Sex stories, mom and son, incest, Son takes care of his depressed mother, Loving My Mother My brother sister and I had grown up in a pretty typical home in the Northeast. I was 32 when my parents shocked all of us announcing their divorce. After hearing this news, we all suspected my father was having an affair, or affairs, during all his business travel.
We all agreed not to be outwardly bitter to Dad, since they seemed to splitting on good terms, and Dad took good care of her financially. We also all agreed to take extra special care on Mom. Little did I know how special would be the care I provided?
I saw my mother every few months and always asked her what I could do for her around the house. She never asked for much and I mostly took care of things that I noticed, not waiting for her to ask.
I enjoyed visiting more than normal as I had always had an incestual desire for my mother, and her being divorced and living alone did nothing but fuel my crazy desires.
Mom was a tall petite lady with a perfect shape and small breasts. I guess she was about 5’9″and only 125-130 pounds. She was a brunette and dressed very plainly, but could not hide the loveliness of her body. I had once accidentally seen her naked in the tub when I was about 15, and ever since then I have always preferred petite, small breasted ladies.
Each visit I queried Mom on why she was not dating and she always just blew me off. I was soon asking her if she didn’t miss kissing and hugging, and she seemed embarrassed to even discuss it. She often told me to worry about my own dating as I was not seeing anyone that she knew about.
Mom was not going out at all, and beginning to drink more and I was worried about her taking this to excess. On one of my visits, I insisted that Mom get more active and more involved outside of the house. I soon enrolled us in a gym and we began to go out to dinner and shows at least once or twice a week. Mom loved the dinner and shows, but hated the gym.
I took mom out shopping and we bought her leotards and new cross trainer shoes. Mom was getting almost pissed at this “silliness” but I won. I had her model the outfits, and it made my dick hard looking at her lithe frame in the skin tight clothes. I was totally put out at the idea of wearing these things, and going to a gym, but agreed to make me happy.
Out first visit to the gym went very well. I acted as her trainer even though I had only the basic understanding of how to train. It was that or nothing as Mom was too shy to let some strange guy or gal work with her. I showed her the different machines and light weights and how to use them. I took advantage of the exercises to touch her a lot in safe places, moving a limb to place it correctly, squeezing a limb muscle to explain its action in movement, and placing my hand on Mom’s tummy as she worked out to help her feel the muscle contractions.
I am sure Mom did not notice or realize how excited I got from seeing and touching her so much in the leotards. I purposely wore tight briefs under my shorts so that I could keep m hard dick up and flat against me, although it sometimes took some maneuvering to get my cock up, when it started getting hard in the down position.
I was also passing on a lot of compliments to her to not only build her self-esteem, but to endear her to me even more. I started with simple comment’s like, “You are looking good,” to then advance to “You’re really Beautiful,” and finally, “You’re a sexy woman, Mom.”
Mom seemed OK with the first two, but really objected when I called her sexy. I saved it for infrequent and special occasions, like a new dress, or after getting her hair done.
We had a nice schedule going with visits to the gym and nice dinners at home or at restaurants. Since getting into the exercise and attention from me, my concerns about Mom’s Isolation and drinking disappeared.
One night after a nice dinner, when we arrived at home, I asked her if she wanted another drink, and she agreed. I made us cocktails and we sat on the couch sipping and talking. About 30 minutes later I refreshed her drink and knowing she had a nice buzz going, I turned out discussion to love and companionship.
I asked, “Mom, why don’t you date?”
“I don’t have the desire or need to get into all the complications that go with that,” She quietly replied.
“But everyone needs companionship and love,” I countered.
She looked at me for a few seconds then smiled and said, “I have you for companionship and love, I am perfectly happy.”
I put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek, then looking deep into her eyes I asked, “What about making love, physical love?”
Mom sighed and leaned into my shoulder and whispered, “I can live without that if I have what we have here.”
I kissed the top of her head and hugged her close as I responded, “Everyone needs the pleasure and release of physical love, it’s how we are wired.”
Mom, put her arm across my chest and said, “This and you are my physical love sweetheart.”
We sat for a few more minutes and then I pulled away to get us another drink. When I returned Mom snuggled right into my chest with a long sigh, like she missed me for the minutes I was gone.
We sipped our drinks and I stroked Mom’s head and shoulder with my arm that was around her. I then tilted her head back and kissed her on the lips. Mom tensed briefly, but didn’t pull away, and a second later was letting me kiss her lips and cheeks. As I kissed down her neck she tilted her head to the side and offered me an easier access.
I stopped kissing, pulled back a bit and we looked at each other for a long time. I was dying to know what Mom was thinking, and of course was hoping she was thinking about us taking this further. I leaned back in and kissed her lips again, this time letting my tongue slip out and taste her lips. Mom shuddered and then tensed up again. I kissed her forehead and cheeks and said, “I love you so much Mom.”
Mom answered in a very low breathy voice, “I love you too, I have never been happier.”
I decided to risk it, and I whispered into her ear, “I want to tell you about something I have wanted for many years. I want to make love to you.”
Mom froze and I could feel all her muscles tense. She turned toward me and growled, “Is that what this is all about? You have come sniffing around your old divorced mom, and tonight plying her with drinks, all to get into bed with me? That is so disgusting!”
Mom got up, and stormed out of the room, dropping her glass loudly in the kitchen sink.
I was devastated and ashamed at what just happened. I had read this all so wrong, or let my fantasy take the lead over common sense, and now the love of my life was totally put off by me.
I went to bed but could barely sleep. I tossed and turned all night.
