First Time Sex with my MILF Mother

First Time Sex with my MILF Mother

Seth digs down deep to find the courage to sexually seduce his MILF of a mother, Mary.

Author’s Note:

This Seth’s incestuous seduction all started. Not knowing what to do and how to begin, Seth turned to Susan Jill Parker for advice on how to seduce his mother. She told him what to do and what to say for her to have sex with him.

“It’s as simple as exposing your erect, naked cock to your mother will get the ball rolling,” said Susan.

Only, just as his mother had never exposed herself to him, even though he wished that she would, he had never exposed himself to his mother. Taking a deep breath, he dug down deep to find the courage to expose himself while hoping to have forbidden sex with his MILF of a mother. Something that so many men wished they could do or could have done with their own mothers, this is a true story of how Seth had satisfying, incestuous sex with his mother, Mary, for the first time.

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Hoping to get my mother in the mood for sex, taking a giant leap of faith, after a relaxing evening of watching a mother and son sexual movie with her, I’m hoping to sexually seduce my mother, Mary. After watching a movie where a son has sex with his mother and a mother has sex with her son, I’m hoping she’ll be horny enough to allow me to give her a massage. I imagined sneaking cheap feels of the sides of her naked breasts and her erect nipples while I’m innocently massaging her naked back.

Never having the courage to even try to have sex with my mother, having sex with her is my longtime, sexual fantasy. First of all, I’d love to see my mother naked. I’d love to touch and feel her everywhere while making out with her. I’d love to finger her pussy while licking her pussy. I’d love to make love to her before fucking her. Only, usure how to go about it, playing it all out in my mind but with some missing gaps, instead of leaving it all to fate and playing everything by ear, I decided to ask Susan Jill Parker for help.

In my feeble attempt to give my mother a subliminal, sexual suggestion, I rented the movie Spanking the Monkey. The movie is about a son who cares for and helps his mother after she had broken her leg. Having never seen anything of my mother’s naked body before, even though I’d love to see something of my mother’s beautiful, naked, body now, I never saw her in her bikini panties and her low-cut bra. With her modestly moral and always wearing a robe over them, I never saw her in one of her short, low-cut, sheer, and sexy nightgowns, topless, and/or naked.

Always wishing I could see her big, naked tits and her erect nipples, I never saw my mother topless. Daring myself to burst in the bathroom when she’s showering or bathing, or burst in her bedroom without knocking when she’s dressing or undressing, I never saw my mother naked. I’d give anything to catch her dressing or undressing when she’s naked. I’d do anything to see my mother’s naked ass, her naked tits, and her naked pussy.

Yet, always masturbating myself, I masturbated over imagining my mother naked and her having sex with me dozens of times. Something that I do every morning and every evening, I couldn’t count how many times I had masturbated over my mother. Unable to put a number on it, I couldn’t count how many times I had cum for my mother during my sexual fantasies.

Just once, with my stiff prick buried in her sweet mouth, I wished I could see my mother staring up at me with her big, blue eyes while stroking my cock and sucking my cock. My longtime sexual fantasy has always been for my MILF of a mother to give me a blowjob. Wishing that I could, I’d love to cum in my mother’s beautiful mouth and all over her pretty face. As if a dog leaving his scent, while imagining cum dripping from her short, red hair, her lips, her nose, her chin, and her naked breasts, I’d love to give my mother a cum bath.

‘Oh, Seth,’ I imagine her saying while wiping cum from her face, hair, and tits. ‘Where did all of that cum come from,” I imagined my mother asking? ‘Your father never ejaculated that much cum in my mouth and all over my face,’ I imagined her saying with a sexy laugh.

In the movie, while helping his mother to shower, Jeremy turned his head away with his eyes closed. While trying his best not to touch and/or feel some part of his mother’s naked body that shouldn’t touch or feel, truth be told, he’d love to touch and feel his naked mother’s ass, pussy, and tits. In the movie, with her divorce from his father and with him the only one there to help her, he not only helped her to shower but also, Jeremy helped his mother to dress and undress, too.

Then, when she had her eyes closed while shampooing her hair, he peeked at her naked body. Unable to help himself from peeking, he looked to see all that he wanted to see of his naked mother while she had her back turned to him with her head under the water. A daily and nightly routine, when he wasn’t massaging his naked cock, he massaged her leg all the way up to her upper thigh. Inevitably, while massaging her thigh higher and massaging more than just her thigh but her pussy, too, one thing led to another thing and mother and son eventually had sex.

