Son wants mum, mum wants son, incest stories, mom and son, I awoke to two sensations; the sun streaming in through the open window, and also soft skin encasing my hard dick. It was April’s round ass cheeks. I stroked her long blonde hair, and lightly thrust my crotch against her. It felt heavenly, and looked heavenly, with the sun bouncing off of her beautiful ass.
It was then when I noticed a note on the table beside my bed. I picked it up and recognized my mum’s handwriting through my tired eyes. “Hi hun, I’ve gone out with friends, probably all day. Breakfast is downstairs; I’m assuming you’ll need it considering how much she was screaming last night! Have fun, mum.”
I felt slightly embarrassed that my mum heard me having sex, yet proud that she could hear it from upstairs, and that it was enough to bring a comment from her. I was obviously doing something right. I put the note down and turned back to April. I began to plant kisses on her neck and she began to moan softly.
It was afternoon by the time April left. My whole bedroom reeked of sex, the smell of sweat and cum surrounding me as I left the room. I was shattered, April and her insatiable sexual appetite had completely drained me, and I ended up collapsing, naked, on the couch.
When I woke up, mum was staring me in the face. An itchy blanket covered my lower half.
“Finally awake?” she asked. I nodded my head wearily. “April tire you out that much?”
“Yeah,” I replied, sitting up and grabbing the blanket to preserve my modesty.
“But I thought you two broke up.”
“Oh, so you’re just in it for the sex,” I nodded, taking the drink she handed me. “I can see why, she’s got bigger tits than me,” she said, shaking her chest in front of me for emphasis.
My startled face must have amused her, because she burst out laughing.
“Mum, don’t ever do that again, to anyone.”
“Why, ’cause you’ll get jealous?”
“No, because everyone will want to fu… do you.”
“Mmm, sounds like a good idea. Might do it now,” she chuckled. “No you’re fine, I’ve got everything that I need.”
“What’s that?” I asked, confused.
“You, silly” Mum replied, as she began to leave the room.
“And your vibrator,” I whispered.
“That too” She spoke with a smile.
I decided to walk to my friend Scott’s house. He lived just down the street. I walked up the pathway to the front door of the rather large house he shared with his mum. I rang the doorbell and waited. His mom, Beth, answered. She was a total MILF. Long, flowing dyed-purple hair that framed her pretty face, quite large breasts, and a perfect round butt that looked great in the shorts she normally wore. At the moment, however, all she wore was a small towel. She greeted me warmly. I asked her if Scott was home.
“No,” she replied, “but he did go that way,” pointing her arm down the street. As she did, her towel began to slip off of her tits. Unfortunately, she grabbed it before it uncovered one of her nipples.
“Phew, that was close,” she smiled.
“Yeah,” I laughed nervously, disappointed I didn’t get to see them. “Well, ‘bye then, Miss Watkins.”
She waved me off, and turned around to close the door. As she did, her towel opened slightly, and I got a glimpse of her ass. I walked home with a semi hard-on.
I closed the front door gently, as mum always hated it when I slammed it. There was a slight humming sound, probably from the washing machine. I went into the kitchen to grab a drink.
I froze. From here, I could see mum on the front room floor, with a vibrator sticking out of her pussy.
She moaned gently and sighed with each tweak and tug on her nipples. She squeezed her breast flesh in her hands, and jiggled them about. The skin of her tits rippled like water, as she brought one boob to her mouth and licked it sensuously. Mum thrust her hips upwards, imagining she was getting fucked, all the while the vibrator was sticking halfway in her cunt, shaking.
Now, I was able to appreciate what a great body mum had. The standout parts were the lovely, big tits that fell across her chest, as big, if not bigger than April’s. She was of average height and weight, definitely not fat, just something to cuddle and hold on to. I looked lower, there was a light amount of hair around her pussy, at least from what I could see, as my view was partially obstructed by the rather large black and pink vibrator.
