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Date: Mon, 02 Jan 2006 14:04:16 +0000
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A Lonely Mommy by ThomX The first time I committed incest with my son Kevin was
when he was 18 years old. He was a senior in high school, so he was still living
at home. His bastard-of-a-father left me almost ten years earlier for a younger
woman, and that shattered whatever was left of my self-esteem. Because of what
he did to me, I hadn't been with a man since the day he left, sexually or
otherwise. The only man in my life now was my beloved son Kevin. So it may not
be so surprising what eventually became of our already close relationship. The
first day it happened I had barged in on him while he was masturbating in his
room. I was bringing in some of his clothes into his room that I had just got
through washing. He apparently got so horny that he forgot to lock his door when
I came barging into the room carrying the clothes basket. He was fucking himself
contently with his pants and boxer shorts around his knees and didn't notice me
in the room at first. Then he gazed over at me standing in the doorway of his
bedroom with this horrified look in his eye. "Mom!" he yelled at me as he tried
to cover himself with his hands. I didn't think it was such a big deal myself. I
mean, I was well aware of what teenaged boys did in the privacy of their own
rooms and wasn't shocked at all by him doing this. But he was understandably
embarrassed because, hey, what boy wants their mom catching them jacking off? I
just turned my head to the side and remarked casually, "Oops, sorry!" I was
about to walk out of his room and let him finish up, but, something inside of me
made me turn back around and have a second look. I probably should've just
turned around and walked out of my son's room altogether without looking back,
but I had to take just one more peek. And that's when it all started. I hadn't
seen a man's penis since my ex-husband left me and subsequently divorced me for
that two-timing tart. So I wasn't prepared at all to see my son's fully-
developed penis. I guess he thought I was walking out of his room because he had
stopped trying to cover himself when I started to turn around to initially leave
his room. Or maybe, just maybe, he wanted me to see his schlong. Whatever the
reason, when I turned back around to have my peek, I could clearly see his hard,
throbbing dick from where I was standing. And it turned me on! I dropped the
clothes basket on the floor and slowly began to stride across the floor to my
sexy, well-endowed son. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off my son's cock. The
last time I had seen his penis was when he was just a little boy, and then it
was barely the size of my pinky finger. But now he was a man . . . in more ways
than one! I sat down on the edge of his bed still staring at his big, beautiful
cock. I glanced up at his face and saw that he was looking away from me, his
face flushed and his mouth quivering slightly. He obviously couldn't stand to
even look at me he was so embarrassed and flustered at having his mother gaze
upon him in such a lustful, lascivious way. Or maybe he was excited at having a
grown woman, even his own mother, admiring him the way I was doing for probably
the first time in his young life. His dick was certainly excited! I gazed back
down at his throbbing member and found myself literally drooling the more I kept
staring at him. I finally reached out with my hand and gently touched the middle
of his prick with the tips of my fingers, my touch causing it to throb that much
more. I immediately pulled my hand back as if I had just touched a rattlesnake!
I gasped as I put my hand to my chest, still not taking my eyes off my son's
cock. I gazed up at him one more time then I did something I'd never thought I'd
do to my own son. My body trembled slightly as I lowered myself down until my
face was almost touching his cock. Before I realized what I was even doing, I
smelled his cock as if I were sniffing a rose. I moaned at the sweet, innocent
smell of his virgin manhood. "Oh, Kevin," I moaned out to him as I sniffed both
his cock and his balls, "your cock smells so good!" I then heard my son moaning
along with me while I was sniffing him up and down. He was clearly turned on by
what I was doing to him just like I suspected he was. This, in turn, made me
even more turned on . . . and incredibly horny! I scooped up his balls, which
were just as impressive as the organ they lay under, with my hand and slowly ran
the tip of my first finger up and down his extended shaft. After playing with
him like this for the next minute or so, I grabbed his cock in the middle and
slowly started to stroke it. This obviously must've felt really good to Kevin
because he started to hump my hand. I gripped his prick tighter as he fucked my
hand harder. "Oh, Mommy," he moaned out to me as he kept fucking my hand. "That
feels so good!" My breathing grew heavier the faster he humped my hand. He
opened his mouth and started to wail out loudly. I looked down and could see
come droplets forming at the tip of his penis. I had been with enough men in my
life to know that was a clear sign that a man was about to ejaculate. I reached
up with my free hand and pulled his shirt up to his neck because the last thing
I wanted was to clean a big come stain out of my son's shirt! It only took a few
more seconds for my son to shoot a straight line of come across the middle of
his chest, not taking my eyes off his face as he came. He kept humping my hand
as he kept shooting his load across his chest. His wails soon turned into soft
moans as he started to settle down a bit. I looked back down at his penis and