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My unique way to test my mother’s willingness to have sex with me, it all started when I followed Susan Jill Parker’s instruction of seduction and deliberately flashed my mother, my erect, naked prick. I was as nervous as I was embarrassed and sexually excited. Flashing her my prick would be a telling sign if she was interested in having sex with me or not. Curious what her reaction would be to seeing my erect, naked prick, in the way that I wished she’d expose her naked tits, ass, and pussy to me, I’ve always wanted to expose my erect, naked cock to my mother.

As she does every morning but this morning was different. Ripe for the taking, as if drugged, my mother was sitting at the kitchen table half asleep while having her morning coffee and mindlessly perusing the newspaper. Getting myself a cup of coffee, I had my back turned to my mother. While nervously thinking of flashing my mother my naked cock and masturbating afterwards, I stealthily stroked myself to a nice erection.

Wearing only a t-shirt and my pajama bottoms without underwear, sporting my morning wood, I already had an erection in sexual anticipation of what I was about to do. Encouraged by SusanJillParker, daring myself to go through with it, I was so nervous. To be honest, I was more sexually excited than I was embarrassed or nervous. When she saw my prick, I wondered if she’d look, stare, or look away.

‘This is it. This is really it. I need to do this. So that Susan doesn’t think that I’m chicken, I need to flash my mother my naked cock. I need to show her my naked prick. I need to know, for once and for all, if she’s as sexually interested in me as I’m sexually interested in her.

So that I could report back to Susan, I was determined to go through with it and flash my mother my naked prick. Yet, if nothing else, giving me more fodder to masturbate over later, having made up my mind to do it, I was resolute in exposing myself to my MILF of a mother. Honestly, I couldn’t wait for her to see my naked prick. I couldn’t wait to see her the reaction on her pretty face to seeing my erect, naked prick.

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My mother was wearing her favorite, bright, red nightgown without having the modesty to wear a robe over it. Under the bright light of the kitchen, I could clearly see the shape and the size of her C cup breasts. As if they were on command or by remote control, as soon as my mother noticed my engorged prick, I watched her nipples fully erect themselves.

With her nipples a telling sign, unless she was cold, clearly, my mother was as sexually aroused as much as I was sexually excited. My mother, Mary, had big nipples that I’ve always wished I could finger, pull, turn, twist, and suck. As soon as I watched her erect nipples push the thin material of her nightgown forward, my lips pursed in the way of a goldfish looking for food or a baby wanting his bottle.

I continually added more to my wish list of all that I sexually wish I could do with my mother. I’d love to feel her through her nightgown while making out with her. I’d love to slowly undress my mother and strip her naked.

I’d not only love to see my mother’s naked tits, ass, and pussy but also, I’d love to touch, feel, and fondle her naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples. Not stopping there, I’d love to masturbate my mother. Then, after I licked and fingered her pussy, I’d love to make love to her before fucking her hard and fast enough for her to have a sexual orgasm with my cock.

‘Fuck me, Seth. Fuck me. Please don’t stop. I beg you not to stop. Fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. I’m cumming, Seth. I’m cumming,’ I imagined my mother saying while I fucked her.

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Now, not knowing what to expect, at the very least if not the very most, I was determined to finally flash my mother my naked, erect prick. Curious if she’d look, stare, or look away, beyond hope, a longshot, I hoped she’d reach out, wrap her soft, warm hand around my big, hard prick, and touch it before stroking it. I hoped she’d take me in her hand before taking me in her mouth. My longtime sexually fantasy, I hoped my mother would blow me. I’ve always wanted to cum in her beautiful mouth while fondling her naked breasts and fingering her erect nipples.

With my back still turned to her and my mother paying me no nevermind, I reached my horny hand inside my pajama pee hole and pulled out my erect prick. This is it. This is really it. Making Susan proud, I was going to do it. I was going to flash my mother my naked cock. After all of these years of being sexually attracted to her and sexually lusting over her, I was finally going to do it. I was going to expose myself to my mother. I couldn’t wait to see her reaction to her seeing my cock.

