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Just a Lovable Day of Incest with My Mother 
by Skylinerider (skylinerider80@gmail.com)

***

An accidental encounter with seeing my mother nude leads 
to a loving day of incest with my her. (F/m-teen, ped, 
inc, 1st, rom

***

During my early teens I became aware of my mother's 
always heightened level of sexuality. On several 
occasions I could hear her being very vocal during her 
sexual romps with my father. When I had just turned 13, 
I was walking passed my parent's bedroom. The door to 
the room was partially opened. I glanced into the 
bedroom and became immediately aware that my parents 
were still in bed. My father had my mother's legs over 
his shoulders and high in the air. He was leaning 
forward over her body and appeared to be looking into my 
mother's face while thrusting himself strongly and very 
rapidly downward against my mother's upward turned hips.

I had not been aware of any vocalization from them until 
I saw them coupled together. It was only then that I 
became aware of the slapping sounds of their bodies 
making contact and the muffled moans of enjoyment 
intermixed with the creaking of the bed attempting to 
keep up the cadence of their surges in their love 
making. 

My father was obviously climaxing while my mother 
quietly called his name while pushing her hips back 
against him and moaning as her climax began. I stood 
transfixed for a few seconds. I was beginning to turn 
and leave just as my mother turned her head on the 
pillow. She wrapped her arms about my father with a post 
climax sigh and our eyes met. She smiled while not 
making any other indication that I was in the hallway 
watching. I quickly turned and left totally embarrassed. 
 
Several days later she came to me and we discussed what 
I accidentally saw from the hallway. She wanted to talk 
to me, thinking that I didn't already know much about 
sex. We talked about what I saw and what was covered in 
the sex education part of biology class at school. She 
was surprised the class covered so much detail.

My mother was sometimes oblivious to certain changes 
that were occurring in the world about her while there 
were other things she was very knowledgeable about! She 
gave me a hug and told me not to worry about our 'little 
secret.' She also said for me to come to her with any 
questions about sex that needed to be explained from my 
biology class. 

Years later, I walked into my bathroom to shave and take 
a shower. My parents had their own bathroom and I did 
not expect anyone to be in my bathroom at this end of 
the house. I was looking at the floor as I opened the 
door and oblivious to my mother taking a bath in my 
bathroom. 

I was startled when I heard her call my name and looked 
up to see her in my bathroom. The shower door on the 
edge of the bath was slid back and fully opened. Her 
tits with their light brown nipples were pointing at me 
along with a dark area in the clear bath water which 
showed her lovely pussy that I had dreamed of wanting to 
see so many times in my dreams. She had not begun to 
really bathe... there were no indications of soap 
bubbles in the bath water. 

She said that I should knock before entering. I was 
standing and staring for a second or two before she 
moved to cover her tits with her hands. She smiled as I 
apologized, totally embarrassed as I turned and left 
quickly. Outside the door, I asked why she was in my 
bathroom when she had one of her own... there was no 
comment. I remember thinking that I'd love to get 
another good look at her tits sometime.  It was about 
this time that I continuously thought about how it would 
be to fuck my mother.

My father began to travel to Europe in the following 
years taking several trips a year, sometimes for 
extended time periods. My mother would become agitated 
during his long trips which I finally realized in later 
years was the frustration of no sex and being very 
horny. After I had graduated from college, I lived at 
home for a few years while working at a local 
engineering firm. I was attempting to pay off some of my 
large schooling bills before moving out on my own. My 
father had been frequently traveling with his business 
for some time. He had been away on business for over a 
month and was not to return for at least another two 
weeks. My mother had been antsy for many days. 

We were together in the kitchen and she was in my way as 
I puttered about attempting to get a cereal bowl from 
the cupboard.  I playfully bumped her with my hip to 
move her to one side as I had done occasionally in 
previous years. She responded with the same type of 
playful bump back, but with a smile. In the past, it was 
nothing but playful contact. In the next couple of days 
though, the hip bumps increased in frequency and for 
less reason. I was also greeted with a playful tap on my 
ass a couple of times along with big smiles. Her 
projected antsy behavior increased in intensity. I 
played her little game not realizing that there could 
possibly be anything sexual to it. 

Several days later, I was thinking about a clandestine 
first date with a big breasted girl named Jennie who 
lived around the block. She had showed an interest in me 
in the previous few weeks and I had asked her for a 
date. 

