Son Sees Mom in a Whole New Light - Sex Stories

Son Sees Mom in a Whole New Light

... thing ever go down?"

I smiled. Mom slid over on the bed and lifted her shirt. "Lay this way," she said, indicating I should put my head the opposite way.

I lay down next to her, trying to get as close as possible without actually touching her. Her beautiful pussy was about six inches from my face. I must have started at it for several minutes before I remembered that my dick was right in front of my mom's face. I peered down the bed, and she was just staring at it. She noticed my glance and looked embarrassed.

"This is weird, isn't it?" she asked. "I mean, we probably shouldn't be doing this, right?"

"I don't think it's weird," I said quickly. "We're just looking."

"Okay, if you're not uncomfortable. But maybe we shouldn't do it too much longer."

I went back to looking at mom's pussy. Truthfully, I couldn't see too much because of her bush and the fact that her legs were pretty closed.

"Mom, could you, uh, open your legs a little more?"

She did better than that. She bent her right leg, giving me a fantastic view of everything, including a hint of her butthole. Nearly of us had showered since returning, and I could definitely smell her aroma. I took a big whiff.

"Jason, don't do that," mom said.

"Why? You smell amazing. Could I get a little closer?"

Without waiting for an answer, I moved my face closer and inhaled deeply. My cock twitched when this bouquet filled my nostrils. When I leaned in again, my nose touched her ...

... bush.

"Jason!"

"Please, Mom? You smell fucking incredible."

This may have been the first time I ever cursed in front of my mother, and I didn't care. I buried my nose in her lush pubic hair and ensconced myself with her smell. I expected Mom to push me off or close her legs, but she didn't do either. She just let me keep smelling her bush. But I wasn't just smelling it; I was running my nose up and down it, and even touching the tip of her actual pussy a few times.

I desperately wanted to lick it, but I knew I shouldn't. Instead, I asked.

"Can I lick it, Mom?"

I looked down at her and she had a dreamy expression on her face. She also seemed to be closer to my cock.

Then I heard her say the words that changed everything: "Just for a minute." She said them very quietly, perhaps not entirely sure she wanted to. But I didn't care. I immediately started slurping away at her pussy. I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing, but I didn't care about that either. I was tasting pussy, that's all that mattered.

When Mom started moaning, I figured I'd hit the right spot. After another minute or so, I felt her hand on my cock. Then shortly after that, her tongue on the tip. My jaw was getting sore, but there was no way I was stopping yet. As I continued mauling her snatch, Mom took me into her mouth. She started slowly, but was soon matching my energy. Suddenly she stopped.

"Lay down," she said, getting up quickly and tearing off her shirt. Her tits were nice -- probably a C cup -- but ...