Only and alas, no such luck. Instead, of her reaching out her hand to stroke me, she didn’t even look up at my big dick. Ensconced in her newspaper, she didn’t even acknowledge that I was there. As if I was invisible, I couldn’t believe it. She didn’t even notice my naked prick.

Not expecting this reaction, maybe, she did notice my naked cock but is no longer interested in sex. Or, perhaps, she’s still interested in sex but not with her son. I just wanted to see my mother look at my cock. I’m proud of my prick and wanted to show my mother what her and my father were responsible for making.

Encouraged by Susan daring me and double daring me to flash my mother my cock, summoning the balls to do it, I walked to my mother with my prick sticking straight out of my pajama pee hole. My erect cock was my beacon of lustful, sexual desire pointing at my mother. Still, unbelievably and disappointingly, even though I stood directly in front of her, never removing her eyes from her stupid newspaper, she still didn’t notice my exposed prick.

‘How could she not notice my engorged, big dick,’ I thought while temped to dance around in front of her with my prick bobbing up and down and side to side?

Then, when I leaned over her to pour her more coffee, leaning in longer and leaning in lower than I should, the head of my cock was in her face and practically touching her cheek. While wishing she would, desperate to do so, if she dared turn her head and yawn, I would have buried my cock in my mother’s mouth. Eager for her motherly lips and mouth, with me already so very horny, with a heavy hand to the back of her red head, I would have forced my mother to blow me.

‘Suck it, Mom,’ I imagined saying with my heavy hand to the back of her red, pretty head pushing her head forward while sticking my prick deeper in her mouth. ‘Stroke me while blowing me. I need to cum in your motherly mouth. Then, when you remove my prick from your mouth and release the tension of your lips, I need to ejaculate a second load of cum all over your pretty face and across your red lace, nightgown clad tits.’

Only, a sexually exciting idea when I first thought of it, but I’d never force my mother to blow me. I could never force my sexual intentions on my mother. I loved my mother. I wanted her to want to suck my prick and not force her to suck my dick. I wanted her to want me to cum in her mouth. I wanted her to want to swallow my cum. I wanted her to blow me more than just this one time. I wanted her to have sex with me every day for the rest of our lives. Consensual sex is always the best sex.

A sexual fantasy that I hoped would come true, I still imagined sticking my cock in my mother’s mouth. I imagined putting a gentle hand to the back of her redhead and humping her mouth while fucking her face. Something that I always wondered what it would feel like, I imagined my sweet, MILF of a mother blowing me. I imagined my mother, Mary, sucking my cock. Not needing cream for her coffee, I imagined creaming her mouth and cumming in her mouth.

While wondering if my mother sucked cock, I always wanted her to stroke me while blowing me. Suffice to write, I’ve always wanted to cum in my mother’s mouth, all over her pretty face, in her lush, red hair, and across her nightgown clad breasts. Again, I wondered what it felt like for my mother to blow me as I touched, felt, and fondled her naked breasts while pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples.

Only, nothing more than a sexual fantasy, taking a chance that she’d reject me, it was time to see how far I could sexually get with my mother. This could be my sexual dream or this could be my erotic nightmare. I needed to know if my mother sexually wanted me as much as I sexually wanted her. I needed to know if my mother would willingly have sex with me in the way that I’d willingly have sex with her.

I needed to know if she’d allow me to finger her pussy while licking her pussy. I’d love to eat my mother. I’d love to give her a sexual orgasm with my fingers and with my tongue. I needed to know if she’d make love to me. I needed to know if she’d allow me to fuck her and cum in her pussy. I needed to know if she’d blow me and allow me to cum in her mouth.

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This was it. This was really it. Going for it, now or never, I was finally going to make a sexual pass at my mother. Dared to do so, double dared to do so, and encouraged by Susan Jill Parker to do so, she helped me along by telling me what to say and what to do to sexually seduce my mother. Then, when I had second thoughts about exposing myself to my mother, with her daring me, double daring me, she convinced me to finally try and sexually seduce my mother.

“More coffee, Mother,” I asked while leaning forward longer and leaning forward lower while calling her attention to my exposed, naked cock for my mother to, hopefully, look up from her newspaper?

‘Look up, Mom. Look up. Look at my cock. Reach out and touch it. Reach out, wrap your hand around it, and stroke it. Then, take me in your mouth and suck it,’ I thought while trying to implant sexual thoughts in my mother’s brain. ‘Suck my cock, mother. Blow me. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth.’

