I Had Sex With My Mother: A Sinfully Sexy Story
My name is Richard and I’m a 28 year old man. Little did I know that one day I would be writing about the time I had sex with my mother. It started out as a typical day for me. I was at work, doing my job and thinking of nothing else but my own life.
As the day went on, I started to feel a sudden urge to visit my mother, who lived alone; she had been widowed some years prior. I had been wanting to spend some time with her, so I decided to take a break from work and go see her.
When I arrived at her home, I was welcomed warmly. After a few minutes of catching up, I told my mother that I wanted to take her out to lunch. She agreed and we were soon headed to a local restaurant.
Once we were seated, my mother started talking about how she used to date and how she still loved the feeling of being intimate with a man. She said that she even missed being naughty and wild sometimes.
I was taken aback by her openness, but was also intrigued. As we continued to talk, the conversation became more heated. I started telling her about my own sexual desires and fantasies, and soon things began to get really steamy.
My mother and I were both aroused to the point of no return. Before I knew it, we were both ready and willing to take things to the next level. Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed her deeply and passionately.
As our tongues danced and our hands explored each other’s bodies, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly aroused. I wanted her so badly that I couldn’t help but act on my impulses.
I laid my mother down and we continued our passionate session. I kissed her neck and her breasts, moving down her body and exploring her with my tongue. She moaned in pleasure and begged me to take her. I obliged and we made love like animals.
We were both lost in the moment and it felt so amazing. I kissed her everywhere, tasting her sweat and drinking in her essence. After we both finished, I laid next to her and held her close. We both felt a deep connection.
Afterwards, we talked about everything that had happened. We both were deeply moved by the experience and felt that we had connected on a deeper level. We talked for hours and finally decided to keep our experience a secret between the two of us.
Ever since that day, I think about our encounter often and still feel aroused when I do. Though society says that it is wrong, I truly feel as though my mother and I shared something special and intimate. I often wonder if she has felt the same since that day. Despite it being considered taboo, my mother and I had the most amazing experience and it will stay with me forever.