saw that, except for a few clear droplets, he had stopped ejaculating. I removed
my hand from around his softening penis and noticed that some of his sperm had
splattered onto my hand. I lifted my hand up to my face and did something that I
had never even done with his father: I stuck out my tongue and licked every drop
of my son's semen from off my hand. It tasted hot and salty . . . and tasted
good! I decided I wanted to taste some more of his gooey spunk, so I bent over
once again and proceeded to lick his come that had shot onto his chest. Not
taking my tongue off his body once as I was licking him off, I gazed into my
son's eyes when I reached the tip of the come line. He looked down at me and
gave me a rather lustful smile. I gave him my own lusty grin as I finished
cleaning him off with my tongue. However, when I bent down to kiss him, he
turned his head away from me. I guess it was difficult for him to fully accept
what had just happened between him and his own mother. I gave him a light peck
on the cheek then I got up off his bed and finally walked out of his room,
closing the door behind me. Kevin didn't come out of his room the rest of the
night. When I got up the next morning, he was already in the bathroom getting
ready to go to school, which was very unusual for him to do since I had to
nearly drag his lazy ass out of bed every morning and almost force him to get
ready! I was sitting at the kitchen table having my morning cup of coffee when I
saw him walking towards to door in a hurry. He was probably hoping I wouldn't
notice him leave. Well, I did. "Kevin," I called out to him, "come into the
kitchen for a minute, would you?" He stopped at the door, his hand almost
touching the doorknob, then he slowly turned and walked into the kitchen like
I'd asked him to. He was standing away from me not even batting an eye in my
general direction. His face was flushed just like it was the day before when we
. . . well, you know!. . . and his body was shaking a little. I smiled at his
nervousness as I said to him in a playful, teasing way, "Come over here and talk
to Mommy. I promise I won't bite you." I shrugged as I added teasingly, "Well,
not unless you ask me to!" Kevin paused for a brief moment before he very slowly
stepped over and stood in front of me, still not looking at me. I turned in my
chair to the side and looked up at him. "Now you wasn't going to leave without
saying goodbye to your Mommy, now was you?" I said to him, taunting him a
little. "No ma'am," he mumbled, barely moving his lips to speak. "Good!" I
shouted at him in mock enthusiasm. I looked straight at his crotch and noticed
the big protrusion between his legs. He was wearing a pair of baggy shorts
pulled down with the top of his white underwear sticking out, which was the
style among teens today. He had apparently done this in an attempt to hide his
bulging package. I guess he couldn't even look at his Mommy now without getting
a hard-on! I was feeling my confidence level rise just like my son's penis, and
this, in turn, made me bolder. I placed my hand in the crotch of his shorts and
began to rub my son's engorged dick. "Mmmm," I cooed as I was feeling my son up,
"is this for Mommy?" "Y-yes, ma'am," he stammered as he closed his eyes and
started to moan out a little. "Well," I began, "Mommy will just have to take
care of this, won't she?" Kevin said nothing as I pulled down his shorts and
then his underwear. His pecker nearly hit me in the face as it popped out of his
underwear. I glazed over his cock for a moment like I did the day before when I
saw my son's rock-hard, well-hung penis for the first time. I took it in my hand
and began to stroke it more forcefully than the way I had yesterday. Kevin
started to moan out louder the harder I stroked him. I wrapped my lips around
the head of his prick and began to suck off my only son. I wrapped my other hand
around his shaft and started to beat him off with both hands as I took more and
more of his penis into my mouth. He was so large and well-endowed that I was
only able to a little more than half of him inside my mouth. But that was okay
judging by Kevin's rather passionate reaction to Mommy giving him head. Besides,
I was still able to take care of the rest of his cock with my hands. Kevin began
to thrust his penis in and out of my mouth a little and fuck Mommy's throat
similar to the way he'd done my hand in his bedroom the day before. My head
bobbed up and down on his penis as he thrust his pelvis back and forth a little
bit more as if he was trying to keep up with me. I took his prick out of my
mouth as I lifted it up and sucked on his balls. This caused Kevin to throw his
head back and wail out even more as I bit, pulled and sucked on his two big and
hairy balls with my lips and teeth. I let go of his nuts and asked him while I
stroked his cock with one hand, "Do you like what Mommy is doing to you? Are you
enjoying yourself, Kevin?" "Yes, Mommy," he groaned, his head still thrown back
in ecstasy. "Good," I said again, this time with genuine enthusiasm. I slipped
his penis back into my mouth and sucked and masturbated him with both hands
again to finish him off. As I had expected, it didn't take long as he his wails
and moans turned into near-screams as he sprayed Mommy's face and filled Mommy's
mouth with his thick, burning semen. I held my mouth wide open so I could catch
his escaping sperm that he was shooting at me and beat him off so hard and so
fast that I thought I was going to pull his dick right off his body! He shot
such a huge load, as a matter of fact, that it caused me to remark lustfully to
him, "Boy, you sure were saving a big load for Mommy, weren't you, son?" "Y-yes,
Mommy," he said moanfully as he finished coming. I removed my hands from my
