The Forbidden Red-Wing: A Tale of Devotion

My mother gave me my red-wings
My mother is beautiful, and we had a happy childhood. When I was 18 she gave me my red-wings. My mother is 40 years old and a very beautiful Indian lady. She runs a successful IT software company that she set up with my father when they were students. My father was English, over 2m tall, but I was killed in a RTA caused by a drunk driver, when I was a baby.

My mother and I have always had a close relationship. With lots of affection, we enjoyed some time together. Sometimes I would sleep with her, as children often do, and I was aware that her body was very elegant and very feminine. When I was a small child my mother taught me about personal hygiene, She showed me how to rill back my foreskin and wash off the smegma. She taught me how to clean my anus properly after a bowel movement. We both enjoyed this and I remember that it made my mother seem happy when she did it.

I took after my father, growing tall, and my mother paid for a personal trainer so that my body was well developed, and I was strong and athletic with our being a "muscle-man". In the changing room at the gym I noticed that my flaccid penis was substantially bigger than the other guys. My boner was 9" and very thick. It was impossible to hide it.

When I was 18 my mother threw a party for me and invited some of my friends over, including Erica, who I really wanted to get to know. (more about Erica later). That afternoon my mother had an accident. She did not tell me the details, but both of her hands were bandaged. She asked me to help her get with her dress, which she could not get into or zip up easily. I was sued to see her in her underwear and night clothes, so seeing her fantastic tits in her "up-lift" bra was a bit of a treat, but after all, she was my Mum.

It was great party, with a warm atmosphere, nice "finger food" and drinks. We don't do leisure drugs, but everyone was a happy, dancing, talking, and enjoying the evening. It was late when they left and Mum called taxis for Erics and those who needed a lift and paid in advance to avoid problems with payment.

The place was empty and we were on our way to bed, wet had a warm affectionate hug. "Happy Birthday Darling, You're a man now!" "Will you do me a favour? I really need some help with something that I can't do in these bandages" Of course I would anything for my mother, and as we were both 'happy with alcohol' I was keen to help her out.

She took me up to the bedroom, and explained that her period had started and she needed to clean herself, but did not want to get the bandages wet or covered in blood. Would you be really kind and make sure she was clean and dry, and fit a tampon for her?

I had not done anything like this before. I knew about periods and sanitary things, and though I had a shared bed with my mum on many occasions, and we were affectionate, we had not had any sexual contact. It felt a bit odd, but I agreed, and asked her to tell me what to do.

"Get a large towel and a couple of wet hand towels from the bathroom. Lay the towel across the bed so that I can lay on my back. You kneel down at the edge of the bed, and I'll explain the rest"

First of all, help me take off my dress, and unlock my bra for me. I did so, and saw her wonderful breasts with very large dark aureole's and very stiff nipples... Her skin is honey brown colour and for then first time I saw her breasts in the way that a man would look at a woman and not as a child looks at his mother.

She lay back over the towel on the bed, and I saw her breasts fall slightly sideways, but remain full and round. My cock responded by instinct. My thick 9" filled the front of my trousers. It was impossible to hide it.

"it would;d be better to take your clothes off while you do this. Avoid splashing them while you clean me up". So I did. Being slightly drunk, and filled with lust at the sight of my mother's wonderful breasts, I did not hesitate to strip off and stand at the edge of the bed, between her legs.

"Take my panties off so you can clean me up"."I am very sorry," said my mother. She looked at me and smiled. "You're a real man now. Your father would be proud of you"

My mother continued to clean herself. I was thrilled by this intimate interaction between us. We both moved our hips and she pulled her legs back on either side of me, and I felt my cock slip inside her. She cried out with pleasure "Oh that feels wonderful. Push deeper, move in and out of me".

The sensation of her wetness on my cock face me an incredible feeling. I could feel her muscles squeezing me. We both enjoyed this and I remember that it made my mother seem happy when she did it.

I lay on the bed, watching my mother's breasts rise and fall as she cleaned herself up. It was a funny moment, but also a special one. My mother smiled and hugged me. "I'll let you get used to it," she said. "And now that we're alone, I want you to know how much I appreciate all the time we've spent together."

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