I Had Sex With Mom
It had been a long day and I was exhausted. I had been working late at the office and had just stumbled into my apartment when I heard a knock at the door. My mother was standing there, a look of worry on her face. She had come to check on me, since she hadn’t heard from me in weeks. She was worried that something had happened to me.
I had to admit, I was a bit surprised to see her. I hadn’t seen her in months and here she was, standing right in front of me. She hugged me tightly and I could feel her warmth. I knew right then that I had to do something to show her how much I appreciated her.
We talked for a few minutes and then I suggested that we have some wine. She nodded and I grabbed a bottle from the kitchen. We drank and talked and I could feel the tension building in the air. Our conversation became more and more intimate and I could feel myself getting aroused.
Mom seemed to be feeling the same way, because she started to move closer to me. She placed her hand on my thigh and began to rub it softly. I was taken aback, but I didn’t move away. She then leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
My heart began to race and I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I was so aroused and I wanted her more than anything. I pulled her closer and began to kiss her more passionately. She responded in kind, her hands roaming all over my body.
We moved to the bedroom and I undressed her slowly as she looked into my eyes. She was so beautiful and I wanted to make love to her more than anything. We kissed and caressed each other, exploring each other’s bodies. I could feel her body heat radiating off of her as we moved together.
Finally, I entered her and we began to make love. I felt so connected to her, so close. I could feel her moans of pleasure and it drove me wild. I thrust harder and faster as we moved together, both of us lost in the pleasure of the moment.
I could feel her body trembling with pleasure as we moved together. Soon, we were both engulfed in a deep and intense orgasm. We lay in bed afterwards, enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking.
Mom looked into my eyes and smiled. “I never thought I’d have sex with my own son,” she said.
I smiled back and said, “Me neither, but I’m glad I did. It was amazing.”
She smiled and kissed me tenderly on the lips. I knew right then that this would be a night neither of us would ever forget.
