“This is my first submission. I think the title and description say it all. Enjoy!
7:25 a.m. At the breakfast table, my mom and I sat across from each other. We both ate the healthy breakfast she had just made. We exchanged glances while eating eggs. My mom and I began a new relationship last night, and the tension continued until the next morning.
“Good morning, we have to go.” Dad said, picked up a piece of toast from my plate and walked out the door.
As soon as the door closed behind her, my mom and I looked at each other. After hearing the car pull off the road, my mom stood up and walked over to me. Without making eye contact, I started taking off my Nike mesh shorts. My mom took off her pajamas and sat on my lap. We started fucking uncontrollably.
Let me tell you a back story that led to this moment.
My mom’s name is Karen, and to give you a quick impression, she looks a lot like Denise Milani at an older age. The 38-year-old has amazingly long legs, huge breasts, a juicy ass, beautiful full lips and big, disturbing green eyes. An appearance of confidence. She is the head instructor at a local gym and teaches spinning classes, yoga, Pilates and weight training. My dad, Gary, used to exercise a lot when I was younger, but he also kept it a little more relaxed due to his daily work schedule.
Growing up, my parents made sure I was very active in sports and academics. I was in my last semester of high school and had become the starting third baseman on the school baseball team. My dad was so proud of me when I came home with the great news. My mom was even more happy and she almost threw me down to congratulate me. I sincerely wish you a loving family. Since I was their only child, I had all their attention.
“We are so proud of you!” my mother shouted, running towards me. Her beautiful arms went around my neck and she jumped on top of me. Her excitement took me by surprise and we both fell to the floor. She started kissing me over and over again.
“Mom!” I grabbed her waist, turned her on her back and rolled on top of her. I playfully looked into her eyes and pushed her to the ground. She laughed loudly and met my eyes, her beautiful brown hair falling into her face. My father immediately came from behind me, put me in a head lock and playfully slammed me to the ground. As you can see, I have a happy family.
Last Saturday morning, I got up very early because I had baseball practice. I was eating a bowl of cereal when I remembered that my coach told me that our game last Wednesday would be on the local news. When my parents go back to sleep, I look forward to seeing a news website on my computer. After reading this article, I checked the homework on my computer that I had done the night before. Then I noticed a folder titled “1990’s Portfolio”. My curiosity got the better of me and I opened the folder. Inside I found more folders titled “JC Penny”…”Sears”…”Playboy Auditions”…”Pinup Lingerie”…”Bikini Sets” and so on. I was shocked to see all these pictures of my mother in different poses and outfits in each folder.
My heart starts beating faster as I feel myself getting really hard. I can barely breathe while flipping through the binders. My cock gets even harder as I hear the stairs outside my office start to creak. Someone is coming down! If I wasn’t already short of breath, I would be approaching heart attack status. I immediately closed all the folders and opened the web page I was looking at. When I closed the last folder, I saw a couple of folders titled “Nude Pictorials” and “Glamour Models Gone Bad.” Thank god for creaking floors.
Mom came in and said, “Hey honey, what are you doing up so early?”
She was wearing her usual late night and early morning pajamas. Her outfit was perfectly accentuating her every curve.
“Well, it’s nothing like that, Mom, I just want to read articles about sports,” I said hoarsely.
“Oh, really? What does it say?” she asked, walking towards me. Everything seems to slow down from there. I looked back at her after closing the last folder. Suddenly, I imagined my mom walking towards me in the green Malibu string bikini I had just seen her wearing on my computer. It was like a cheesy 80s movie, everything around me was blurry and all focus and attention was focused on my mom.
There was nothing I could process or process at that moment. I stood up and drew a line B on the door. My mind was racing as I ran past him.
“Umm, well, I can take you to practice in about 45 minutes,” she said as I ran up the stairs.