Without even looking up from her newspaper to acknowledge me or even to say good morning to me, as if I was a waitress at a diner instead of her son, she unconsciously slid her coffee cup over to me. Seemingly not awake yet, my mother was a slow riser. Then, as soon as I poured her coffee, she looked up at me and smiled. Then, she saw my erect, naked cock sticking out of my pajama bottom pee hole.

‘My mother saw my naked prick. I can’t believe my mother saw my erect, naked dick,’ I thought while watching her staring at my exposed cock.

Worth the gamble, when she finally noticed my exposed prick, even though she tried not to show it, her reaction was shocked surprise. Never removing her eyes from it, I watched her do a double take as her eyes widened and bulged out of her head. Making their erect impressions known, my mother was sexually aroused by the sight of my naked dick. Wide awake now, no doubt, she was surprised by the immense, thick size of my 8″ prick. Clearly, my mother was enamored with my naked prick.

Instead of turning away in shame and in embarrassment, as if she had never seen an erect, naked prick before, she stared at my swollen member with sexual arousal. Not removing her eyes from my exposed penis, as if she was thinking about blowing me, my mother involuntarily slid a slow tongue over her red, full lips. A good sign, clearly, never thinking of my mother as a cocksucker but hoping that she was, indeed, it was clear that my mother sucked cock. Obviously, my mother wanted to suck my cock.

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Once she noticed my exposed prick, never removing her eyes from it, I couldn’t believe my mother was staring at my naked cock in the way that I stare at whatever I can see of her long, line of sexy cleavage. Only, not as simple as that, she was my mother and I was her son. She wasn’t some whore that I picked up at the bar and brought home for the night. As wrong as it was for me to flash my mother my naked prick, it was wrong for my mother to continue to stare at my exposed dick.

To be honest, even though I was sexually excited flashing my mother my naked cock, I felt as guilty as I felt uncomfortable exposing myself to my mother. Instead of treating her like the incestuous whore that I hoped she was, I needed to treat her with respect. Not wanting to pressure her and not expecting too much, I needed to go slow. I needed her to want to have sex with me as much as I wanted to have sex with her. Instead of having to expose myself to her, I wished she’d expose herself to me.

Playing the part of the innocent victim, not an easy thing to do, I pretended not to notice that my cock was sticking straight out of my pajama bottoms. Instead, as if my dick had a mind of its own, calling even more attention to it, I deliberately throbbed and pulsated my penis. I wanted my mother to see my penis moving while imagining what it would feel like for this big and hard monster to be buried inside of her warm and wet pussy.

Then, when I did finally pretend to notice my prick, I made a big deal out of accidentally flashing my mother my cock. Feigning my embarrassment and humiliation, I did my best to look mortified and horrified. I only wished it was my mother flashing me instead of me having to flash her. I’d love for her to flash me her naked tits, her naked pussy, and/or her naked ass.

“Oh, my God, Mom. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I said calling further attention to my exposed penis by staring down at it. “I can’t believe I flashed you, my prick. Please forgive me. I’m so very embarrassed,” I said standing there with my coffee cup in one hand and the coffee pot in my other hand. “Please avert your eyes. Please don’t look at my cock, Mother. Erase it from your mind. Pretend you had never seen it.”

Clearly, enjoying my little wardrobe malfunction and my embarrassment, she laughed.

“Don’t worry about it, Seth,” she said waving an unconcerned hand. “Your cock isn’t the first cock I’ve seen,” she said with another laugh while continuing to stare at my naked prick.

As if I was a CFNM stripper on stage, my mother continued staring at my erect, naked prick as if she had never seen and erect, naked prick before.

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Better than I had hoped, I couldn’t believe my mother continued staring at my naked prick. Then, surprising me, I couldn’t believe what she said next. Sexually shocking me, my mother made me feel proud of my big dick.

“Not to further embarrass you but I must say though that your prick is certainly the biggest prick I’ve ever seen. Your prick is much longer and thicker than your father’s puny, little dick,” she said looking up at me and smiling. “You should be proud of that monster and not embarrassed.”

Then, she said something that floored me.

