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Standart Swimming with Mum Ch. 05

After my encounter with Ffion, I slipped back into my routine of studying, going to football, lusting after Lydia and waiting desperately for my Saturday encounter with Mum. Lydia seemed to be involved in about a million different societies and activities, I could never keep track of all of them, but sometime around this time she started hanging around a lot more with a girl called Becca, who I think she met at Dance Society or something like that. Becca was cute, with dark, straight hair, a petite but curvy body and a nasty streak a mile wide. What Lydia saw in her I don't know, but whether it was a character in a reality TV show or some celebrity in the news, Becca was completely merciless and thought nothing of tearing them apart. I lived in fear of what she was saying about me behind closed doors.
The next Saturday, with just a week to go until Mum's visit, I had hoped against hope that Lydia would go out so I could call Mum and get dirty, but Lydia announced that Becca was coming over to study. This probably meant homemade cocktails in the kitchen, I surmised. If it had just been Lydia, I was going to take a chance on calling Mum, keeping my voice down and calling her Cathy throughout; if Lydia had overheard any of it, she'd assume I was just having phone sex with my girlfriend. But it was a much bigger risk with Becca around too, especially since Becca had a big mouth and if she overheard me talking dirty, it would spread around the university in no time.
Me: Sorry, Lydia has a friend over, we should stick to texting x
Mum: That's OK, I'm quite tired tonight anyway xx
Me: I can't wait to see you next week
Mum: Me too, I've got some great ideas
Me: Oh really? Like what?
Mum: You'll have to wait and see!
Me: I think the wait will kill me
Mum: I've got a headache coming on, is it ok if we cut things short tonight?
Me: Yeah, I hope you feel better soon
Mum: I took this earlier for you so you wouldn't be too disappointed
The picture was of Mum lying on the sofa, topless and wearing just a pair of dark blue knickers. It was a selfie and she was looking right into the camera, her boobs pressed together and her nipples hard. The little triangle of blue fabric between her thighs was so inviting, not to mention the way her hair was fanned out around her head and over her shoulders. I got hard in an instant.
Me: Fuck, you look incredible!
Mum: Aw thank you, do you like it?
Me: I love it, so sexy
Mum: Does it turn you on? x
Me: Of course
Mum: I want you to wank over me and imagine what we're going to do when we're together, OK?
At this stage I probably don't need to say that I made myself cum pretty fast.
The next week dragged, of course, each day seeming to take an eternity as I counted down the hours until Mum arrived. I had cancelled all my normal weekend commitments so I could spend as much time as possible with her, and I even spent my free time on Friday morning completely cleaning my room and the flat as well as I could. I had plenty of condoms stashed in the bedside table, too.
Lydia left just after lunch, wheeling a weekend bag along behind her.
"Have fun with Cathy," she said, giving me a hug on her way out. "Don't do anything crazy."
Crazy like a whole weekend of fucking my Mum?
"I won't," I said, watching her go. Now I had the flat to myself, and I have to say, it was a challenge not to get too horny waiting. Mum still had to finish work and catch the train, so I tried to make myself focus on my afternoon lectures and some homework, instead of opening the topless picture of her for the hundredth time. The flat being empty was a novelty, though, and it was nice to be able to listen to music as loud as I wanted without disturbing Lydia.
I went to the station to meet Mum's train, wrapping up against the cold wind. She'd text me to say when her train was due to arrive, but I was a few minutes late and she was already standing in the concourse waiting.
"I've missed you," she said, pulling me into a hug. She was wearing a grey scarf and a green coat which I didn't recognise, and she guessed what I was thinking.
"I had to treat myself for this weekend," she said, smiling. "I need to look my best."
"Mum, you-"
She put a finger to her lips playfully.
"Cathy," she corrected me. "Come on, let's go back to your flat."
I pulled her suitcase and for about half of the walk we held hands, her fingers entwining tightly around mine. We definitely looked like a couple, which I loved, especially because Mum was looking seriously gorgeous. She'd had her hair done into little curves and waves, put on makeup, and maybe I was just imagining it but her old mum-body seemed to be tightening back up into a sexy hourglass figure.
"You look good," I said, as we turned the corner onto the road with the flat on it. "Have you been doing yoga?"
She was happy that I'd noticed. "Tons of yoga and swimming, plus eating fewer biscuits!" she sincan escort joked, giving me a hug from the side.
