Forced by a Stranger, An intruder forces a mother and son to have sex, As I stepped out of the shower and began to towel off, I couldn’t help but smile seeing the sunlight shining through the large window of my master bathroom. After I had changed into my favorite pair of blue jeans and a comfy black t-shirt, I opened the plantation shutters and paused momentarily to admire the clear blue sky.
“Aahh…what a beautiful day,” I said to myself.
Just as the local weatherman predicted, this Wednesday in early October was shaping up to be a perfect fall day. Knowing all too well that there wouldn’t be many more days like this before Old Man Winter reared his ugly head, I had texted my assistant the night before and informed her that I would be taking the day off to go for a much needed ride on my Harley.
A few moments later I happened to glance down at my iPhone as I was brushing my teeth and noticed that it was already 9:30am. Even though I was off work that day I still had a schedule to follow so I quickly rinsed my mouth out and made my way to the garage, stopping only to grab my black leather jacket from the hall closet.
Entering the garage I couldn’t help but admire how brightly my steel horse sparkled from the cleaning and detailing I had given her the night before. As I slung my right leg over the soft leather seat and pressed the ignition switch, I listened with pleasure as my baby roared to life. Moments later I was heading down the highway with the wind blowing through my wavy black hair. Other than sex, there is nothing else I enjoy more than riding my motorcycle.
After getting caught in a bit of expressway traffic, I was finally able to relax as I crossed the border from Ohio into Kentucky and turned onto one of my favorite two-lane roads. This particular road is very scenic and follows the windy path of the Ohio River as it snakes many miles south into the hills of southwest Kentucky. Although this was one of my favorite places to ride and I had traveled this specific route many times before, I knew today’s journey would be cut short due to the fact I had promised my mother that I pay her a visit before two o’clock. She had been asking me to stop by and look at her laptop computer for nearly two weeks but today was the first opportunity I had to do so due to a rather chaotic work schedule. Although I could have kept riding for hours, as soon as I reached a certain point I knew that it was time to turn around. I was able to avoid any traffic on the ride back and wound up pulling into their driveway a little sooner than promised.
My parents live about 30 minutes east of downtown Cincinnati in a two-story farm home that was built in the late 1800’s by a family of wealthy German dairy farmers. To provide a bit of a visual, their home is a fairly large traditional brick nestled among a densely forested four acre lot. As you turn off of the old county highway and into their property the first thing you notice is a long, tree-lined drive. Their driveway is approximately 100 yards long and snakes its way from the street to the rear of their home at a detached three-car garage.
After parking my bike in the driveway behind the house, I proceeded to climb the tall wooden staircase leading to an enormous two-tiered deck. Just as I reached the top of the staircase the rustic aluminum storm door squeaked opened and Mom appeared.
“Hey sweetie,” she said, greeting me warmly with a hug.
“Hey Mom,” I said as we embraced. “Were you waiting impatiently by the door for me or what?”
“Ha ha. Funny, “she said sarcastically. “No, I was actually upstairs changing when I heard a loud motorcycle barreling down my driveway!”
We both laughed at her comment.
As I shut the door behind us, I’m ashamed to say that I couldn’t help but stare at Mom’s magnificent ass as it swayed in front of me. Believe it or not, even though she was fifty-six years old at the time, Mom still had a great body and didn’t look a day over 45. Although she is beautiful and has been blessed with a naturally tall and thin body, Mom’s best asset has always been her butt. As a matter of fact, if I’m being totally honest I have to admit that I’ve been obsessed with Mom’s ass since I was a teenager. Even though she has a thin frame and is somewhat flat chested, Mom’s hips are fairly wide and her butt has just enough padding that she doesn’t look too skinny. The thing I like most about her butt however is the fact that there is a large gap between her legs when she walks or bends over.
As I took a seat on the large leather sofa, Mom walked into the kitchen and asked if she could get me anything to eat or drink.
“I’d love a beer,” I said teasingly, knowing that my parents didn’t keep alcohol in the house. “I’m parched.”
You can imagine my surprise when she returned a few seconds later with a bottle of my favorite beer and a frosty mug.
Mom couldn’t help but notice the perplexed look on my face as she sat the beer down beside me.
“You and your brother left a few of these in fridge when you were here on Labor Day,” she said.
“Oh, okay. Gotcha.”
As I poured the beer into the mug I asked, “Aren’t you going to join me?”
“It’s a little early in the day for that, don’t ya think?”
“Nope. Not at all,” I said as I took my first swig of ice cold beer.
“Besides, you know I don’t drink beer.”
“I know. I was just teasing.” I said.
“But,” she said after a short pause, “If you twist my arm hard enough you might be able to talk me into having a glass of wine.”
“Since when do you keep wine around the house?” I asked.
“Since your sister left some in my fridge earlier in the week,” she quipped.
Without saying a word, I got up and went into the kitchen. As I opened the refrigerator door and removed the half empty bottle of red wine, Mom called out, “I was only kidding, Rob.”
Pretending not to hear her, I poured a glass of wine before walking back into the family room. Taking a seat next to her on the couch, I handed Mom the wine glass and then held out my mug so we could make a toast.
As our glasses clinked together Mom asked, “And what exactly are we toasting to?”
“To you,” I said. “The best mother a guy could ask for.”
“Oh, aren’t you being a sweet little brown-noser?” she teased as she took her first sip of wine. “Let me guess, do you need to borrow money or something?”
“You know better than that,” I said.
“I know. I was just giving you a hard time,” she replied.
“By the way, where’s Dad?” I asked.
Although I knew exactly where my father was I asked the question anyway.
“What day is it?” She asked.
“Uummm, Wednesday,” I answered.
“And what does your father do every Wednesday?”
“Oh…that’s right. He’s playing golf.”
Since retiring from the military a few years earlier my father had played golf nearly every Wednesday with a group of friends. Afterwards they always went out for cocktails and dinner.
“Yep,” she said. “He won’t be home until at least 9 or 10.”
Mom and I continued to make casual conversation for the next half hour or so until I finally asked about her computer.
“Oh yeah, that’s right,” Mom said as she stood up and walked over to the small corner desk where she kept her laptop.
Handing me the laptop she said, “Your Aunt Carolyn sent me an email a week or two ago and I’m not able to open the link she attached to the message.”
“Uumm, isn’t this the same issue you had a few months ago?” I asked as I opened up the computer and waited for it to boot up.
“Yeah, I know,” she admitted. “But you know I’m computer illiterate and I honestly couldn’t remember what you did before to fix the problem.”
“Yeah, sure,” I teased. “You probably just made this up so you would have an excuse to see me.”
Mom just smiled and said, “Whatever.”
As soon as the computer booted up I clicked on her email account and was asked for a password.
“RobertW1969,” she said.
