Unexpected Detour with Mom - Sex Stories

Unexpected Detour with Mom

Before...

The whole thing started months ago when my mother invited me to the spa. Deep tissue massages and hot baths are mom's safe haven, her place to unwind after a busy week. She also insisted that I come to the gym with her.

We would get dressed next to each other at her insistence, both in the gym and spa locker rooms. I couldn't understand why she had this sudden push to be naked around me. We've always had normal physical and social boundaries. Her nudity became more blatant and she'd stand there watching me undress.

Let me give a little more context. My mother is a psychologist, researcher, and she also teaches at a top university in this field. Her specialty is mental health and overcoming trauma. Her papers and journal publications are considered cutting-edge.

But she's far from your average psychologist. She's got style. Her hair always has streaks of bright highlights, her eyeshadow is always prominent, her lipstick is always bold red, and her nail polish always changes.

And in case you're wondering -- yes -- she made a move. Several times. A month ago we got full body massages. Our bodies were oiled and naked. She asked the employees to give us privacy so we could rest, and when I nearly fell asleep, my mother walked over to me and placed her hand between my legs. I was startled, but I didn't stop her.

She made me cum with her hand. Then she made me cum again with her mouth. There wasn't any talking and she never explained herself ...

... afterward.

The following week was the reverse. We sat in the sauna with towels wrapped around our bodies and she asked if I was 'interested.' Nothing else, just if I was interested. I knew what she meant. When I was indecisive, mom pulled her towel away and sat there without saying a word.

I got on my knees and returned the favor. I'd never done that before with a woman, so she guided me. The taboo was stomach churning, but I guess that's what made it alluring, that it was the ultimate forbidden act. Again, she never explained herself. She always shut down any inquiries I had.

Two weeks ago I looked through her stuff, hoping to discover her motives. Her desk at home is cluttered. With most of her work stored on her laptop, I knew information would be limited, but I found books regarding the long term effects of incest.

Then I found two pages with her handwritten notes scribbled on them:

'for professionals'

'the untold impact of mom/son incest'

'a mother is supposed to be a nurturer'

'guilt and shame'

'the healing process'

'what professionals need to know'

In that moment something clicked in my head and it all made sense. Mom exposing herself to me, making me orgasm, eating her out... it was a thought-experiment to her. She heals people's trauma for a living, some nights I'd see her in tears. I felt like a fool for not making the connection earlier.

The Family Ride

My younger brother is getting snacks and I'm getting soda. We're at a gas station in ...