While engrossed in thinking about Jennie, I walked face 
down and naked from my bedroom to my bathroom carrying a 
towel over my shoulder while vigorously brushing my hair 
in anticipation of showering. I had been thinking of 
Jennie's big tits and of the evening's possibilities. I 
was oblivious to my surroundings and certainly did not 
know anyone was in this section of the house. 

Continuously thinking about my date for the night 
started to put some firmness in my cock as I walked from 
my room. As I approached the bathroom, the door was ajar 
and I casually pushed it opened, never expecting to find 
anyone in the bathroom. I guess that since I was 
brushing my hair and walking with my face down, I 
actually was able to turn and begin to close the door 
behind me before I heard my mother call my name. 

My body stiffened to my mother saying my name. I was 
startled by the apparent closeness of her voice before I 
became aware of her presence next to the shower door... 
quite close to me because of the small size of the 
bathroom. She was standing next to the shower, 
completely naked and facing me. Her nipples looked hard 
and pointing. Her pussy was fully covered in dark brown 
hair... a very clear image...no fantasy here. She at 
first made no effort to cover herself with her hand or a 
small towel she held in one hand. While smiling, she 
commented seductively.

"You need to knock before coming in!" 

I must have stood dumbfounded without moving for a 
couple of seconds. My mother had a broad smile on her 
face and appeared to be looking down a little and not at 
my face. Her look startled me into realizing I was as 
hard as I could be and my large 71/2 inch cock was 
pointing straight at her. I pulled the towel from my 
shoulder and covered my very stiff cock. My face flushed 
crimson and I apologized for I guess everything.  As I 
turned to leave, she asked still smiling.

"Do you want to shower now?" 

I choked as I answered for her to go first and I quickly 
left to go to my bedroom. I sat on my bed with a bath 
towel wrapped about me waiting for her to finish in my 
bathroom. My cock did not go soft! I do not remember 
being so embarrassed in my life! 

I sat for a few minutes visualizing what I had seen. 
Then...slowly I began to think about the words my mother 
spoke. What did my mother mean with "Do I want to shower 
now?" Did she mean for me to shower with her since she 
was ready to start. I quickly said to myself... Noooo... 
she must have meant that I could go first and she would 
come back or go to her own bathroom. The more I thought 
about the statement, the more I did not know what she 
meant. I now was back to maximum hardness. My bath towel 
was not much of a cover up. I grabbed hold of my 
enlarged cock and gently stroked it with great pleasure.

I thought about all my past dreams of seeing my mother 
nude and in my bed. I reflected on all the thoughts and 
anticipated actions that were always interrupted by me 
waking just as I was getting close to touching her tits 
or her pussy and getting ready to fuck her. 

Those thoughts were once again quickly squelched by the 
reality of the moment.  I thought to myself good 
grief... this is my mother... what am I thinking.  Now I 
was not feeling very good about myself for what I was 
thinking and would like to do. It didn't help my 
hardness to subside though. 
 
I could hear my mother showering. I slowly became 
overwhelmed with a desire to get an answer. After 
several false attempts to go to the door, I got up and 
went to the bathroom door. I was at first frozen with 
uncertainty and with a queasy feeling rippling around in 
my belly.

I recovered after some apprehension and quietly opened 
the door just enough to see the shower door and to 
called out to her by name. I could tell that I scared 
the hell out of her by her reaction through the steam 
covered shower door.  She quickly shut off the shower 
spray. When she asked...

"What was the matter?" 

I asked her. 

"What did you mean about the question to shower now? Did 
you want me to shower first or now with you?" 
 
She didn't respond for a few seconds and then spoke 
calling to me that I should leave before my father comes 
home.  I could tell from her voice inflection that she 
was dumb struck with the question. I knew my father 
would not be returning soon.  

"Dad won't be coming home for two more weeks!" 

I really think I was just trying to be funny and play to 
the good-humored side of my mother's personality. I 
could see she was standing with her back to me through 
the steam covered shower door. The shape of her hips 
that I could see reinforced the hardness of my cock. I 
told her, "I want to wash your back!" 
 
I could tell she was suppressing a soft laugh as she 
said, "You had better leave and close the door." 
 
Her voice inflections did not indicate to me that she 
was upset! I now believe that if she had said anything 
to encourage me at that moment to join her I would have 
just said I was joking and left. My insides were a 
jumble of confused emotional surges. 

