There is an illustrated version of this story.
Chapter 1
Andy and Linda are mother and son, but those who didn’t know them would think they were brother and sister. They were twenty years apart in age, Andy 22 and Linda 42, but they looked a lot like brother and sister except for a few crow’s feet at the corners of Linda’s eyes. Andy was a strong, handsome guy, six feet two inches tall and weighing one hundred and eighty pounds. Linda was a sturdy woman, five feet nine inches tall and about 155. With her large breasts, rounded hips, blonde hair, blue eyes and beautiful skin, it looked like she had never been touched by the sun. As a young woman, Linda was a model and worked for a clothing manufacturer. She left the industry after meeting and marrying her husband. She didn’t go back to work until after Andy was born and started school. After returning to work, she became an elementary school teacher. Years later, her husband died suddenly and she quit her job again. She felt that without a father, Andy would need more attention than a child with parents. That was all she had left.
Linda grew up in a family of six whose parents followed an unusually strict moral code. Their views on sex and sexual activity are outside the mainstream. Linda wasn’t allowed to date until she was eighteen and wasn’t even able to attend her prom. Because of her strict upbringing, she is quite naïve about the ways of the world, especially when it comes to sex. She met and fell in love with her husband during her senior year of high school and was a virgin when they got married. He is a nice guy, but not a lover of people. His idea of sex was to turn off the lights, roll over Linda, and penetrate her until she relieved, much to Linda’s dismay. However, since Linda doesn’t know the difference, she doesn’t realize that women deserve to be pleasured too. Yes, she has had orgasms, but they were manually stimulated and were very brief. Whether it was normal sex or masturbation, she always felt dirty afterwards, or so she thought. She was living with increasing sexual frustration and had basically put the idea of sex out of her mind. However, now at age 42, her body and mind were betraying her. There was an almost constant feeling of sexual arousal, satisfied only briefly when masturbating.
Her sex drive had steadily increased over the past few years, but a year ago she went crazy when she began having frequent sex-related dreams. She would wake up in such a state of sexual arousal that she had to masturbate to relieve the tension. In the past, a short period of masturbation could satisfy her physical desires for a long time. However, now it happens almost every night. The worst part is that all the men in her dreams look alike and bear a striking resemblance to her son Andy. After months of struggling with erotic thoughts and dreams, she began to wonder if she was crazy. As a result, she finally mustered up the courage to visit a psychiatrist. It did not take long for the female psychologist to understand that Linda was experiencing late sexual maturation. She explained to Linda that it is perfectly normal for a healthy woman to have sex dreams. It is healthy and is happening now because of her suppressed sexual development. Of course, Linda did not tell the doctor that the man in her dream looked exactly like her 21-year-old son. This will make him feel extremely embarrassed.
The psychologist tried to explain to Linda that there was nothing dirty about sex. Yet Linda could not erase the beliefs that her parents had effectively instilled in her mind. It took years to get there and talking to a professional is not going to change that overnight. The doctors told her that her upbringing and marriage inhibited normal and healthy sexual feelings. She encouraged Linda to date and experience the beauty of sexual relationships. Of course, dating was out of the question for Linda. She wanted Andy to move back home and she did not want anything to stand in her way. More than that, he is the man in her life and she does not need anyone else.
It was against this backdrop that her relationship with her son began to change. She began to wonder how her repressed sexual feelings were affecting her son. She had rarely discussed sex with him and had never initiated it, so she wasn’t sure how much he knew. Andy dated a few different girls, and she stopped him several times when he was engaging in some type of sexual activity. Although she didn’t rebuke him verbally, she let him know through body language that what he was doing was inappropriate. Now, after discussions with a psychologist, she wonders about the legacy she imposed on her son. Did he do exactly what his parents did to him? Does he think sex is dirty? Is he as sexually repressed as she was? And, was he still a virgin at 22? She had no real way of finding out, or so she thought.