I fumbled a bit with the key to the flat, but once we were inside, the door pushed closed and the door locked, Mum took off her coat. Underneath was a close-fitting white long-sleeved t-shirt on top of tight jeans, which made a big deal out of her tits, and as soon as I'd pulled off my trainers, I put my hands on her waist and pushed her up against the wall to make out with her.
"Is Lydia definitely gone?" Mum asked between kisses.
"Yeah, I saw her leave earlier," I replied, kissing her jaw and neck.
Mum slid her hand over my chest, fingers rubbing my abs. "Let's grab a shower," she whispered into my ear as I pressed up against her.
We couldn't keep our hands off each other, and after managing half a wash in the shower, Mum knelt down and sucked my cock, making me cum fast. She swallowed it with a giggle. We made cheese on toast in the kitchen, both wearing just underwear, then went back to my room to fuck. I lasted longer this time, following the same routine of fingering Mum until she was wet and ready, breathing hard, then climbing on top of her and fucking her. Mum's moaning and encouragement were so hot, I couldn't believe I was actually fucking this sexy woman. I came in her pussy again, filling the condom, and then we showered again to get clean. Kissing her and watching her cleaning her tits made me hard again, but she just playfully rubbed her bum against my cock and said, "Save it for tomorrow!"
As fun as it sounds to spend an entire weekend having sex, after breakfast it was obvious we couldn't actually just fuck all the time. I couldn't last anywhere near long enough. Instead, we went out to the shops, did a bit of sightseeing, and watched a crappy film at the cinema. It was more Mum's thing than mine, but even she got bored halfway through, and we sat at the back making out. I had my hand around her shoulders, resting on her arm, and she gently guided it down the front of her shirt and onto her boob so I could tease her nipple. I was rock hard, of course, and while she didn't actually pull my cock out, she did rub it through my trousers a lot.
When we got back to the flat, we undressed straight away, only just making it into my room. When we were both naked, Mum pushed me against the door and knelt down again to suck my cock, but I gently stopped her.
"I want to fuck your tits," I said quickly, feeling a little embarrassed at saying it. But Mum just smiled happily, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the bed. She kissed me again, then sat me down on the edge of the bed and knelt in front of me, between my thighs, my hard cock sticking straight up. She looked thoughtful for a second, then she reached into her bag, rummaged around and came up with a tube of lube.
"Should feel better this way," she said, squeezing a handful of lube out and then rubbing it into her tits. She looked so hot, sliding her hands over her big tits, getting them ready for me to fuck, and then she looked even hotter as she pushed her tits together and slid my cock between them.
"Oh fuck, Cathy, wow," I managed to say as she began to move her chest up and down, squeezing my cock tightly between her boobs. I couldn't take my eyes off the sight, the head of my cock appearing in her cleavage and then disappearing, but when I looked up, I saw her looking straight at me, a big smile on her face.
"Let me know when you're going to cum," she said softly, increasing her pace.
"Pretty soon," I said, breathing hard.
"Cum for me," she said, still looking right at me. I moaned a little, my cock jerking, and she squeezed her boobs around it as I started to cum. It was messy and lots of cum dripped down onto her tummy, but I still managed to give her tits a good coating, far better than I had done with Ffion. She looked happy as we showered to clean it all off, and this time when I got hard again she led me back to the bed and we fucked for a while - I didn't time it, but I must have lasted at least ten minutes inside her.
After eating and watching TV for a while, we got into bed together to sleep. My cock actually ached a little after cumming four times in just over twenty four hours, but I was still a little hard as I lay next to Mum. She noticed, and she gently took my cock in her hand and started to stroke it.
"Are you still looking for a girlfriend like I asked?" she asked in a low voice. The light was off so I couldn't see her expression.
"Yeah," I said, but my tone didn't sound very sincere. Can you blame me - I'd just had an amazing weekend with a sexy woman, why would I be thinking about getting a girlfriend?
"Are you sure?" she asked.
I took a breath. "I, um, met this girl, Ffion," I explained. "She's a fresher."
Mum's stroking sped up slightly. "Oh? Where did you meet her?"
"In a club," I said. "She came back here afterwards."
There was a pause sincan escort bayan for a second as Mum worked out the implication, but then she resumed stroking even faster, her hand gripping firmly.
"Did you sleep with her?" Mum asked, her voice level.
