My Mother caught me, cock in hand. I was almost ready to cum when she opened my bedroom door.
This story is completely fictitious and is for adult readers only, not for minors. As such you the reader must be advised that it contains graphic, explicit sexual descriptions of incestuous sex between a mother and son. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE NOW.
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For those that do like the above, please read on. I try to write detailed, sexy stories; My objective is to hopefully excite the reader. So, sit back, put your ear buds in, or get your headphones on. This is the story of Paul and his mother Rachel.
I’m just an average 15yo teenager, nothing special to look at, still a scrawny kid. My mom always tells me that I will have a growth spurt, and that the girls will see me in a whole new light. Never having a girlfriend, I’m still a virgin. So, like most teens of my age, I’m a confirmed habitual masturbator, taking hold of my six-and-a-half-inch dick every chance, I have. Every night I would have a nice wank before nodding off.
When my mother’s last boyfriend moved out, I stole some of his pornographic magazines. I like to read the forum letters that readers had sent in. It made a change from the fantasies I made up nightly, in my mind’s eye, I have fucked all of the girls, their mothers living in my street, along with my teachers and most of the girls in my class. I would imagine licking their pussies, rimming their puckered rose buds while they sucked my cock, before finally dipping my hard tool into their velvet folds. I always have a soiled T-shirt or handkerchief at the ready to blow my load in.
One night for some unknown reason instead of lying down and wanking my dick as usual, I stripped naked and sat on my desk. A Penthouse magazine open beside me, my hand around my shaft blissfully unaware of anything other than the sexy pictures. I slid my fist up and down my rampant cock 6.5-inch circumcised tool, my hanging balls tapping on the desktop with each stroke.
Suddenly the door opened, my mother stood in the doorway holding an arm full of my washing. She didn’t say anything at first, her eyes were glued to my moving hand. I was so close to cumming that I hadn’t stopped, when I saw my mom lick her lips, it was too much. I groaned loudly as my cock erupted, shooting several thick ropes of cum into the handkerchief I held.
Mom finally looked up when I said. “What the hell Mom, haven’t you heard of knocking.” She just scoffed saying. “I was just bringing you your clothes Paul; I didn’t think you would be doing what you were, even though it is a natural part of growing up. I’ll be more careful in the future.” I thought she was going to freak out and yell and scream, but she didn’t seem bothered by it at all. She placed my clothes on my bed, turned to walk out, stopped in the doorway, looked over her shoulder saying. “Nice cock by the way.” with that she closed the door behind her and was gone.
From then on, I wanted a repeat performance, I started to think about my mother differently, she entered my fantasies. Her name is Rachel, but whenever I’m fantasising about her, she’s Rach. Mom is a curvaceous five-foot-five-inch 36yo redhead, with a 38C-28-40 body that has no trouble attracting the opposite sex.
I didn’t have long to wait, four nights later she opened my door, an arm full of folded clothes in tow. I was sitting in the same spot, my cock leaking pre-cum as I slowly ran my fist up and down my shaft. Standing just inside the doorway, mom’s eyes were fixed on the lewd display; I could see her nipples hardening under her thin nightie, which increased state of arousal. Wanking faster, I openly watched my mother longingly staring at my hard dick. But I had to slow my pace when I saw her licking her sexy red lips. God how I wanted them wrapped around my tool.
Mom’s eyes lifted for a fraction of a second and she said the one thing I never thought I would hear from the woman that gave birth to me. That’s It Baby, wank that gorgeous cock for mommy.” Taking a step closer, she put the washing down on my chest of drawers, then came even closer. My fist was going up and down so fast, it was nearly a blur as I wanked for my mother.
Just before I shot a huge load, mom leaned down, covering my hand with Her’s. Out came her tongue, she swiped it across my fat knob gathering the leaking pre-cum. She moaned loudly saying. “MMMMM it’s much better tasting your cum when it’s straight from the source. It’s usually dried and crusty when I find your handkerchiefs in the washing basket.”
With that revelation mom opened her mouth, taking my dick into the warm suctioning embrace of her throat. As she moaned around my shaft, the vibrations sent me over the top, I thought it would be best if I warn my mother. “Mom, I’m gonna cum.” She slid back until only the head of my fuckstick was in her mouth, her tongue was swirling around my shaft, and she had my balls in her free hand. First rolling them, but as my first rope of sticky baby-juice erupted from my dick, she circled my balls with two fingers. She pulled them down and gently squeezed the. It was as if she was trying to milk me like a fucking cow.
Another four strong spurts of cum hit the roof of mom’s mouth, she swallowed every drop. As she licked my wilting shaft was when I noticed that in her position, I could see my mom’s hairless cunt, the lips were shiny and slick with her pussy juices. I wanted nothing more than to put my head between her legs and eat her out. But how does a horny teenage son ask that of his mother.
Once my dick was cleaned of cum, mom stood and walked towards the door, turning and saying. “You don’t have to waste your seed Baby; Mommy will gladly have it from the source.” She blew me a kiss, stepped out of my bedroom door, stopping momentarily to say what turned out to be the best day of my short life. “Until next time Baby.”
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