“If I had a camera with me, I’d photograph it to show to my sister and to all of my friends,” she said with a dirty laugh while looking back down at my naked prick. “You’re going to make some woman very happy one day.”

While wishing I had a camera or my cellphone with me, I’d love for my mother to photograph my cock and show her sister, my Aunt Debbie, my erect, naked prick. I’d have no qualms for my mother to show a photo of my cock to all of her friends. Now, I couldn’t help myself from imagining having sex with not only my mother but also with my aunt. I couldn’t help myself from imagining having sex with one of her hot and sexy friends.

Taking my time sticking my prick back in my pajama bottoms, sexually teasing her and enticing her, I wanted to give my mother a good, long last look of my naked cock. I wanted her to sexually want my prick as much as I already sexually wanted her pussy. It sexually excited me to flash my mother my naked prick while making my flash appear unintentional and/or accidental.

I couldn’t wait to masturbate over my mother not only seeing my naked cock but also staring at my naked cock. Perhaps, while she was sitting in the living room, walking up to her naked, I couldn’t wait to allow my mother to photograph my naked prick later. I couldn’t wait for her to show my aunt and/or her friends the picture of my erect, naked cock. No doubt, recalling what happened over and again, I’ll be masturbating over exposing my naked cock to not only my mother but also, hopefully, to my aunt and to her friends for the rest of my life.

Turning away from her, I put the coffee pot and my cup down before turning back to her and corralling my errant cock. With her still staring at my prick, never removing her eyes from it, while hoping she’d make a grab for it, I slowly and reluctantly pushed it back in my pajama bottoms. As if I was smuggling something through airport security, still having an erection, my stiff dick tented my pajama bottoms. Under the sexual heat of my mother’s continued stare, while still hoping she’d reach out and touch it, I deliberately throbbed and pulsated my cock.

Now, knowing that my mother was, indeed, interested in my prick, I was hoping for more. At the very least, I was hoping she’d take my erect prick in her soft, warm, motherly hand to stroke me before taking me in her mouth to suck me. Alas, she stood to use the bathroom and I returned to my room to masturbate. While knowing that it would never happen, with her respecting my privacy and my space, nonetheless, I hoped my mother would barge in my room without knocking and catch me stroking my prick. I’d love for her to catch me cumming.

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That night, after I cooked her dinner, wanting to get her relaxed, I opened a bottle of wine. Only taking two glasses for my mother to get tipsy, I was hoping to touch and feel my mother where a son should never touch and feel his mother and where I’ve never touched and felt my mother. I placed a throw blanket over my mother’s lap while making sure that I raised the hem of her short skirt all the way up to her waist with it. Now, with her panties totally exposed, when she stood to walk to the bathroom to pee, she’d flash me her panties.

I put my arm around my mother’s shoulders. Her skin was so soft. Feeling good to snuggle against my mother, we cuddled on the couch while watching Spanking the Monkey. Wishing I could make out with her, I so wanted to kiss her, French kiss her. We watched the main character in the movie, Ray, stealthily peek at his mother, Susan’s naked body while taking a shower and while helping her not to fall. That scene made me want to peek in on my mother bathing or taking a shower. I’d love to see her naked.

Making herself more comfortable, my mother slouched down with her head on my chest and, her mouth only mere inches away from my pajama clad cock. I was tempted to remove my cock from my pajama pee hole again and gently push her head down. I’d love to stick my erect prick in my mother’s mouth. I’d love for her to blow me. I wish I could cum in my mother’s mouth.

Wishing she’d raise her hand just a little higher, her hand rested on my upper thigh. Wanting to get her attention, while hoping that she’d unconsciously touch it, I deliberately throbbed and pulsated my prick. As if there was something alive in my pajama bottoms, I wanted her to see my cock moving. Hoping she’d remove my stiff prick from my pajama pee hole, I wished my mother would stroke my prick while sucking my prick.

Towards the end of the movie, stunned while wondering if she realized what she was doing, not moving it, my mother rested her soft, warm hand on my throbbing and pulsating prick. I was sexually excited with her resting her hand on my erect prick and I could see that my mother was, too. As if it belonged there, her motherly hand felt so good on my erect prick. In the way that I’d love to leave my hand on her naked pussy or on her naked breast, I couldn’t believe my mother had her hand on my nearly, naked pajama clad cock.

