Helping My Mom And Myself
I was sitting in my room watching porn on my computer. My mother was in the living room watching television, so I had to keep the volume kind of low. Even though I know it's not real, I have a thing for mother/son incest porn. This is probably started because I have always had an infatuation with breasts.
As a kid I would look through the bra section of the JC Penny Catalog for skimpy bras showing the most skin. As far as I'm concerned, my mom's boobs are the best I've ever seen. At 37, they are still a perfectly firm 38C cups. Round in size, with dark areolas, and nipples sticking out proudly nearly all of the time. This is in addition to having a great body besides. I have to admit that I have often masturbated thinking of my mom.
I got bored keeping the volume down and not getting hard, so I walked out into the living room. For some reason, my mother looked overly sad. "What are you watching?" I asked, although I could easily look for myself. "Oh just a show, some reality one." "What's wrong?" I asked rather delicately. "Oh, nothing." She looked sad, but still remained composed. "Are you sure?" You look like something's bothering you," I added.
"Jason..." She said this as if she was preparing to tell me something that she probably shouldn't. "Jason, I never get any attention anymore; sexually." "I know I shouldn't be talking about this, but I... I just don't get much sex anymore." "Your step-dad is never home and when he is, we don't do anything." " I'm... I'm sexually frustrated. I'm sorry; I shouldn't be saying these things to you."
"No, it's okay, I understand completely. I'm sorry about it." I didn't know much else to say to her. "It's okay. I just... I don't know, it's really frustrating, I don't know what to do," my mom said teary eyed. "I don't want to cheat on Brad, but toys just aren't cutting it anymore for me." she told me in a quiet voice.
"Well I don't really know what to tell you. I mean, there's not much I can do unless you want to have sex with your own son." I said this in an unserious manner, with almost a chuckle after it. "Is it really that bad?" "I mean, never mind, forget I said that, I'm sorry." I can't believe what I just said, I'm sorry," my mom told me again.
"No, it's okay." There was a slight silence and then I asked, "Have you thought about it?" "No, I mean... its wrong, and I don't expect you at all to..." "I must confess mom, that I've thought of you...sexually myself, and I would do it." My mom stopped when I said this, looking at me. "Are you... sure? I mean, don't do this just...", again I cut her off, but this time only by walking towards her.
With this, she also stood up. "Jason, it's okay if..." I bent down and kissed her on the lips. Our kiss held, but soon I opened my mouth and simultaneously, she opened hers. As our kiss turned into a French one, our tongues twirling around as we kissed. My mom put her arms around me, and I did her. Our kiss continued, our tongues licking the inside of each other's mouths, and soon the kiss became extremely passionate, with more force and more movement. As we continued this way, I moved my hand under the back of her t-shirt and massaged her back, skin to skin. She moaned a little bit, as if she hadn't been kissed or touched in this manner in a long time.
I began to move backward, but brought her with me, towards my bedroom. We remained engaged in our kiss as we moved inside, and she shut the door behind me as we got to the bed. At last, we broke our kiss to increase the lighting in the room. She walked around the bed and turned on the light on the right side of the bed as I did so with the left. With this, we both climbed back onto the bed and she asked: "Jason, are you sure?" I answered this with another strong kiss, this one pushing the back of her head gently into the pillow. I stopped for only one moment, and asked, "Are you sure?" She responded; also, with pulling my head back down and onto hers for more passionate kissing.
As we continued to make out, I moved my right hand down her midsection, past her waist and to her crotch, where above her sweatpants I began to massage her vagina, rubbing back and forth, up and down as we kissed. She moaned at this, and kissed me harder than before. I broke the kiss, sat up a bit, and removed my shirt. She welcomed me back with open arms as I began to kiss her again. I stopped and looked at her as I repositioned myself so that I gently rested on her waist, in a sitting position. I then moved my arms to the bottom of her t-shirt and lifted it lengthwise up the bed, then finally over her head as she assisted me by raising her arms.