In the morning I didn’t even want to face Mom, but finally went into the kitchen where she was working at the stove.
Mom looked back at me and said, “Oh my God, Doug, you look like death!”
I sheepishly looked at her feet and responded, “I feel like death. I am so sorry for last night Mom. I love you so much and never meant to do anything to hurt you.”
Mom turned and opened her arms to me, and I stepped into them. She was talking into my chest, “Stop, I overreacted, I was so startled and instead of accepting your sweet offer of love with appreciation, I ran. But we are mother and son, that kind of love is never appropriate.”
My heart soared, and I said, “Mom you are so special, that is why I love you so much. I thought last night I had ruined any relationship we had.”
“Get a cup of coffee and let’s talk,” Mom said as she took her coffee cup to the living room.
I got a cup and followed. I sat next to her on the couch with a respectable space between us.
Mom patted the couch next to her hip, “Move over here, as we discuss what happened and how we go forward. I certainly do not was to lose the closeness we have built up over the past few weeks.”
I slid over and Mom picked my arm up as I did and put it around her shoulders. She looked up at me and said softly, “Kiss your mother.”
I dropped my lips to hers and kissed her lightly on the lips. I pulled back and looked into her eyes.
Mom smiled and said, “I love that, and I love the feeling I get when you hold me in your arms. I feel safe and wanted.”
My mind was reeling in confusion, and I blurted out, “That is all I want for you Mom, to know how much I love you and that I will always be here for you.”
Mom searched my eyes and replied, “I know, and I love you so much and never want anything to come between us, we just need to show our love within appropriate limits. I never want to push you away, and I never want to have you worry about being totally honest and open with me. Now kiss me again.”
I kissed my mother’s soft lips and while I did not risk slipping my tongue out, we kissed for a long time and I noticed she was breathing heavy like I was.
When we broke, Mom smiled and said, “All better? Do you forgive me for last night’s outburst and are you willing to talk openly?”
I kissed her quickly and answered, “Yes of course, I was my fault not yours.”
“Shhh, no one’s fault, now tell me what brought about all that talk about such an inappropriate topic?” She asked.
My mind was racing trying to figure out what, and how much, to tell her! I realized we had agreed to be open and honest, so I jumped right in.
“Mom, since I was a teenager I had always found you to be the most special and most beautiful woman I ever met. I have wanted you as a lover all these years, but of course fought the feelings.”
Mom gave a light laugh and said, “Most boys have fantasies about their mothers at some time in their lives.”
I looked at her and offered, “I know, but I never grew out of it. Every lover I ever had was as close to being a spitting image of you as I could possibly find. That was so that I could, in my mind, make love to you, every time.”
Mom looked worried and said, “Oh my, that is too much. What on earth did I do wrong to lead you on like that?”
I was hurt that she blamed herself, and immediately corrected her, “You did nothing wrong! Your just so beautiful, and the quintessential perfect woman. Very practical, very loving, and caring. What man would not be totally consumed with desire for you?”
Mom gave that little laugh again, then said, “My goodness, such devotion and unearned praise. I am certainly not deserving all that. I just took care of you like any mother would.”
“Mom, you are so much more to me than that, I have never been able to truly love another woman due to my desire for you. The past few weeks have been a dream come true for me,” I told her.
Mom’s look softened and she buried her face in my chest, “It is so nice to be so desired, I love that you feel like that about me, and I love you more than any other man, but we need to keep this in check.”
“I understand, I just need you so much, I don’t think I will ever want another woman like I want you,” I truthfully told her.
“Well I am sure you find someone to replace your old mother,” she replied.
I lifted her head and looked into her eyes deeply, and said, “Absolutely no way, you’re not old, you are the only one I want. And besides, what about your needs, when will you find someone to take care of your needs?”
Mom was still drilling into my heart with her deep brown eyes as she said, “I don’t have needs, other than what you’re giving me now. Sex has never been important to me.”
I was deflated at that last comment, and before I responded I kissed her lips again. “Mom, I will give you everything I can, whatever you want or let me give you. But how can you say you have no needs? Since Dad left you just turned them off??
Mom’s eyes dipped and she sighed, “You don’t understand, I never had those type of needs. We are being open here, and I don’t want you thinking poorly of me or your father, but I gave myself to your father out of a wife’s duty, not for any desire or need.”
I was flabbergasted, I tilted her face up to me and asked, “Never? You never wanted him to make love to you? How is that possible?”
Mom shyly responded, “Oh in the beginning I wanted him to make love to me, but then after I realized it was just a sweaty romp in bed, no magic, I became numb to it. I actually hated him reaching for me after the first few years.”
“Mom, that is terrible! That’s not love, that’s a mechanical fuck. Dad never made you excited or really want it?”
Mom laughed and said, “Nice language Doug, I think he was just into the release. He would grab a tube of lube from the nightstand and I knew what that meant. Then he would reach for me, squirt some of that grease inside of me and climb on. A few minutes later he would grunt and roll off of me. At least he said thanks!”
“Mom, that is not making love. Making love is making sure your partner wants you, and feels wanted! It is not just a fantasy that books and movies play up, it is real.”
Mom brought her eyes back to mine and almost seductively said, “You make it sound so wonderful, I wish I had met a man like you 40 years ago.”
“It’s never too late to find real love,” and I kissed her again.
On my next kiss, without thinking my lips parted and I pushed my tongue into Mom’s mouth. Mom jerked, but accepted my tongue and let me play with her tongue, although she never pushed it back into my mouth.
We kissed for many minutes and then Mom pulled her face from mine and moaned, “Talk about feeling wanted. You make me feel special, like I am the only thing in the universe.”