I ran into the bathroom, locked the door and turned on the shower. I immediately remembered the sexy photos I had seen of my mom. Immediately came to mind were the photos from the “Beach Outfits” folder. Another photo of my mom in a different bikini. In each photo, she has a disgusting, seductive expression on her face, as if to say: “Please jump on me and fuck my brains out.” In one in particular she was on all fours with her knees together and her perfectly round ass raised in the air. I covered my mouth with my hands even harder than before.
That’s when my obsession with sex and my hot mom began.
Fast forward to today, and in recent weeks, my addiction to my mom has grown stronger, even more pornographic.
I was doing homework at the dining room table when she came in with Dad.
“How about a date night?” I said to the two of them. I looked up and saw my mom wearing a very sexy, very short black dress. She was clearly frustrated or disappointed.
“That’s okay,” Dad said as he walked from the dining room to the living room. “I’m going to sleep, I have a long day tomorrow.” He walked upstairs.
“Is everything okay?” I asked my mom.
“Yeah, it’s okay. Dad’s really stressed out at work,” she said, getting a bottle of water out of the refrigerator.
“Are you sure?” I asked worriedly.
If you haven’t guessed by now, we are a close family and we all feel it when something is wrong. However, even though she was upset, I couldn’t help but stare at her big cleavage that she was showing off. Her breasts rippled sexily and jiggled slightly when she sat down. I was really worried, but I couldn’t help but notice the nice 32E breasts that looked great with that dress.
“Don’t tell your dad.” She looked up to make sure he was gone. “But we’re trying to have a nice night, but all he’s done lately is complain.”
I was instantly lost in my mom’s eyes when she told me how my dad had changed. This happens so often lately, my mom will tell me something and I’ll get tunnel vision about my desires. As she continued to say how my dad was no longer the man she married 20 years ago, my cock got uncomfortably hard. I often dreamed about intense, incestuous sex with my sexy mom in class.
“…Dear, do you understand?” Mom said, and I immediately woke up from my stupor.
“Yes, yes. It stinks, Mom. If I were him, I would treat you like a goddess.” What did I just say out loud? I looked ahead, trying to focus on the words I had just spoken subconsciously.
“You’re so cute. I love you so much,” she said fondly.
After a while I saw her standing by the sink. She was looking at me with a sexy smile. I looked at her confused and acted like I hadn’t just called her a goddess. I watched as she leaned against the counter, her hands folded under her breasts. Still smiling, she tilted her head slightly to the right.
“What?” I asked, feeling a little uneasy.
“Do you think I’m pretty? Honestly.” She asked seductively. My mouth immediately went dry. Panic flashbacks started, worrying I’d say or do something I’d regret. I stopped making eye contact with her and somehow my attention shifted to her slim waist and incredibly sexy ass. Her mouth-watering thighs were a close second and they alone made me say…”Mom, you really are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Silence descended on the kitchen again. I pulled out my phone and started eating again, pretending I didn’t want to talk about it any more.
“Thanks for listening, dear.” With that she stood up and walked into the living room. She never broke eye contact with me. I immediately blushed and realized I had to be more careful.
“Baby, what time do you practice in the morning?” she called from the living room.
I got up and met her in the living room. She sat on the sofa and took off her high heels. Her short skirt reached her mother’s thick thighs.
“Honey, when are you going to practice?” she asked again.
I stood in front of her and saw that her soft breasts were almost peeking out of her dress. It was obvious that I was staring at her exposed flesh. She immediately looked at her breasts and saw that almost half of her breasts were exposed for her son to see. Then she looked at me without making any move to cover herself.
“Honey, you really can’t control yourself, can you?” she said, smiling.
“What? I mean. Sorry Mom, but… they’re unbelievable.” I said, stumbling over my answer.
My mother looked at the stairs, then at me, then at her breasts, then back at me. As I stared at her, I noticed she was clearly a little aroused. She took a deep, thoughtful breath, which made her deep cleavage stand out even more.
Her sexy red lips opened and she said, “Brad, your father is upstairs.”