After watching this mother and son sexual movie, I hoped my mother would deliberately touch me. Hopefully, she was as horny as I was. Hopefully, with me thinking about having sex with her, she was thinking about having sex with me, too. Hopefully, we were thinking the same thing, mother and son sex. Hopefully, my mother wanted me to strip her naked and give her sex. After watching Jeremy Davies, as Ray, massaging his mother, Alberta Watson, as Susan, a bold move on my part, I asked my mother for a massage.

“My back hurts, Mom,” I said stretching while grimacing. “I feel so tense. Can you give me a massage, please?”

She turned off the movie and turned on the overhead light while I removed my t-shirt. My mother pushed the blanket from her lap and with her skirt nearly bunched up to her waist, she continued to flash me her bright, white, sheer, bikini panties. I stared at her pussy slit. I stared at her camel toe. I stared at her pussy mound and I stared at her patch of red pubic hair that I could clearly see through her panties. Never had I seen as much of my mother’s pussy.

Making no move to cover herself, showing no modesty, she left her skirt askew. Clearly, exposing myself to me in the way that I had exposed myself to her, she wanted me to see her exposed panties. Clearly, she wanted me to see all that I could see of her pussy through her sheer panties in the way that I wanted her to see all that I wanted her to see of my cock. In the way that she stared at my cock earlier, I stared at her bright, white panties.

‘Wow,’ I thought. ‘I don’t know which is more sexually exciting, flashing my mother my naked cock or seeing my mother’s panties. Either way, I’ll be masturbating over both later tonight.’

“Get on your stomach and I’ll massage your back,” she said ordering me while slapping my ass through my pajama bottoms.

In the way that I wished I could lift up the back of her short skirt, pull down her panties, and give my mother’s naked ass a spanking, I’d allow her to give me a spanking, too. With my mother suddenly bossing me around, I liked it when my mother ordered me to do things, especially sexual things. As if she was my Dominatrix instead of my mother, it was sexually hot for her to order me to remove my clothes and/or to get in a sexual position, hopefully, to be touched, felt, fondled, and groped,’ I thought.

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When she finished massaging my back, hoping she’d say yes, and not taking no for an answer, I asked her if I could give her a massage. I wished I could give her a full body, naked massage like the one that Bryan Brown gave Mimi Rogers in the movie, Full Body Massage. Expecting her to say no, she surprised me and said yes.

Only, that’s not all. Figuring that she was going to the bathroom to pee, she stood from the couch and excused herself. When she returned, she carried her massage oils and was wearing a new, short, sheer, nearly transparent, low-cut, red, sexy nightgown. With red my mother’s favorite color, she has lots of red clothes. Even her kitchen utensils are red. Her coffee pot and toaster are red, too. Then, of course, there’s her car. That’s red also.

‘Oh, my God,’ I thought. ‘In the brightness of the overhead, living room light, I can not only see her panties right through her nightgown but also I can clearly see the size and the shape of her C cup breasts. I can clearly see her pink areolas and her erect nipples, too. I can clearly see my mother’s tits as if she was topless.’

I was unable to stop staring at all that I could see of her naked tits in the way that my mother was unable to stop staring at my naked prick. Giving myself more fodder to masturbate over later, I continued staring at all that I could see of my mother’s beautiful body through that sheer nightgown. I’d give anything to not only see her naked tits but also to touch them, feel them, fondle them, grope them, and suck them. I loved my mother’s tits. From what I’ve recently seen of my mother’s breasts, she has spectacular breasts.

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She removed her nightgown straps and turned away from me to deny me from seeing her naked breasts. Then, with her back still turned from me, she pushed the bodice of her nightgown down to her waist, and laid face down on the couch. Not wanting to get massage oils on her nightgown, I pushed the back of her nightgown further down while exposing the tops and the sides of her ample breasts at the same time. I could nearly see the sides of her naked tits, part of her naked areolas, and a glimpse of erect nipples.

“It’s okay. Don’t be shy. As long as you don’t mind seeing your mother’s panties, you have my permission to go beneath my nightgown to massage my legs,” she said while raising her nightgown all the way up her back.

My mother exposed the back of her bright, white, bikini panties to my horny eyes. I could clearly see the shape and the size of her shapely ass. I could clearly see her ass crack. While wishing that I could touch, feel, grope, and massage her panty clad ass, I continually stared at my mother’s exposed panties in the way that I stared at her exposed tits through her nightgown.