“Hmmmm…that’s me!” I said proudly.
“Yeah, but don’t go getting a big head or anything,” she teased.
As I entered the password I instinctively looked at my watch and saw that it was almost 2:30pm.
“Do you have somewhere to be?” Mom asked.
“No, not at all,” I replied casually as I opened my aunt’s email. “Just a habit I guess.”
I was lying.
Mom watched closely as I scrolled to the bottom of the page where the web-link was located. It really wasn’t a link though, it was simply a web address that my aunt had copied and pasted into her email.
“Most of the time when someone sends me a link to a website there is a line under it and all I have to do is click on it,” she said. “But this one isn’t like that.”
“Yeah, this is exactly like the one you had trouble with before,” I said teasingly.
“I know…I know,” she answered.
“It’s not a problem,” I said. “But watch what I do this time so you’ll know how to open it next time.”
I highlighted the web address, right clicked the mouse, hit the copy button, pasted the info into her web browser, and then hit enter. When the website appeared Mom reached over and squeezed my upper arm in appreciation.
“Hmmmm, someone has been working out,” she said.
“Uuuhhh, yeah,” I quipped sarcastically. “I’ve only been working out for the last twenty years or so. I’m glad you finally noticed.”
“I’m just teasing sweetie. You need to lighten up and quit being so touchy.”
After a brief pause Mom said, “Anyway, thanks for making a special trip just to help out your old mother.”
“It’s not a big deal,” I said. “I’m glad I could help.”
Staring at the computer screen I laughed seeing that the link my aunt had sent was basically a website full of jokes about men, predominantly about men’s erectile issues.
“Interesting,” I teased.
“Oh stop it,” Mom said as she pinched my arm. “You know how silly your aunt can be.”
“Should I be reading anything into this?” I asked playfully.
“Uhh, no. And besides, that wouldn’t be any of your business anyway, would it?”
As soon as those words were out of her mouth there was a loud knock at the front door.
“Who in the heck could that be?” Mom said aloud as she rose from the sofa and began walking towards the front of the house. “I’ll be right back, sweetie.”
Once again I couldn’t help but watch her beautiful ass move from side to side as she walked away.
“Am I a pervert or what?” I asked myself.
As Mom moved closer to the entry way, I leaned forward in an effort to continue ogling her, but as she started to open the large wooden door my eyes were drawn up from her butt to try and get a glimpse of the person at the door. From my vantage point all I could see was what appeared to be a delivery man dressed in a brown shirt and matching shorts. Although I couldn’t hear what was being said, as Mom and the delivery guy started to talk I sat back and waited for her to return. You can imagine my surprise a few seconds later when Mom called out, “Rob…would you come in here please.”
“Uumm, sure,” I grumbled.
Just about the time I stood up I heard the front door shut and the unmistakable sound of a man’s voice coming from the other room.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
I had only taken a step or two before I saw Mom walking towards me. I could tell by the look on her face that something wasn’t right and was surprised when I saw the rather large man behind her.
“Is everything alright?” I questioned.
“Shut up and have a seat!” The man said sternly.
It was at that exact moment when I saw what appeared to be a large caliber pistol being aimed in my direction.
“Holy shit,” I said nervously as I raised my hands slightly.
“I believe I told you to shut up and take a seat!” He said.
Not wanting to provoke him, I did as I was told and sat down.
“You too,” he said as he nudged Mom towards the couch with his hand. “Have a seat.”
As Mom moved towards the couch I asked, “What do you want?”
“What the fuck do you think I want? I want your money. Now!”
I’ve been licensed to carry a concealed weapon for nearly ten years and under normal circumstances my 9mm semi-automatic pistol would have been hidden inside the waistband of my jeans. On this particular day though I had inadvertently left my Glock pistol in the saddlebag of my Harley!
“Okay. Okay.” I said as I reached in my pocket and pulled out my wallet.
Grabbing the wallet from my hand, the man grumbled when he realized I was carrying less than $40 cash.
“What about you?” He asked Mom. “Where’s your purse?”
Mom pointed towards the kitchen.
“Well don’t just sit there! Get your ass up and get it for me!”
I have to admit that I was surprised by how calm Mom had been up until this point. Although I could tell she was slightly shaken, nevertheless she seemed to remain very cool and did exactly as she was told.
Without needing to be told again, Mom rose to her feet, walked into the kitchen, retrieved her purse, and then handed it to the man as she sat back down on the couch
As the man rifled through Mom’s purse I thought about jumping up and attempting to take his gun away, but I quickly discounted that idea when I considered some of the consequences; namely the fact that the gun could go off and accidentally shoot Mom or I.
“Is this it?” The man questioned loudly.
From what I could see, Mom had even less money in her purse than I had in my wallet.
“Thirty-two lousy dollars! Are you fucking kidding me lady?”
“I’m sorry,” Mom said without looking up. “I don’t normally carry much cash.”
“Shit!” The intruder screamed aloud. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
“I’m sorry,” Mom said.
Without considering the consequences I stood up and said, “Okay, you got what you came here for. Will you please just leave!”
“What did you say?”
“You heard me. Please leave. Get out of here!”
Without a seconds hesitation the man came barreling towards me and before I could even begin to react he swung his fist and landed a blow to the right side of my jaw. Mom squealed as the punch knocked me down onto the couch.
“I believe I told you to shut the fuck up!” He said as he glared at me, his face full of rage.
Mom instinctively helped me to sit back up and, being the mother that she is, she looked me over closely to see if there was any damage.
“I’m okay,” I said.
I was somewhat surprised when Mom boldly looked up at the man and said, “Why are you doing this? Why did you pick my house?”
“Why?” The man answered. “I’ll tell you why. Because I’ve been out of work for almost a year and I can’t find a decent fucking job. And if you must know, I’ve been watching this neighborhood for the last two weeks and couldn’t help but notice that you and your husband are never home on Wednesday’s.”
After a brief pause the man continued.
“Furthermore, I don’t rob homes at night when people are home because too many folks these days own guns. I don’t want to get my ass shot; especially over a lousy sixty-something bucks!”
If I had to guess I would say that the man was a few years younger than I was. Even though he acted a bit rough around the edges, I had a hard time believing that this guy was a common thief. Although he was dressed to give the appearance that he worked for a delivery company, there was something about the way he was groomed, the way he spoke, and the way he carried himself that lead me to believe things weren’t as they seemed. Given the fact that he was a well built, good looking guy with chiseled features (that could easily be described to the police), I was perplexed by the fact he hadn’t attempted to cover his face.
“Okay. I want both of you to stand up,” the man instructed.
“Why?” Mom asked.
“Because this is how it’s going to work. The two of you are going to walk in front of me and we’re going to check each room of this fucking house until I find some more money.”
“But…” Mom said.