“You are, Mom, you are the only thing that matter to me,” and I kissed her again.
Mom let my tongue into her mouth again, but only few a few seconds, then pulled back and said, this is getting out of hand. Remember who we are, and the limits that I brought up before.”
I fell back against the couch totally dejected and groaned, “God Mom, I want you so badly. I am going crazy!”
Mom took my hand and said, “I know you have needs, can’t you take care of them yourself?”
“You don’t understand, I want you because I love you, not because I need you. I want to make you happy,” I told her in a serious voice.
Mom, hugged me close, and said, “I wish we could be lovers, but you are my son and we need to control ourselves, we are not animals.”
“OK, Mom, I will take care of myself, but you can’t take away my desire, I will be thinking of you the whole time.”
Mom looked embarrassed and said, “Oh Doug, that is flattering too, I hope in your mind that I am everything you want.”
Mom left me sitting on the couch and returned to the kitchen. I went upstairs and jacked off to the thought of my sweet mother and particularly the thought of being her first real lover. Thinking about our kisses and having my tongue in her mouth drove me wild, and I had a powerful orgasm.
We went about our day without speaking of the discussion we had earlier. I kissed Mom every chance I got, but without the tongue. Mom seemed fine with my attentions, and I was afraid this was the way it would be, kisses and hugs, no more.
A couple of nights later, we were again having drinks after a nice dinner out, and I sat next to Mom as we watched the news. As always, I had my arm around her shoulders, kissed her neck and lips often. I tried again with my tongue, and was rewarded with Mom’s open mouth acceptance. We kissed hotly for about 15 minutes, and I occasionally dropped my lips to kiss her neck and shoulders, but always returned to get my tongue in her mouth.
Mom actually was responding with her tongue, sometimes pushing it into my mouth, and her breathing was getting a little ragged. I sucked her tongue deeper into my mouth and hugged her tightly. Mom moaned against my mouth and I responded with moans of my own.
I pulled back and looked at my mother who was laying back with her eyes closed. I asked, “Mom, are you happy?
Mom slowly nodded her head and softly replied, “Oh yes, you make me feel so wonderful.”
“Open your eyes,” I demanded quietly. “I want to see into your heart.”
Mom opened her eyes and let me gaze into her soul. I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, “God I love you so much.”
Mom then reached up and held my face and asked me, “Don’t get me wrong, we can’t, but would you really want to make love to this old body?”
I stared at her and answered, “No, I would love to make love to the beautiful woman in my arms.”
Mom thought about this for a while and said, “You know we can’t, but you do make me feel so desired, I never felt like this. I am also worried that I am teasing you.”
“Its OK Mom, I love the dreams I can have from looking at you and kissing you.”
Mom, pulled me closer and whimpered, “So wrong but so sweet. I wish I could make you as happy as you make me.”
“Let me make love to you and show you how beautiful it can be, that would make me happier than anything in the world!” I told her.
“You know we can’t, Doug, but I’m OK with letting you imagine we are lovers so you can have special dreams. I will do anything to feed your fantasies, after all, you have done so much for me.”
“Mom, would you consider letting me kiss your breasts?” I asked.
“You don’t mean uncovered? I guess through my blouse would be no problem, “Mom asked me.
“No, I want to feel the soft skin of your breasts against my lips. I need to kiss you, not cloth.”
“Oh dear, oh my goodness, that is awfully inappropriate.” Mom looked lost in thought for a few minutes.
Mom looked at me and shook her head then said, “But I guess it would be OK, if it makes you happy. I really can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
I kissed Mom as I began to unbutton he blouse. She was wearing a very conservative bra, nothing sexy, but I was beside myself in anticipation seeing that bra. When her blouse was open, I began kissing Mom’s chest just above the bra. Mom’s chest was beginning to heave as I kissed the tops of her tits.
I pushed the blouse off her shoulders and started again at her shoulders and worked my way down to her tits. After a few minutes of this I rose and kissed her on the lips, with an open mouth, and we again allowed or tongues to play. Mom’s breathing was getting heavier, and I loved her excitement.
I kissed down her chin, to her neck, and onto her chest. I kissed around her upper chest and shoulders and was pleasantly surprised when Mom used a hand behind my head to guide it back down to her tits.
I reached behind Mom and undid her bra strap as I kissed and nuzzled the top of her tits. With the loose bra, I was able to kiss under the top of the bra and I was getting very close to her nipples. I reached up and pulled the bra’s shoulder straps down her arms, letting the bra fall away.
I was mesmerized at the sight of my mother’s tits. They we really beautiful. A big benefit of smaller breasts is that gravity does not damage them as much. Mom’s tits were perfect. Very slight sag, fine shape and erect nipples. The nipples were framed by lovely rosy and puckered areolae. Her tits were firm enough that her nipples were still angled upward.
I looked up and saw that Mom was studying my face. I shook my head side to side and smiled at her.
She asked in a worried tone, “Are they too old and ugly?”
I replied, “Are you kidding me? I’m shaking my head in amazement. They are so perfect. I love you and I love your breasts.”
I leaned in and kissed a nipple that I had so longed for. Mom’s chest heaved up and she moaned loudly. I then kissed the other nipple, and sucked it into my mouth. Mom’s moans came more rapidly and softened. I began kissing all around her titties, often kissing and sucking the nipples into my mouth.
“Oh Doug, that feels so good, I love that,” Mom gasped.
“Mom, your breasts, your tits, are so fine and so sexy, I have waited so long to get your tits into my mouth, and I love it too!”
