A Very Special Mother’s Day - Sex Stories

A Very Special Mother’s Day

... laundry room in the hallway and took the opportunity to inspect Benjamin’s cum-rag, searching for his fresh ejaculate. The rag was covered in it. She found a heavy glob and felt it with her fingers before giving it a contented sniff.

“Aaaahhh.” For some reason, Pamela loved the smell of fresh cum. It reminded her of the awesome sex she used to have when she was younger, and the many loads of fresh cum on her face, in her mouth, and spurted into her pussy. Her boyfriends used to tease her about loving cum so much. She didn’t care. Getting a man to cum really hard felt like a small victory to her. His cum was just part of the reward for a job well done. The bigger the load, the better she felt. It was a skill the was proud of. Not that she had the opportunity since her husband left.

Impulsively, she eyed a glob of her son’s sperm, and gave it a quick lick. She rolled the cum around her mouth. “Not bad!” she thought. She felt like such a pervert!

Hearing the door slam, and knowing her son was momentarily out of the house, she sprinted back to his bedroom, her heart-rate rising. She quickly opened his laptop, curious to know what her son was jerking-off too. She hoped it wasn’t locked again. Was it straight porn? Anal? Orgies? Something really weird? She just had to know! Besides, it’s a mother’s right. Her sacred duty! How else could she subtly educate him about sex and provide guidance, let alone protect him?

She flipped open the laptop and was immediately shocked. ...

... She stared at the cum-smeared screen.

“OMG! He jacked-off right on the screen!” Her first thought was concern about him damaging his expensive computer, then, she focused on the splattered image and something made her pause. She started at it, then glanced at her picture on his dresser, then back to his computer, then again. Same pose, same hair, same lipstick.

“Nooooo.... Oh, nooooooo,” she uttered long and quietly. “Me? He jacks-off thinking about me?” She refused to believe it. It was too much to comprehend. She read the title of the video; “A Mother’s Urges.” She quickly scanned his internet history. It was mostly mother-son porn!

“OMG, OMG, OMG!” Pamela heard the front door open and close. With shaking hands, she closed the laptop and ran to the safety of the laundry room.

“Where do you want it mom?” Benjamin yelled from the entryway.

Pamela thought, “I just found out where you want to put it, Benny.” Her teenage son had a crush on her! He fantasized about fucking her! Having his own mother suck his cock!

“Put it on the table!” she yelled back. Pamela leaned against the washing machine and rubbed her forehead, deep in thought.

Her mind began to race, trying to comprehend the reality of her little boy stroking himself to images of his own mother;

‘It’s only natural a boy finds his mother attractive, Pam,’ she told herself. She had read about stuff like that.

‘You’re the only woman in his life. You have to expect him to be curious.

‘Besides, ...