At this point, I had no idea what to do. Bringing up Ffion seemed like a mistake, but then again, Mum was the one who kept telling me to find a girlfriend. She couldn't be jealous or mad if she was asking for it, right? Or maybe she was just jealous because I brought it up when she was stroking my cock? The only course of action I could think of was just to tell the truth.
"Yeah," I said, my voice quiet.
Mum let out a little moan, and through the darkness I thought I could hear her hand moving between her legs. Fuck, was Mum getting off to this?
"What does she look like?" Mum asked, getting more confident.
"Small, slim, blonde," I said, getting distracted by how hard I was and how good Mum's hand felt.
"Tell me about what you did," Mum encouraged, stroking even more. There was no doubt that this was turning her on.
"Um, firstly she gave me a blowjob," I said, and heard another soft moan from Mum. "Then she lay down on the bed and I fucked her pussy."
Another moan. Now Mum was stroking my cock fast and hard and I wasn't honestly sure how much longer I could go.
"Did you cum?" Mum asked in a breathy voice, parting her thighs more.
"She wanted me to cum on her tits, so I pulled out and she gave me a handjob until I came," I said, so turned on that my cock was painfully hard.
Mum moaned again. "Show me," she said.
"What?" I asked, not sure.
"Show me how you came," she said, letting go of my cock and moving me so I was between her thighs. I got the picture and got onto my knees, moving my cock forward as close to her tits as I could. She started rubbing me again.
"Is this it?" she asked.
"Yes," I said, breathing fast as I got close.
"Cum for me, I want to see it," Mum said, and after a few more seconds I exploded. Unlike Ffion, Mum kept my cock in the right place and most of my cum splashed onto her tits, her chest and her neck. I took a few deep breaths when I was finished, falling back onto the bed.
"That was so sexy," Mum said, smiling as she looked over at me. "But I think I need yet another shower."
While Mum made breakfast the next morning, I thought about what had happened. It was obvious that Mum got turned on hearing about me having sex with other girls. Combined with the fact that she wanted me to get a girlfriend, it seemed like a good deal for me - lots of sex with my Mum, and a free pass to not only fuck other girls, but also to tell Mum all about it. I wasn't sure how my life had taken such a good turn.
Mum needed to catch a lunchtime train, which left enough time for her to pack and for us to have sex once more. When we'd eaten, Mum was naked and I was only wearing boxers so I could go to and from the kitchen, when I heard the front door unlocking and my heart shot into my mouth.
"I'm back!" Lydia announced, striding into the flat. She took one look at me in the kitchen in my pants and laughed. "Don't tell me I caught you in the middle of doing it?"
I tried not to look embarrassed. "No," I said, trying to sound confident. "I thought you were getting back late tonight?"
Lydia shook her head. "That was the plan, but Mark got an unexpected assignment so he needed to study," she explained, then dropped her voice. "Is Cathy still here?"
I nodded.
"Can I meet her?"
I knew full well that Mum was naked and in no state to talk to Lydia, but before I could say anything, my bedroom door opened and Mum came out. She'd pulled on one of my t-shirts, a black one, and some pale pink pyjama shorts, which made it look like she'd just got out of bed. She didn't have a bra on and her nipples showed through the t-shirt, which made my cock twitch as she walked over to us.
"You must be Lydia, David''s flatmate?" Mum asked, flashing a mischievous look at me.
"Yes, and you're Cathy, right?" Lydia replied, looking a little flustered. I'd never seen Lydia so knocked off her stride and it was somehow satisfying. She didn't need long to recover, though, and the two girls got talking, leaving me stranded. Lydia made a cup of tea and Mum carefully answered her questions about how we met and so on, occasionally asking me to confirm something. Internally, I was freaking out. Lydia was talking to my mum, and it was completely obvious we'd spent the weekend fucking. The only thing that kept this from being a massive issue was the fact that Lydia didn't know she was my mum. It was a miracle I managed to keep my cool.
"Listen, Lydia, I'm sorry to cut this short but I've got a train to catch," Mum eventually said. "We've got some... stuff to fit in first, too." She gave me a meaningful look and I blushed, making Lydia laugh.
"Well, I'll keep to my room for a escort sincan while, don't want to overhear anything," Lydia said, looking at me again. "Nice to meet you, Cathy."