Mom laughed, “Oh, they’re reduced to tits now?”
Mom put her hand behind my head and pulled my mouth in tightly to her tits. I must have spent 30 minutes loving her tits, and chest, neck, and mouth. I was all over her with my mouth and hands. Mom was writhing on the couch, with her back arching forward into my welcoming face.
“Doug, your making me feel so wanted and so desirable! I can believe the feelings coursing through my body.”
“Mom that is what making love is about, nothing mechanical, but making your partner want you and want to make love.”
Mom groaned and whimpered, “Then I guess this is like you are making love to me, because I sure do want you.”
My heart raced at what that might mean, and I said, “I have just started Mom, this is just the warmup, just the foreplay.”
Mom shuddered and moaned, “Oh this is so wrong, but so right, I do want you Doug, I do. I don’t know what to do.”
I pulled my head up and French kissed Mom deeply as my hands roamed over the tits and stomach. I moved my had down to run it along the inside of her thigh and as soon as I touched her, her hips rolled forward. I massaged her thigh as we kissed and I felt her moaning into my mouth.
I slowly worked my hand up her thigh until it was brushing against her mound. Mom jerked back from my mouth, took in a big breath and held it. I held a steady pressure on her mound and whispered, “I love you so much Mom, and I am going to show you real love.” Then I returned to kissing her tits and at the same time my hand resumed rubbing on her mound.
When Mom’s hips were getting too energetic on the couch, I raised my head to her ear and softly said, “Mom, my beautiful mom, I love you and tonight I am going to make love to you,”
Mom, shuddered again, and seemed to be thinking about that. I was cupping a firm tit in one hand, and tickling the fine hairs on the back of her neck with my other hand.
I went on, “I want to show you how happy we can be, to show you how a man makes a woman truly feel loved.”
Mom turned her head to me and stuffed her tongue into my mouth, with a low guttural noise following along with it.
The time seemed right, and I pulled back and softly suggested, “Let’s go get onto the bed.”
Mom looked dazed, took my offered hand and allowed me to guide her upstairs to her bedroom. In the bedroom near the bed I took her in my arms and held her close as we kissed. Mom melted into my arms and returned my kisses.
Suddenly she pulled back and asked me, “We can’t do this, do you really think this is right? This is so wrong on so many levels, I don’t think we should do this.”
“Mom, stop thinking and let our feelings guide you. We love each other and I have shown you what it is to be wanted and show desire. Let us just go with that and you’ll see how wonderful it is. Trust me Mom, I only want us to love each other.”
Mom relaxed into my arms and said, “Well let’s take it slow, I am still not sure about this. If I say stop, we must stop.”
I lifted her chin, and said, “Of course Mom, I want you comfortable and wanting everything we do,” then I kissed her.
I ran my hands up and down her back as I kissed her, and then reached down to pull her hips against mine. Since I am 6’4″, my hardness was mashed against her tummy, and I know she could feel it. Mom ground her hips into mine, and I was encouraged to move on. I kneaded her firm ass as I ground my dick into her.
I was nibbling on her shoulder when I move one hand to her slacks and unbuttoned them, then lowered the zipper. Mom made no move to stop me and to my surprise, actually reached up to start unbuttoning my shirt. I reached behind and inside of her slacks to cup the cheeks of her ass as she pushed my shirt off my shoulders.
I dropped to my knees and started kissing her tummy as I slowly stripped her slacks down her thighs. Mom stepped out of the slacks and I stood back up holding her at arm’s length, admiring her beauty. Her panties were plain white, and not frilly, but small and dainty just like her body.
“So beautiful, I love to look at you,” I told her. Mom then reached for my belt and unbuckled it with trembling hands. She unbuttoned my pants and hooked her thumbs in the waist band and pushed my pants and undershorts together down my hips.
As I would have guessed, Mom did not look down at my cock, but was looking into my face. I smiled and kissed her, then pulled her to me. The sensation of her tits against my chest and my dick against her tummy was out of this world. I again ground my hips into hers and was rewarded by her cries of pleasure.
“How can something so wrong feel so right?” she whimpered.
“Not wrong, Mom, just beautiful and loving,” I softly said into her ear. I laid her back on the bed, helped her swing her legs up and over, than I lay down alongside of her and we started hugging and kissing again.
It wasn’t long before I was humping against her hip and thigh. I thought I was going to come on her leg.
I started kissing my way down her chest and sucking on those fabulous titties, then moved onto her tummy. Mom’s tummy was flat and surprisingly firm, and I was soon kissing her naval before moving on to her hips.
I was kissing her hip bones and all along the top of her panties as she squirmed under me. I hooked my fingers over the waist band of her panties, and as I slowly pulled them down her hips, I kissed every new patch of skin exposed. Mom’s hands were kneading in my scalp as I kissed her tummy.
Then I was exposing her pubic hair, obviously untrimmed, and I inhaled the sweet scent of my mother’s hot center. Mom was beginning to tense up as I got closer to her pussy, and her fingers paused in my hair. I ran my tongue down the sides of her mound where it meets her thighs, and Mom grabbed my hair and pulled up.
“That’s far enough Doug, I am dirty down there.”
I looked up into her worried face and said, “No way, this is where I show you how much I love you.”
“Please Doug, I don’t feel good down there,” Mom said.
I decided not to push her and rose up to kiss her and fondle her some more. After she relaxed and was moaning again, I slipped my hand down into her panties till my fingers were buried in her bush. I began to fondle her mound and slowly worked my fingers down to her soft pussy lips. Mom’s hips began rolling hard against my hand.