I left to return to my bedroom. I felt a sense of 
exhilaration in what I had done and said, but it was a 
sense of simple cheerfulness and not sexual... I 
thought!  

Soon after our short exchange of a few words, my mother 
quickly finished in the shower. She came to my bedroom, 
a small sized small towel around her head and another 
modest sized towel for her body tied above her tits. She 
came and sat next to me on the bed. She was smiling 
broadly! 

The bath towel she was using was not one of the very 
large bath towels that were in the bath room. It covered 
her ok, until she sat. Her left leg was uncovered with a 
narrow slit in the towel quite far above her knee. I 
looked at the slit, probably in anticipation of seeing 
her pussy again.  

She moved to shift her position to better cover her leg. 
The portion of towel covering her tits now shifted, 
partially uncovering one tit a couple of inches down 
from the base. She had many freckles on that one tit for 
sure. My eyes were pulled to her tit, I was staring 
intently. She covered the exposed section of her tit 
with her hand.  She told me everything was alright.

"I was one of her babies and when she had nursed me I 
had seen a lot more of her once upon a time. It looks 
like we have some more little secrets between us." 

I knew what she was referring too. I choked... I was 
embarrassed. I did have enough nerve to say to her.

"I loved seeing all your freckles. I would love to see 
more of them!"

She got up to leave saying once again while smiling 
broadly.

"Everything is ok. But you are being a bad boy." 

As she got to a standing position, I was overwhelmed 
with emotion to just grab hold of the edge of the towel 
and pull it from her. The sense of playfulness that was 
associated with the teasing words between us while she 
was in the shower seemed to change rapidly to one of 
serious sexual intent. My own emotion was so intense 
that I became totally flushed and there was a wave of 
tingling prickly feeling that rushed from the back of my 
neck over my face and down my spine. I reached up and 
took hold of the edge of her towel and gently held on to 
the edge of the towel. If she had tugged hard on the 
towel I would have let it slip from my fingers.

She felt the resistance in the towel as she took a step. 
She turned and sternly looked at me telling me, "I think 
that you should let go!" 

She then asked me. 

"What do you think you are doing?" 

I tugged gently on the towel and she now somewhat 
strongly resisted with a, "Stop it! Let go... You are no 
longer funny." 
 
When I held on tightly, her demeanor changed to a smile 
followed by another, "Please let go."

But now as a soft spoken request followed by a 
continuing smile... no longer a command. 

A further gentle tug on the towel by me brought her back 
to sit by my side on the bed while she held the towel 
tightly to her body. I was told softly to stop what I 
was trying to do. She reminded me of who she was and 
fooling around like I was attempting to do was not right 
and I was to stop. 

Then she asked me... 

"Is there something wrong?"

I choked out a "Not really!"

She continued with...

"Do you want to talk to me about something?" 

I answered... now with a wide smile "No". I think she 
still hadn't caught on to that I wasn't fooling around! 
I believe she thought there was a problem that I wanted 
to discuss.

I think my broad smile was what caused a change in the 
expression on her face. This wasn't a casual amusing and 
mildly sensual exchange of actions... this was an 
attempt at sexual seduction... maybe stumbling...maybe 
bumbling...definitely illicit... certainly wrong... but 
serious on my part!! 

She smiled again but put her hand on my leg more than 
half way above my knee and under my towel. My stiff cock 
was standing tall and very obvious even when covered by 
my towel. She slowly moved her hand up my leg just an 
inch or so to catch my attention and focus me on the 
situation.

"Looks like something has grown in size since the last 
time I saw it. You need to save that for Rosemary!" 

I was stunned that my mother touched me so far up my leg 
and would say that of Rosemary, my girlfriend at the 
time. Did she really know I was sometimes fooling around 
with my sister or was she just guessing? My guilty 
conscience must have shown on my face? Oh shit, if she 
really knows that about Rosemary does she know that I 
had played with own sister's pussy and she had jerked me 
off in this bed we were sitting on several months 
before? I now was frozen with fear... my mouth was dry. 
I had started something that I was now terrified to 
continue on with any further. My over whelming guilt 
from what I had done caused me to think that my mother 
knew everything... when in fact she knew nothing!  

I then became aware of my mother's hand squeezing my leg 
but not close to my cock and it brought me back to what 
was happening. I slowly placed my hand on her hand and 
tried to move and encourage her hand to move further up 
my leg and touch my stiff cock but she resisted the 
motion. 

