1. " I Love You, Mom! "


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: True Story Incest Author: sextape1993, Source: sexstories.com

    ... it takes a bit more than a gentle touch or a faint sound to wake her up. She's a heavy sleeper. So I carefully removed the towel she was wearing on her hair. Her gorgeous hair finally escaped the knot and fell freely on the bed. Then I reached around her body and felt along the edge of the towel she was wearing, till I found its knot somewhere above her left breast. I released that knot too and ever so carefully, dragged the towel through her arm at the top of her body till it came out free. When I dropped it behind her back, she was totally exposed. The only reason I couldn't throw that towel also away was, a part of it was going under her body to the other side. But she was naked. And for the first time as far as I could remember, I was looking at her curvy ass. Her body was in near perfect shape, and if you asked me to rate it out of 10, I'd give it a 9 or a 9.5. I almost came just looking at her from behind. Left sides of our bodies were on the bed, right sides facing up. I moved nearer and placed my stiff dick on her ass, between the cheeks, and got into a spooning position. And I waited. Mom didn't budge, nor did she change the breathing patterns. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn't actually stop myself. Now that I think about it, I think my lust for her took over the love. Then I positioned my left arm on the bed, above her head and my right arm, around her body, touching her belly. Again I waited. Nothing. The next stop for the right hand was her ...
    ... bare breasts. Just like when we were dancing, I made sure I'm cupping her left breast and touching as much as I could of her right breast. Let me tell you guys, that's the most amazing feeling ever, second only to the feeling of being inside your loving Mom. If two days ago, someone came to me at college and told me I'd be experiencing this very thing within the next 48 hours, I'd have asked them to stop joking. But there I was, naked-spooning my Mom, with a fistful of her tits. Right then I decided I didn't want to do anything else. I loved my Mom. I wanted to make love to her. I have always wanted to. But I wanted it to be with her consent. So I decided this was enough. I wanted to sleep with her like this but for one obvious reason I couldn't. My boner. I was somehow restraining myself from humping Mom, but my excitement got better of me and my hips started moving against my will. After some time I approached that point of no return and before I knew it, I was spraying my load, stream after stream, on my Mom's ass and the back of her thighs. I could feel my dick softening. I pressed tighter to my Mom and I felt my cum smearing on both our bodies. And I waited as sleep slowly carried me away. *** When I woke up, Mom was still fast asleep. The cum had dried but still a slight stickiness was there. I glanced at the clock on the wall facing the bed and it was nearly 6.30 pm. As the memories of what happened some hours back came flooding to my mind, I felt another erection in ...