How my mother and I started our affair, I moved back in with my parents after finishing college because I was waiting for some job offers to come through and didn’t want to waste money on an apartment. Not the most ideal position for a 22 year old, but sometimes you do what you have to.
My parents had redone a lot of the house and let me have their old room. I had to clear some stuff and set it up to my preference, but I didn’t much mind since I only planned on staying here temporarily. I eventually got around to clearing out the closet, and there it was.
I couldn’t believe my luck when I had found it – a whole cache of porn that my parents had all but forgotten. I was really starting to develop my sexual hunger and hadn’t really been focused on chasing girls or sought much exposure to social environments that would allow me to. Mostly, it was because I bought in to staying focused at school a little too much.
I mean, I’ve had my sexual encounters before. I had the same girlfriend my sophomore and junior year in college, sure. Outside of that, a hook up here and there, but nothing outrageous.
But, damnit, I loved cumming. I love looking at a voluptuous woman and going through the fantasies and what I would want them to do to me.
That’s why this stack of porn was such a treasure trove.
In the year before I left for college (I graduated at 18 and took a year off after high school), my mom would actually give me a magazine here and there and would talk pretty openly about sex with me. She encouraged me to look at the magazines because she wanted me to be sexually knowledgeable since she thought it was important for a young man to be. These conversations shaped my sexual tastes and appetite.
She was an average looking woman, honestly. But, to me, she was beautiful. She stands about 5’7″ with a thick build. She certainly was voluptuous; I couldn’t tell you her measurements… although, I did know that she wore a 34F bra size. I knew that because she asked me to come into the room one day because wanted my help with something.
There she was in jeans and just a bra.
“What do you think?”
I immediately blurted out, “Those are nice…” I was staring right at her tits and I could feel the blood rushing to my face – and my dick.
“I know, I love these jeans! I just got them! Do they look right on me?” She started to do a spin so I could see them from all sides. I was loving how her hips were looking in those jeans.
Her wide hips gave a wonderful platform for her full butt. Her breasts sagged a bit; but, they were firm, full, and heavy. Her skin had an almost permanent tan from being a beach bum most of her adult life and her long brown hair complimented her crystal green eyes. I was getting lost from looking at her.
“Was that all, mom?”
“Yea, thank you, sweetie.”
I went straight to my room, shut the door, laid down, and barely had my cock in my own hand before I started cumming. I wanted her.
I was starting to realize that I found her sexy.
I recalled a moment while laying in my bed where we were having a conversation about being able to perform in bed and she had looked at me a certain way that started something for me.
She wasn’t wearing anything overly provocative or showing me her breasts (yet), it was more her mannerism. She smirked and said, “women love a man who can perform in the bedroom. It’s not just about how big your dick is, you need to know how to put it in her right.”
My mother was so sultry in that moment. The conversation went on and actually got pretty intimate as I started asking her things that she had liked and she would openly tell me. That moment was the culminating moment where I started to look at my mother differently.
I got hard again thinking about that night, and what I just saw earlier, and barely got any stokes in before I shot cum all over myself and my bed and eventually drifted off in a very content sleep.
Then there was the moment she caught me and our relationship really went somewhere different – it was the moment she caught me jacking off… and saw me cum.
I was staying in for the night and I had picked out a VHS tape from my porn cache and had it playing on the TV across the room while I lay on my fouton bed stroking myself. Dad wasn’t home and mom was going to be out late, so I didn’t even think to lock the door or even hide under the covers like I normally did. I was completely naked and felt free to fully enjoy this session.
The movie ended up being about a mother who found that she lusted for her son and eventually starts sleeping with him. I was at the part where the mom finally made a move and started seducing her son. It had me going. My dick never felt so hard. I kept thinking about how badly I wanted my mother bent over in front of me moaning from me thrusting in her. I picked up the pace and the ecstasy was washing over me as I closed my eyes and whispered loudly, “oh, mommy! I want to cum!” I could feel my orgasm rising up my cock about to burst –
Then the door burst open and everything froze.
There was my mother. I guess she was home now and came in to tell me something.
I didn’t even let go of my cock as I watched her take in the situation. As embarrassing as it was, I could swear my dick got harder as my mom realized I was masturbating to mom and son porn. What didn’t help anything was that her shirt was a low v-neck that showed her cleavage well.
I didn’t know what to do, so I just started stroking my cock again while she looked down at me. The door was right at the foot of my bed, so she was literally standing over me. She was frozen in place and I was now staring at her tits and jacking off.
It was so surreal. I mean, here I am completely naked and jacking off with my mother watching me. The way I was laying had my feet towards the door, so she definitely had a full view and the knowledge of that turned me on even more. Every time she broke eye contact to look at my cock in my hand made feel proud in a perverted sense.
A part of me felt sorry for what I was doing, but something else told me that this was a moment I had to seize.
I kept looking at her tits while I jacked off and I could feel my orgasm from coming back up through my cock. My mother still hasn’t moved and is, at this point, completely fixated on my cock. Her mouth was hanging open in shock and all I could think about was her swallowing my cum.