She was once again startled by my intension and once 
again said what I was doing was not very funny! Once 
again though, she whispered while smiling..

"I told you that you need to save that for Rosemary".  

Her eyes were looking into mine... at first I thought 
that we were excited... then it was more of a reality 
that we were both frightened...  no terrified of what 
was happening between us. She took a deep breath, sighed 
audibly and began to breathe more quickly... her 
nostrils flaring with the excitement. Now I became aware 
of her trembling as I touched her bare leg through the 
opening separation in the towel.  I couldn't believe 
that I had got her very excited or frightened. 

She looked intently at me now and whispered somewhat 
sternly that...

"You need to stop... no... we need to stop what we are 
thinking about before we do something that we will both 
regret!" 

We need to stop thinking... did she say WE?  

I needed to take a deep breath... disturbing un-nerving 
sensations rippled through my chest area... I needed 
another deep breath. What was she thinking?  I set aside 
her words to stop now without even a second thought. I 
now knew I could not stop and was not going to regret 
anything I was thinking about. 

Now I went to looking at her lips, and the desire to 
kiss her got so strong that I finally had to do it, no 
matter how she might respond to me. I began to move very 
close to her, continuously staring at her lips... now 
letting her see that I was wetting my very dry lips. She 
knew what I was going to try to do. She turned her head 
away from me saying "No" very softly once again.

I gently touched the side of her face with two fingers 
and turned her face back to me. She offered no 
resistance to my attempt to turn her face. I knew that 
if she would allow me to kiss her then, all the feelings 
and electricity that I was sensing surging between us 
was correct and she was sensually and maybe seductively 
encouraging me to continue. I very slowly and gently 
turned her face to mine and softly kissed her lips. She 
had all the time to stop and break off this illicit 
encounter if she wished... she didn't stop me... she was 
silent.

When I first began to kiss her, she held her lips 
closed. Then slowly...very, very slowly... she opened 
her mouth and our tongues entwined. The dancing and 
touching of our tongues sent a prickly tingling 
sensation rolling though my body. Never had I had such 
an intense tingling in my body from just a kiss! 
  
We stopped our kiss and I turned my look to the towel 
covering her breasts. We both looked down as I slowly 
reached for the twisted knot holding the towel tightly 
to her body.  Instinctively her hands grasped my hands 
at first with some pressure to send a message to not go 
further. I looked back into her eyes as I held on to the 
knotted towel.  Then the pressure to hold my hand 
subsided and I sensed no further resistance to what we 
both knew I was trying to do. I pulled on the twisted 
towel knot covering her breasts and the towel fell away 
uncovering her freckled covered breasts. Her hips were 
still covered by the towel. I reached down now and very 
slowly slid the towel off of her hips.
 
She was now completely uncovered as I stared intently at 
her silky hair covered pussy. She sat completely naked 
and exposed to my exploring eyes. She never said a word 
or moved.  I looked into her face and kissed her softly 
and then looked at her hard and pointed nipples again... 
standing so stiff and erect waiting to be kissed and 
sucked on.  I cupped her beautiful breast in my hand, 
gently squeezing it. I could feel her body tense up a 
little bit, but she didn't pull away from me. 

"You have beautiful freckles everywhere. I didn't know 
that."

I wet two fingers and circled around and over each 
nipple a few times... her nipples were rock hard and now 
glistening from my wet finger caressing. She watched 
intently as my fingers caressed her nipples and then 
looked back into my eyes... no comment as to stopping... 
she was smiling but very visibly trembling with maybe 
excitement... maybe anticipation... noooo...  total 
fear.  She knew where I was moving too as I caressed her 
breast with my hands, finally cupping both her beautiful 
freckled breasts as I gingerly let one nipple slip 
between my lips and then ran my tongue around and then 
over the stiff tip. 

I could hear her inhale a deep breath between her teeth 
followed by a deep soft moan to my transgression. She 
whispered for me to..

"Please don't stop!" 

They were words being whispered within of our illicit 
encounter... there was depth to the emotion that went 
with the words. I wasn't going to stop... I was also 
overwhelmed with desire now... I wasn't thinking any 
longer... she knew I wasn't going to stop and I now 
sensed that she didn't want me too either. A gentle bite 
to her nipple followed by my intent to suckle strongly 
like a baby being nursed resulted in a deep groan and a 
somewhat strong exclamation of...

"Don't stop, oh please don't stop, please!"

