A Massage For Mom!
A Massage For Mom!
Sex Story Author: | G. Snave |
Sex Story Excerpt: | She also seemed much more relaxed about covering herself before and after her massage. I was careful not to stare, |
Sex Story Category: | Incest |
Sex Story Tags: | Incest, True Story |
A MASSAGE FOR MOM.
I remember my mom’s friend Beth used to come over twice a week
and give mom a massage. After that mom would give her a massage.
They both undressed for the massage, but covered their buttocks
with a towel. I used to come and go as I pleased and they seemed
to think nothing of an eleven year old seeing them partially nude.
Some days I would sit and watch as they massaged each other from
head to feet. When I was twelve, I used to watch more frequently.
I was becoming much more curious about their bodies and every once
in a while, I would catch a glimpse of mom’s nipples as she shifted
positions. I remember one day that Beth got a little careless and
I saw her full black bush as she got up to dress. She quickly
covered with a robe.
A few months after I turned thirteen, Beth left town. Mom
began complaining that she missed her massages. She had aches and
pains when she got home from work. I got the idea that I may be
able to take Beth’s place and may even get to see my mother’s body
up close. I was surprised when I approached mom one afternoon when
she got home from work and offered to give her a massage. She
readily agreed and told me to set up the table while she changed.
A few minutes later she returned with her robe on and two
towels. She turned her back to me and wrapped one around her waist.
She then laid face down on the table with her arms at her sides.
I hardly got a glimpse at her breasts. I began rubbing her head as
I’d seen Beth do and over several minutes moved down her back to
just above the towel. Mom said that I was a good learner and gave
a great massage. I then went to the bottom of the table and began
rubbing her feet. Her legs were together, so when I tried to look
up between her legs, I couldn’t see anything. When I finished her
feet, mom was really relaxed. I moved up her calves and gently
moved her legs a little more open. She gave no resistence. I paid
particular attention to the back of her knees. I had heard her say
she liked that several times. This time was no exception. She said,
“That feels wonderful. You’re really a natural at this, son.” I
then moved to her thighs. I began kneading her ample thighs one at
a time, stopping just below the towel. I then began massaging both
thighs, placing my fingers between them so that, as I squeezed, her
thighs opened. I was rewarded with a good view of her pubic hair,
but her legs were still close together and I couldn’t see much.
Still, for a horny thirteen year old, that was exciting. After a
few minutes, mom thanked me and reached for her robe and covered
herself quickly so that all I saw was her bare back.
Over the next couple of days, I thought a lot about my
mother’s body. I sat the massage table up and when mom arrived
home, I told her I was ready to give her another massage. She
smiled and said she would be right out. Again she returned and with
due modesty stretched out on the table. Mom seemed more relaxed
this time. After I finished her arms and back, I proceeded to her
feet. I noticed that her legs were parted more and she wasn’t as
tense. As I glanced up under the towel, I could see swirls of her
light brown pubic hair at the “V” of her legs. I took my time on
her feet and calves. As I rubbed the back of her knees, I gently
pressed her legs apart. She didn’t seem to realize what I was
doing. This time my kneading of her thighs exposed her pubic area!
I actually got a good close look at her lips protruding from her
beautiful cunt. I became bolder and moved my hands higher to the
level of the towel. My probing fingers were no more than six inches
from her cunt. Mom suddenly realized that she was exposed and
quickly closed her legs. She thanked me, saying that she had had
enough. Again she managed to get off the table without exposing
herself any more.
I was afraid that I’d ruined my chances at seeing more of her
body, but a couple of days later, mom asked me if I would mind
giving her a massage. I gladly agreed. I was much less aggressive
and over the next couple of months, I massaged her two to three
times a week and was rewarded with frequent close up views of mom’s
beautiful cunt.
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