are going to make me cum mommy," I whimpered

This only spurred mom on and her tongue worked its fierce magic on my clit while she added a third finger that stretched and pounded my cunt fast and hard.

Mom looked up at me as her tongue flashed over my clit and I roared, “Fuck, I love you mom!”

In response she nibbled on my clit with her perfect teeth and I came, harder than I had ever cum with my college lovers. I was fucking my mother’s face and fingers as cum sluiced from my cunt and into my mother’s mouth and down her chin.

My orgasms were so intense I nearly blacked out; as my mother sent me over the edge, again and again.

Mom continued her assault on my cunt and clit until I begged her for mercy. Finally mom stood and kissed my mouth with passion and I loved tasting my cum on my mother’s lips.

Finally mom squeezed my tits. “Let’s continue this in my bedroom baby girl; I need to have your tongue on mommy’s clit,

I smiled at Mom and said, “After you, Mommy, or should I say lover?”

To be continued…