I felt moisture between Mom’s pussy lips and slipped one finger inside of her. Mom jerked and moaned into my mouth, “Oh yes, oh, oh, oh.”
I cupped my fingers and worked two into her pussy as my palm rubbed on her mound and her clit. My fingers were getting soaked and I knew Mom was ready. I was having trouble kissing her because she was breathing so heavy.
I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and brought them to my lips. Mom opened her eyes and looked at lovingly at me, then I bought my fingers to my lips and sucked her juices off of them. Mom closed her eyes and groaned.
I kissed mom deeply to show her that my mouth was not dirty now, and she accepted my tongue with no complaint. We kissed for a few minutes, then I got to my knees and pulled her panties down her legs and off.
I looked down and before me was this beautiful petite woman, the perfect woman of my dreams. Creamy skin, pert tits with firm nipples, a slender waist, and inviting hips with a beautiful thick bush. Of all the young firm bodies I’d ever fucked, none could compare to this angel.
I pushed her legs open and lay down on top of her, holding up most of my weight on my elbows. I started tongue fucking her mouth and loved it when she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and squeezed me tight to her chest. I was again humping my dick into her mound and tummy as we kissed.
Mom was really writhing under me and I knew I had to get inside her pussy soon or I would be coming all over her belly.
I reached down and grabbed my dick, then rubbed it up and down Moms wet pussy lips.
Mom stopped moving and said, “Wait, let me catch my breath. Are we both sure about this, there’s no going back.”
I looked down into her eyes and said, “Very sure, this going to be so good for both of us.”
Mom looked pensive, “I don’t know Doug, this goes against everything we believe in. It isn’t right, we shouldn’t just give in to our lust.”
I kissed her tenderly, and said softly “Quit analyzing, stop thinking about it and just feel it. I want you to feel the love. Feel true love.”
Mom, smiled and said, “I guess you were right, even though this is really wrong, you were right. I want you to make love to me, for he first time in my life, I really want it. I want you.”
I started rubbing my dick on her lips again and could feel that her pussy lips were soaking wet. I really hated that I did not get to eat her pussy, I was so looking forward to that, but I was about to fuck my mother!
The head of my dick slipped inside of Mom’s pussy and she cried out, “Oh God, yes.”
I tried to advance a couple of inches, but Mom was incredibly tight, and she shot her hands down to my hips and stopped me by gripping me tightly and crying out, “Easy, easy, it’s been a long time for me.”
“No problem Mom, I want this to be perfect, you just tell me if you need me to do anything different.”
We stayed still for a few seconds as her pussy got used to my cock. I lowered my head and kissed her neck and shoulders. I’m not sure why, but I bit on her shoulder and Mom cried out “Oh God that feels good,” and arched her hips up.
I nibbled on her shoulders a bit more and each of Mom’s hip movements sucked my cock a little further into her pussy.
I swiveled my hips to let the head of my cock slide in and out of her opening. Mom looked to be lost in pleasure as I gave her these mini strokes. Each time I could feel my hard cock slipping further and deeper into her pussy.
I was most of the way in when I stopped to let us both get used to this. I kissed Mom and said, “This is so incredible, I love you so much.”
Mom only moaned in reply, and bucked her hips slightly to take me in even deeper.
I stoked gently in and out of my mother’s hot tight pussy with my mind in turmoil. I wanted to slam into this woman I had lusted over for so long, and fuck her hard, but I needed to make sure this was sweet and perfect for Mom.
Finally I was all the way in, and I could feel my cock head bump Mom’s cervix as she gasped. I stopped and just enjoyed the fantastic feeling and emotional high I never expected to feel.
I looked down at my sweet mother, and whispered, “Open your eyes Mom, look at me.”
Mom’s eyes fluttered a bit and opened and her eyes looked glazed. I asked her, “Are you OK, isn’t it just as wonderful as I promised you?”
Mom’s focus cleared a little and she moaned, “Yes, it is so wonderful, I’ve never felt so filled, or so content.”
“I am finally home, where I belong Mom, I am back where you started me 32 years ago. This is so fantastic to be inside the one woman I truly love, so unconditionally.”
Mom groaned at my words and clutched me tightly as she rolled her hips gently. I think it was almost instinctual on her part, but I took the hint.
I slowly started fucking with short gentle stokes to help loosen Mom up. As her juices began to flow even more, I lengthened my stroke and sped up a little.
Mom was getting really excited and was bucking up at me to meet my down strokes. I would open my eyes occasionally and just watch her face, so focused and so intense in her pleasure. I would then close my eyes and pick up the pace little by little.
This was heaven and I was so happy feeling my hard cock slipping so nicely in and out of Mom’s pussy.
I was now fucking my Mom with long strokes and she was responding with cries of pleasure. I looked down as her nipples grazed my chest and I could see my dick disappearing into Mom’s bush covered pussy. I almost came at the sight!
“Oh Doug, oh yes, I never, I never, my God, Love me, Love me, please,” Mom cried.
I answered her, “Yes Mom, feel my love, I’ve wanted you for so long, feel me inside you.”
I braced my toes against the foot board so I could provide maximum thrust and ground my pubic bone done against Mom’s clit on each stroke. This had the desired effect and Mom sped up the bucking of her hips and was scratching my back with her nails.
I pounded into her forcefully to help her reach her orgasm. Mom was gasping and grunting as her body heated up. Mom suddenly screamed and lurched at me as her orgasm burst forth.
“Oh my God, yes, ooohhhh, aarrrgggg, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, aarrrgggg!”
I stroked slowly now trying to keep her at the top of her orgasm as long as possible. I whispered into her ear, “Come for me Mom, that is my love to you, come for me, let it go and feel my love.”
