Fucked My Mom

Fucked My Mom: An Erotic Sex Story

My mom was always the kind of woman who was reserved and proper, never letting loose and having a good time. But I always knew that deep down there was a wild side that she kept hidden away. Little did I know that I would be the one to unleash it.

It started one evening after we had had dinner and were both getting ready for bed. I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when she came in and started talking to me. We talked about the usual things, but then she started telling me about her fantasies. It was then that I realized that she hadn’t been as reserved as I thought.

She started telling me about her fantasies of being taken by a man and being dominated. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but I couldn’t deny that it was turning me on. We talked for a while before she finally said that if I was interested I could stay and make her fantasies come true.

I was stunned at first, but then I couldn’t help but agree. I followed her to her bedroom and we started to make out. I could feel her body trembling with anticipation as we kissed and touched each other. She then told me to take off her clothes. I started at the top, taking off her shirt, revealing her toned body. She then unzipped her pants, revealing a cute pair of lace panties.

I couldn’t believe how beautiful she was. I kissed her neck and then moved down her body, exposing her breasts. I sucked and licked her nipples, making her moan with pleasure. I then moved down her body, licking and kissing her stomach before finally reaching her panties. I ripped them off and moved my hands down her thighs, exploring her wetness.

My mom was now completely naked and ready for me. I entered her slowly, making sure to pleasure her with every thrust. I could feel her tightness wrapping around me as I moved deeper and deeper into her. We started to move in a rhythm, increasing the intensity as we both reached our climax.

My mom’s moans filled the room as we reached our peak. I collapsed onto her, breathing heavily and feeling completely satisfied. We lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

The next morning when I woke up, my mom was already gone. I knew she hadn’t regretted what happened, but I could tell that she felt embarrassed about it. I decided to keep it to myself and never told anyone about our night together. But it was a moment that I would never forget.