I released her nipple from my lips and she sighed with 
what I felt was a sign of relief that I was stopping my 
seduction that was getting out of hand. But my intent 
was to just move to her other nipple and embrace it with 
the same intentions as the one I let free. She had her 
eyes closed and she must have not recognized my intent 
to move to her other nipple. I gently grasped the nipple 
area of her freckled breast between two fingers and 
guided it between my lips. Her body jumped as to my 
covetous nibbling and the suckling pressure of my mouth. 
She moaned another soft uttering of "Oooohhh baby!"

Her head was however tilted backwards as I began my 
suckling, kissing of her nipple and luscious breast. I 
felt her hands and fingernails at first caress then 
scratch my back as she began a series of deep sensuous 
moans and almost inaudible purrs deep within her throat. 
I stopped my attention to just suckle her breast and 
began a series of light kisses up her breast to her 
shoulder then her neck, finally arriving at her wanting 
mouth. Her passionate kiss and entwining of our tongues 
said all there was to say. I wanted my mother and she 
wanted her son... maybe just for this moment in time... 
but the wanting was real and intense. I knew it was time 
for me to move on with my seduction. Any further 
lingering in my intensions could possible allow both of 
us to think and see the wrongness of where we came from 
and where we were going. 

I moved to lift her legs on to the bed and she 
instinctively laid down and shifted her body to get 
firmly on the bed but keeping her legs closed and 
crossed at the ankles.  I gently placed my hand over her 
pussy as I looked into her eyes. She was wet and not 
from her shower. I whispered ..

"You are very wet down there and it's not from your 
shower."

I gingerly slipped two fingers into her slit, opening my 
fingers to expand her pussy slit to get better access to 
her clit.  With a deep inhaling of her breath, she 
uncrossed and opened her legs ever so slightly allowing 
me access to her wanting wet pussy... there was no doubt 
now that she didn't want me to stop!! I now was once 
again aware of my trembling...no very frightened body. I 
was moving into a position of a very risky illicit 
contact. 

I removed my towel letting my stiff cock jump forward. 
She looked at it and inhaled a deep and passionate 
breath between her teeth. Her lips parted as she took 
another deep breath and once again closed her eyes.

"You are very big, bigger than I have ever dreamed you 
had before. You did not get that from your father's 
genes. It must be from me and my side of the family."

We both smiled at her comment. I whispered, "Now we have 
another secret between us. If it's true that you gave me 
this then I want to give you something back that was a 
gift from you to me long ago."

Her fingers tightened on my arm letting me know she knew 
what I was hinting at.

I laid down along side of her...my cock touching her 
hip... a drop of precum smearing on her soft skin. 

As I slid my hand slowly up her leg, she inhaled 
continuously to my touch. When I reached her pussy she 
stopped inhaling... her body slightly arched with her 
hips not totally touching the bed. As I began to 
caressed her pussy lips with several fingers in a slow 
circular motion her hips settled back down on to the 
bed. I stopped for a second and her body tensed 
noticeably. I touched her pussy lips and once again 
placed two fingers between her puffy lips and tenderly 
spread them apart to slide my fingers into her tender 
pink wetness. 

I attempted to look into her face but her eyes were 
closed so I just kissed her on her lips again. I could 
feel the complete wetness in her puffy slit with my two 
fingers. When I slipped my fingers in and touched her 
little clit she broke off our kiss... she opened her 
eyes and said to me in a soft, almost frightened voice, 

"I don't know if I want to do this." 

When I whispered...

"I want you"

She closed her eyes again and turned her face away from 
me so I could not easily kiss her again. 

The turning of her face brought me to realize that I 
should stop... I now had a strong sense of misgiving. I 
whispered ever so softly...

"I'm sorry... I'm going to stop."

But then I felt her arm go over my back as she turned to 
look at me. 

"I don't want you to stop?" 

She turned her face away from looking at me again. Then 
with an almost inaudible whisper...

"Let me help you."

I froze...not moving... my senses overwhelmed by the 
anticipation of being sexual with my mother... I guess?

She turned her face to look at me again. I heard her 
very quietly say 

"It's all right... It's all right." 

Her hand moved to encircle my stiff cock encouraging me 
now to come and be with her. I moved over her petite 
body with all my weight suspended on my arms and knees. 
I could feel her thumb caressing the head of my cock 
spreading the droplets of precum getting my cock head 
wet and slippery. She then proceeded to tenderly rub her 
clit and pussy with my cock a few times and guided me to 
her wanting cunt while she was softly murmuring sounds 
of excitement. Our eyes met and she began to smile. 