Mom just continued her cries until she dropped back to a whimpering and I stopped stroking all together. I stayed lodged deep inside of her and watched the feelings flow across her face. I said again, “I love you so much.”
Mom’s body quivered and she opened her eyes, looked at me for a long time then very quietly said, “I never felt anything like that, I never had an orgasm before, I needed you to take me there. It is so perfect, I love you.”
I smiled in triumph and said, “I love you too, and we will feel that love again and again.”
I began to slowly stroke again and mom went back to clutching my back. As I got back to full strokes again I felt my own orgasm climbing up. Fucking my mother was so incredibly erotic, I was soon ready to come.
I looked down at Mom and cried out to her, “Mom, open your eyes, I want to look into your eyes when I come!”
Mom opened her eyes and as soon as I looked into them, I blasted my come into my mother. I never came so hard. I was pumping a huge load of hot seed into my mother’s womb and I could feel every pulse flood up my cock and out into my mother’s womb. Mom was clutching at my dick with her pussy muscles as I throbbed and exploded.
I growled loudly as I came, “Aarrrgggg.” I tried to open my eyes again but I couldn’t concentrate, I could only come and thrust.
Mom was holding me tight and crying into my ear, “Oh my baby, I can feel every bit of you pumping inside of me. Oh my God I love you.”
I was now jerking in spasms of orgasm as come was pumping out of my dick. Every spasm pulsed another almost violent thrust, and a spurt of come into my Mom.
Finally I was empty and I rested with my cock softening inside Mom’s pussy. We were again looking in each other’s eyes.
“Mom, that was the most incredible love I ever felt,” I hoarsely said.
Mom smiled sweetly and said, “It was, I never knew it could be like that, you were so right, I loved making love to you.”
“I am going to show you much more Mom, I want you to experience all of it,” I replied.
Mom looked at me quizzically, “How can it be better?”
I kissed her and said, “For one thing, I will take more time, less frantic than this first time, and there are things I want you to experience.”
Taking more time sounds really sweet, but what else can I experience?” Mom asked.
I studied her face and then leaned in to softly say, “Like I tried earlier, I want to please you with my mouth down there.”
Mom shook her head and stated, “No, that is not something I think I can do, I feel so dirty down there.”
I kissed her sweet lips and said, “No, it is not dirty, I love to do that, I live for it. I’d rather do that than anything, and I promise you, it will feel good when you relax and let it go.”
Mom looked at me and sighed and said, “Well see, you’re going to need to convince me of that. But then you seem to be very good at convincing me of things.”
“I promised you would like making love, and I was not wrong was I?” I asked her.
Mom smiled and said, “That’s true, you showed me how to really love tonight. I will never forget this feeling.”
I smiled back and said, “You don’t have to remember it, I will show you every day.”
We fell asleep with Mom spooned back against me and my arms around her holding her tits. I was kissing her neck and shoulders as we dozed off.
When I woke in the morning, my heart soared at finding my mother naked in my arms and then remembering the fantastic love making we experience hours ago.
I rolled mom over and sucked her nipples into my mouth as my fingers started playing with her pussy. Mom awoke with a start and a surprised yelp.
“Oh my God Doug, I still can’t believe we did that last night, I’m ashamed, I don’t know, and now are you trying to make love to me again?”
I didn’t answer, I just dipped my fingers into her pussy and raised my head to stick my tongue into her mouth.
Mom wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer as we kissed fervently. I was hunching my hips against her hips and my dick was hard as a rock. I reached over and took Mom’s hand and pulled it to my cock. Mom tensed for a second, then she began to gently squeeze my dick, and started very slightly stroking it up and down.
Within minutes we were ready and I rolled Mom on top of me. Mom looked lost and I said, “I want to be able to look at your body, in this position I can see your tits and your face as we make love.”
I guided Mom’s hips down until my cock was slipping into her pussy, much easier this time.
Mom’s eyes were clenched, and her face contorted in pleasure as she started rolling her hips forward and backward to ride my cock. I watched her tits jiggle as she moved and soaked in the view of her sexy body fully displayed above me.
We fucked like this for many minutes and then Mom was grinding her pelvis down hard onto me trying to get maximum friction on her clit. I grabbed her hips and helped her work her hips against me.
Mom was panting and her breathing getting erratic, and I realized she was getting ready to come, and that just drove my excitement into overdrive. I felt my own orgasm start to grow as I watched her lovely body ride my cock.
Mom’s head was tilted back and her mouth was open making little whimpering noises, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.”
I was bucking my hips up at her now and losing control. I pulled her hips down forcefully and at the same time helped her slide her hips across my pelvic bone.
I grunted so loud when I came that Mom’s eyes popped open and for a split second she looked worried. Then she realized and felt my orgasm, and closed her eyes and with just a few stoked she joined me.
As I flooded her with my hot seed, I was growling, “Aarrrgggg, damn, damn, I love you, damn, ummm!”
Mom dropped her chest onto mine and shuddered as she came right after me. She was humping her hips on mine as her tits rubbed on my chest, and her sobs of joy rang in my ears.
Mom’s halting voice was quivering light oohs and aahs as she came. I was fucking up into her with my overheated pumping cock, and holding tightly onto her ass.
We came together, and finished together, then lay with our heads nestled next to each other as we both whispered loving thoughts, and my hands ran up and down her fine back. My dick softened inside Mom’s pussy but I didn’t want her to roll off of me, it just felt too sweet.
Mom dozed off again and I just lay there enjoying her light body firmly planted on mine. I kissed her ears and hair as she napped.