“Don’t talk lady. Just get your ass up and start walking.”
Mom quickly stood up and when the guy turned and pointed his pistol in my direction, I got up also.
“Start walking.” He commanded.
We stopped briefly in the kitchen and as soon as he was satisfied that there was nothing there of any value we walked into the large entry-way located at the front of the house. As soon as we were in the entry, the man instructed Mom to open the coat closet. When he was satisfied that there were no purses or anything hidden in the closet, with his free hand the man pointed toward the large wooden staircase that led to the second floor.
Mom paused momentarily until the man said, “Walk lady. The faster you move, the quicker this ordeal will be over.”
As we reached the top of the stairs the man pointed towards the back of the house and told Mom to start there. Our first stop was my old bedroom located at the far end of the hall.
After he had finished searching my room, we went from room to room until the man was satisfied there wasn’t any cash or valuables lying around. As the man rummaged through my younger brothers old room I couldn’t help but notice the fact that it looked as though my father had been sleeping in there. In addition to the bed not being made, I saw one of his prescription bottles and a pair of reading glasses sitting on the nightstand. This made me question whether mom and dad still slept together.
When we finally reached my parents room I was hopeful the man wouldn’t find anything because I had a gut feeling it would piss him off to find out Mom had been lying. Although my parents had money, Mom was never one to buy expensive jewelry so I was rather confident he wouldn’t find anything of interest and this ordeal would soon be over. As Mom and I stood together in the middle of the master bedroom, the man proceeded to search the walk-in closet until he grunted, realizing that there simply wasn’t anything there.
“Fuck me!” He grumbled as he walked back into the bedroom.
In a last ditch effort to find something of value, the man then proceeded to search all the drawers of Mom’s bedroom furniture. The only time he paused was to take a closer look at Mom’s underwear drawer, even going as far as to pick up one of her bras and inspect it closely.
As our captor completed his search he became exceedingly frustrated, realizing that my parents simply didn’t keep any cash or valuables in their home.
“Shit!” He said aloud.
The last place he looked was the nightstands. When he didn’t find anything in the first he slammed the door shut and walked around the bed to the second one. As he neared the second nightstand I couldn’t help but notice the odd expression on Mom’s face. It was painfully obvious that she was uncomfortable with what the man was about to find.
“Well…what do we have here?” He said aloud as the top drawer slid open.
“Shit!” I said to myself, hoping that he had not found anything valuable.
“Damn lady!” He mocked as his head turned back in our direction. “You must be one horny bitch.”
“Whoa, what a minute,” I said loudly. “Don’t call her that!”
“Shut the fuck up!” The man said as he turned and pointed the gun in my direction again.
“Besides,” he said with a mischievous grin. “I think you’ll agree with me when you see what’s in this drawer.”
“Please don’t,” Mom begged.
Her plea was met by deaf ears.
One by one the man proceeded to remove mom’s small stash of sex toys and lay them on the bed.
“Holy shit,” I said to myself when I saw the two vibrators, one fairly large dildo, and a bottle of lube.
Still smiling, the man turned in our direction and said, “Okay lady, this is what I want.”
“Don’t even think about it!” I said boldly, stepping between him and Mom.
“Don’t even think about what?” He asked.
“Don’t even think about touching her,” I said.
“Ha! Now that’s funny.” He scoffed. “Do you actually think I would want to fuck a senior citizen like her?”
“Ummm, I don’t know,” I said. My initial thought that he was going to rape her was clearly wrong.
“I just want you to leave her alone,” I said.
“Sorry pal, but I’m not interested in fucking her. I may be hard up…but I’m not that hard up.”
“Then what do you want?” Mom asked.
Picking up the large dildo and holding it up in the air for everyone to see, the man stared directly at Mom and said, “I want you to show me and your friend here what it is exactly that you do with this.”
“What do you mean?” Mom said nervously.
“Oh, I think you know what I mean. I want you to show us how you fuck yourself with this big ass dildo.”
I was absolutely stunned by his suggestion. Without thinking I yelled, “Leave her alone,” and lunged at the guy. He met me with a hard blow from the pistol to the side of my head, knocking me to the floor. As I lay there writhing in pain, Mom dropped to her knees beside me.
“Leave him alone!” Mom cried out.
I could feel the rage building inside of me but quite frankly there was nothing I could do that wouldn’t make matters even worse. I’m fairly certain Mom knew what I was thinking and when I attempted to get up she said, “Don’t.”
Suddenly a large smirk appeared on the man’s face as he stared down at us.
“Ohhh…wait a minute,” he mocked. “Is this asshole your son?”
Without looking up, Mom simply nodded her head yes.
“Oh shit. This is fucking perfect,” he said. His eyes seemed to light up as if he had discovered some type of secret.
“What are you staring at?” Mom asked nervously. “You got what you came here for, why don’t you just leave us alone!”
“Oh yeah, like I’m just going to leave and let you call the cops. Do you think I’m stupid lady?”
“Please just leave,” Mom pleaded. “I promise we won’t call the police.”
I couldn’t help but notice the tears that had formed in Mom’s eyes as she pleaded with the man.
“Sorry, lady, but it’s not that simple. The only reason I knocked on your door in the first place was to make sure you weren’t home before I broke in. But the second you answered the door you forced my hand.”
Mom attempted to reply, “But…”
“Don’t interrupt me,” he chastised. “And given the fact that the two of you have seen my face and that I’ve already got a history with the local police, it certainly wouldn’t be smart for me to just leave…now would it?”
“Whoa, wait a minute.” I said. “What are you going to do to us?”
“Ha,” he chuckled aloud. “That’s not the question you should be asking yourself.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“The question you should be asking isn’t what I’m going to do to you, but what the two of you are going to do to each other.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I said loudly. I’m fairly certain that was the first time I had ever used that particular profanity in the presence of my mother.
“Think about it, asshole. I really don’t have too many options now that you’ve seen my face.”
“What do you want from us?” Mom pleaded. “We’ve already given you all of our money. Please just leave us alone! I give you my word that we won’t call the police.”
“Are you finished lady?” He said glaring at her, almost daring her to say another word.
When Mom didn’t speak he continued where he had left off.
“The way I see it, this can go one of two ways,” he said very calmly. “One, I could make the two of you do something so bizarre that you would be too embarrassed to tell anyone about it, including the police.”
“Or two…well…I don’t really think I need to spell that one out for you, do I?” He said as he waved his gun in the air.
“Please just leave us alone,” I pleaded.
“Get up,” he commanded, “Both of you.”
As Mom and I rose to our feet the man took a few steps back so that he was standing at the foot of my mother’s king-size bed.
“Okay, this is what I want you to do,” he said with an evil glare.
Mom clutched my forearm firmly. Judging from the tight grip she had on me I started to think that she might have a panic attack or something.