Now, with her nightgown raised high enough, I could clearly see the sides of her naked breasts. I covered her back with massage oils while massaging her shapely back and rubbing the oils in deeper.

Then, taking sexual liberties with my mother’s nearly, naked body, while massaging her back, and with her not stopping me, I massaged the sides of her naked breasts. In between massaging her back, her thighs, and the sides of her exposed naked breasts, I stealthily fingered her nipples.

Barely fitting in my horny hands, her breasts felt so big. Her breasts felt so firm. When she didn’t stop me from stealthily touching her nipples with my fingers, I continued fingering her nipples. I pulled her nipples. I turned her nipples. I twisted her nipples. With her suddenly squirming to my sexual touches, I continued pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples. Clearly, my MILF of a mother was sexually aroused.

Wanting to give her a sexual orgasm with my sexual touches, not expecting her to do that, she surprised me when she started moaning. Clearly, from my fingering my nipples, my mother was sexually aroused. Able to smell the musky aroma of her pussy, she was dripping wet.

I so wanted to remove her panties. I so wanted to finger her pussy while licking her pussy. I so wanted to masturbate my mother. I so wanted to make love to my mother. I so wanted to fuck her. I so wanted to give her multiple, sexual orgasms with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock.

Now or never, while thinking of Susan Jill Parker double daring me, double daring myself to do so, it was then that I stuck my horny hand between my mother’s shapely legs and cupped her wet pussy through her panties. Then, going for broke, all or nothing, I pushed her panties aside with my fingers and rubbed her clit while fingerfucking her pussy. Seemingly embarrassed that I was masturbating her, sexually enjoying it for a while, she surprised me when she slapped my hand away, pushed her nightgown down, and stood up from the coach.

Obviously, my mother was embarrassed that I had sexually aroused her. She was embarrassed that she was about to have a sexual orgasm. Perhaps, she was uncomfortable having incestuous sex with her son in the way that I’ve always wanted to have incestuous sex with my mother.

“I’m tired. I’m going to bed,” she said seemingly almost angry that she allowed me to have my sexual way with her naked pussy.

‘Proud of myself, I masturbated my mother,’ I thought. ‘Had she not stopped me, I would have given her a sexual orgasm. Had she not left the living room for her bedroom, I would have stripped her naked and mounted her. I would have finally seen my mother naked. I would have made sweet, slow love to her before fucking her fast and hard.’

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Not turning to look back, she walked to her bedroom and closed her bedroom door behind her. She seemed angry. Was she angry for me giving her what she so wanted and needed, a sexual orgasm? Or, maybe, she felt embarrassed and ashamed having sex with her son in the way that I didn’t feel embarrassed or ashamed having sex with my mother. If I felt anything, I felt sexually excited for having forbidden sex with my mom.

I sat on the couch in the living room stunned while replaying all that I was allowed to do to my mother’s nearly, naked body. I was still sexually frustrated and horny. Not knowing what to do, hoping my mother would at least give me a hand job, I had a huge erection. After my mother allowed me to give her a massage and feel her big tits while fingering her erect nipples, especially when she started moaning, thinking that I was going to get lucky, I thought I was going to have sex with her.

Tempted to masturbate myself, only I didn’t want this night to end, especially not like that with me playing with myself. I looked down the hall at my mother’s bedroom. Unlike her to leave her bedroom light on, I waited for my mother to turn off her bedroom light but she didn’t. Especially after she said she was tired, I wondered why she was still awake. Maybe, she was watching TV. I walked to her bedroom door to listen. Hearing a familiar hum, my mother was using her vibrator to masturbate herself.

‘Oh, my God,’ I thought. ‘Between the movie, me massaging her, fingering her nipples, and masturbating her pussy, I must have gotten to her. I had sexually aroused my mother. If I was anyone else, she would have had sex with me. If I wasn’t her son, no doubt, she would have stroked me, sucked me, and fucked me.’

Having never seen my mother masturbate herself before, I wondered if she was masturbating herself now. Double daring myself, I dared myself to open her bedroom door. Now or never, I silently turned her bedroom doorknob, slowly opened her bedroom door, and silently walked inside. She had removed her panties and she was lying on her back with her eyes closed and her knees spread wide open.