"You are so big. Be gentle with me."

I slowly pressed to get my cock to enter but she held my 
cock tightly and only let an inch slide between her lips 
and slip inside the tightness of her very wet pussy... 
She was hesitating again and I sensed it. I tried to 
withdraw my cock but she felt my movement and with a 
deep moan she pulled her hand out from between us and 
slowly pushed her hips up and took most of my cock 
almost full depth... the second gentle push by both of 
us insured I was fully buried with my balls against her 
tender and moist pussy. 

I was taken back with the smallness and apparent 
tightness of her pussy. I at first had the thought that 
it was the excitement of this very illicit coupling 
between mother and son. But my mother's quiet comment 
that she was very small and I felt so big in her brought 
a hidden smile to me lips. 

We did not initially begin to move but simply continued 
looking into each other's eyes as she continued her 
smile expressing her acceptance of what  we were about 
to experience... something we both wanted. I flexed my 
cock and she flexed and squeezed back with her pussy 
muscles... that little sharing of muscle contractions 
cemented our sexual relationship for the moment...  she 
was mine and I was hers... we could not go back now!

I caught her legs behind her knees and pushed them up 
and over her body as I pushed myself up and into a 
position insuring I was as deep as possible in her very 
wet cunt. I could feel my cock bottom out and I moved my 
hips to let her know I could feel her cervix at the tip 
of my cock.

On my first pulling back and pushing full depth her 
mouth opened and she took a deep breath followed by a 
long sensual moan. She whispered..

"Be careful!  Don't hurt me. You are in so deep that you 
are touching me where you could hurt me!" 

At first I moved slowly, waiting to see or feel if or 
how she was going to respond to my intrusion. Her eyes 
remained closed... she would not look at me now. Then I 
felt her begin to try and lift her hips as I pushed back 
in. I released her legs sensing I was restricting her 
movements. I was right as she murmured very softly.

"Oohhh that's much better baby!" 

She began matching my gentle full depth pushes. 
Slowly... ever so slowly we increased our in step 
cadence... her breathing grew heavy...my breathing grew 
passionate.  Her tight pussy was a sexual pleasure as my 
stiff cock explored the entire length of her intimate 
love tunnel. Our dance continued... soft squeaks were 
coming from deep in her throat that reflected her 
personal excitement with our coupling. She whispered...

"You're breathing fast!"
 
With that statement as to my heightened sense of 
excitement her quick breathing went to panting as she 
open her eyes and looked up at me while moaning and 
writhing under me.

I picked up the cadence of my deep thrusting of my cock 
into her luscious and surprisingly tight cunt. With her 
legs now unrestricted and bent at the knees, she began 
to pound her pussy up and against me. My mother was not 
making love to me... she was fucking me with a passion! 
She thrust back matching my cadence... the bed sensed 
our elevated passion to really fuck each other and began 
to bounce and match the tempo of our thrusting... the 
bed began to squeak under our mutual zeal... there was 
no misunderstanding now as she gazed into my eyes... no 
misunderstanding what we both wanted now... no 
misunderstanding that I wanted to deep fuck my mother... 
and definitely no misunderstanding that her body motions 
said she wanted to be deep fucked by me and fuck me 
back... right now ... no hesitation... no misgivings... 
at least for now. That would come later!! 

She was flowing profusely. Her love juices were spilling 
from between her lips as my cock was withdrawn almost 
fully and re-driven with some force deep into the 
depths. I looked down between our bodies to see my cock 
glistening while fully coated with her pussy juice that 
was removed from my cock on its return into her depths. 
She lifted her head to join me in looking and watching 
my cock sliding in and out completely bathed in her 
wetness. There was no doubt that she was very wet and 
flowing with excitement.  The over flow of her juices 
initially began seeping down the crack of her ass and 
onto the bed. My balls that were kissing and sometimes 
slapping against her pussy were now covered in her 
wetness. 

