My Real-life porno with mom

Introduction:
When I started watching that XXX movie of my brother’s, I never dreamed
that I would wind up in a XXX episode of my own–with my own mother!
I was only 17 at the time, a senior in high school. On a Friday night
late, around 1:30, I couldn’t sleep, so I got up and slipped quietly
downstairs, wearing just a pair of jockey shorts. I had a video-porno tape
that belonged to my brother, who was away at college. I popped myself some
popcorn in the kitchen and then put the tape in the VCR and turned it on,
with the sound low so as not to disturb the rest of the family.
The film had been going about 15 minutes, the sexual action was hot and
heavy, and I had become really engrossed (and aroused) when suddenly I
discovered that my mother, in her nightgown, had appeared in the doorway
behind me. I grabbed for the remote control, but I fumbled it and it fell
to the floor. There was Mom, looking at the TV screen where two naked
girls were making life really exciting for a lucky guy. I figured that the
damage had been done now, so I just sat there, trying to hide my hard-on
and waiting to find out what Mom was going to say.
For a couple long minutes she just stood there behind the sofa watching
the sex party get more and more sensual. Finally she said, “Do you really
like this sort of stuff?”
I could tell from her voice that she was highly disapproving, so I tried
to cover by blaming someone else. “It’s really Rick’s movie,” I mumbled.
“But you’re watching it. Do you like it?” Mom persisted.
“Well, yeah,it’s OK, I guess. I couldn’t sleep, so it was just something
to do.”
Mom suddenly laughed. “Do you expect me to believe that? Here’s a typical
horny teenager watching a porno flick, and it’s just for something to do
because he can’t sleep?”
I grinned sheepishly. I know I was blushing red as a fire truck. “Well,
Mom, IxIxAll right, Mom. I’m sorry. I’ll turn it off and go to bed.”
“Oh no!” Mom said mockingly. “I wouldn’t want to deprive my adolescent
boy of his pleasure. Go ahead and watch, if it turns you on.Oh, what have
we here? Popcorn! Well, I’m glad I came down.”
She sat down on the sofa and helped herself to a handful of my popcorn. I
noticed that she had her eyes glued to the TV, where there was almost
nonstop nudity and sexual activity. Then I noticed that her nightgown was
rather sheer, and her nipples, which seemed to be hard, were dimly
visible. Since she was now sitting down, I couldn’t get a good look at her
crotch, but I was sure that her pussy hair must be apparent too, since
she’s a brunette.
For several minutes we just sat there and watched together, as Mom ate my
popcorn, and I was all tense and nervous. I just couldn’t imagine Mom
watching stuff like this. What I had been enjoying immensely, now became
very embarrassing to me, though my cock was still very stiff.
Then Mom really shocked me with another question: “Do you usually jack
off when you’re watching these films?”
I was so shaken up by the question that I actually just blurted out the
truth: “S-s-sometimes.”
“Well then, go ahead if you want to. I don’t want to break up the fun. I
can see that your–uh– thing is all ready for it,” she said, eying the
big bulge in my shorts.
“Mom!” I exclaimed and just sat there in shock, like a statue.
Mom gave another little trill of soft laughter. “Oh, come on, honey. I
know what young boys do. It’s perfectly natural and there’s nothing wrong
with it, so you don’t have to be ashamed.” I had no idea what to say or
do, so I just sat there stupidly.
Mom laughed softly again and moved over closer to me. (She actually
seemed to be having fun with this little game!) “Would you like me to do
it for you?” And damned if she didn’t put her warm hand on my bare leg not
three inches from my cock! I sucked in an astonished breath so quickly
that it made a loud hissing sound, and Mom laughed again. I had never
heard her laugh quite the way she was doing it on this night. It wasn’t
quite a giggle, just a merry little trill, very soft and delighted
sounding.
Mom reached out one finger and touched the tip of my cock very lightly,
but my rod gave a leap at that amazing contact. “You’re not doing a very
good job of answering questions tonight. Or maybe your penis is doing the
answering. Do you want me to jack off your dick or not?”
