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A TABOO LOVEI have a brother (3 years older) and sister (5 years older). They areboth completely normal and so was I. I had a few friends in elementaryschool. That all changed when I started Junior High. Any friends I hadeither had different friends or they moved away. During Junior High andHigh School I had no friends. That was okay for me though because I reallywasn’t an outgoing person and didn’t really care much for people. I wasvery shy and rarely talked unless spoken to. I have always been overweightand had and still do have very serious self-esteem and self-confidenceissues. I am about 6 feet tall today. Because of my self-esteem andself-confidence issues, I have never developed the ability to communicatewith girls. Also because of my weight issues I was always picked on inschool and bullied. It seems odd because I was a big guy but I neverfought back. I was never beaten up except once when I touched this k**sjacket, as I told him to leave me alone and he punched me in the face. Otherwise I was just teased.I should describe my parents.My mother was 44 years old. She was and is really ordinary. She is notbeautiful but average looking. She is about 5 feet tall and weighed about170 pounds, so she was and still is a little overweight to this day. Shewas religious but not overly religious. She didn’t mention religion muchbut she was what I would consider a prude sexually speaking. Her and myfather had sex maybe once per week, possibly twice. I sometimes would hearthe bed squeaking but otherwise they were completely quiet during sex. Iassume that they only did the missionary position and to know my mother,but oral sex is not something I could EVER picture my mother doing. As forwork, she pretty much was a stay at home mom. She did work for about 5years at a newspaper while I was a teenager. She has a relatively goodmarriage to my father.My father was a laborer until he retired when he turned 64 a few yearsago. While he and I don’t get along well, he has always worked hard toprovide for his family. He is not religious at all. Well I should say hemay be but he never goes to church and never talks about religion. I amvery much like him in that respect. He usually went to work around 5 amand usually got home between 5:30pm to 6pm.Anyway, as a teenager I masturbated often like most boys but I knew Iwas different. No, I am not gay (not that there is anything wrong withthat). However, I realized the problem when I was about 15. The problemwas the size of my penis. It was about 4 inches, maybe 4 ? inches if I amreally lucky and fudge with the ruler. Erect, my penis was the same sizeat 15 as when I was only 13.I could always talk to my mother and I would often go into her bedroomor bathroom and talk to her. She could be nude or semi-nude or on thetoilet and it didn’t matter, I was allowed in to talk to her. When I sawher naked, you couldn’t help notice how large her breasts were and how shehad a full bush covering her vagina but I never thought much of it.I had been thinking a lot about how small my penis was and though I hadno intention of ever asking a girl out, I always wondered how I would everbe able to get a girlfriend with a dick like mine. I was agonizing over itfor days when I decided reluctantly to talk to my mom about it.One day I went into my mother’s bathroom and she was sitting on thetoilet. She was preparing to take a shower. I closed the door behind meand sat down on the floor. I made small talk for a few minutes. As Ithought about it I started crying. My mother asked me what was wrong and Itold her that there is something wrong with my penis. She was veryconcerned until I told her about the size of my penis. She told me whatany mother would tell her son, that my penis was not done fully growing.I cried harder and told her that she just didn’t know without looking atit. She did something that really shocked me.She said, “I can tell how concerned you are. If you really think it isso small, then why not show it to me. I will tell you if it is small ornot.”I was very embarrassed but I wanted her to see how truly small it was soI stood up and dropped my pants and underwear to the floor. Naturally itwas very shrunken so she really couldn’t tell by looking at it so she askedme to stand next to her in front of the sink but slightly angled towardsher.She bent over slightly and took it in her hand and moved it around asshe inspected it like a doctor might.She said, “I can’t really tell how big it or whether it is normal untilI see it at full