Looking in our general direction he calmly said, “Strip.”
“What?” I questioned.
“You heard me. Strip,” he demanded. “Both of you!”
I opened my mouth and was only able to say the words “Please don’t…” before he stepped towards me with his gun raised, threatening to hit me in the head again.
“Don’t!” Mom cried out. “Please don’t hit him again. We’ll do whatever you tell us to do.”
Looking down at the ground Mom immediately began to comply with his order and I watched uncomfortably as she began to undress. Starting with her shoes and working her way up, Mom undressed hurriedly until the only thing left was a pair of baby blue bikini style panties and a matching bra. Instinctively she crossed her arms in front of her chest, trying to shield her body from this stranger.
“You too, asshole,” he sneered.
“You son of a bitch,” I grumbled as I proceeded to disrobe.
As soon as I had finished undressing the man looked at Mom and said, “Kiss him.”
I started to speak but before I could say anything the man shouted, “And don’t say a word or else I will knock the shit out of you again!”
Turning back to Mom he repeated himself, saying, “Kiss him.”
With a bit of hesitation, Mom turned in my direction and pressed her lips to the side of my face.
This only seemed to piss the man off even more.
“That’s not what I meant lady and you know it. Kiss him…on the lips.”
“You sick fuck!” I said nervously. “What’s wrong with you?”
Without hesitation the man very calmly said, “One more word out of your son and I swear I will either knock him out or put a bullet in his head lady!”
There was something in his calm demeanor that made me believe his threat.
Mom and I stood there motionless until the man said, “Listen lady. I’m fully aware that a good mother such as yourself will do just about anything to spare their kids from being hurt. So…I’m only going to repeat myself one more time before I take this gun and bash your sons’ pretty little head in. I want you to turn around and kiss him on the lips. And I don’t want to see a short peck on the cheek like before. I want to see a long, slow kiss.”
I started to speak again but before I could say anything Mom put a finger against my lips. She stared at me for the longest time before finally removing it. Using the same finger Mom lovingly brushed some stray hairs away from my face.
We continued to stand there staring at each other until Mom said, “Let’s just get this over with.”
“Buu…”I started to say, but once again she covered my lips to keep me from speaking.
“Close your eyes,” she instructed.
I did as she asked and as soon as my eyes were closed Mom moved a step closer so that our near naked bodies were close enough that I could feel the warmth from her body. With her hand still on the side of my face I smelled her sweet breath as she opened her lips and kissed me.
“Could this really be happening?” I asked myself.
Although our open-mouthed kiss only lasted a few seconds, it felt as though it had lasted an eternity. Quite honestly I think I might have been in a state of shock as our lips parted and I opened my eyes. As we stood there staring into each other’s eyes, I suddenly realized that our bodies were now pressed closely together. Even though we were forced to do so, I got the weird feeling that kissing me had somehow aroused Mom because in all the years I had known her I had never seen that look on her face.
For a moment I nearly forgot that we were being held against our will until the man cleared his throat and said, “That’s a good start, but I need to see more passion…from both of you.”
Mom turned in the man’s direction and pleaded, “Please don’t make us do this.”
“I’m not playing around lady. Do it.”
As she turned to face me, Mom leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
“It’ll be okay, Rob. Let’s just do this so he’ll leave.”
As soon as she said those words I felt her warm mouth lightly graze my sensitive ear.
“Am I reading too much into this or did she do that on purpose?” I asked myself.
I closed my eyes as her lips slowly kissed a path across my cheek until they were once again pressed against my mouth. As she held the sides of my face with her delicate hands, Mom pressed her lips firmly against mine and kissed me passionately. My heart pounding with excitement, I parted my lips and groaned softly as I felt her tongue enter my mouth.
“My God, is this really happening?” I thought to myself.
I have no idea how long the kiss lasted but when Mom finally pulled away and turned her head towards the man, he pointed at me again and told her that she wasn’t finished yet.
By this point I was feeling a mixture of emotions. On one hand I was extremely pissed off that this sick son of a bitch was standing there demanding to watch Mom and I kiss, but on the other hand I was becoming more and more turned on. After all, I was finally kissing the woman I had been lusting after for more than two decades!
“You want a show?” I asked in a somewhat taunting voice. “We’ll give you a show!”
Mom looked at me with a puzzled expression as I placed my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me so that our bodies were pressed together tightly. “Kiss me,” I said as I closed my eyes and leaned forward to press my lips to hers. As we stood there kissing I felt her breasts pressing against my chest. Even though she was wearing a bra, to my surprise I could tell that her nipples were now hard and erect. As her legs rubbed against my thighs gently I felt myself start to get hard.
The longer Mom and I kissed the more I forgot that we were being forced to do so. As my cock got harder and pressed against her belly, I could have sworn I heard Mom groan as our tongues hungrily continued to explore one another’s mouths. For the next minute or two we continued our passionate kiss until I heard the distinctive sound of a camera snapping a picture.
“What in the…” I said.
“Oh, just a little souvenir,” the man said casually as he snapped a second photo with his phone. “You didn’t think I was going to leave here without a little leverage, did you?”
“You’re a sick bastard!” Mom shouted.
“I may be a sick lady, but I’m not the one giving your son a hard on,” he teased.
I hadn’t really thought about it until then, but the fucker was right. My cock was rock hard and standing at full attention. As I attempted to cover my raging hard-on by placing my hands over the front of my boxer briefs, I was embarrassed beyond belief knowing that both of them were now looking at my crotch. Although she didn’t say a word, when I looked up I could tell by the look on Mom’s face that she wasn’t the least bit surprised by what she was seeing. The look on her face seemed to confirm that she had indeed felt my cock pressing against her belly just a few seconds ago and in some way I felt as though she was proud of what she saw.
“Okay, you’ve embarrassed us enough,” Mom begged. “Can we please get dressed?”
“Aahhh, I don’t think so lady,” he said pointing to my groin. “We can’t let your boy walk around with that thing the rest of the day, now can we?”
“Please just leave us alone,” Mom pleaded.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded.
“I didn’t stutter. I said get on your knees!”
While still facing in his direction, Mom did as she was told and dropped to her knees.
“How long has it been since you’ve sucked a cock?” The man teased.
“You heard me right the first time. How long has it been since you’ve sucked cock?”
“A…ummm…long time,” she said nervously.
“How long is a long time? A month? A year? Ten years?”
With her face looking down at the ground, Mom responded so quietly that I barely heard her.
“Twenty years,” she admitted.
“Holy shit lady,” he taunted. “A horny bitch like you hasn’t given head in twenty years? This is definitely going to be good!”
“Please,” Mom begged.
“Turn around and face your son,” he instructed.
“Please…pa…pa…please,” Mom pleaded. “Don’t make me do this.”