Not as big as my dick, though, I was glad to say. Speaking of my dick, I could feel it pushing against my jeans. I was harder than I could ever remember and it was because my mum was getting herself off. I am one sick fuck, I thought, but I didn’t care because it was so hot.
Movement from my mum brought my attention back towards her. She had moved her hands from her gorgeous tits to the vibrator, and was now pushing it in and out of her vagina. I could tell by her changing facial expression, more ragged breathing, and the sounds she was making, that she was nearing orgasm. The yelps of pleasure were extremely hot to listen to.
“Um… umm… oh… ah oh fuck… yeah… um… ah… I’m close… ah… oh… yes… fuck me… ah gonna cum… ah… YES… GONNA CUM… AH, FUCKING CUMMING!”
I watched my mum’s contorted face as she writhed about in sheer ecstasy. She slowed but continued to jolt with pleasure for another half a minute. She licked her lips and a smile spread across her face.
At this point, I moved swiftly, yet silently, to my room. That was the hottest thing I had ever witnessed, even hotter than the lesbian orgy I had seen at college. My dick was so hard that I thought it might explode. Now in my room, I began to pull on it, thinking of April giving me one of her mind-blowing blowjobs. However, images of my mum kept creeping into my head. I shot my load while imagining her saying, “Shoot your load on mommy’s big tits.”
I woke up the next morning, and walked into the kitchen. Mum was standing, cooking some bacon. She was wearing a translucent robe; therefore I was able to see the glorious view of her lacy panties disappearing into her round ass cheeks. This added to my morning hard-on. She turned her head towards me. She was glowing. Her beaming smile, her large, beautiful eyes – I had the sudden urge to hug her. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She seemed a little shocked.
“OK, this isn’t normal. What do you want me to buy?”
“Nothing, mum, you just looked great.”
“Yeah, you didn’t need to say that to tell me that,” she said while grinding her ass on my dick.
“Thanks for making this weird, mum,” I lied. Damn, her ass was great.
“I’ll take it as a compliment, son.” She giggled as she pulled her ass away from my hard cock.
She sat down at the table after handing me my bacon sandwich. Her robe opened slightly, giving me a clearer view of her lacy purple bra which molded itself to her spectacular breasts.
“So, what are you doing today?” Mum asked me before taking a bite of her bacon sandwich. It was a simple action, but it was still sexy.
“Nothing much, just play on the Xbox for a few hours,” I said while moving about, trying to make my erection less noticeable. “And you?”
“I’m going to lie on my bed and read a book.”
“Well, have fun,” I said, leaving the room.
I sat in my chair, controller in hand, headphones on. I didn’t have the sound on though. It was all part of the plan. I didn’t care that it was perverted, I needed to see my mum pleasuring herself again, it was so hot! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw mum open the door a crack. I didn’t turn towards her, just continued playing the game. She left, assuming I would be glued to the screen for hours.
About five minutes later, I left my room and slowly crept up to my mother’s bedroom. I stopped outside her room. I stood silently. My heart was racing; I imagined it was beating in time with each thrust of the vibrator into my mum’s cunt. I spied through a small crack in the door. She was moaning loudly, obviously close, still believing I had my headphones on. The vibrator she was holding was being thrust in and out of her dripping pussy. I could hear the wetness, a continuous sloshing sound.
“Ah… yes… um fuck me… yes… fuck me with that big dick… oh my god… uh… yes… fuck me James.”
Wait, I thought to myself, did she just say my name while trying to destroy her vagina with her vibrator. My dick got even harder. My thoughts returned to my mum as her voice got louder.
“YES… Fuck me James… Fuck me with that BIG COCK… OH MY GOD… I’m gonna cum… GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR BIG DICK… FUCK JAMES… CUMMING, AAH!”
She jammed her vibrator as far up her cunt as possible. She made a high-pitched squeal and squirmed about on the bed in pure delight. Drips of liquid escaped from her pussy and pooled on the floor. She lay there on the bed in her orgasmic juices, eyes shut, licking her lips. I sneaked back to my room and masturbated to the image of my mum having a powerful orgasm while moaning my name. Jizz quickly covered my desk.