"We'll catch up another time," Mum said, grabbing my hand and leading me back to my room, leaving Lydia in the kitchen.
Once my bedroom door was shut, I opened my mouth to ask what the hell was happening, but Mum shushed me instantly, pulling my shirt over her head to expose her tits and then pushing down her pyjama shorts.
"That was so fucking hot," she said urgently, kissing me.
"Was it?" I asked, confused.
"You don't think it was hot that your flatmate knows you're fucking me?" Mum whispered, reaching down into my boxers and taking hold of my cock. "She's seen us together?"
It was a little hot, I had to admit, and as Mum pushed my boxers down I was hard.
"Fuck me," Mum said quickly, pointing to the bedside table for the condoms. "I'm already so wet."
This time she bent over the bed and I fucked her from behind. The new angle was amazing, both for how it felt (tighter, sexier), and for how it looked. I could see my hips slamming into her arse each time I thrust into her, and although Mum did her best to keep it quiet, a few of her moans were probably loud enough to be heard outside the room. I came in her pussy, then pulled out and threw the condom away while she collapsed onto the bed, panting.
Looking back, I should have known that everything was too good to be true. A great relationship like I had with Mum didn't just come along without any complications. And being so open about it, bringing her to my flat, it was always asking for trouble.
The trouble itself arrived when I was sitting in the kitchen that evening, my mind still half-focusing on the memory of Mum bent over my bed, being fucked. I sipped a cup of hot tea I had just made, when Lydia came and sat down in the other chair at the kitchen table.
"So," she said, matter-of-factly, grabbing my attention. "Are you gonna tell me the truth about Cathy?"
My mouth went dry instantly and I sipped tea to play for time. "What do you mean, the truth?"
Lydia just stared at me. "Come on, we're flatmates. If you don't tell me, I'll tell you."
"Okay," I countered, "You tell me what you think the truth is."
She paused, seemingly unsure now I was pressing her. But she gathered her resolve.
"Cathy's your mum."
If my mouth had been dry before, now it was the Sahara. My heart was pounding, my chest tight. The terror in my eyes confirmed everything to Lydia without me needing to say anything.
"How did you-"
"How did I know?" Lydia asked, a slightly smug smile on her lips. "When I was talking to Cathy, I thought I recognised her, she looks familiar. I got it into my head she was on a soap I watched once, and if you were dating an actual soap star I needed to know. So I searched all over the internet to find out, went on Facebook and stalked your profile, but you hadn't even posted about her. I eventually hit the jackpot when I searched for 'Catherine' and your hometown and dug up some old newspaper archives about a swimming championship. That gave me her maiden name and, then I realised. She looks familiar because she looks like you."
I couldn't believe it. Lydia had unearthed the truth after an hour searching the internet. Anyone could do that.
"Don't worry, I don't think most people would go to that length," Lydia said, her eyes on mine. "Your secret is safe with me, for now."
I was close to panicking. "You can't tell anyone," I begged her.
"I won't," Lydia told me, her tone serious. "This isn't something I'm gonna tell all the girls about."
My palms were slick with sweat and Lydia could see I was freaking out. She reached out a hand and touched my forearm gently - a touch that, in any other circumstance, I would probably have read way too much into.
"I have one condition, though," Lydia said, looking intently at me.
"What?" I would have agreed to practically anything.
"I want you to be completely open and honest with me, okay? You have to show you trust me."
I nodded without saying anything. I could do that.
Lydia smiled softly. "I think that whatever happens between two consenting adults is their own business, not mine, so I'm not going to judge you," she said. "I just have some questions."
"Okay," I said, trying to take a deep breath. This could be a lot worse.
Lydia took her hand off me. "Have you had sex with her?" she asked, pulling no punches.
"Yes," I said, unable to look straight at her.
"When did it start?"
"Over the summer."
"Does anyone else know?"
"No, nobody else."
"Does she know about Ffion?"
I nodded. "I told her. She doesn't have a problem if I... see other people."
Lydia seemed a little surprised by this but covered it well. "Does she see other people too?"
I didn't like to think about this prospect. "Um, not at the moment."
Lydia said nothing to that. "Well, as far as I'm concerned you can bring her here as often as you want, it's your flat too," she announced. "Now, I've got to get ready to go out. Thank you for being honest."
As she swept past me and went back to her room, I realised I'd been clenching my fingers so tightly they were hurting.
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