“Sorry, mother…”
“That means we have to be quiet.” She stopped me and started taking off her earrings.
I’m 6’2″ and taller than her and she’s sitting on the couch. She looks forward and sees my hard-on starting to bulge through my jeans.
“Mom. I love you. I’m sorry to see you like this,” I said.
Mom was clearly having a hard time looking away from my crotch. Then she looked back at me.
“You are clearly a man now. I hope you will develop this desire, but you cannot look at me like you did before. Now she stopped.” “I see only one solution. Go ahead and sit on the couch.” She pointed to the loveseat next to her.
I sat down as she walked toward me.
Then mom laid me down on the loveseat and started kissing my face thoroughly. This was definitely not the kiss a mother would usually give her son. The force of her attack pushed me back onto the couch. I grabbed her big mommy bulges and pulled her to me and we continued with full passion. Our sexual assault began right in the living room. This derailed train cannot be stopped. My mother came, without making eye contact, then sat on my lap and started kissing me again. Our tongues began to fight with each other as she started rubbing her wide hips on my cock. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I was sure I was making the most of it. All the images I had seen of her in sexy tracksuits, beautiful dresses, nighttime lingerie, all immediately came to my mind. I grabbed the back of mom’s head, pulled her hair back and attacked her tender neck. She let out a moan and if I had put it into words she would have said, “Oh god yes”.
“Is everything okay in there?”
Both my mother and I stopped and looked at each other.
“Karen, are you okay?” my dad yelled from the top of the stairs.
If Dad were walking down the stairs right now, he would see his wife of 20 years and his adult son warming up in the loveseat. We stared at each other and then my mom spoke.
“Yes dear, Brad and I are just cleaning under the couch. Get back in bed,” she said, quickly reaching down and starting to unzip my pants. I couldn’t believe Mom had started to continue her indecent behavior.
“What if Daddy comes down?”
“He won’t…” she told me
“Go to sleep, dear. You have to get up early and go to work,” she yelled, groping for my belt. Mom cleverly pulled my cock out of my pants and tucked it in the front of her panties.
“Okay. Do you want to come up?” my dad asked
“Soon, umm. Soon, oh my god…” my mom replied instantly as I entered her neck.
Her perfume is intoxicating.
“Look,” my mom said confidently and began massaging my penis expertly from top to bottom.
The feeling is unbelievable. I believe I understood it all, and then my mom pointed to my ear. She sucked my earlobe with her tongue. I started to fully understand my mom’s sexuality. Then she started talking dirty to me. None of the girls I have been with likes using dirty words during sex or making out. It is definitely a lost art.
“Fuck me baby. Your cock is so hard. Do you like it when I jerk you off like that? Tell me. Tell me what you want to do to me. I didn’t answer him at first because I was so focused on cumming right there and finishing the whole scene.”
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” my mom whispered loudly, almost out of breath.
All I can say is “bullshit”.
“Do you like those pictures of your mom on the computer?” she said softly, touching my ear.
“What? Oh mom. What? How did you know?”
“Come on baby, you ran out of the room with the biggest idiot. Your face is screaming, you are looking at something you shouldn’t be looking at. Looking at dirty pictures of your…your mom” she said moaning softly. I think she just had a small orgasm. I took a deep breath of satisfaction, knowing that the truth is out and my sexy mom is happy with all this.
Then my mom reached for her panties and pulled them aside. She grabbed my throbbing hard cock with her other hand and guided it towards her warm, wet vagina.
“Dear, I need it now, but we have to be quiet.” She was almost crying.
“Yes,” I said firmly. At that moment I felt her wet pussy swallow my big cock. She went down on my extremely hard cock, inch by inch. Her hair was still perfectly cropped and her cleavage was showing, the dress was high around her waist and her mother started to move slowly up and down.
“Oh my baby. You’re so big” she whispered seductively.
