The Gift


The Gift.
My wife and I are in our mid 40's and have been married nearly 25 years. Our sex life is still passionate but is no longer firey or spontaneous. Our son, who recently turned 21, had gone off oversea's for 3 months or more depending on how long his money lasted. I was hoping that now that we had the house to ourselves the sex might increase.
He sent regular emails telling of his adventures and when and where he was travelling to so we knew his where abouts in an emergency. Once or twice he had rung and on one of these calls I reminded him that Mothers Day was happening soon and not to forget to send his mother a present.
Sure enough on the Friday before Mothers Day a small parcel arrived addressed to my wife from our son. The attached card had the following short note included,
     "I bought several pairs as I'm not sure     which style and colour you prefer.      I'll be thinking of you wearing each pair.      I hope you'll be thinking of me as well     while you're wearing them.           PS the black pair will look great with     your birthday outfit. "
My wife slowly unwrapped the parcel and opening the carboard box inside tipped out the contents to reveal that our son had bought his mother several assorted G-strings. The styles, colours and materials were all different and using her finger to seperate them my wife extracted a pair that was high cut, black stretch lycra and lace.
My wife and I were quietly shocked and surprised that our son would buy something as intimate as lingerie. He had never showed any signs of extra attraction towards his mother and he had always had girlfriends.

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   My wife put the underwear back in the box and laughed it off as a joke present. Our son tried ringing on Mothers Day but his phone kept cutting out and we finally got an email in which he asked about his present arriving and that he was heading off in to the mountains for the next two weeks hiking so would be out of contact till then.
We talked and laughed about the present over dinner. Jokes were made and comments passed and I could feel a sexual vibe rising as we discussed relationships within families and older women / younger men. We went to bed that night and snuggled but no sex as my wife was still disturbed by the present and the message on the card. I didn't push it and by Tuesday I had let the whole thing slide making no reference to the panties at all. My wife in the mean time had been quiet and distracted as if still deep in thought over the subject.
Wednesday night I arrived home from work and called to my wife as I entered the door. She called back from the kitchen for me to grab a shower as everything would be ready shortly. I assumed she was meaning dinner but was I going to be surprised by what was on the menu. I went to our room and undressed and then to the bathroom for a quick triple S , shower,shampoo and a shave. I walked back into our room with a towel around my lower half and another in my hands drying off my hair. With the towel in my hands and across my face I didn't see the bed until I stopped right next to it.
Laying on the bed surrounded by a number of pillows was my semi-naked wife in her birthday suit. She had added suspenders and stockings to the black g-string, our son had suggested she wear, from the box.

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   The panties were extremely hi-cut with the elastic waist band reaching nearly to her navel but this just made the V of her legs and pussy look longer and deeper as well as highly erotic. My wife had her hair done as well as applied make up and the final touch was a black ribbon around her throat. All this against her pale skin was a vision of sensual delight. I felt an immediate jump by my penis as it pushed against the towel growing firmer by the second.
My towel hit the floor releasing my inflating penis so it sprung free to stand at attention. My wife rolled onto her side and her hand gripped my penis firmly as she gently tugged me closer to the bed.
"Do you like what Mummy has to offer?" she purred in a soft sexy voice
I only nodded as her lips surrounded the head of my penis with a sensual kiss. It was several seconds before my brain registered the word "Mummy". She fed my penis into her mouth working the shaft with her hand as her tongue rolled around the head. My knees became weak and I had to put my hand against the wall to stop me falling. The sights and sensations I was feeling were nearly overpowering. By now my penis was harder than it had been in ages, almost painful in the way it had stretched to its limit.
She let my penis slip from her grasp as she rolled over to show off her backside. The view from this side was no less exciting, as the thin strip of material circling her waist curved away into the crack of her arse.
"Do you like Mummys arse? Do you want to kiss it .

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  . . . or fuck it?" again she spoke in a low breathless voice.
I climbed on the bed and began lavishly applying kisses to her arse. I took large bites of her supple flesh and sucked deeply to leave a trail of hickies across her butt as I worked my tongue to her highly prized arse hole. She had let me finger her arse but never fuck it and now she was asking for it to be done. Again she squirmed on the bed and bought her front side back into play. Her nipples were puffy pink spotches of colour on her pale skin and they now stood proudly atop her breasts.
I worked one nipple in my mouth while my hand manipulated the other all the time my wife was giving me directions on how she wanted to be handled. Squeeze this, bite that, pull, tug, roll were all instructions on how to work her breasts to their peak of sexual satisfaction. Now she put her hands on the back of my head and moved it slowly down her body. I kissed my way from nipple to navel where I met the band of her panties.
The material was so soft and sheer it fitted my wife like a second skin. My hand wandered ahead to her pussy and gently massaged her mound through the material.