Glad that her bedroom light was still on, I stared at my mother’s naked pussy as if I had never seen a naked pussy before. Her red, pubic hair was trimmed in a shape of a heart and I wondered if she did that for me. My mother was showing me a lot of pink.

Staring at my mother’s naked body in the way that she had stared at my naked prick, her nightgown was lowered to her waist and her big tits were nakedly exposed. The hem of her nightgown was raised to her waist. Not knowing where to stare, I stared from her naked tits to her naked pussy and back again. Never had I seen as much of my mother’s body as I was seeing now. I’ll be masturbating over this night for the rest of my life.

I saw her red, naked pussy. I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my mother’s red, naked pussy. As if I had never seen a naked pussy before, all that I could do was stare. I watched my mother rubbing her clit with her vibrator while fingerfucking her pussy with her big, black dildo. On the verge of cumming, she was ready to have a sexual orgasm in front of me while I watched.

“Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I only wish Seth was here. I only wish I had Seth’s cock in my hand, in my mouth, and in my pussy,” she said. “Why I abruptly left the living room, I’ll never know. I guess I felt as ashamed as I felt embarrassed having sex with my son.”

With her not having to ask twice, walking closer to her, I allowed my pajama bottoms to fall to the floor. I was naked. Now, we were both naked and ready for mother and son sex.

Clueless that I was there watching her masturbate herself, she still had no idea that I was standing beside her bed in her bedroom. She had no idea that I was there until I sat on her bed and moved my naked body beside her naked body. With one hand on her naked breast and my other hand cupping my naked pussy, I literally shocked my mother.

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“Seth! Oh, my God. What are you doing? You shouldn’t be in my bedroom. You shouldn’t be seeing me naked. You shouldn’t be touching and feeling me in such a sexual way,” she said feebly protesting while staring down at my horny hand. “I’m so embarrassed. I’m so very embarrassed. We can’t do this. We can’t have sex. It’s wrong. It’s nasty. It’s legally forbidden for a mother and son to have sex.”

Not answering her, ignoring her sexual outrage, I leaned to her and kissed her. When I parted her lips with my tongue, instead of pushing me away and rejecting my sexual advances, forgetting about the legality of it all, she returned my French kiss with her deep, wet kiss. Seemingly what was wrong and nasty before was loving and beautiful now. I was making out with my mother. I couldn’t believe that I was making out with my mother while touching and feeling her naked body everywhere.

I continued feeling and fondling her big, C cup breasts. I continued pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples before leaning to take her nipples in my mouth. I couldn’t believe that I was, finally, sucking my mother’s nipples, first one and then the other.

I continued cupping her soaking wet naked pussy while rubbing her clit and fingerfucking my mother. I was masturbating my mother again. This time not slapping my hand away, she allowed me to continue masturbate her. I couldn’t believe that I was masturbating my mother.

“Make love to me, Baby. I need to feel you inside of me,” she said in a sexually aroused voice.

I mounted her. I couldn’t believe that I was on top of my mother. As soon as she felt my stiff prick between her legs, she reached her hand down to insert my erect prick in her soaking wet pussy. Her naked pussy was so very wet and so very warm. I felt as if my cock belonged there.

“I love you, Mommy,” I said while making love to my mother and slowly humping her.

She returned my slow humps with her slow humps.

“I love you, Seth.”

Humping her faster and humping her harder, soon we were fucking. I couldn’t believe that I was fucking my mother and she was fucking me. Fucking her harder and fucking her faster, she arched her back and stiffened her legs while having a sexual orgasm.

“Seth! Seth! I’m cumming. Mommy is cumming. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. Fuck me faster. Fuck me harder. If you give me a sexual orgasm with your cock, I’ll suck your prick. I’ll not only blow you but also, I’ll allow you to cum in my mouth, all over my face, and across my naked tits, too,” she said.

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Enjoying the afterglow of sex, my mother rested. Then, moving halfway down my body, she took me in her hand before taking me in her mouth. Something that I always fantasized her doing while masturbating myself, my mother stroked me while blowing me. She was sucking my cock. Looking down at her with my prick buried in her mouth while she looked up at me with her big, blue, beautiful eyes, I couldn’t believe my mother was finally blowing me.