Only a few minutes later Mom awoke and whispered, “This is so wonderful, I love you.”
I hugged her tight and replied, “I love you too, and all I want to do is show you how wonderful this all can be.”
Mom eventually rolled off of me and we lay with my leg thrown over her hips as we kissed and gazed at each other. Finally we laughed and agreed that we had to get up and shower.
We showered together and washed each other’s bodies. I was more moments of lovely and incredible discover and we washed and fondled each other. I knelt in front of my mother and after I had washed her pussy lips, including slipping my fingers up inside of her, I leaned in and kissed her bush.
Mom reached down and held my checks as I kissed her mound, with water trickling across my face.
I snaked my tongue out to dip into her pussy folds and Mom shuddered, but held my face against her. I lapped at her pussy lips and slipped my tongue up into her pussy as much as I could with the bad angle offered to me. The taste of her pussy, even being flooded with shower water, was sweet and overpowering.
Mom moaned a bit, and most importantly held me close instead of pushing me away. I licked and sucked as long as I could until my neck ached, and I knew then, that at another time, soon, I was going to be welcomed as I ate my mother’s sweet pussy.
I rose to kiss mom long and deeply, and then we turned the shower off and tenderly dried each other’s body.
I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to wait before I took my mother to bed again. Now that I had tasted the incredible fruits of my mother’s sexy body, I had to have more!
That night couldn’t come soon enough. We were kissing and snuggling on the couch when I said to Mom, “Let’s go to bed.”
Mom looked at me and answered, “I get the feeling someone is wanting this old lady again.”
“Mom, you are not old, you are perfect, and yes I want you again,” and I reached for her hand.
Mom followed hugging my arm and said, “I have never done this so many times in just one day, just think, 24 hours ago I hadn’t a clue.”
I just kissed her head and replied, “We have a lot of time to make up for, and lots of love to make up.”
At the bed side I peeled Mom’s blouse and slacks off. I gently lowered her to the bed and stripped out of my own clothes. Mom was watching me and I was pleased to see her looking at my hard dick. I think that she is finally loosening up her last inhibitions.
I looked down and admired her lovely body clad only in a light short cream colored camisole and small white panties. I could see she had no bra under the camisole and her nipples were not only faintly visible, but obviously erect.
I lay alongside of Mom and we began kissing and hugging. I was French kissing her as my hands ran down to dip inside her panties and grab her ass checks. I pulled her hard against my cock and slightly humped it against her, as Moms hands wrapped around my neck.
We kissed and hugged like this for many minutes, then I ran my hand up under her camisole to cup one of her tits. Mom moaned into my mouth as I kneaded her tit and tweaked the nipple between my fingers. I pushed the right side of her camisole up and dipped my head down to suck on the nipple.
My head was swimming with the still very new thought that this was my mother’s tit I was sucking. I pushed up the left side of the camisole so I could get to her left tit, and Mom sat up a bit and pulled it over her head, baring her beautiful chest to my hungry eyes and mouth.
I locked onto her left nipple and was rewarded with her increased moans of pleasure. I kissed her tits, sucked her nipples, kissed her neck, and alternated all that with fucking her mouth with my tongue.
Mom and I were humping our hips against each other and now as I kissed her passionately, I reached down to push her panties down her hips. I rolled our bodies to the opposite side so I could work that side of her panties down and looked down to see her nice ass cheeks fully exposed, and my cock throbbed in desire.
I kissed my way down her to her tits and after sucking some more on both nipples, began kissing my way down her tummy. Mom was gasping in short breaths as I loved her chest and tummy.
I rose to a kneeling position and grabbed her panties to slide them up over her knees and then off of her legs, with my eyes devouring the sight of her bush hiding that pussy. I stared at her for a few seconds just thinking of her physical beauty, then looked up to see her eyes searching mine.
Mom moaned with a husky voice, “I love how you look at me, your eyes make me feel beautiful.”
I had to clear my throat before I could answer, “You are beautiful, I can’t get enough of looking at you.”
I dove down to bury my face in Mom’s tummy and stated kissing and nibbling on her flat tummy and tonguing her belly button. Mom arched her back and was gasping in great gulps of air and then after holding it for a second, exhaling a long sigh. Gasp, “Ahhhh,” gasp, “Ahhhh,” gasp, “Ahhhh.”
I slowly worked down to her thick buck and inhaled her heady scent as I buried my nose into the bushy mound. Mom tensed up a bit but kept gasping and sighing.
I ran my tongue down the inside of her thigh along the junction between her thigh and her pussy mound. I felt Mom raise her head, then she reached down and ran her fingers in my hair, and groaned, “You don’t have to do that, I can’t believe you would want to, I still am not comfortable…”
I stopped long enough to say, “I love doing this, let me show you how good this can be, lay back and relax.”
Mom dropped her head back onto the pillow and I continued kissing her thighs. I pulled back and kissed the very soft and smooth skin of her inner thighs, starting at her knees and working my way to her pussy. I kissed my way back slowly to her bushy mound. Once I got there I ran my tongue almost imperceptibly across her pussy lips. It was like I sent an electric shock into her body and Mom jerked her hips up violently.
I grabbed her hips, and repeated my light licking of her pussy lips increasing the pressure each time. Mom had returned to her gasping and sighing as I enjoyed licking her pussy. I was surprised how much I was really enjoying the hairy bush after years of shaved young pussies.
I sucked one of her pussy lips into my mouth and savored the soft textures and I let my tongue caress it inside of my mouth. Mom gasped a bit louder at that, then reverted back to her rhythmic gasp and sigh breathing. I sucked on both pussy lips and kissed all around her mound for a long time.