My voice actually sounded squeaky at the astounding nature of this little
late-night rendezvous. “Sh-sh-sure, Mom,if you really want to.”
Mom trilled her little laugh again and put her hand on my cock, holding
it gently through the knit fabric of my shorts. She began to just tenderly
fondle it at first, then to pull and grasp it more firmly. Soon she
decided that this wasn’t good enough, so she pulled and tugged at the
shorts and my cock until she had my big bare prick sticking out through
the opening. Then she wrapped her hand around it and began to give it a
good workout. She cupped my balls with the other hand and gently massaged
them as she jerked vigorously on my joystick.
God! What an amazing development! I could not have dreamed anything so
unexpected–and so thrilling. I stared at my mother’s hands on my balls
and tugging at my naked cock. Incredible! Then I noticed that the way Mom
had to sit to get both hands on my happy genitals had brought her bosom
just under my chin and I could look right down inside her nightie at her
big soft tits with their jutting nipples. The porno film in the background
just added that much more spice to this erotic scene.
Then I noticed that Mom was looking at my eyes and could see that I was
staring at her beautiful tits. She smiled warmly at me. “You like?” she
asked lightly.
“Oh, God! I like, Mom! I like very much!” My cock was on fire from her
manipulation. She really knew just how to do it. And damn! she was
enjoying it! I could tell from her smile and her cheerful little laugh. I
wanted to get my hands on her tits and had just about got up the nerve to
reach for them. After all if she was playing with my cock, couldn’t I do
the same to her boobs?
On the TV screen a big buxom blonde had just started sucking on the
enormous cock of the stud star, who was saying, “Suck me, babe! Suck me!”
Mom looked at the scene for a moment and then said, “Would you like me to
do that to you, honey?”
By this time, I believed that anything could happen, so I found myself
saying hoarsely, “Suck me, babe! Suck me!” just like the guy in the film.
Maybe I didn’t have nearly as much to suck as he had, but I wasn’t small
either, and Mom was making me feel like a porn star.
Mom uttered that sweet little trill again and knelt on the floor between
my legs. She lowered her lovely head and brought my turgid dick to her
lips. She kissed it on the head a few times first, then licked lightly at
the very tip. Gradually she took more and more of my cock into her mouth,
and her tongue swirled round and round the sensitive ring. Now I reached
down into her nightgown as she knelt before me and got a hand on her big
tits. God! they felt great–soft, but very smooth and firm, with the
nipples swollen and hard. I squeezed and fondled her tits and flicked the
nipples back and forth, then pinched lightly on them.
Mom’s head was bobbing up and down over my cock, and her lips and tongue
were raising my sensations to a peak very quickly. I knew I couldn’t last
very long this way. “Oh, Mom!” I groaned. “That feels,so,so, damned
good,I’m about, to come!” Mom just grunted and sucked that much harder on
my cock. The hot, stinging, itching feeling became more and more urgent,
spreading out through my groin, stiffening my body, curling my toes. Then
I just boiled over, panting and jerking, fucking my cock wildly into Mom’s
eager mouth. She held onto my ass and just kept sucking away as my cum
spurted into her mouth. I could both feel and hear her gulping my cock
juice down thirstily, as if she didn’t want to spill a drop of it.
Finally I lay back, spent for the moment. Mom diligently licked my cock
completely clean before she resumed her seat beside me, her hand still
holding my semi-hard dick. She looked at me and smiled broadly again.
“Hey, kid,” she said jokingly, “you taste pretty good–very nourishing
too, I’m sure.” Her mouth was still wet and sticky looking. And then she
kissed me right on the mouth, licking at my lips with her tongue. I
responded eagerly, licking back at her lips and tasting my own cum there.
She was right–it didn’t taste bad!
“My God, Mom! You’re…you’re wonderful!” I said with tremendous gratitude.