length.”Without me saying anything she began stroking my penis back and forthuntil I became hard. I swear to god that I really never intended for thatto occur. After she said those words I expected her to tell me to comeback when it was erect. It took about a minute before she got me to a fullerection. She again touched it and moved it up and down and inspected itonce again.”Well, it certainly is smaller than most but I’m sure that it will getbigger in a few years.”I felt better hearing that. She also did suggest seeing a doctor aboutit but I hate doctors and there isn’t really much they could do for meanyway.She suggested that I go get a tape measure or ruler so that she knewexactly how big I was. I did as she requested and we measured it. It wasabout 4 ? inches. I began to tear up when I saw it. I had a pretty goodidea because I had measured myself many times.As I stood there, I told her how worried I was if I were to ever have agirlfriend and my absolute fear of being outright rejected or being laughedat and horrendously humiliated.I was not and have never been sexually attracted to my mother but hadbeen thinking for a few days of asking her for sex, not because I washorny, but because I figured that if there were one woman who wouldn’tlaugh or humiliate me, it would be my mother. I guessed that she wouldn’tlaugh, sneer or tell if I were no good or couldn’t perform sexually.I very nervously told her, “Mom, will youÉ will you have sex with me. Before you say anything, you are the only woman I know who wouldn’t laughat the size of my penis, you wouldn’t humiliate me or embarrass me becauseI couldn’t perform.”She replied something like, “I would love to help you. I really wouldbut sex between you and me wouldn’t be appropriate. Besides wouldn’t youfeel repulsed by being sexual with me, I am your mother. Just look at me.”I replied, “Mom, you look better than you give yourself credit for. Idon’t know what I would feel being sexual with you. Yes, you are my motherand I know it is wrong but you wouldn’t be doing it for sex. You would bedoing it to help me.”She paused for the longest time as I just stood there totally dejectedafter hearing her say that it would be “inappropriate”. She then took myhand in hers and said, “I’ll tell you what. If after 3 years nothing hashappened, I will help you in some way.”I replied, “You personally? Your not going to suggest going to aprostitute, are you? Because I can’t risk..”She interrupted and said, “Yes, I will personally help you.” “Oh mom,thank you so much,” I replied, as I leaned down and kissed her on the cheekand gave her a hug. “Remember though. I am confident that your penis willgrow and I will not help you if it does. I will only do this if you areunder 4 ? inches in 3 years.”As I was preparing to leave I asked, “You won’t tell dad any of thiswill you?” “I promise. I will not tell your father any of this.”I left the bathroom. I was totally surprised at what she agreed to butI was also sure that she either truly thought that I would grow or that Iwould forget about what she said.I worried about my size off and on. I constantly measured myself after6 months, 1 year, 1 ? years, 2 years, and 2 ? years. I got absolutelyzilch. Nada. Nothing.As the three-year time from was coming up I began to think more and moreof my mother, the woman who just three years ago I never thought ofsexually. My mother does not look like a 18 year old teenage girl. Shedoesn’t have a perfect body like the girls my age and yet it didn’t matterto me. The one thing that worries is how it is that she will help me. Will I be able to have intercourse? Oral sex? What? I have to keep inmind that my mother is very sexually repressed. For all I know she mayonly allow me to see her naked which I can already do when I go see her inher bathroom.Anyway, after exactly three years I went into my mothers’ bedroom. Shewas wearing clothes this time and folding clothes. I sat on the bed andmade small talk about school and dinner.Finally I said, “Mom, uh.. UhÉ remember three years ago when you saidthat you would help me if my penis was the same size?” “I remember,” sheresponded. “Well, it is still the same size.”Because her bathroom was very private and I seemed to be the only personwho entered it besides my mother she suggested that we go into there.She went in and I followed her. I put the ruler on the sink as she putthe toilet seat down and told me to drop my pants and underwear. She thenasked me to make it erect so that she could measure it. It seemed very oddto have my mother watching me stroking myself but I