son's penis and licked and swallowed every bit of his jizz, just like I did
before, that had splattered my hands and face. I stood up from my chair, pulled
up his shorts and underwear and whispered to him in his ear, "When you get back
home from school this afternoon, Mommy will have a big surprise waiting for
you." Before he was able to respond to what I'd just told him, I kissed him very
passionately on the lips. Judging by his rather shocked reaction, this was the
very first time he had ever been kissed like this by another woman . . . even if
that woman was his Mommy! I finished kissing my son as I gave him one last lusty
smile, patted him on the ass and told him, "Now you'd better get to school. You
don't want to be late, do you?" Again, Kevin said nothing as he stood there
gaping at me for a minute then he turned around and walked out the door and
headed for school, which was just a couple of blocks from where we lived. Now I
won't bore you with telling you every detail of what I did during the day while
Kevin was at school, who was probably walking around campus with a hard-on all
day thinking lewd, shameful thoughts about his Mommy (which I sincerely hope he
was!). I'll just skip to the part where he comes home from school and I give him
his surprise, which is probably what you want to hear about anyway. Kevin walked
in through the front door and started calling out for me. "Mommy," he called
out, "mommy, where are you?" He looked in every room in the house and finally
found me lying on his bed in his room. The surprise I'd told him about was that
I was lying completely nude on his bed ready to give him the best, and very
likely the first, fuck of his life. Kevin stopped and stood in the doorway to
his room when he saw me on his bed in my naked state. "Welcome home, Kevin," I
said to him in a lascivious tone. "Mommy's been waiting for you." Like he did
that morning in the kitchen before he went to school, Kevin just stood there
gaping at my nakedness. I could see his cock immediately springing to life
inside his baggy shorts. I knew, we both knew, that this would be an experience
that he, that neither of us, would forget for a long, long time. After the
initial shock finally wore off, Kevin stumbled over to the bed where I was
laying and took off his clothes. I laughed at him when he nearly fell over as he
was taking off his clothes he was so excited just like a little kid on Christmas
morning! He laughed along with me as he removed his final article of clothing
and eagerly hopped into bed with me. He laid on top of me and gazed down at me
with an unmistakable lustful gleam in his eye. He wanted to fuck his Mommy and
fuck her bad! The problem was, I could tell he didn't know what to do. So, being
the good Mommy that I was, I reached down with one hand and slowly guided his
fully-aroused cock into my wet, waiting vagina. We both moaned as he entered his
Mommy. I knew with this being his first time he wouldn't be a gentle lover, but
I didn't mind. As a matter of fact, I wanted to get my twat pounded by my son I
hadn't been with a man in so long. And he didn't disappoint Mommy as he filled
me to the hilt with his long, hard cock and pummeled my pussy as if this would
be the last fuck of his life, which, of course, I would make sure it wasn't
going to be. Being an extremely well-endowed young man, my son was hitting
places inside of me that had never been touched before by any man, and that
especially goes for his short-dicked father! I wrapped my legs around his ankles
and sank my fingernails deep into the flesh of his ass as he continued to give
his Mommy the fuck of her life! I wrapped my hands around the back of his head
and drew him closer towards me as I whispered groaningly in his ear, "You can
come inside of me if you want to, son." I was past the age where I had to worry
about getting pregnant, so I let him know what it feels like to come inside a
woman. And, with this being his first time and all, I knew it wouldn't take long
for him to come. I clawed my fingernails deeper into his ass flesh and waited
for my son to shoot his load inside his Mommy like the good little boy I knew he
was. And, there again, he didn't disappoint as he raised his head and groaned
out as he shot load after heavy load of his semen into my body. My vagina
obviously couldn't handle the entire load as much of his jism spilled out of my
cunt and flowed down the inside of my thighs. "Oh, Kevin," I groaned along with
my son, "that's it! Shoot your wonderful come inside me! Come inside me! Come
inside Mommy!" He kept fucking my pussy until he was completely spent. He fell
down in a heap on top of me and we laid there in bed for I don't know how long
until we fell asleep in each other's arms. After our first time together, I
taught my son many things about how to please a woman and give her body immense
pleasure: I taught him not only how to fuck a woman, but how to eat a woman's
pussy, how to rim a woman's asshole, how to administer foreplay, how to kiss a
woman that will send shivers up and down her spine and make her want to jump
your bones, all of it. And Kevin, naturally, was a more than willing student.
For a graduation present, I even let him fuck me in my ass, which was something
else I had never let any other man, including his no-account father, do to me
before. Kevin went to college, met a girl and eventually got married. I can't
say I wasn't at least a little jealous by this, but, hey, he can't keep fucking
his Mommy forever, can he? But, on his wedding day, I made sure to remind him
that, if he ever ran into troubles with his marriage, he can always come home to
Mommy . . . And that's just what he did!
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