Son Shags Mum – A Sexy Story
It was two in the morning and the house was dead silent. The air was thick and everything around was dark, making it even more difficult for anyone to notice anything unusual.
But even with all the darkness, there was something happening in the house that night. Something forbidden, something naughty, and something that could never be talked about. Upstairs in the master bedroom, the son of the house, who was normally a mild-mannered law student, and his own mother were engaging in an illicit act of passion.
The son, whose name was Matt, was lying naked and aroused on the bed, his eyes looking nervously towards the door as he heard his mother’s footsteps ascending the stairs. He was nervous and scared; what they were doing was wrong and his conscience was telling him to run away, but his body had taken control of him and his raging hard-on refused to disappear.
When his mother opened the door, all his fears dissipated and his arousal surged. She was wearing a sheer nightgown which barely covered her curves, and her eyes looked right into his. She stepped inside the bedroom and closed the door behind her, locking it to ensure they would not be disturbed.
She slowly walked over to the bed where Matt was laying and he felt her body heat radiating from her as she pressed against him. She wrapped her legs around him and held onto his neck tightly, looking deeply into his eyes. Matt returned her gaze and without saying a word, he knew what was about to happen.
His mother leaned in and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with her tongue. She then moved her hands down his chest, tracing the contours of his body as she went. She felt down his stomach and cupped his growing erection in her hand. His hips bucked at her touch, and her breath quickened. She then began to move her hand up and down his shaft, stroking him with a gentle but firm grip.
Matt, who was still completely silent, felt a wave of pleasure wash over him as his mother continued to caress him. He groaned in response and thrust his hips towards her, urging her to go harder. She glanced up at him, her eyes alight with pleasure, before continuing to pleasure him with her hand.
Matt was at the brink and he was about to cum, but then his mother pulled her hand away and moved her lips to his ear. “Do you still want me?” she asked, her voice carrying a hint of mischievousness. Matt nodded in response and his mother smiled and kissed him again, this time more intensely.
She then moved her hand down his stomach and guided him inside her. Matt gasped in pleasure as he entered her tight wetness and felt her warmth enveloping him. His mother moved her hips against his, taking him deeper and deeper into her until his breath was coming in short pants.
His mother then began to move her hips faster and faster, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. He was about to cum when his mother leaned down and whispered in his ear “Are you sure you want to cum inside me? I want to make sure.”
Matt nodded and his mother smiled as he felt himself coming inside her. As his orgasm passed, he felt the warmth of her body against his and he knew that he had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed.
He lay there in her embrace for a few more moments, before his mother pulled away and looked him in the eyes. “We must never speak of this again,” she said, her voice stern but also filled with a certain warmth.
Matt nodded in agreement and then his mother slowly started to dress again, her movements slow and sensual. When she was dressed, she leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. “Until next time…” she whispered before closing the door behind her.
Matt lay in bed for some time, unable to process the fact that what they had done was wrong, but also unable to deny the pleasure that it had brought him. He felt a strange sense of liberation as he lay there, knowing that no matter what happened, his mother would always love him and accept him.
He finally fell asleep, feeling content and happy in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time.