He remembered a conversation he had with his son a few years earlier when he was 18:
It was a beautiful winter day, and she and Andy sat by the fire, watching the snowflakes fall through the large French windows. They were holding a cup of hot chocolate and talking about their week when Andy brought up a topic that sent a chill down her spine. He had been acting strange for the past week, and she wondered if there was something going on between him and his new girlfriend. She hadn’t seen Britta in almost a week.
“Mom, can I ask you something?” Andy asked.
“Of course, dear, you can ask me any questions,” Linda replied with a smile.
“Well, I…uh…it’s…I mean…uh…it’s…uh about sex.”
Linda felt her face turn red. At the time she thought it was all due to embarrassment. Looking back later she realized there was more to it than that. Of course, she was surprised that her son was asking her questions about sex at this age. She thought he was too old to discuss the birds and the bees, even if he was qualified to discuss the subject, which he wasn’t. His parents never discussed sex with him except to say that it was wrong and dirty. She didn’t want him to think it was dirty, of course, at least until he was married. She took a deep breath and said, “You can still ask me anything…even…uh sex.”
“Well, Britta and I broke up last week.”
“Oh, dear, I’m sorry to hear that,” Linda said. Actually, she wasn’t sorry to hear the news at all. She didn’t like any of the girls her son dated. They weren’t good enough for him.
“Thanks. The reason we broke up bothered me.” Andy was stunned and his face suddenly turned red.
Linda thought maybe he wanted his girlfriend to give him a handjob, but he refused.
“Yes, go ahead.”
“This is really hard to talk about, but I don’t have anyone else to talk to about this.” Andy paused again and gathered his courage. “Mom, Britta wanted me to… do something… and I… well, I don’t know… it just felt dirty.”
“Dirty?” Linda asked, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
“Uh… well, he did… I mean he told you… put his mouth on me… down there.”
“Oh,” Linda said in surprise. God, she thought, that little slut. I knew she was a slut when I first met her, she thought. Her mind is racing now… get a hold of yourself and calm down. “I see,” she said with a calmness she hadn’t felt. For some strange reason, she felt a tingling there, which was unusual.
“See…Britta wants me to do the same to her.”
“Oh my god,” Linda said, instantly regretting it. “I’m sorry, sweetheart…I mean…what did you do…I mean you didn’t do that, did you?”
“No. But I…I want this too.”
Suddenly, Linda shivered all over. She hadn’t realized that she had suddenly wrapped herself around herself as if she was freezing. She had to resist the urge to jump out of the room. This was more than she had expected when she agreed to talk to him about “anything.” She wondered what she was going to do now. If she told him it was dirty and disgusting, wouldn’t she be just like her parents? Of course she knew the answer. It was dirty and disgusting, though. But why did her heart beat faster and her body tremble when she thought of such disgusting behavior? She needed time to think, but she didn’t know how to end the conversation without embarrassing her son.
“Are you okay, Mom?” Andy asked.
“Uh… yeah… then, go ahead,” Linda said, biting her lip almost till it bled.
“Well, now that he did it to me, he said it was the only right thing to do. From the way the men talked about it, I knew most of them would do it… you know, to eat their girlfriends.”
“Really?” Linda said so loudly that she was out of breath.
“Yeah. They’re always talking about how they’re going to eat this girl or that girl.”
She didn’t know what to say, so she said, “Would you like to eat?” Don’t be rude, Andy.
“And what would you call that?”
“I don’t know. When you say eat it, it sounds…disgusting.”
“Well, everyone says that girls love it and that they have crazy orgasms when they do it.”
“Is that them?”
“That’s what they say. I wonder, would it be as dirty or untidy if everybody did that?”
“So there’s women down there… you know, peeing and stuff.” Linda fought the incredible tingling sensation she was now feeling.
“I know, but they swore they would do it.”
Linda said, “Andy, I… uh… I forgot… I have some things to do… We can continue this conversation later.” Suddenly, she saw Andy’s shoulders slump and his head bow down.
“I’m…sorry…I shouldn’t have brought that up.”