I woke a few hours later, yet it was still only late afternoon. I went to find my mum. She was outside, lying out on her back by the pond. She wore a flowery summer dress that stopped high on her legs and tightly encased her wondrous tits. It was slightly weird seeing her in ‘Mum mode’ so soon after seeing her thrust a large vibrator up her pussy like she was a porn star. She smiled when she saw me, a smile which seemed to be bigger than usual.
I asked her if she wanted to watch a DVD later.
“What do you want to watch, son?”
“Thanks, hun, I like a man who lets me have what I want,” Mum replied, with a wink.
“I always aim to please.”
“That’s advice for life there, James. Give the women what they want and you shall receive the rewards.” She walked to me and gave me a hug.
“I’ll make dinner,” I offered.
“Thank you, son, you do give the women what they want.”
“And my reward?”
She leaned her head in and gave me a kiss on the lips. She withdrew slowly. I looked into her beautiful eyes, which seemed to be glazed over.
“Dinner better be good! I’m going to get dressed” Mum said as she went back inside.
I lay dinner on the table in front of mum, and lit a candle. The light illuminated her face, making her look like incredibly sexy. She stared intently at the oysters I had prepared.
“Mmm, looks good, almost as good as you, James.”
I blushed slightly. I had made an effort to look good, putting on her favourite shirt of mine.
“Thanks mum, and I must say you look great as well.”
She did. The casual but pretty dark blue skirt she wore accentuated her best bits and made her look slimmer. The makeup she wore was spot-on, not slutty, bringing attention to her lips and eyes. She looked ravishing.
“It would be great if other people said that,” Mum said, staring off into the distance.
“Ha, you should bring them over some time. It’s been too long,” she said, sounding forlorn.
“What,” I asked with a smile.
“I was just thinking about how, recently, you’ve turned into a great man. You’re smart, kind, and have a great body. It’s such a difference from the fifteen year old kid who wanked constantly.” She laughed at my embarrassed face.
“Yes, all the time. You have no idea how many times I have caught you looking at porn. Are you still into lesbian threesomes?” She laughed again.
“Thanks for ruining this, mum,” I said in a slightly annoyed tone.
“Oh it’s not ruined, lighten up. Come on, let’s go and watch the film.” She said getting up. I joined her.
“And for the record, yes I am,” I muttered. Mum laughed and rested her head on my shoulder.
I lay across the couch, and mum lay in front of me. I draped my hand over her stomach and caressed her softly. A slight moan escaped her lips. Her ass pushed against my legs. I didn’t know the film, it was some romantic comedy. I wasn’t really concentrating on the film, just on getting mum to make some slight sounds, while her ass slowly rubbing against my legs. About halfway through the film, I fell asleep.
In my dream, I was getting a blowjob. It felt amazing. But it wasn’t April using her mouth, it was mum. Damn, could she suck a dick! She was dragging her tongue up and down the length of my dick, sucking my balls into her mouth, and gagging as she took the whole cock down her throat. I reached out and started pushing her head up and down. This was a good dream. I felt like I was getting close.
Then I woke up.
Mum was no longer lying in front of me, but was now kneeling on the floor, facing the couch – and she had my whole dick in her mouth. Her eyes were closed, and the movement of her arms told me she was masturbating.
“Oh fuck, mum!” I shouted in surprise.
Her eyes burst open, in complete terror. She lifted her face off of my dick. It was a stunning sight to see my cock reappearing from her mouth. I was astonished at how she was able to take it all, and it made me horny as hell.
“Hush son, just enjoy.”
She spoke in a sultry voice, licking my dick in between words. With that, she gently pushed my chest back, to make me lie down again. She went back to work, sucking my dick back into her glorious mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down, slithering her tongue all over the sensitive head. I moaned in exquisite pleasure. It wasn’t long before I knew I was going to cum. Mum seemed to sense this and started rolling my balls in her hand, as if coaxing the ejaculate out.