Just as I was to look up at her face and away from 
watching my cock sliding in, my mother murmur a 
delightful moan as she elevated her hips and squirted a 
small stream from her pussy. Quickly there was a second 
small ejaculation of wetness coupled with another deeply 
felt moan. She was a squirter!! My mother was a 
squirter!! It was my first personal encounter with an 
event that I once had doubts about were real. Seeing her 
squirt caused an emotional rush that precipitated a 
tingling to start in my crotch that rushed to the cheeks 
of my ass and up my back.  I couldn't hold back... I 
tried... but my desire to release all my love juice deep 
inside her pussy was overwhelming. I began to thrust 
fast and hard whimpering...

"I can't stop... I'm going to cum."

She wrapped her arms about me and pulled me in close 
pushing her pussy strongly against me calling out loudly 
for me to cum. 

"It's all right baby... come on." 

The first pulse of semen seemed to be a strong 
ejaculation... followed by several other strong but less 
powerful spurts. The effect on me of not cumming for 
several days was very noticeable... I knew that I had 
filled her lovely pussy... I could feel and hear how 
very wet she was now from both our mixed love juices. 
She had felt the effect of my strong climax as I 
squirted deep inside. She moaned to every squirt and 
flexing of my cock with her moans of "ooohhhhh" followed 
by a passionate whispering of my name. I could hear the 
sounds of our mutual wetness now as I thrust deeply 
again and again.

The beginning of my forceful climax now stirred my 
mother's passion as she began to climb to her climax 
also. She had raised her hips as I was filling her love 
box with my loving juices.  She rubbed my back and 
wrapped her legs over my back... her heels pressing 
against the cheeks on my ass... moaning as she pushed 
her hips  passionately against me.

I continued to stroke...I had to bring her to a climax 
before I softened.  She pulled me in close and bit my 
shoulder, her pussy and hips held high off the bed 
straining to get all of my stiffness buried as deep as 
possible. She at first began to quiver, then I felt the 
involuntary convulsive rippling of her stomach muscles 
starting, now the powerful thrusting of her hips and 
pussy to get as much of my cock deep in her cunt. 

I started to thrust back strongly driving my still hard 
cock deep into her. I could feel the intensive 
convulsive rippling of her stomach muscles intensify 
where our bodies were touching and her legs and body 
twitching uncontrollably... as she went from being in 
control to an intensive involuntary level of passion. I 
felt her fingers first dig into my back and then her 
finger nails slowly rake me from below my shoulders down 
to my hips.

I was so excited knowing I was fucking my mother and she 
was loving it, really loving it. I could feel her pussy 
tightened noticeably as she climaxed... panting as she 
climaxed, moaning and making soft squeaking sounds deep 
in her throat once again, then sighing several times... 
each time a little bit quieter until they were almost 
inaudible . 

She slowly settled back on to the bed, uttering one soft 
long moan... followed by one long deep sensual sigh and 
then complete silence and no movement...an indication of 
her complete and satisfied climax. 

Softly whispered words and the calling me by name... 
followed by a gentle kiss and holding me close gave me a 
sense of her complete satisfaction. We rolled on to our 
sides never uncoupling and just held each other in a 
post climatic embrace. My cock soon went limp and 
slipped from her love tunnel followed by a considerable 
seepage of our joint love juices. I could feel all the 
wetness cascading down my leg and on to the bed sheet. 
Soon it was apparent from the coolness of the bed sheet 
we were in a little 'puddle' of post fun wetness. Her 
squirting had resulted in our crotches and legs to be 
fully bathed in wetness.

I was smiling as I was thinking about her being as 
squirter. I was looking at her face as we just were 
resting side by side.

"You are a squirter!"

My mother pulled me to her and held me close with just a 
smile and a whisper.

"Shhhhh be quiet!"

Soon thereafter, I felt my mother move and I knew then 
that reality was creeping back to us both. I was waiting 
for the words explaining what happened... the condoning 
reprimands or a possible strong verbal whip lashing. I 
braced myself. Her first words were inaudible to me... 
then I heard 

"Where did you learn all the things you did to me?"  

Then she began a little homily that was essentially 
explaining what we did was wrong... not to be done 
again... not to be spoken of... never. She said she was 
at a very vulnerable time in her life and it was her 
fault. I remained quiet... knowing that I was the one 
who made the first move. We both agreed that we would 
not get together ever again.

I sat up as she got up to get out of bed. She winced as 
she caught a glimpse of my back. She had raked my back 
with her fingernails in her uncontrolled passion, 
scratching my back and drawing blood at several points. 
She was not very happy with what she had done.

I was delighted with the unseen image... a badge of 
passion that was never to be displayed and never to be 
mentioned to those who knew us.