Linda was heartbroken. “No, no, sweetheart. I’m glad you did. But I have some things to do. We can continue this conversation later,” she said, quickly leaving the room. She knew it was wrong to leave him like that, but she couldn’t stay there for a moment longer. She ran to her bedroom and quickly closed the door. She leaned back in her chair, breathing fast. Her body was shaking and her genitals were throbbing. She moaned in submission and lifted her skirt and removed her panties. Then she hurried to the bed and fell on it. Her fingers reached her pussy and she gasped… her lips were swollen beyond belief and juices were flowing from her hole. She spread her labia and discovered a huge lump. She had to look down to make sure it was indeed her clitoris… it was always a small thing at the top of her labia… something she had to work hard to find. Now it was clearly visible, sticking out of the hood and looking like a large, fleshy pea. She gasped when she touched it and saw it quiver. She touched it again, but the result was still the same. She started rubbing it. “Oh God, oh God,” she gasped. It only took her a few seconds to reach climax. It was something she had never felt in her life. Her body began to convulse and she almost rolled over on the bed like a convulsion. Waves of pleasure were surging up and down her body, making her toes curl. Hearing her moans from afar, realizing it was coming from her, one orgasm melted into another. The pleasure lasted so long that she began to wonder if she was going to die. She didn’t do so, but she fainted.
After that incident, Linda never looked at Andy that way again. They never ended their conversation, but nothing happened between them publicly until several years later.
Chapter 2
Andy moved out of Linda’s home when he was 20, but he struggled to make ends meet. He worked for two years until he began having serious financial problems. As a result, he asked his mother if he could move back in for a little while, at least until he got back on his feet. Linda was overjoyed. She missed him very much, and although he visited her often, things were not the same anymore. She agreed and he moved back home immediately. Things soon returned to normal and their relationship continued as it had been before he left. Andy was the love of her life and she would do anything for him. However, sometimes the way she saw him looking at her made her feel uncomfortable. There was an expression in his eyes that she couldn’t understand… maybe he did, and that was what bothered her. She would see him looking at her even when she didn’t know she was looking.
After Andy left home two years ago, Linda started wearing less… more casual clothes around the house. She doesn’t dress up just so anyone can see her, so the clothes show off her maturing curves more. Now that Andy is back, she wonders if she should go back to her more modest ways of dressing. But she had convinced herself that she was stupid. She is twenty years older than him, why should he look at her as a mother. She remembers when she was twenty thinking that at forty a man or woman is too old and not attractive anymore.
Although Linda had gained some weight over the years since Andy left, she knew she was still attractive, like a fully grown woman. She had noticed many men looking twice at her. Now, since Andy had moved back, he looked at her like those nameless men. Linda tried to deny what she felt when she caught him looking at her. But it reminded her of a story he had shared with her about his girlfriend years ago. She had tried to put the incident behind her, but now it came back to haunt her. She wished she had ended that conversation. She wondered if she had followed through on her girlfriend’s request to use her mouth on him… “eat him up” like she had said. On the surface she still felt disgusted, but she remembered her conversation with the doctor clearly, and she wondered if she had been wrong. If it was wrong, why was she still trembling with unnecessary excitement at the thought?
A strange and incredibly embarrassing incident occurred soon after Andy moved back. It was an unusually hot afternoon, and Linda made a habit of leaving all the doors in the house open to keep the air flowing, including the bathroom door. One afternoon, she went to the bathroom and forgot to lock the door. She was sitting on the toilet and suddenly she looked up and saw him standing in the doorway. He stared between her legs, not noticing her looking back at him. Linda was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment. At that moment, she saw a very strange look in his eyes.
“Andy!” Linda nearly screamed.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Mom.” Andy said blushingly and quickly walked away.
Incredibly, after Linda closed the door, she sat back on the toilet and began masturbating.
After this, Linda tried to maintain a level of privacy by making sure the bathroom and bedroom doors were always locked. However, this was not the last time she masturbated thinking about it.