“Mum, I’m gonna…” I breathed out.
She sucked even harder, lifting her head almost off my dick, leaving the tip at the entrance to her mouth. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes. This was all I could take, I lost it. I fought to keep my eyes open to watch my cum spurt into her mouth. My cum in my mum’s mouth. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life. Cum kept pouring from my dick, like a fountain. And yet, mum caught all of it in her mouth, all the while looking at me in the eye.
At last, I stopped cumming. All the cum that had been collected in mum’s mouth disappeared as she tilted her head back and swallowed. She licked her lips at the end. I think she enjoyed that more than the meal earlier. She then fell forward and rested her head on my chest. We hugged for many minutes in silence. I stroked her hair; the situation reminded me of being with April. Mum spoke first.
“I’m sorry, son. You fell asleep and then your dick was poking me in the back. It had been so long. I wanted it and when you woke up, I couldn’t stop.” She spoke quickly and quietly, with a wavering voice. “Please don’t think I’m a weirdo or anything.” Tears were forming in her eyes.
“Mum, you’re not a weirdo, calm down. I don’t regret it, neither should you. You were great.” I kissed her forehead.
“Thanks, James.” She reached her head up and kissed me on the lips.
We fell asleep like that, together. That night, I dreamt of mum, April barely appeared.
I woke up the next morning, and stumbled out of bed. I then strolled into the kitchen, where mum was pouring cereal into two bowls. She had the translucent robe on again, this time without the bra and panties. I was really tempted to grab her ass as it looked so inviting. Instead, however, I took a seat at the table. Mum then walked towards me. She had an extra bounce in her step; she looked happier today. With the extra bounce, her unrestricted tits wobbled with each step. She handed me my cereal.
“Did you want anything else?”
“Can I have some milk?” I asked, eyeing her tits. She laughed, nervously it seemed.
“These dried up ages ago,” she said, gently rubbing her breasts, “You and you’re sister sucked ’em dry. Your father did his part as well.” She chuckled, briefly fondly remembering her ex-husband.
“Can’t I at least try?”
“No,” she answered, blushing, as if she was embarrassed, though her body language made it seem as if she was glad her son had an interest in her body, “Anyway, I’m going out shopping soon, so I’m going to get dressed.”
As soon as mum left, I jumped on my computer and loaded up some porn. I then had a great idea; I got up and walked into mum’s room and dug around to find a pair of her panties. I shuffled through the drawer of lingerie, noticing a number of thongs, before finally settling on a sexy looking, almost see-through, black and blue pair.
I walked into my room, panties in hand and sat down in front of the computer. I then began to search for a porn video with someone who looked like mum. I scrolled through numerous pages of thumbnails of MILFS getting fucked. I wondered if any of them were real mothers and what their children thought of them. After a few minutes, I found a video of this brunette MILF riding her stepson’s dick out in the garden.
The slut on screen did look quite a lot like my mother; same flowing brown hair, similar age, probably a couple of years older. She had a tad smaller of a chest, but it was hard to tell, considering the way they were flopping all over the place due to the forceful fucking she was getting. She was a similar height, quite tall, and looked as if she weighed a bit less than my mum.
I wrapped my mother’s panties around my now rock-hard cock, and began to rapidly tug. I watched the screen, seeing the MILF’S cunt bouncing up and down on the fuckstick, she was completely shaved, unlike my mother’s small amount of hair. I listened to the porn star’s exaggerated moans on the screen and imagined it was my mother saying them.
“Oh fuck, yeah… fuck me… hard… harder… oh yeah… ah… um fuck yes… I’m so fucking horny… fucking my stepson… fuck me… You’re better than your father… oh fuck yes… fuck me with that big dick, son… ah fuck yes.” Her facial expression changed, she started screaming.
