Moms Secret Chapter TWO - Sex Stories

Moms Secret Chapter TWO

Author's Note: Thanks for the patience. This chapter will contain some i****t elements, though it won't directly involve the son and mother just yet. If you're not comfortable with the idea of i****t, you could either skip some of the paragraphs in this chapter or just go on to read Ch. 03. For Ch.03, I plan to write the mother's perspective which will briefly cover what happened in these two chapters, as well as other events that happened after - without the i****t. Ch. 04 will be either the son or the mother WITH i****t. I haven't yet decided. It may depend on what the readers want or whatever flows better. *Ch.02 has i****t elements. ***** Chapter 2: A Well-Fucked Mom is a Happy Son? I shook my head in disbelief. I thought to myself that it was arguably the most sickening pornographic movie I had ever watched and that was saying a lot, considering I was a regular porn watcher, with only a few genres of it that I absolutely hated. Still, this video captured my attention and I didn't know why! Actually, fuck it - I was really turned on! I had secretly wanted my mom to have more sex, so that she wouldn't be so bitchy and uptight sometimes. It wasn't going to happen, or so I thought. I even had a daring fantasy that if nobody was going to do it, I was going to. I loved my mom, after all - but I also loved sex. After the train stopped and I packed everything up, making absolutely certain that I left nothing behind, I exited and walked through the corridors of the station, ...

... still fresh with all the images and video footage of mom in my head. As I mentioned earlier, this was a woman who was very conservative about her sexual life and how she has deviated from that in one single video. I checked into a room in a motel. It was an old one that had seen better days. I was not going to be staying for very long for obvious reasons, though it was cheap accommodation. But there was now some privacy to do some snooping around on her computer. The motel seemed to have an old smell, a funky one. The d****s were worn and the furniture looked old. Even the TV was old because it was one of those big-ass cathode ray televisions from the 90's. The beds squeaked a lot, likely from the amount of sex that it must have endured from people! I thought to myself that this mattress has seen more action than I had. When I laid the laptop on the circular wooden table, I resumed her laptop from hibernation. Everything came back, exactly how I left it. The folder in which the video was encased was still open. I clicked on it again. I was intending to skip through most of the video, partly just to soak in what I had just watched. The other side to that was that I wanted to jerk off to it. I didn't know what was wrong with me at the time, but I didn't care. The first video had me so amped up and I didn't even act on it. That was a brutal feeling. I watched as she started out shy and reluctant but eventually enjoying sucking and fucking those two men, even in different positions. ...