1. MOM AND ME


    Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster 

    &#034I mean, didn't you ever think about doing it with your mom?&#034 my mother asked. I guess I wasn't so shocked as I ought to have been, but we had been talking about the different aspects of the current sexual scene for weeks now. It was only a matter of time until the discussion got around to i****t. &#034Well, ... sure, I guess so&#034 I said, &#034All guys must at some time or anoth ...&#034 &#034There you go, then!&#034 my mom smiled triumphantly. &#034And mothers fantasize about making it with their sons, believe me! Some mothers actually do it. It's only natural!&#034 &#034You not serious! Would you?&#034 I watched as Mom smiled at me over the chopping board where she was busy making a salad. &#034I've thought of it ....&#034 she said with a wink, turning back to the celery she was chopping. &#034And you know, I'm kind of tired of having you fix my vibrator, or put new batteries in it. It's kind of embarrassing, if you know what I mean.&#034 &#034I don't think much really embarrasses you, Mom, &#034 I laughed, setting the table for the two of us. &#034Besides, wouldn't it be more embarrassing fucking your son than having me know you use a vibrator?&#034 After my parents' divorce, I had moved in with Mom to help share expenses, and yes I really had fixed her vibrator, and even bought her new batteries. The two of us had gotten much closer, more like s****r and b*****r than mother and son. We found we could talk to each other about almost anything, including sex. Our ...
    ... conversation that night had started because one of our f****y friends had become HIV positive. It seemed like confirmation that sex was a very dangerous place to be with a stranger. We were both worried about our sexual contacts with people we didn't know very well. I had just joked that maybe we should keep all the sex &#034in the f****y&#034 just like they do in the deep south. &#034Think about it.&#034 my mother said lightly, tossing the salad. I supposed then that it was just another hypothetical conversation, an unworkable solution to satisfying our natural sexual needs; but she had definitely planted a seed. As we ate dinner, I studied my mom as a sex object. She was okay, I thought. For her age she was about average. She was about fifty then, and I was twenty five. She had a pretty face, brown eyes and short brunette hair that I always liked. She had a rounded belly and her thighs had taken on a lot of weight, but she was taller than average, so her long legs made it okay. Her breasts had been about 36b when she was married, but over the years had sagged and taken on some weight until they were bigger; but I couldn't tell too well. It was winter and she was always wearing some bulky top that hid them. I had to decide - after finishing an excellent steak - that the woman sitting across the table from me could very well be a sex object. Her butt was too big; but yeah, I could definitely do her. That night, for the first time I thought about my mom in her bedroom, naked, ...
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