As the MILF on screen exploded in orgasm (or faked orgasm) I noticed movement in my doorway. It was mum. I could see her hand down her skirt. I continued stroking my cock with her panties, even harder now. I moaned out load, letting mum know I was thinking of her.
“Fuck mum, I’m… ah… gonna cum.”
My hand was moving extremely fast and I knew it would be any second now. I watched the guy on screen shoot his load over the slut’s face and tits. I imagined doing this to mum, and then, with a quiet but aggressive moan, I shot my cum into the crotch of mum’s panties. By the time I finished, it was impossible to tell the original colour, they were so drenched. Through the immense power of my orgasm, I heard a short gasp from my mother. Then she disappeared.
“Do anything different today, James?”
“No,” I answered nonchalantly, while thinking, “Well, I dumped a massive load in your panties while fantasizing about fucking you, and I saw you masturbating while watching me do it.”
The rest of the evening went by in relative silence.
I was just about to fall asleep, when I heard muffled sounds coming from my mum’s room. They were just about loud enough to tell that she was masturbating. There were a few “Oh Gods,” “Fucks” and many mentions of my name. I guess she had given up on checking on me to make sure I wouldn’t hear her while she pleasured herself.
I pictured my mum with her fingers and vibrator jamming in her pussy. I lay in bed with a rising cock, thinking about how much I had wanted my mum over the past few days after seeing her masturbating on the front room floor, and how much I could tell she had wanted me.
I decided to go for it.
I walked to her door, her moans increasing in volume, intensity and frequency. She was getting closer. I stopped at her door, and waited. I listened.
“Oh God, I’m gonna cum!”
This was my cue. I walked in her room, hard cock in hand. Mum looked me in the eye and came.
“Oh, fuck, James.”
I waited until her orgasm had subsided before speaking.
“Mum, you want this,” I said, rather forcefully.
She nodded weakly, as if unsure to change her fantasy to reality.
“And I should always give women what they want.” Again, she nodded.
I stepped forward, and placed my dick at the entrance to her pussy. I looked her in the eyes, and thrust in. She moaned softly, and hugged me tightly, causing my dick to push inside her as far as possible.
We stayed like this for a couple of minutes, mum breathing in my ear, me savouring the warm wetness that enveloped and every so often squeezed my dick. Then she spoke.
I began to move my hips forward and back, quickly building speed. We were in the missionary position, and soon her big, juicy tits were bouncing all over the place. They were flying about so fast that I thought they might tear off. I grabbed onto them and held them tightly by the nipples. Mum gasped at the rough handling of her boobs, and let out a grunt.
She was moaning words constantly, but I could not make them out. I was completely focused on pounding her cunt to orgasm before my own inevitable need to release took over. Luckily, Mum seemed to be enjoying the forceful fucking she was receiving. I looked at her face. Her mouth was open, she wore a complete look of ecstasy, her eyes were squeezed shut. Her brown hair flopped about and was sweaty, causing some of it to stick to her face, but it only made her look more beautiful.
Her noises got through to my ears.
“Oh fuck me… yes James… OH, I’m gonna cum!” she shouted before reaching up and bringing my mouth down onto hers. We slithered our tongues together, and I reached my hands to her face. As we kissed, she shook, and my dick became flooded in her orgasmic juices. This put me near the brink.
“Mum, I’m gonna cum.” I looked at her tits and thought about what I had wanted to do to her tits since I saw her writhing around on the floor earlier this week. I withdrew and started spewing cum immediately. Ropes and ropes shot over each breast. I aimed at each tit, in the end unloading so much that my cum almost completely covered her wondrous tits.
I looked at her. There was nothing I wanted to do more than take a picture of her and then look at it whenever I felt slightly sad. Lying on her back on the bed, dishevelled hair, glowing skin, wide eyes, open mouth, cum splattered tits, dripping vagina, soft, juicy legs. She looked perfect. I collapsed next to her on the bed and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.