The man simply held out his left hand and pointed his index finger towards my cock.
I was staring so intently at the man I didn’t even notice the fact that Mom had done as the man had instructed and was now on her knees directly in front of me. However when I did finally glance down I saw that she was looking at the ground in shame. It was painfully obvious that Mom was trying to delay the inevitable as long as she could.
“You know what to do,” he said sternly.
Mom turned around and pleaded; offering to do anything, even saying that she would “take care of him” if he wouldn’t force her do it to me. He simply scoffed at her proposal and demanded that she remove my underwear and suck my cock.
As Mom nervously reached for the elastic waistband of my black boxer briefs, I took her hands in mine and stared into her eyes.
“Don’t try and stop her, buddy, or I will mess you up so bad that she won’t recognize you when I’m finished!”
Before I could say anything, Mom pushed my hands aside and grasped the waistband of my boxer briefs with her fingers. Mom calmly whispered, “It’s okay” as she started to pull downward. Too uncomfortable to watch, I closed my eyes as Mom removed my cotton shorts and my cock sprang forth in front of her face. I reopened my eyes a second or two later when Mom calmly instructed me to lift my feet one at a time so she could take my briefs all the way off. As soon as she had tossed my briefs aside Mom closed her eyes as she braced herself against me by placing her hands on my thighs.
“Do it lady. Suck that cock!” He demanded.
What happened next will be etched in my memory for as long as I live. Hearing the man yell at her once again seemed to snap Mom out of some sort of a daydream. As bad as it sounds, I couldn’t help but watch as Mom’s trembling hand grasped my rigid shaft and then guided the bulbous head towards her mouth.
“Oh shit,” I groaned as my cock slid inside her warm mouth.
“You see there, lady. That isn’t so bad, is it?” He mocked as he snapped another photo with his phone.
For the next few minutes Mom did as she was told, but as you can imagine it seemed as though she was simply going through the motions. Her movements seemed forced, reserved, and somewhat mechanical. She was holding back and everyone in the room knew it.
After just a few more minutes it became painfully obvious that Mom was beginning to try the man’s patience.
He finally shouted, “Stop being so shy, lady. I want you to suck that cock as if your life depends on it.”
“Please stop trying to humiliate her,” I begged.
When Mom abruptly pulled away and started to speak the man interrupted before she could get a word out.
“I’ll tell you what,” he said matter-of-factly. “And I’m only doing this because I’m feeling particularly generous. If it will help you to relax, I’ll let the two of you get in the bed and you can cover up with one of the sheets.”
Without a second’s hesitation, Mom immediately released my cock and rose to her feet.
“Thank you,” she said.
I found myself covering my engorged cock with my hands as I stood and watched Mom pull back the comforter and sheets before climbing onto the bed. I was somewhat surprised when she patted a spot on the bed in front of her and said, “Come here sweetie.”
I did as instructed and laid down on the bed. As I propped my head up with a couple of pillows, Mom started to position herself between my legs.
“Quite fucking around and suck his cock,” the man demanded.
Without needing to be told twice, Mom pulled the white sheet over her head and draped it over the lower half of my body. For a second I thought that she might try and fool the guy by pretending to suck me off under the sheet, but my suspicions were quickly proven false when I felt her hand grasp the shaft of my cock and begin to stroke it slowly. My entire body trembled when I felt her mouth engulf the head again.
I moaned, “Oh shit,” as she started moving her mouth and fist in unison with one another. Even though she was being forced to do it, I couldn’t help but lie back and enjoy the special attention she was giving me.
After only a couple minutes the man cleared his throat and spoke loud enough so Mom was certain to hear him and he wouldn’t have to repeat himself. “Come on lady. Suck it like you mean it. Show your son how much you love him and his big cock.”
The next thing I know Mom’s head started to bob up and down on my cock rather quickly and she became quite animated by making loud slurping sounds.
“That’s it, lady,” the man encouraged. “Suck your son’s cock.”
As wrong as it was, by this point I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. Although I had been lusting after my mother since I was a teenager, I never dreamed anything like this would actually happen. When I heard Mom begin to moan and then verbally encourage me to cum, I knew right then and there that I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer before I unloaded in her mouth. As much as I wanted to cum though, I held back as long as I could, trying to savor the moment for as long as possible.
I was just about to the point where I couldn’t hold out much longer when I was jolted back to reality by a very distinctive sound that rose from the first floor of my parents’ home. The front door had just slammed shut. When I opened my eyes I saw that the man was no longer standing at the foot of the bed.
Although her lips remained wrapped around the head of my cock, it was apparent Mom had heard the door shut also because her movements came to a screeching halt.
As much as I didn’t want her to stop, I finally lifted the sheet up and saw that Mom’s eyes were open and she was looking up at me.
“Is he gone?” she said quietly after she had removed her mouth from me.
“Yeah, I think he left,” I said. “But I’ll check to make sure.”
I got up quickly and bounced into the next room. When I opened the blinds to one of the large hallway windows, I saw the man get into his truck and then hastily pull out of my parents’ driveway.
As I walked back into the bedroom I couldn’t help but notice that Mom had gotten up from the bed and was now sitting on the floor.
“Is he gone?” She asked.
“Yes,” I said with a sigh of relief.
By this time my mind was racing a thousand miles a minute and I hadn’t even thought to cover myself. It wasn’t until I saw Mom’s eyes wonder down to my crotch that I realized I was still naked and hard as a rock.
“It looks like you’ve got a bit of a problem there,” she said sarcastically.
“Oh my God, Mom,” I mumbled as I bent down to reach for my clothes that were in a pile on the floor. “I’m sorry. I’ll…uhh…get my stuff and go into the other room and get dressed.”
Before I could move Mom reached for my hand.
When I turned towards her and our eyes met, she patted the side of the bed and said, “Sit down.”
“Just sit down, Rob,” she said calmly.
I did as she asked and anxiously sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as I was seated Mom got on her knees in front of me and used her hands to gently pry my legs apart.
“What are you doing?” I asked nervously.
You can’t imagine how surprised I was when she took my cock in her hand and started to stroke it slowly.
“You are so close, baby,” she said as she stared intently at my crotch.
“But, Mom,” I moaned.
“Shhhh,” she whispered as her gaze moved from my cock to my eyes. “Don’t say anything or I might lose my nerve.”
That’s when I noticed a serious, but slightly seductive expression form on her face.
I moaned when I felt her start to pump my cock.
“This can be our little secret, okay?”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“You need this, baby,” she said seductively. “Just relax and let me take care of it for you.”
What she did next totally caught me off guard.
As she continued to stroke my shaft slowly, she used her free hand to push my legs even farther apart. Before I knew what was happening, she had lowered her head a bit and then took one of my large testicles in her mouth.