did it.She measured it and said, “Oh my, it is the same as when you were 15.””I know mom, so are you still going to help me?” She immediately replied,”Of course. I said I would help you and I will.” ÔHow mom?” “Well, I willtell you that it won’t happen today. I have been thinking about it andwill come talk to you this evening about it.”Later that night after my father went to sleep my mother came into mybedroom. It was about 11pm and I was in bed under the covers. She cameover to me and sat on the bed as I lay on my side facing her and tilting myhead to look at hers.”Okay. Let’s talk about what we can do. There are several potentialproblems that we have to overcome. Because your sister is away at collegewe really don’t have to worry about her. While your brother still liveshere, he works a lot and when he doesn’t work he hangs out with his friendsor his girlfriend. His bedroom is also downstairs so we rarely see himeven when he is home. The real problem is your father. He also works alot and doesn’t return home nightly until at least 5:30pm or later. I loveyour father very much but I do not want him to find out because he wouldsurely kick you out and I can’t protect you then.”I nodded my head in agreement.She continued, “I do not want you to think that you can come to mewhenever you get horny. I love you more than you will ever know and thatis why I am willing to do such a crazy thing to help you.”I interrupted, “Won’t you be repulsed at doing anything sexual with memom?””I may but I will deal with it. I am more than willing to acceptputting aside my own feelings to help you baby.”She rubs her hand on my head.”I think we should start out gradually. Since you have already seen menaked numerous times and I have seen you recently, I think our first timeshould be nothing more than lying naked in bed together. We can let ourhands explore each other’s bodies. But if at any time you feel disgustedor dislike what we are doing, tell me and we will cease. I want you toknow that I love you and nothing will change that.””So when can we start?” I ask.”Tomorrow is Wednesday. I think the safest time would be between whenyou get home from school and 4:30pm. We should probably stop at least halfan hour before anyone is due homeÉ I want you to know something else. Whatis to occur between us MUST remain between the two of us. As you know,sexually I am also kind of a É.””Prude,” I say before she can continue.”Well, I wouldn’t put it like that but I guess it’s true. I will saythis about your fathers and my sex life. We have sex only in themissionary position and we rarely spend more than 15 minutes together whenwe do. That is the only thing I will share of our sex lives. Whatever wedo together, I do not want you to ever compare yourself to your dad. Whathappens between you and I is just about you and making you feel betterabout yourself.””Okay mom.”I usually arrived home from school at around 2:50pm so that gave usabout an hour and a half. The next day, all throughout the day, my motherand the event about to occur is al I thought about.I hurried home when school got out the falling day and rushed into thehouse calling out, “Mom, mom, where are you.”I rushed down the hall and heard her call out, “I’m in the bathroom. Beright out. Why don’t you get out of your clothes and lay on the bed.”I didn’t need to be told twice. I stripped completely naked and gotinto my parents’ bed underneath the blankets.A few minutes later she came out from the bathroom wearing a nightgown.She stood outside the door and said; “I know boys and men are veryvisual a****ls so why don’t we just lay on top of the blankets. That wayyou can see my body.”I agreed wholeheartedly and got out from under the blankets and remadethe bed and lay atop it.”Are you sure you want to go through with this? Are you sure you wantto see my body?””Mom, that’s all I could think of all day.”She grabbed the straps of the nightgown and lowered them off hershoulders letting it drop to the floor. There she stood, my mother,completely naked. Her enormous boobs exposed and her pussy clearlyvisible. When I was 15 she had a full bush but by the time I was 17 she wasas bald as a newborn baby. It looked much more beautiful than when she hadhair on it.My mom approached the bed and lay down across from me as she faced me. Ifelt so nervous and scared. Yes she was my mother but she was also thefirst woman I have been able to be with. I knew that it wasn’t actual sexbut to me it may as well have been.We both lay there about a foot separating our bodies. I was reluctantto allow myself to