She would put some medication on the scratches in a few 
minutes. It was now important to get ourselves back to a 
level of respectability!   She left the room completely 
nude swinging her nice ass leaving me with a long 
lasting and indelible image to this day.

I sat on my bed for a while in complete silence... 
thinking. Then the thoughts started, which kept going on 
and on... What would my mother do if she knew I had been 
jerked off by my sister and I had fucked the ass off my 
girl friend in my sister's bed? I shuddered at the 
thought. I could take the cutting of my throat but 
losing something else got me to rush into the shower to 
wash the beads of sweat and the blood from my body while 
thinking of what my fate would be if my mother found 
out.  Screwing her and Rosemary was one thing, bedding 
down my sister was beyond any measure of justification!!  
I leaned on the shower wall, sapped of strength after 
the bedroom romp and the fear of who knows what I've 
done.

My date for the night, Jennie, turned out to a very cool 
and non-sexual girl.  Maybe it was my fault. Good thing 
I had experienced a tension relieving experience before 
picking her up for our date, I would have been hurting 
by the end of the evening!

Damn my mother was tight and a good sexual and sensual 
experience. I thought that it was because of her anxiety 
of the moment but in fact she was very small and true 
delight to screw. She loved my hardness. She had 
mentioned in a moment of our passion that it was more 
than what she was accustomed too from another close 
'family' member. I did feel sadly for what I did for a 
short time but I quickly found out that I was really 
delighted that I had bedded her, I had no misgivings. I 
also found out that I lied... I was going to really try 
to get her back in a bed and slip my cock between those 
legs again as I held them high!!  And of course there 
was my tongue.

In reality I had tried for some time now to get my 
mother into a mood to go to bed with me when my father 
is away. His trips have become less frequent with time 
and for shorter durations. I have finally paid off some 
of my heavy debt and found my own place to live. 

When I am at their home, I can sometimes get close to 
her butt at times when she is getting meals ready and 
rub my very hard cock against her while whispering 
questions as to what she remembered when we had been 
together. Sometimes I could get her very hot! I almost 
could break her down. She has a way of grabbing hold of 
the table edge or the counter top, shake her head and 
energetically shrug her shoulders to break the feelings 
and memories that I stir within her and then send me on 
my way with a stern but fun loving send off.

Several times she told me after she had rejected my 
advances with a shrug, a smile and then a comment that 
"You need to get yourself a date for the evening." 

When I told her once, "That's not what I want!"

She said, "I can see that, I know what you want." 

I came back with a "Well?"  

She stopped what she was doing in the kitchen and began 
to leave!

I asked "Where are you going?" 

Her joking reply was...
 
"I'm going to take a cold shower and I'm going to lock 
my bathroom door!" 
 
I called out to her quickly before she could leave the 
room 

"I'll be in my old bedroom... You don't have to bring 
your towel with you!"  

I saw her clench one of her fists... her head tilted 
back as she exclaimed

"Oooooooo yoooooouuuuuuu!"

She was straining to keep her cool! 

Yup, she was hotter than hot that day. I missed out not 
truly recognizing her 'condition'. I missed my 
opportunity. No grabbing on to the counter top and 
shaking her body to change the feelings deep inside her 
body was going to save her. She had to get herself 
separated from me quickly! 

She came back in a little while, cool, all smiles and 
joking around. She asked if I was going out with 
Rosemary? When I replied "Yes" she came back with a 
quick "GOOD!" 

She projected a jovial attitude until she said.

"Where are you going?" 

I told her in complete jest 

"We were planning on coming back to the house so we 
could make it a threesome!"

Oooopps... that was not a funny... nope...  definitely 
not a funny... I could see that in her eyes! 

I quickly said 

"I think it's time for me to leave!" 

"You had better!" 

It was her stern comment! She raised her arm and pointed 
at the door smiling.

I jokingly sucked in a deep breath while softly saying 

"Oooohhh have you any idea what that does to me when you 
take control!" 

Her only comment was a stern "Git!" 
 
I left not to return that night!  She is a tough nut to 
crack or a tough muffin to butter as the sayings go!!

I do not think I will ever give up trying to bed my 
mother again but she is also determined, but vulnerable 
under certain conditions, Damn! 

END

Comments to this story are welcomed. I would love to 
hear from anyone who has had a positive sexual 
experience similar to my own. Contact me on 
skylinerider80@gmail.com if you so desire. 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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