I’m Morgan. I’m eighteen years old with dirty blonde hair. I’m kinda chubby, but at one hundred seventy five pounds, I still have a nice figure. My cock is average sized, and I wanna make love to my mom.
My mom is forty one years old. She has blonde hair and like many women her age, she wears glasses. She also has a nice round, squishy looking ass. I believe her breasts are 34 or 36D but whatever their size, they are very nice.
Like me, she’s got some meat on her bones, but she isn’t fat. I think she still has a very nice body.
I’ve always had a very close relationship with my mom. I may be eighteen, but I’m not afraid to hug my mom in front of my friends, or give her kisses in public. I really don’t care what others think.
She’s been married to my dad for almost twenty years. They are in love and I couldn’t be more happy to say that!
This all started on a usual Thursday night. My mom and I were the last ones up watching a TV movie when a sex scene came on.
Feeling aroused, I adjusted how I was sitting so I could try and conceal my erection. It didn’t work.
My mom looked at me, and said, “Looks like you’re enjoying the movie.”
“Sorry, can’t help it.”
“It’s fine, it’s normal. You’re a teen, it’s gonna happen.”
I caught myself staring into space, not even realizing I’d been caressing my hard-on the whole time.
My mom saw, and said, “Umm… What are you doing?”
Realizing what was going on, I stopped.
She said, “It’s okay if you do that, but only in your own privacy.”
I apologized and we watched the rest of the movie.
About halfway through, my mom looked at me and said, “Are you okay? You look like you have something on your mind.”
I was caught off guard and I didn’t know what to say.
Nervously, I told her, “Actually, Mom, there is something private I wanna talk to you about, but you can’t tell anybody.”
“Sure, of course,” she answered.
“You can’t tell anyone about this. Promise?”
“Okay,” she said.
“I’m serious. Not even Dad. Especially not Dad,” I emphasized.
She reassured me saying, “I promise, you have my word.”
I cleared my throat, and nervously spoke my mind.
“As you know, it’s no secret that I masturbate. Well, just like about anyone else, I fantasize about people l like, celeb crushes, and the usual. But recently, one fantasy keeps popping in to my thoughts, and I’m a bit nervous telling you.”
“Go ahead, I’m listening,” she said.
“Please keep an open mind. The person I keep fantasizing about has been you.”
“I don’t really know why I do, But I’ve done my research and I’ve found it’s not just me that has this same kind of feeling. It’s normal. It’s called ‘incest’.”
“I’ve found different things that I can try to get rid of them, not necessarily for good, but for awhile.”
She looked worried, surprised and flattered all at the same time and it took her a second to say anything.
Finally she said, “What are these ways?”
“Well, there were five. Number five is, I could stand outside your door while you and Dad have sex, but only if you make any kind of sound, that way I know what you sound like.”
“Number four is we could get naked. I can feel you up and kiss you so I know what you feel and taste like.”
“For number three, you could make a video of yourself masturbating, making noises, talking dirty and saying my name.”
“Number two would be that you could strip for me every once in awhile.”
“The best way though, is for us to have sex,” I explained.
She was amazed how much research I did on this. Then, she asked, “So what if we have sex, will that get rid of this for good?”
“No,” I said. “It’s gotta happen at least once a month,” I lied.
“So with all this said, I want to know… If I can have sex with you?”
We sat there for a few minutes until I heard her say, “Okay.”
“What?” I asked, surprised by what I just heard.
She said, “We’ll have sex.”
I jumped out of my chair and hugged her. Then, I started feeling her up and passionately kissing her, dancing with her tongue and mine.
She stopped me and asked if there was anything we needed to do first?
I told her, “In order for this to work, it’s gotta go exactly the way it does in my mind. So that means you need to change clothes.”
“In to what?” she asked.
“Your matching red and gold bra, a thong, tight dark blue jeans and a T-shirt.”
She looked at me confused. “Why do you want me fully clothed?” she asked.
I said, “Because, I’ve always thought it would be sexy to to undress a woman like that.”
She understood and went to change.
About ten minutes later, she walked into my room, dressed exactly the way I asked.
She said, “Are you ready to fuck me?”
I said, “I’ve been ready.”
With that, she got on top of me and we kissed passionately.
I was rubbing my hands all over her body, squeezing her ass and listening to her moan.
She sat up and slowly took her shirt off. I grabbed her beautiful breasts, squeezing them. She was still wearing her bra, but I didn’t care. I could tell she liked what I was doing by the way she was moaning.
“Mmm… Ahhh… You like my titties don’t you? Keep squeezing them. That feels so good!” She unzipped her jeans revealing her sweet, round ass. She sat back up and un-clasped her bra, throwing it to the side. My jaw dropped to the sight of her beautiful breasts.
I squeezed them even tighter as I was bringing them to my mouth. Then I started sucking on them while squeezing and smacking her ass.
She screamed lightly, “That’s right spank my naughty ass! I’ve been a bad girl!”
She started to take her thong off. I stopped her and said, “There’s one thing I really want you to do when you take that off.”
“What’s that?” she asked.
I said, “Get up real quick and do a little strip dance. Swing and caress your ass as you take your thong off.”
She obliged and got up. Then, turning away from me, and started swaying her ass slowly.
Rubbing her fingers between her crack as she took her thong off.
I pulled her to me. I licked and kissed every part of her amazing ass.
Then she got back on top of me.
We kissed some more, but I wanted one more thing and I didn’t even have to ask, she just did it.
She turned herself to where her face was above my cock and she was sitting on my face.
I started eating her out as she gave me a blowjob. I could hear her moaning as I ate her out. She came twice and as she sucked me, off I exploded in her mouth. Mom leaned back and swallowed all my cum.
We did sixty-nine for a bit longer, but than it was time.
She turned back around on her knees, straddling me. She slowly sat down on me and guided my cock into her soaked, dripping wet pussy.
I could hear her moan softly.. “Mmm… Ahh… That feels so good,” she said in such a sexy tone.
She slowly rocked her hips back and forth, her moaning was getting louder, “Oh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck this dirty whore hard!”
Steadily increasing speed. The faster she went the louder she got and the harder I got.
“Ahh ahh ooh! Fuck my wet fucking pussy! Yes yes! Oh yes please, harder! Fuck your mommy’s dirty pussy!” she screamed.
I slammed her as hard as I could trying to get every inch in her. I could hear my headboard slamming the wall, luckily on this night, we were the only ones home.
She rode me the whole time, until she said, “Ohh yeah! Oh! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
I felt her pussy tighten around me and her juices gushed.
I shouted, “I’m cumming hard!”
And she demandingly screamed at me, “Cum inside me! I won’t get pregnant, I promise! Fill me with your cum!”
I blasted my load inside her, pumping as much as I could get in her. She sucked the rest of it off.
She rolled off me, looked me in the eyes and gave me deep, passionate tongue kiss. Then she said, “How was that?”
“Fucking amazing,” I replied.
“Next time I’ll bring the lube and you can shove your cock in my ass,” she said seductively.
I smiled.
I said, “Okay. I’ll look forward to that.”
She kissed me deeply and passionately one more time, and left.
That’s a night I’ll never forget.