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   My wife spread her legs to enable full access to her most inviting of regions. My head caught up to my hand and I pulled aside the material to view her pussy in a whole new light. Already moisture glistened on the lips and the aroma was intoxicating. I took several deep breaths through my nose to implant that smell in brain forever.
I was just about to move our love making up another gear. My tongue effortlessly made it's way between the folds her lips and into her vaginal canal searching for "that" spot. She shuddered, and gasped loudly, moaning with every twist of my tongue. I held her thighs firmly so that she couldn't pull her legs together.
    My probing tongue found its way to her clit and produced an amazing response as she stiffened, arched her back and moaned long and loud.
    She continued to cry out loudly, almost screaming. "Ooooh gawd. . . Oh yes. .

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      . Don't stop. Her body thrashed and squirmed on the bed her arse bouncing up forcing her pussy onto my face. Her voice had a wavering tone to it as if she spoke between waves of pleasure. I was so hyped by her performance I was ready to explode, but not until she stopped me eating her pussy. She continued to hump my face so I slipped a finger in and probed for her G-spot.  I was fucking her with my face and she was now in a lust filled frenzy. Finally her hands pulled my head away from her pussy and she began kissing and licking her juice from my face. Kissing me with her wide open mouth inviting my tongue to probe her mouth as it had her pussy moments before. Then in a barely audible voice she asked me to fuck her. She peeled off her panties as I positioned myself to comply with her request.
    "Ooohh. . . fuck .

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      . . all of it, push it all the way in. " she gasped, her fingers digging into my back as if she never wanted to let go.
    I pushed and with virtually no effort I had slid fully into her and had her impaled on my penis. She was revelling in every moment. She squealed, moaned, gasped and swore as I pumped myself to complete arousal. Her reaction only excited me more pushing me to unknown heights of ecstasy. I raised my self up to enjoyed the view of my penis as it thrust forward and slowly withdrew from between her swollen pussy lips. I thought was pushing deep but my wife kept asking for more. She then asked me to take her from behind.
    I saw my penis was slick with her juice as she got on all fours and I lined up on her from behind. Her juice had run down her crack to her butt hole and taking things in hand I forced the head of my penis to pop her anal ring. I'm surprised her scream of passion didn't bring the police but I continued to feed my penis up her arse. I stopped for a moment to gauge her reaction but her suddenly calling me an "arsefucking motherfucker" was all the encouragement I needed.

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    She was swearing, bucking, and thrashing, as I drilled her butt, we were like wild animals in heat.
    "Fuck me. . . Oh yes!. . . Fuck your mother. . . Your dick feels sooo good" she cried.
    By now she was off the scale as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. She clawed at the bed with one hand as the other was between her legs giving her clit a thorough working over. Meanwhile I had built the pressure to a shuddering climax. First I plunged into her arse as far as I could go, nearly snapping her back in the process of driving her into the mattress.

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       Then at the same time as a deeply feral groan issued from my mouth my first of spurt of cum rocketed from my penis to fill the warm void of her anal passage. Without withdrawing I rolled further forward squashing her beneath me as I felt another dose of cum race the lenght of my penis to form a warm pool around the head.
    Before the next shot I moved my cock from her arse to her pussy in a sinle motion. This was enough to send my wife over the top. Still calling me a motherfucker and telling me to fuck "Mummy" harder and faster she finally exploded in a thundering climax that had her shaking and convulsing on the bed as I drained the last of my cum from my balls into her pussy.
    I fell side ways onto the bed, my penis making and audible plp as it slid from her pussy. My wife was face down on the bed and I could hear her ragged breathing as we both lay still trying to recover from the most frantic and powerful sex we had ever had. It was almost ten minutes until either of us moved or said a word when my wife looked me in the eyes and told me "how fuckin' good was that" I just smiled and then the two of us kissed and succumbing to exhaustion fell into a deep sleep.
    This was a scene that was to be repeated over the next few weeks as we worked through all the panties in the box, every room in the house and as many positions and variations we could get up to. This box of panties was without doubt the catalyst and inspiration for the even better gift of a new and improved sex life.
    When our son finally contacted us he was surprised that we appreciated his present so much as it was only some cheap, locally made earrings which he thought would look nice on his mother paricularly the black ones that would match the outfit I had got her for her last birtday. We laughed at his confusion and agreed to tell him the not quite full story when he got back home.