I had so many desires firing off all at once, I couldn’t control myself. I was molesting myself in front of my mother and wanted her to know that I wanted her. Before I could process the thought I blurted out, “Mom! I want you! Let me see your tits! They’re so hot! I want to cum on your tits! Show me!”
As if she wasn’t in enough shock, she was taken aback with that statement. Even I didn’t recognize myself when saying it. I couldn’t read the expression on her face as she finally entered all the way into my room. It seemed stern and I was pretty certain that I just blew it.
“What you’re doing is wrong,” she said in a deliberate manner.
Yea, pretty sure I’m in serious trouble at this point.
“But… I know you’re close to cumming.”
I stumbled on my words as I stopped .
“I can see your precum.”
I just stayed silent. I wanted her to say more about me cumming.
“I can’t blame you, this is my fault. What, with me walking around the house is my underwear in front of you for so many years when we were home alone. I knew you were trying to see more, and I never stopped.”
I started stroking my cock again slowly. “Yea,” I replied, “I would run to my room and jack off to you every time.”
“I know,” she replied. “I set you up for this, if anything. Besides, this has been the most exciting thing to happen to me in a while. Sexually, I mean.”
She walked around to the side of my bed and took a seat next me as I’m still laying down. She looks me in the eye for moment before glancing at my cock, which is still in my hand, and looking back at me. “I know you’re a fucking pervert,” she said accusingly. “But, so am I…”
In what seemed like one motion, she pulled hand off my cock and grabs the base of my shaft. She ran her hand up and down my erection a few times when she stated, “I want to see you cum. But, first…”
She leaned in with purpose and put her lips around the tip of my dick. Her mouth was so warm and soft. I could feel her tongue working around the head, massaging it. I was in heaven. She started bobbing her head gently while working her tongue aggressively. My orgasm started racing back.
She wanted to taste my cum, so I let go all control. I instinctively grabbed the back of her head as I thrusted into her mouth. My cock started pulsating and I could feel my cum shooting into her mouth. She was moaning with satisfaction. I was trembling with ecstasy, I couldn’t even make a sound I was orgasming so hard. Then, as suddenly as I came, my body went limp and I just lay there.
My mother didn’t stop, but my dick was still hard and she was still working her mouth around it which sent sparks of pleasure. She pulled my cock out of her mouth long enough to swallow before she licked the rest of the cum off me and swallowed it all up.
I couldn’t comprehend what just happened. It went by so fast. I was out of breath. I loved what just happened, but at the same time, I felt dirty. But, before I could really think about much else, my mother reached into her shirt and pulled her tits out.
She did it with purpose, and when they were both out I couldn’t believe it. I had seen them before when I would spy on her here and there, but here they were in front of me.
“I’ve always had a suspicion that you were jacking off to me.” She glances over at the TV that’s still playing the incestous porno, “or at least the thought of me.”
I don’t know why, but I felt like I was in trouble.
“It’s okay, a part of me has been putting on a show for you. You remember the night where I was folding laundry in red lingerie with my tank top folded up? I could see you looking in my window. I was expecting you. I knew you thought I couldn’t see you because it was night, but I could see you. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on at the time.”
I knew which time she was talking about. I would go out in the back yard and look in her window sometimes to spy on her when dad was gone. It started after high school when all my friends mostly moved away and I didn’t have too many exciting things to do.
One night she was folding laundry and wearing a tan tank top with red thong panties. I was outside to get something from the garage when I looked over and saw her. Again, dad wasn’t home. I walked close to the window to get a better look.
I was instantly turned on and put my hand down my pants to stroke my erection. She was so hot. Without explanation, she had pulled up the front of her tank top half way over her 34F breasts, revealing her matching red bra. I couldn’t take anymore and ran back inside to my room to jack off.
“I want to watch you jack off to me,” she said, snapping me back to reality.
She got up and moved over to my computer chair where she sat down and undid the front of her pants. She reached in and started playing with herself.
“I want to see you do it. Spray cum at the thought of fucking me. Think of me getting wet to this, think of how you’d love to be in mommy’s pussy.”
My erection came back quick as ever. I watched my mother play with herself while she watched me stroke my cock. I loved how her big boobs were just there, pressed together intentionally to make me hornier.
“Do you want to cum on them?”
“Yes,” I replied, stroking myself faster.
“Shoot your cum on my boobies, baby. I love that my son finds me so hot that he jacks off to meee.” Her eyes started to close as she bit her lip. She was getting off to this and so was I. I could feel my second load about to blow.
“I’m about to cum,” I gasped out. I wasn’t even ashamed at how short I was lasting.
“Get over here and cum on me!” She panted as she was working herself to climax.
I lept up from the bed and closed the three feet between us so I was standing over her. I felt my cock pulsating as every string of cum shot onto her tits. I felt weak from the orgasm and had to sit back down.
I looked up to my mother after and she was looking at me, her tits covered in my cum. She wasn’t saying anything, but looked pleased with that smile on her face that said she wanted more. I started to feel dirty again, but I also knew something else…
I wanted more, too.