Her breasts were held by a tan almost see through bra, and I wasted no time. I reached around to unhook its clips then pulling it off and tossing it to the floor. I admired her breasts, the breasts I have wanted for so long. I took my mom's left breast in my hand, feeling it's weight before fondling it. I moved to the right breast, and began doing the same to it. She continued to grope the back of my head as I did this, massaging my scalp as I played with her boobs.
Her nipples were bigger around than a pencil and hard, the tips extended out nearly a half inch. I rubbed her left nipple with my thumb and then engulfed it with my mouth, sucking on the entire nipple, pulling it upwards with my lips. I moved and did so with her right nipple as well, making sure to make it the hardest it could be also, and give her as much pleasure as I could out of this act.
I licked right below the area between her breasts and then continued down. Soon, I grazed over her belly button and down further, to the elastic waistband of her sweatpants. I folded the waistband downwards one fold, so that her flowery panties were revealed. I grabbed the top of her Victoria's Secret panties with my teeth, pulled it up, let it snap back down. She grabbed the back of my head again, continued massaging it. I then stopped, raised my head a bit, and moved my hands down so that they were at the sides of her sweatpants. I grabbed hold, then slid them down. My mom lifted her butt, then legs, so that I could completely remove them. Then, after I accomplished this, I grabbed her panties and proceeded to remove them too, in much the same fashion.
Her vagina was hairy, somewhat of a bush that lay just above two moist, pink lips that I so eagerly awaited to visit. I placed my face against her vulva gently, with my nose at the top of where her pubic hair started. I lowered my face until my mouth was over her clitoris, and captured it in my mouth. She moaned heavily from just my mouth, but began to moan continuously as I sucked on her clitoris. Smelling the poignant aroma that emanated from her lips, her pubic hair rubbing my nose as I ate her. I continued to suck on her clit, moving my mouth as I did so, but keeping it in as well. Soon, her juices were flowing quite continuously, a few drops escaping down my lips to my chin, between her legs to her ass cheeks.
After a while of this, I removed my mouth and replaced it with two fingers, one creeping its way into her cunt and the other rubbing her clit. I did both simultaneously, and too much satisfaction. Soon, I put two fingers into her vagina, and slid them in and out, softly at first and with more vigor soon thereafter. Her juices completely saturated my skin, and I felt around inside her pussy with my index and middle fingers, lifting and pulling and creating as much friction as I could as my mom moaned endlessly.
I then moved in, sliding my hard cock into her slowly, enjoying the feeling to the fullest. At this point my mom moaned louder than she had at any point that night so far. I slid out, then back in, then out, then repeated in a slowly increasing manner. I lowered myself so that I was lying on top of her, fucking her and pulling up her legs, getting as much deep penetration as I could get. Feeling my cock sliding in and out of my own mother was like a dream. Her pink lips were as moist as could possibly be as her my shaft moved in and out of her pussy.
She began to whimper, my face quite near hers, "Oh my God... oh Jason... oh my God." I thrust harder in and out of her as she pushed back against me. We moaned together before my mom began shouting, "Oh Jason...you're going to make me come...oh honey, oh honey, right there, just like that, YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS," my mom screamed as her body convulsed and shook beneath me. "Oh yes mom, cum on my cock," I nearly yelled, now banging my pelvis hard and fast against her clit.
Quickly, I felt my own climax approaching. "Oh mom, I'm not going to be able to last much longer," now breathing hard, almost gasping for air! "Yes Jason, go ahead, let me feel your warm cum inside of me," she shrieked! "Oh mom, I'm almost there, uh, uh, uh, oh mom, oh mom, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH," I yelled!!! I exploded inside of her, filling her walls with my semen. I continued to pump until I had nothing left in my balls to come out. My legs still shaking from my own orgasm.
Mom and I lay together breathing hard, holding each other, enjoying our orgasmic bliss together. Both of us knowing without even having to say it, that we would be frequently, and repeatedly, enjoying each other sexually. Still mother and son, but with benefits now too.