I couldn’t help but cry out, “Oh fuck,” when I felt her tongue begin to swirl around my clean shaven sack.
“Mmmmm,” I heard her moan.
When I placed my hands on the sides of her face Mom instinctively opened her eyes and looked up at me. Without breaking eye contact, I watched in utter amazement as she lovingly bathed my clean-shaven balls with her warm mouth and pink tongue.
“Oh God, Mom,” I moaned. “That feels so good.”
I almost couldn’t believe what I was witnessing.
Eventually I closed my eyes and allowed myself to enjoy the unbelievable pleasure that she was giving me. In all of my years I couldn’t remember one single time when I had been this turned on. I couldn’t help but whimper like a baby as Mom continued to lick and suck my sensitive testicles before eventually moving on and giving me the best blowjob I had ever experienced. Just as the man had instructed earlier, she was sucking my cock as if her life depended on it.
“Oh Mom, that feels so good,” I groaned over and over again.
Instinctively my hips began to rise up and down on the bed in the same tempo as her movements. My hips rocked as she repeatedly took me all the way down to the base and then back up to the tip.
“Oh fuck, Mom. You’re going to make me cum,” I cried out.
“Mmmpphh,” Mom moaned, her mouth completely filled with my seven-inch cock.
As my hips continued to rise up and down, I couldn’t help but groan loudly as I felt my balls tighten. By this time it was fairly obvious that I was about to cum and Mom surprised me by not backing away. As a matter of fact, she became even more animated with the knowledge that her son was about to climax.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I grasped the back of her head and pushed it down even further onto my cock, urging her to go as deep as she could. She gagged just a bit but recovered quickly. Before I knew it she had swallowed all of me right down to the base.
Seconds later the inevitable happened. My legs began to tremble, my body went rigid, and my hips thrust upward as I erupted, shooting warm cum into her mouth. Mom made a slight gurgling sound and for a millisecond I actually felt bad for what I was doing. But any feelings of guilt were soon wiped away by her enthusiasm. As my cock squirted and throbbed against the back of her throat, Mom never wavered, but instead continued to furiously pump the shaft. I came harder than I ever cum before and every time Mom pumped her fist another shot of cum would shoot into her mouth. She was so enthusiastic it was almost as if she couldn’t get enough. My climax lasted what seemed like an eternity and Mom seemed to enjoy every second of it.
After one final thrust of my hips, I had nothing left and fell back onto the bed gasping for breath. I couldn’t help but look down and watch as Mom seductively let my cock slip from her mouth. I groaned in approval when, instead of stopping, she began to lovingly lick my balls and the sensitive underside of the shaft.
“You came so hard,” she said aloud as she rose from her knees and slowly kissed a path up my body until she was lying on top of me.
“That was…you were…incredible,” I murmured as she pressed her warm body against mine.
For the next several moments we simply laid there staring into each other’s eyes, wondering what each other was thinking. When I simply couldn’t take it anymore, I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to hers.
“Oh Rob, it’s been so long,” she whimpered into my mouth. Although I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue, oddly enough it turned me on like nothing I had experienced before. As our passionate kiss continued, I could feel my semi-hard cock coming back to life and press against her panties.
“I love you,” I whispered as I began to kiss her passionately.
“Oh baby, I love you too,” she groaned. “Kiss me. I don’t want you to ever stop kissing me.”
Even though I had just come, I was so turned on with the realization that my lifelong fantasy of fucking my mother might actually come true; my cock was soon hard as a rock. But although I desperately wanted to fuck her, I decided that I was going to take full advantage of this situation and do something that I had fantasized about doing since I was a teenager. I wanted to taste her pussy.
After we had moved to the middle of the bed and switched positions so that I was now on top, I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, reassuring her that I loved her and telling her that I thought she was the sexiest woman in the world. Mom reacted to my words by moving her hips up off the bed slightly so that my cock was pressing firmly into her crotch. It was obvious she wanted this just as badly as I did and there was no way I was going to let this opportunity slip away.
Without another word, I slowly kissed a path from her neck down to her chest. Sensing what I had in mind, Mom shamelessly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra and then tossed it aside. This was the first time I had seen her small but firm breasts since an encounter in my teens when I had accidentally walked in on her while she took a bath. Just as I remembered, her areolas were pinkish-colored and her bright red nipples were extremely long and pointy.
Without breaking eye contact, I could barely believe Mom’s boldness as she placed her hand on the back of my head and guided me to her soft breast.
“Ohhh!” Mom gasped as she watched her nipple disappear between my lips. My tongue swirled around her erect nub over and over again. It was rather obvious that Mom was highly aroused and once again I couldn’t help but wonder how long it had been since she had had sex (with dad or any other man).
With her hand still on the back of my head holding my mouth to her breast, Mom groaned loudly as her torso rose up off the bed a bit. I simply couldn’t help myself and before long I was licking and sucking both of her elongated nipples as if I would never have this opportunity again. She cried out over and over again as I alternated between sucking her nipples, flicking them with my tongue, and pulling on them lightly with my teeth.
When I was absolutely sure she was ready for more, I rose up and kissed her on the lips. Mom moaned as our tongues dueled inside her mouth.
“Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?” she questioned as our lips separated.
Without answering, I lovingly kissed a path down her long torso, stopping briefly to once again lick and suck her erect nipples. It wasn’t very long before my mouth was pressed against the waistband of her silky panties and when I looked up I saw Mom staring down at me with a rather intense look. Offering no protest, she placed her hand on the back of my head and lovingly ran her fingers through my hair as I pressed my face into her.
Mom continued to show no signs of reluctance as my mouth moved lower and was less than an inch away from the spot where my life had begun. I inhaled her womanly scent deeply and marveled at how good she smelled. When Mom opened her legs slightly I glanced up and saw that she was still staring at me. While maintaining eye contact, I boldly pressed my mouth firmly against the crotch of her panties. I got the reaction I was looking for when her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell back on her pillow. “Oh baby,” she moaned.
I could feel her wetness and was taken aback by how saturated her panties had become. In all honesty, I have never been with a woman who had gotten so wet so quickly.
When I placed my hands on the sides of her panties and started to pull downward, Mom didn’t resist. To the contrary, her hips rose up off the bed which made it easier for me to remove them. Tossing her panties aside, I laid flat on the bed between her legs and stared at the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. With the exception of a closely trimmed area directly around her vagina, Mom had a thick mound of silky black pubic hair. Her clit was red, somewhat engorged, and looked like it desperately needed to be touched. Her labia were puffy and dark pink. I couldn’t help but groan seeing the gooey white substance seeping from her hole and onto the sheets.
