Mother must decide what’s best for her son

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I was afraid to take my lips off hers because I thought the world might end or worse, she’d never let me kiss or touch her again. I wanted to tell her I loved her but I didn’t want to stop kissing her. If nothing better would ever happen to me I thought I could live off that moment. Whatever happened later, shame… anger… recriminations… I still would know that I kissed her and she kissed me back.

I was afraid to take the initiative but my mother stood and took off her robe. She pulled the remaining shoulder strap down and her second perfect breast was exposed. I was tongue-tied and mom said nothing. With a half smile she stripped me and pulled down her bridal-white panties. She turned and held the breakfast bar and I was mesmerized by the full round globes of her ass.

I wasn’t sure if she was showing me or inviting me. I knew she had stopped Paul so why would she let me? I was nervous enough to shatter the silence with my stupid question, “Can I be in you, mom?”

The only word my mother would utter came out then. “Yes.” She said.

As I clumsily tried to enter her, my mother reached through her legs to direct my stiff pole into her pussy. I slid in past the wet lips and pushed up in short strokes as more of my cock disappeared into the opening of my wild imaginings. I said, “Mom… mom… mom… ” as I felt myself move deeper between my mother’s legs. I heard her grunt as the last few inches of my cock filled her and my balls rested on her ass.

She made “Mmmmm… ” sounds as she ground and pushed and shook her ass into me. She reached under and both of us moaned louder when she took my balls in her hand and massaged them. As I almost involuntarily began stroking into her pussy she put her hand back on the bar for balance.

I told her, “I wanted to do this for so long mama… to touch you and kiss you… and be in your pussy.” She didn’t respond verbally but did increase her pushing back to meet my thrusts into her. I was inside my mother’s pussy and each stoke notched me up higher. Her soft flesh gloved my hard flesh and when I stayed in her so deep and still, I couldn’t tell which was which.

I wanted to hear her tell me how good it felt to have my cock in her; I took consolation in her soft moans. After stroking my full length into her from a few different angles, I heard her taking quick short breaths and then a high pitched closed mouthed sound came out announcing what I thought must be her orgasm.

It was just fortunate timing because there was nothing I could have done to stop from coming at that moment anyway. I gave her a few long hard thrusts and then I released a burst of cum into my mother’s pussy and held on to her hips for dear life. It was the first time I came inside a woman and the woman was my mother and my legs shook as stream followed stream into my mama’s belly.

As I finished I wrapped her in my arms and stayed inside her pussy as long as I could. I kissed her back and neck and told her I loved her. When she didn’t respond I began to wonder what she was going to do. High on my list was kill me… scream… accuse me of … God no… I would never hurt her… I didn’t force her… did I? I panicked and she must have heard in my voices as I began squeezing her shoulders and arms saying, Mom… mom… mom…?”

She turned and I came out of her and she said, “It’s okay honey… it’s okay.” She kissed me and put her hand on my wet dick burying her face in my neck. I was relieved. She took her robe and hurriedly went into the bathroom. I heard the tub filling and I stood at the door for about ten minutes listening to sounds of her preparing and entering the bath.

I was still nervous and worried and about a thousand other words when I knocked on the door. She told me to come in and I didn’t know if I should look or not look, as she lay naked in the bath. “Mom I… ” was all I could manage and she told me to come sit by her. I sat on the rug and she smiled as she ran her hand over my hair.

“Sweetheart… were you a virgin before we… made love?” I nodded ‘yes’. “Oh God… ” she breathed out. “I hope I didn’t spoil something that should be special for a young man.”

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