It Starts With A Kiss Mom
It all started with a simple kiss. She was my mom, and I was her son. We had been living together since my father had left us a few years ago.
My mom and I had a close relationship, but I had always secretly had a crush on her. I would often find myself stealing glances at her when she wasn’t looking, and fantasizing about what it would be like to be with her.
One night, we were both in my bedroom. We had been talking for a while and I was starting to feel aroused. I could feel my heart racing as I looked at her, and before I knew it, I had leaned in and kissed her.
My mother seemed surprised at first, but then she started to kiss me back. We both got lost in the moment and started to passionately make out. Before I knew it, our clothes were coming off and we were exploring each other’s bodies with our hands.
My mother was so beautiful and I couldn’t believe I was getting to have sex with her. I explored every inch of her body and she did the same to me. We explored each other’s erogenous zones with our mouths and tongues. She tasted sweet and salty and I couldn’t get enough of her.
We continued to make out until we were both ready to move on to the next level. We moved to the bed and continued our exploration. We explored each other’s bodies with our hands, mouths, and tongues. My mother was an expert at giving pleasure and I was in a state of pure ecstasy.
We explored each other’s bodies in more intimate ways. My mother taught me how to pleasure her with my mouth and tongue. She taught me how to make her orgasm with my fingers and my tongue.
We explored different positions, from missionary to doggy style. We explored different levels of intensity and explored each other’s pleasure points. We explored each other’s pleasure zones and explored our fantasies. We explored each other in ways we had never explored before.
After a few hours of exploring each other’s bodies, we both reached our climax together. We both felt amazing and fulfilled.
We stayed in bed for a few more moments, until our bodies were too tired to continue. We lay there in each other’s arms, both blissfully exhausted from our sexual adventure.
The next morning, we both woke up and I kissed her goodbye. We shared a knowing look that said it all. Our night of passion had been special and we both knew it.
This was the start of a new level of intimacy between us. We both knew that we had opened up a new level of connection and understanding between us.
It had all started with a simple kiss.