Mom laughed happily again.
Then I noticed that the scene on the TV had changed. The tables were now
turned, and the big blonde was now having her pussy eaten by the stud. Mom
noticed it too, and she said with a smile, “Oho! Now look what you have to
do.” She lifted up her hips and pulled her nightie clear to her waist.
Then she lay back and spread her legs wide, presenting her beautiful
dark-haired pussy to me. Again the laugh, and then she said, “Bon appetit,
mon cheri!”
God! What a night this had turned out to be! I didn’t waste any time
getting on my knees between Mom’s legs. I eagerly ran my hands up her
smooth full thighs, squeezing and caressing them. I kissed my way up her
legs and all around her hairy triangle as I gently probed a finger into
her moist lips. Then I brought my mouth to her fragrant crotch, pulled
open her pussy lips with my thumbs and began to lick and nibble lightly at
her labia. Her abundant juices tasted like divine nectar to me! I began to
lick more vigorously, then found her little clit and began to flick
lightly at it with my tongue. Mom took hold of my head and let me know by
her grip which strokes got to her most. She began to moan very softly and
to rock her hips forward and back.
I did my best to give Mom as good a cunt lick as I could, and I guess I
succeeded pretty well. I was loving it, the delightful smell and taste,
the feel of her soft inner genitals on my tongue and the crispy hair
against my nose, the soft firmness of her round ass cheeks as I grasped
them to pull her closer, the feel of her hands on my head, pulling with
desire and passion. Then Mom began to buck her hips so hard that I had a
difficult time staying with her, but I held on and kept lapping away as
she went into a convulsion of extremely rapid humps with her hips, and I
detected a sudden increase in her cunt juices. Then she stopped her
movements and held my head very tight and very still while her body
trembled violently.
After a few long moments, Mom heaved a big sigh and lay back. I lifted my
head from her crotch and looked up at her. She gave me another big smile
and said, very huskily, “Thanks, honey. That’s the best lingus my little
cunnie’s ever had! Ooooh, God! Did that ever feel good! I hope it wasn’t
too unpleasant for you.”
“Unpleasant! My God, Mom! I loved it. I’d like to do that every night.”
Mom seemed surprised. She said that Dad does it for her once in a great
while, but she knows that he doesn’t really like it, although he loves to
have his cock sucked, and she enjoys that. “Well, Mom,” I said, “anytime
you want a cheerful cunt licker, you know where to come. Anytime.” She
laughed and kissed me again, this time licking some of her cunt juices
back inside.
We noticed that the movie had ended while we were otherwise distracted.
We sat there kissing for a while, as I played with her tits and cunt, and
she fondled my hard-again cock. Then Mom said, “Why don’t you rewind the
tape and start it again? I think I saw some fucking when I first came in.
Maybe–just maybe–that might give us some more ideas.”
I eagerly did as she suggested. This film didn’t take long at all to get
to the hard stuff, and soon there was a pair of people fucking away–in
fact, two pairs. The scenes kept shifting from one couple to the other and
back. I had my finger up Mom’s cunt again by this time and she was sort of
pushing her mound against my hand as she rubbed my hard cock. “Well, Mom,”
I said eagerly, “how about it? That looks like fun to me.”
“It certainly does,” said Mom softly, “but of course, this is a little
more serious. Maybe what we’ve been doing could be called just playing
around, but fucking by a mother and son is incest.”
“If it’s really love, what’s wrong with that, Mom? I love you more than
any other person in the world, and I’d like to show you my love in every
way possible.”
Mom smiled very warmly and kissed me sweetly. “Thanks, honey. That’s just
what I needed to hear. I feel the same way. Who should make real love more
naturally than a mother and her beloved son? I want you to fuck me, my
darling boy.”
She raised her arms and pulled her nightgown off over her head, letting
her gorgeous big tits fall free. Then she lay back, pulling me with her.