Mom’s pussy was oozing juice that I could feel wetting her pussy lips. I noticed the really sweet taste and wanted to taste more of that, and soon. I couldn’t wait any longer and l slid my tongue quickly up and into Mom’s pussy.
Mom cried out, “Oh my God,” and clenched my hair tightly.
I tasted the source of that sweet nectar and reveled in just how delicious my mother’s pussy tasted. I licked and sucked on her pussy and pressed my mouth hard against her pussy lips.
I pulled back for a second and parted her bush with my fingers and gazed lovingly at the flowery wrinkles of her pussy lips, and admired the dark color. I came to my senses and shoved my hungry tongue right back into her pussy.
Mom’s gasp and sighs were getting louder and turning to grunts as I ate her pussy. Gasp, “Ahhh, aarrrgggg,” gasp, “Ahhh, aarrrgggg.”
I looked up though Mom’s bush, across her heaving tits, and saw her head swinging back and forth on the pillow. Her arms were at her side and she had a death grip on the sheets, with her knuckles turning white with tension. Her hips were rolling from side to side and they also swiveled gently up into my face.
She looked so sexy writhing on the bed from my hungry mouth on her pussy.
I continued this sucking until my mother was obviously climbing toward a climax. I pulled my mouth from her pussy and very softly sucked on her hooded clit while simultaneously slipping my middle finger into her pussy. As I pressed softly against her spongy G spot, mom’s hips violently humped up against my mouth, sending sharp sudden pain through my lips from contact with my teeth.
I ignore the pain and continued my quest to bring her all the way. Mom was screaming out now, “Oh God, oh God, nooooo, please, oh God, I can’t.” I pressed harder with my finger and sucked a little harder on her clit and then Mom grabbed the other pillow, slapped it over her face and exploded.
Mom’s hips were bashing hard and repeatedly against my mouth and her screams were muffled in the pillow as she used one hand to pull on my hair forcing my head tighter into her pussy. I was having trouble getting air, but I was not about to back off her pleasure.
I couldn’t understand anything Mom was screaming with the pillow stuffed over face. Mom’s orgasm continued for many minutes until her hand stopped pulling my face in and instead suddenly locked rigidly in hair to hold my head steady. I stopped sucking and pressing up on her G spot and just maintained my open mouth on her pulsing pussy mound.
I looked up and since I couldn’t see her face, I looked instead at her tits, rising and falling with her heaving chest. Her nipples were fully engorged and looked hard as rocks. I wanted to go up and suck on them, but I was busy at the moment.
Mom eventually got some control and threw the pillow off her face. Trying to catch her breath, she gasped, “Oh my God, Doug, that was so incredible, I never would have thought, oh my God, you made me come so hard, you are, you, oh God.”
I reluctantly lifted my mouth from her pussy and said, “You taste so good, Mom, I love doing that, and I love that I can make you feel so good.”
I crawled up her body and lay down at her side, kissing her nipples and then her mouth. After she was almost breathing normally again, I pushed on her shoulder to roll her away from me. I slid up behind her and reached down to stick my hard cock between her thighs as I pulled up close to her. I reached around her and cupped her tits as I kissed her neck and shoulders.
Mom softly moaned as I fondled and kissed her. I started slowly fucking my cock in and out of her thighs and felt her wet pussy lips slide across the top of my cock. Mom reached down and with a shudder and a loud sigh, pushed the head of my dick up and let it slide effortlessly up into her pussy.
I immediately began stroking in and out of her, while tweaking her nipples and kissing her shoulders. Mom’s breathing was picking up again and I bit down on her shoulder as I learned last night that she loves.
Mom was bucking her hips back at mine as we fucked slow and sweetly. I wanted this to last forever, and I fucked into Mom’s wet pussy with long and gentle thrusts. Mom was holding my hands against her tits as she cried out, “Yes, my love, yes, love me, oh yes, let me love you.”
I didn’t last long. All my sense were so acutely enflamed, her hot pussy around my cock, her nipples drilling into my palms, her sweet skin under my kisses and the view of her beauty as I looked down over her shoulder. I had wanted to try for a mutual orgasm, but I was not going to make it.
“I’m sorry Mom, it’s too soon, but I am going to come!” I grunted out.
Mom squeezed my hands tighter around her tits, and replied, “Come in me baby, I want to feel you come in me. Don’t wait, give it to me.”
Her sexy voice and her saying she wanted to feel my come, pushed me right over the edge. I slammed my hips hard into her a few times, each time feeling the head of my dick hit her cervix, and then I blasted my come into her pussy.
Each time I hit her cervix Mom cried out, “Oh yes, right there, oh yes, come in me.”
My head tilted up so that my chin was on top of her head as I was roaring up at the headboard, “Aarrrgggg, aarrrgggg, aarrrgggg,” and my thrusts pumped my come deep into my mother’s womb.
I struggled to stop making such loud noises, and finally was able to drop my head alongside her face and kissed her cheek. I groaned into her ear, “Mom, I waited so long to love you, and it is so fabulous, I can’t get enough of you. I love you.”
Mom just squeezed my hands around her tits again, moaned a long sigh, and said, “I love you too, I love you too.”
As we lay there, my hips jerked a few involuntary thrusts into her as the last of my come pumped out of my cock.
We were to remain lovers until Mom died, and it never grew old. I loved her and lusted for her as much at the end, as I did when we first discovered our love. We made love more frequently than I ever did with any girlfriends or my ex-wife.