Mom arched her back and cried out when my tongue first touched her clit. Seeing how eager she was for more I gave her a firm lick with the flat of my tongue…and then another. As I l began to lap at the soft velvety folds I looked up and saw her big brown eyes watching me intently. I smiled as I continued to lick her and without warning suddenly buried my tongue deep inside her. Mom gasped loudly. Seconds later her hips rose off the bed and her thighs seemed to grip my head between them. As I fucked her slowly with my tongue she encouraged me by guiding my head with her hand.
Any reservations or inhibitions that Mom may have had were scattered to the four winds.
Seeing her engorged clit standing at full attention I held it in my mouth, lashing at it mercilessly with a side-to-side motion of my tongue.
Within a short time Mom’s breathing became quite heavy as I took my time to explore every crevice and fold of her pussy. I was bound and determined to give her the most intense feeling of pleasure she had ever experienced.
Although I would have liked to have explored her pussy for hours, I could sense her orgasm building. Knowing that she was so close, I put all my efforts into taking her the rest of the way. Once more I swirled my tongue around her swollen clit and then went down and dipped it back inside her center. Mom cried out as I pushed my tongue in even deeper and began fucking her pussy with it, drawing her sweet nectar into my mouth. When I felt Mom tense up I moved my mouth up to lightly flick my tongue across her clit again.
Mom cried out loudly.
Knowing she was on the brink of a rather intense climax I immediately engulfed her clit with my mouth and gently sucked on it. As her hips began to gyrate up and down Mom grasped the fitted mattress sheet and panted loudly.
The dam suddenly burst and mom howled in ecstasy.
“Ohhh God!” she screamed as I swirled my tongue in tight circles around her swollen clit.
As surge after surge of unbelievable bliss rippled through her body, it was obvious that Mom was caught up in a hedonistic riptide of pleasure that she hadn’t experienced in decades. Any ideas we may have had about this being wrong or immoral were completely shattered.
As her climax abated, Mom’s body collapsed onto the bed. Her entire body seemed to be trembling from the prolonged attack and her breathing was quick and ragged.
Rising up from between her legs, I slowly kissed my way up her soft body until I was lying on top of her, careful to support most of my weight with my elbows.
“That was incredible…” She panted. I could feel her breasts rising up and down from her labored breathing.
Up until this point a million different thoughts had been buzzing around my brain. My biggest fear was that Mom would suddenly regret what we had done thus far and wouldn’t want to go any further. After just a few moments of allowing her to recover from her orgasm, I decided to press my luck and see how far she was willing to go.
Rising up I got on my knees between her legs and stared down at her body that was spread out before me. Mom looked up and gave me a rather intense look as I used my fingers to move some of the sweat-drenched hair from the sides of her flushed face. I watched as her beautiful brown eyes moved from my face, down my body, until her gaze was focused solely on my erect cock.
Any fears I may have had about Mom not being interested in fucking were quickly set aside when I felt both of her hands between my legs. I couldn’t help but look down and watch as she massaged my balls with one hand as she rubbed the tip of my cock against her pussy with the other.
After just a few seconds of teasing, Mom abruptly lifted her long legs off the bed and placed her feet on my shoulders.
I continued to watch as she lifted her hips up higher and then used her right hand to grasp my cock so that it was firmly pressed between the lips of her swollen labia. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly when I pressed forward a bit, causing my cock to breach her tight opening.
Mom’s legs dropped from my shoulders as I lowered my torso so that our sweat dampened bodies were once again pressed against each other’s.
“Oh,” Mom whimpered as I pressed myself inside her womanhood. “Take me baby.”
Not needing to be told twice, I drove my cock deep into my mother’s soaking wet pussy.
Mom grunted, “So deep,” as she felt my cock slide effortlessly inside her.
When I was as deep inside her as I could go, I waited until her eyes opened again before I whispered, “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to do this?”
“Mmmmm, no,” she whimpered. “Tell me.”
I purposely delayed my response as our movements became slow and deliberate.
“Tell me,” she begged.
“Do you remember that time you watched me masturbate?” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh Rob,” she cried into my ear. “Yes…but I didn’t know you saw me.”
“Mmmm, yes, I saw you. And I came so hard knowing that you were watching.”
Without saying a word, Mom’s right hand suddenly grasped my ass, pulling me in deeper.
“Take me, baby,” Mom encouraged right before her head rose up off the pillow and she engulfed one of my nipples in her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned, feeling her warm tongue twirling around the sensitive nub.
After a few seconds Mom’s head fell back on the bed and she pulled me down on top of her. I slid my arms beneath her back and allowed the full weight of my body to press firmly against hers. I couldn’t help but moan, feeling her sweaty body pressed against mine. With my face now nuzzled into her neck, we moaned as our hips began to move in a very slow, deliberate manner. Mom grunted as she wrapped her legs around my hips, drawing me even deeper into her.
“Say it,” I whispered in her ear.
“What?” She asked as our bodies continued to move together in unison.
“Tell me what I know you’re dying to say.”
When she didn’t respond I encouraged her again by saying, “Say it, Mom. Tell me that you want me to fuck you.”
Mom responded by moaning loudly and increasing the movements of her hips.
As I increased the tempo of my thrusts to match hers, Mom grunted in my ear, “Oh, yes.”
“Say it,” I encouraged her a fourth time.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I lifted her ass up off the bed with my hands and began to thrust wildly.
“Oh, yes,” she cried. “Fuu…”
“Say it,” I pleaded. “I want to hear you use that word.”
“Fuck me baby,” she whimpered in my ear. “Fuck my pussy.”
You can’t imagine how turned on it made me to hear my Sunday School teaching Southern Baptist mother using the words fuck and pussy for the first time. It was especially exciting given the fact that she was using them in the context that she was, begging me (her son) to fuck her.
Having already come once, I wasn’t worried about being quick so I cut loose and gave her what she asked for.
“That’s it baby, fuck me. Don’t ever stop fucking me!” She begged as I assaulted her pussy with everything I had.
This continued for the next several minutes until Mom abruptly stopped and pushed me off of her.
Seeing my disappointment, Mom gave me a playful smile before instructing me to lie on my back. I quickly did as she had requested and then watched as she moved her leg over my body so that she was now straddling me. I groaned feeling the heat of her pussy pressing against my groin. Her facial expression changed almost immediately as she lifted herself higher, grasped my cock, and then let her weight go, driving my cock deep within her womb.
“Ummph,” she grunted.
Although she was fully implanted on my cock, Mom remained motionless for the next several seconds. When she simply couldn’t take it any longer, Mom leaned down and kissed me, forcing her tongue deep into my mouth. I moaned in agreement when her hips eventually began to rock up and down on me.
I didn’t move for the longest time and allowed her to use my cock however she wished. I remained still, contend to just lie there and enjoy the pleasure of being inside the one pussy that was supposed to be strictly off limits.