She put one leg up on the back of the sofa. I pulled myself up over her as
she spread her thighs wide to let me between them. Mom took hold of my
cock with one hand and opened her pussy lips with the other. Then she
guided the head of my cock right inside. I very slowly pushed and pulled,
sinking my dick deeper and deeper into her well-lubricated love passage.
Finally I was in her all the way, my balls against her ass, and our pubic
hair meshed together.
Mom pulled my head down so that we could kiss as we fucked. Both of us
seemed to want to make this last awhile, so we moved very slowly at first.
I would pull slowly out until I was almost all the way out, then slowly
sink back in all the way. I could feel every bit of her moist, slippery
passage, and I’m sure she got all the feel of my happy hard cock. All the
time, we were kissing with open mouths, and I was playing with her tits
and ass, while she fondled my ass or my balls. It was just a very loving
slow fuck, romantic and domestic at the same time–Mom and son with all
the family love due to each, but also now two lovers, very very much in
love romantically and sexually. It was an overwhelming feeling to actually
have my cock in my own dear beautiful mother’s cunt and to sense her
extreme pleasure in our union. And of course, there was the added
excitement that my father or sister could come down the stairs at any time
and catch the two of us “in flagrante.”
Since we had both already come once, we were not in a frenzy to reach
orgasm again rapidly. For a long time–it must have been at least a half
hour–we just continued that slow lovemaking, sometimes just lying, joined
together at genitals and mouths, other times fucking gently, warmly. Of
course, the intensity gradually began to build, and we both seemed to feel
the urgency at the same time to step up the tempo. Mom signaled this by
bringing her knees up and opening herself still wider to my thrusts. She
began humping lightly, cuing me to pump a little harder.
Thus, bit by bit, like an old-fashioned steam locomotive just gradually
picking up speed, Mom and I began screwing in earnest. My thrusts became
harder and faster; her hips humped more vigorously. Our tongues became
more insistent in our kisses. Mom began breathing harder and moaned
lightly from time to time. I began to grunt with my thrusts. When I
reached the bottom of a stroke, I would grind it in hard for a moment, and
Mom responded by wiggling her ass to push up against that pressure.
Then Mom muttered into my mouth, “OK, honey! NOW! Fuck me hard, honey!
Real hard! Just let me have it with all you’ve got.” I didn’t need to be
told twice. Immediately I began pounding it to her, ramming my hard cock
into her almost violently. She kept right with me, bucking her hips up
fiercely to get all the force of each thrust. In and out–in and
out–fuck–fuck–fuck–fuck! We were in a very hard and rapid rhythm,
perfectly coordinated, fucking passionately, hungrily, greedily, seeking
our own and our partner’s full measure of ecstasy.
Mom began panting and her soft moans turned into a muffled little
sustained scream, and I knew that she was on the brink of orgasm. At the
same time her ass started bouncing off that sofa with absolute abandon. I
put everything I had into banging her but good, plowing into her with
every bit of strength I had. God! Did my mother’s leaping, grasping cunt
feel good on my cock! Then with a loud groan I started spurting my juice
into Mom’s plunging cunt. She humped even faster yet, spasmodically,
uncontrollably, coming in a big way.
Then she was stiff and shuddering violently again, and my pleasure-filled
cock was shooting the last of my juice deep within her belly. We clung to
each other passionately, wet with sweat and cum and saliva, gloriously
wet–and filled with the deepest love and gratitude. My love–and my
respect–for my precious mother had grown to be far greater than ever
before. And I knew that her deep love for me had been demonstrated in the
most explicit way possible.
This wonderful night was the beginning of an intense, sincerely loving
affair which is still going on. I am now 26 and Mom is 49. We have been
very discreet, and no one suspects that my tender concern for my mother is
actually a sexual relationship. Mom is still one hot piece of ass, and she
still loves my cock. She and Dad get along fine, but I know that I am her
real lover. Oh yes, I am married now and love my wife dearly. She is great
in bed–but I’m afraid that she will never be as good as Mom. No one could
be.

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