I Love You, Mom! - Sex Stories

I Love You, Mom!

... Syncing with the music and our rhythm, I started exploring the front of her body with my hands. My worst fear was rushing and ruining the moment, so I went slow. Gently. First I grabbed her left breast with my right hand, so that her right breast was also covered by the same arm. Then I ran my left hand all over the area just under her breasts and her stomach and then slowly towards her pussy. The ultimate prize. Again I felt her pulse quicken and muscles tighten, and maybe an almost inaudible gasp too. When my wandering hand was right above her pussy, I stopped moving it. Little by little I increased the pressure. While I was doing it, I made sure to keep on nuzzling her neck, the sides and the back, and near her ears, to keep her reasonably distracted, and involuntarily I was humping my hard dick on to her ass. I was aroused. I was aroused beyond measure. And from my experience at college with girls, I knew Mom was aroused too. Well, she was a fine woman in her sexual prime, but sexually frustrated, being groped all over by a young man who's right behind her. All the variables of the formula were at work. At that point in time, it didn't really matter that I was her son. That's when I realised it's just a matter of time before I got to get this sexy woman to sleep with me. The pinnacle of a mother-son relationship. Again I'm telling you, it isn't all about sex. I loved her pretty fucking much and that's the reason I never had a serious relationship with a girl of my own ...

... age at college. I've been with girls, but never an affair. I knew if I kept on doing the right things at the right time, it's going to be sooner than later. But doing the right things was the hardest part, considering how easily I lost control around her. The session ended, and the heavenly 15 or 20 minutes also ended with it. Mom turned to face me. 'I'm tired, darling. Sleepy.' 'Yeah, me too. Better take a nap.' I agreed. 'We'll order something, maybe some pizza, for dinner and celebrate at home. What do you think?' 'Sounds good to me, Mom.' Mom smiled at me, with her eyes almost closed as if she's already asleep. I was still hugging her, so I leaned in and before she opened her eyes again, kissed her full on the lips. As our lips met, I moved my hands from her ass to her head. I held it firmly while my lips worked on hers. I wasn't surprised when the non-existent resistance she made faded away two seconds later, and she started kissing me back. Her tongue soon made its way into my mouth and I welcomed it with mine. We stood there kissing like two horny high school students who just discovered the fun of kissing, for a good minute. When we finally broke the kiss and I looked at my Mom, her eyes were still closed. My dick was so hard, it hurt. But this time I couldn't care less about the obvious tent. I picked Mom up in my arms. She smiled at me again and held to me tightly. My left hand was touching the under side of her bare thighs and this made me want to kiss her again. And ...