I tried to be patient but when I couldn’t take it any more I reached around with both hands and grasped her wide hips. When I pulled down on her hips hard and impaled her on my throbbing cock, Mom mumbled something incoherent. Almost immediately she began thrusting her pussy so hard into my cock that it felt as though I was balls deep every time she came down on me.
“Oh fuck, Rob,” she grunted.
It wasn’t very long before I sensed that she was very close to another climax. Intuitively I began to move my hips, timing my thrusts to meet hers.
Within a matter of seconds Mom cried in my ear, “Oh baby. Oh Rob. You’re going to make me cum.”
I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust my hips as hard and as fast as I could. Mom squealed with every hard thrust and her smallish breasts swayed up and down in front of me. Knowing that it would likely send her over the edge, I took one of her tits in my mouth and began licking and sucking the elongated nipple. Mom reacted by putting her hands on my shoulders and began bouncing wildly, riding me like there was no tomorrow. Mom’s eyes were closed tightly, but her lips were parted as she moaned while riding her son.
She looked so incredibly sexy.
All of a sudden Mom cried out and begged me to keep fucking her as her own body seemed to convulse.
“Ooohhh,” she grunted. “I’m cumming!”
I continued to thrust my hips, pounding away at her sweet pussy as it shuddered around my cock. I was literally fucking her harder than I had ever fucked anyone before, as if I might never have this chance again.
“Oh baby,” she panted as her sweat-drenched body collapsed on top of mine. “So good.”
I lay still for the next few moments and allowed her to recover from a rather intense climax. As her breathing slowed I thought for a second that she had actually fallen asleep. When I simply couldn’t wait any longer started move my hips slowly, thrusting myself into her. When Mom moaned in agreement, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer against me. She cooed when I lifted my hips and started driving my cock into her. With each passing moment, my thrusts became progressively harder and quicker and it wasn’t very long before we were once again fucking like a couple of animals in heat. I couldn’t believe how good her pussy felt and as much as I wanted this moment to last, I could feel another orgasm building up within me.
Before long I was close to the point of no return and without realizing it I began to whimper in Mom’s ear, telling her that I was about to cum.
“Go ahead, baby,” she whispered in my ear. “Cum. Cum for me.”
Instinctively my hips began to move harder and faster as I neared my release. When I felt Mom’s mouth around my left nipple and her tongue begin to swirl around the hardened nub, it triggered one of the most intense orgasms that I’ve ever experienced.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out as my cum squirted deep inside her womanhood.
“Oh, yes baby,” she moaned, feeling my cock pulsate inside her. “I can feel you cumming.”
Mom moaned and whimpered in my ear with each of my thrusts.
“That’s it sweetie. Cum in me.”
As I continued to thrust my hips up and down off the bed, Mom moaned in my ear telling me how much she loved feeling my cum squirt inside her.
When I was completely spent and had nothing left, Mom took over by clamping her pussy around my cock firmly and then moving up and down on me a couple of times to milk every last drop of cum.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned loudly.
After a few seconds I wrapped my arms around her and held her sweaty body close to mine.
“That was incredible,” I groaned as I tried to catch my breath.
We laid there for the longest time, holding each other tightly, neither of us saying a word. I was deep in thought, replaying the events of the afternoon over in my head, and I had to assume that she was doing the same thing.
After what seemed like an eternity, she broke the long silence by whispering, “Rob?”
“I’m sorry,” she said with her face still buried in my neck. “I feel so ashamed.”
“What are you ashamed of?” I asked.
“I should have stopped…you know… when he left. But I couldn’t help myself.”
“It’s okay,” I assured her as I pulled her closer to me.
“But it was so wrong,” she insisted. “There had to be something I could have done to prevent this from happening.”
“He forced us to do it,” I assured her.
“But I should have stopped when he left.”
“But I didn’t want you to, remember?”
While it only seemed natural for her to eventually have to deal with these feelings, I was surprised by how quickly her mind had switched gears and that she had already begun to dwell on the fact that we had just engaged in incest. I knew right then and there that if this were ever going to happen again I needed to ease her conscience.
While carefully considering my reply, I started to run my fingers slowly along her hips and the small of her back. I couldn’t help but smile, wondering if she even realized that my semi-hard cock was still inside her.
“Can I be honest with you?” I whispered.
“I didn’t want you to stop,” I said calmly.
“I didn’t,” I assured her. “And I got the feeling that you enjoyed doing it almost as much as I enjoyed you doing it to me.”
“You can’t tell me that you didn’t feel something too?” I asked.
“Of course I felt something,” she whispered. “But that doesn’t make it right.”
“I wasn’t making that up earlier…you know…about me wanting you since I was a teenager. I’ve wanted this for so long, Mom.”
“I really don’t know,” I said. “It’s hard to explain but what I can tell you is that there is no one else in this world that I’ve ever wanted as badly as you.”
Continuing to caress her bare flesh I said, “And maybe I’m wrong about this, but deep down I think that you’ve wanted me for a long time also.”
“Rob…” she purred into my neck.
“I loved kissing you,” I whispered seductively in her ear right before I took her earlobe in my mouth and softly sucked on it.
Mom whimpered into my neck.
“I loved tasting you,” I said.
“Ohhh,” she moaned.
“And I loved it when you took me in your mouth…”
Continuing, I said, “And I loved making love to you, feeling our bodies joined together.”
“I loved it too,” she whispered softly.
“Please don’t tell me we have to stop,” I said boldly.
“Oh, Rob,” she whimpered.
“I’m serious,” I whispered into her ear. “I don’t want to stop.”
“Are you talking about right now, or in the future?”
“Both,” I said as I moved my hips up slightly, driving my semi-hard cock as far inside her as it would go.
“Ooohhh,” she whimpered.
“I think this could be sooo good,” I assured her as I kissed her cheek softly. “We could do this as often as we want and no one would ever suspect a thing.”
“Ohh,” she purred into my neck.
“No one would ever have to know about our secret,” I assured her.
“Do you swear that you will never tell a soul?” She asked.
“I swear,” I assured her as I placed my hands on her backside and pulled her down so that my shrinking cock wouldn’t come out.
“I love you,” I whispered as I placed one of my hands on her face and moved it so that she was facing me. “And I want to make love to you as often as possible.”
“I love you too,” she said without making eye contact.
“Kiss me,” I said.
When she didn’t respond I leaned up and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Oh I love kissing you,” she whimpered as she pressed her lips firmly against mine.
“Anything else?” I asked.
“Oohh baby…you have no idea how much I love the way you feel inside me,” she panted as she wiggled her hips. “No one has ever made me feel this way before.”
“How did I make you feel?” I asked inquisitively.
“No one has ever…you know…made me cum so hard.”
“Please tell me that we don’t have to stop,” I begged.
“Are you sure about this?” She asked.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”