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A Lonely Mommy
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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