Then, something happened that changed everything. One afternoon, Andy came home from work excited. He said a friend had a cabin in the mountains and said he could use it whenever he wanted.
“Mom, can we go there for vacation?”
“A cabin in the woods? I don’t know, Andy, I don’t really like cabins or the woods.”
“He said it was rustic but really nice. We could go for walks and swim in the pond nearby… you know, nature. He said there was also a lagoon and a huge waterfall. If it was just you and me, that would be great for me.
Linda blushed at her mother’s obsession with staying with him. She started to say, Why don’t you find a friend to go with you, but then stopped. What if one of his female friends wanted to go with him? She didn’t want him staying with some prostitute or slut in the mountains. After a long, thoughtful pause, she said, “I guess we could go for a few days.”
Andy jumped up and hugged his mother. “This is so nice… This is so good. You’re going to love it. It’s going to be a time for you and me to get to know each other again.”
Linda suddenly felt anxious. Is she alone with him? Is this a good idea, she wonders? But he was so excited and she had already said yes that it was too late to change her mind.
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Two weeks later, Andy and Linda were in a rented Jeep, driving up the winding road to the cabin. It was a warm summer day, with a light breeze, sparkling leaves, and blue sky. Linda felt refreshed. Just breathing in the fresh mountain air gave her a sense of peace she desperately needed. Maybe this would be fun after all, she thought. However, as she tried to put all her worries behind her, doubts still lingered about being alone with Andy. It felt crazy because she’d been home alone with him before. But this felt more intimate. She told herself he was her son, she was his mother, and it would be good for them to spend time together. What could possibly go wrong?
Andy was lost in his own thoughts. He was so excited to be away from his mother. Although he didn’t know how his mother felt, he had his own twisted feelings. Of course, he loved his mother, but this was more than that. Even though he had gone on enough dates, no girl could really compare to her. They were always too immature and too thin. His view of female beauty is more…well, more maternal. He took a look as he drove. He loved her beautiful blue eyes and shoulder-length blonde hair, which she wore in two ponytails during the trip, which framed her round face and made her look like a much younger woman. He loved the way her big breasts bounced when the jeep bumped the road. He liked the way they looked different and sagged maturely without sagging.
Andy was surprised when his mother came out of the house wearing shorts and a tank top and no bra underneath. Not that she needed one. He also noticed her tight denim shorts and liked the way they lifted and shaped her round ass. One of his many fantasies about his mother was to hide his face between her cheeks, licking and kissing every inch of her. Those nipples were hard like two pearls in a ripe oyster, incredible and perfect for sucking. He pushed the thought out of his mind as he began to stand up. However, unlike his mother, he had no inhibitions about sex. Since high school, he had loved being with a lot of girls, but when he had sex with them, he always imagined his mother. He no longer thought about whether it was right or wrong to think of his mother like that. As long as no one knew, especially his mother, what harm it did.
As they headed further into the forest, the road changed from pavement to dirt/gravel and the climb became steeper. They crossed a rickety bridge over a raging river. The fast moving river water is only a few feet from the bridge deck. It’s a little scary, but also exhilarating and exciting.
“This must be the waterfall my friend was talking about,” Andy said, pointing up the mountain to a large waterfall to his left. “So we have to stay close.”
Linda smiled and said, “Well, my butt hurts.”
I’ll massage it for you Andy thought for a moment, but said no.
Linda hadn’t seen the house in several hours, and the emptiness made her even more worried that they were in trouble. She had never been camping and never wanted to go. But she couldn’t turn Andy down, especially since he seemed so excited about the trip. Now, as they got further away from civilization, she began to feel a little remorseful. But it wasn’t just the emptiness that bothered her. She could feel Andy’s eyes on her and she regretted not wearing a bra. She felt her breasts bounce hard as they walked along the rough road. Her nipples were rubbing against her top, making them hard… the excitement was sending a constant unwanted shiver down her spine… not to mention the effect his eyes were having on her. It felt like he could almost see through her top.