She slowly and deliberately moved her hips again, and the next thing I knew I was inside my mom’s hot wet pussy. She was still dressed, except for her ankles, which were beginning to bounce on her legs. Her fabulous breasts were still inside her dress, but the material didn’t stop them from bouncing lewdly along her body. I didn’t even bother taking my clothes off in case Dad decided to get up for a late night snack and ram his testicles inside my hot mom.
My mom moved closer until we were face to face. Her eyes burned lustfully into mine. My eyes said use me to please you.
“‘Oh my god, Bunny. Your cock feels so good.'” She started fucking me harder. Suddenly, my mom took things to another level.
“Tell me how much you want it mom. Besides being your loving mother, cooking and cleaning for you, what else do you want from me?” she said in a trembling voice. The loveseat beneath me started to shake a little from the constant bouncing. Her beautiful long hair was waving up and down over her face and shoulders.
“I want you every day” I wasn’t sure what she really wanted to say to me.
“Say it, love. Say exactly what you want me to do. It’s healthy to give in to these urges,” he said as he continued to fuck me.
I reached down and grabbed her ass again, lifting her whole body off of me. I moved her to the other side of the loveseat and lay on her back between her legs. My mom was very surprised by my aggression, but also clearly aroused by my strength. I quickly put my cock in her pussy and she let out a soft moan. I immediately closed her mouth with my hand so that her moans would not get louder. I started fucking her faster and harder. I knew this was what she wanted and needed.
“I want you to let me fuck you every day. I want you to wear the same sexy clothes I saw you wearing on the computer. You have a sexy body and you need to show it off. I can’t believe my mother wore that to be a model,” I said and grabbed the collar of her dress and pulled it down below her breasts, causing her huge milky white tits to bounce out.
“Hey bad boy! You shouldn’t fuck your mom like that. Oh my god. Use me” She then looked into my eyes with a wicked smile. “You like fucking me? You like it when mom’s pussy grabs your cock!”. She screamed dirty words and the fact that she was my mom turned us both on. I put my hand over her mouth again. I was so ready to fuck her. Pushing her beautiful body into the loveseat where she spent countless nights watching TV.
She pushed my hand away and brought my head closer to hers. “Honey! I’m about to cum so hard!” she screamed at me. “Fuck me harder! Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop!”
“Cum for me, mom! Cum for your son!” I said firmly in her ear. It worked for her. Her eyes filled with lust, love and passion that started rolling to the back of her head. Her perfect breasts were bouncing and moving wildly on her chest. Her pussy started to squirt. She reached forward and grabbed the back of my neck to add pressure, her hips were constantly thrusting into me. The love seat is now really creaking and sliding. That’s when my mom started to cum.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh”. “I’m going to cum on your cock”. Her body convulsed violently for about 10-15 seconds. Her very red lips were slightly parted and her breathing was out of control. As if she had been punched, her hips bucked against me, her legs wrapped around me and she started grinding as hard as she could.
Thump thump thump thump thump.
I continued to pound into her pussy, showing no mercy. Then I decided I didn’t want to break the love seat because at the speed we were going, it was inevitable. I picked my mom up again and gently laid her down on the shaking rug.
“Honey! What are you doing? Oh my god, that’s so good!” she said, still panting.
I laid her down and started pounding her again, hard and fast. She spread her legs, her skirt riding up around her waist again. She grabbed her boobs and pushed those perfect parts together. “Put your face in mom’s boobs! You know you want to do this!”. My mom started to come to her senses and decided it was time for me to cum. I buried my face in her huge jutting boobs. I started to fuck her faster and faster. My hips collided with hers, making her whole body bounce.
“Hit me! Hit your mother!”
Thump thump thump thump thump.
“Look at me, Brad. Look at me,” he said in his warm country voice. He lifted my head off his chest and told me to look into his eyes
“Look at me, baby. On the living room floor. Watch me get fucked! Fuck my pussy, baby. Fuck mommy’s pussy.”
Thump thump thump thump thump.
Mom kept talking dirty while I got off her body.