touch her but she wasn’t as apprehensive. She moved herhand and placed it on the side of my upper body. She moved her hand downover my hips and caressed my legs with her hands.”Baby, you can touch me. It’s okay.”I hesitated before responding, “I want to mom. I really do.””Don’t be afraid,” she said, as she took my hand in hers and laid myhand on her body. She kept her hand on mine and guided it over her hipsand down her legs. She continued guiding my hand up and down her legs andstomach over and over at least five or six times. She then took my hand inhers and placed it on her butt. She removed hers and put it back on myhips and caressed me. My hand, all hatay escort by itself, remained on her butt cheekand I finally gave her butt a gently squeeze. As we both looked at eachother she smiled at me and I returned the smile.”That’s good baby. There’s nothing to be nervous about.”I leaned in to her and planted a kiss on her cheek as I thanked herprofusely for helping me.My mother noticed that my eyes kept getting diverted to her breasts.Once again she took the initiative, “Honey, would you like to touch mybreasts?” “Yes mom. Can I?T” “Today, you can touch me anywhere you want.Don’t be scared. I want to see you take some initiative.”I withdraw my hand from her butt after giving it one last squeeze. Imove my hand to her right breast and run my finger over it. I slowly workmy way towards her nipple and lightly squeeze it between two of my fingers.As I focus on my mothers boob, I feel my mother touching my penis. Itis very small probably from my fear. I feel my mother touching andcaressing it until it gets slightly bigger. I keep touching my mother.I place my hand under her breasts and push it up towards the headboardas I lean over and lick the top of it. I stick my tongue out and put hernipple in my mouth and suck like a baby trying to get milk.My mother is slowly stroking my cock up and down the shaft.”Baby, do you luck sucking my boob?”I just grunt without missing a beat sucking her nipple.”Do you enjoy having mom play with your penis.”I let her nipple fall from my mouth and said, “Yes mom, I love havingyou play with it. Thank you so much. I can never thank you enough.””Honey, I know how much you do appreciate itÉ I’m going to move closerto you so don’t be alarmed.”She scoots her body towards mine until there are only inches separatingus. She has her right leg bent upwards and still has her hand wrappedfirmly around my cock. She was stroking my penis at a steady rhythm but Ifeel her hand moving faster and faster up and down my cock. “Oh mom, youbetter stop that. I’m afraid I’m going to come. Please stop mom.”She doesn’t listen to me. She continues furiously rubbing my cock tothe brink of orgasm.”Oh mom, no É I’m going to cum momÉ” “It’s okay baby É you can cum É”I felt as my cock began to twitch and I could tell that I was cumming.It felt incredible but I also felt disappointed. I lay my head down on thepillow and turned my head to look down between us. I couldn’t hold back.It had to have been less than 30 second from when she started to vigorouslypump my cock and I shot my load. She continued to rub my penis.”I’m so sorry mom.” “For what?” she asked as if not understanding. “Foreverything. I’m sorry for talking dirty. I’m sorry for cumming on yourleg and bed. And I’m sorry for cumming so quickly.”She removed her hand from my cock and put it behind my head and pulledme towards he, she kissed my forehead.”That’s okay baby. You have absolutely nothing to feel sorry about. Itis only natural for a young boy to talk dirty. If that makes you feelcomfortable, then don’t stop. It doesn’t hurt me. And as for cumming onmy leg and the bed, I may be a prude but it’s not like I didn’t know whatwould happen.”She smiled before continuing, “And as for cumming so quickly. Isn’tthis the first hand job that you have gotten from another person.” “Yes. And I am so happy it was you mom, I really am.” “I am very happy that Icould help you in this way.”I moved closer to feel her stomach touching mine. I put my leg ontohers to feel her bare skin on her leg touching mine. I moved closer tofeel her breasts pressed against my chest. I ran my hand over her back andshe did the same with me.We were together for what seemed like an eternity to me. Finally mymother rolled over to face away from me. Momentarily I thought she mightbe angry or regret what we had done but she soon alleviated my fear whenshe moved her body back towards mine. She pushed her butt back at me untilmy crotch was against her big ass. I kissed her shoulders as I reachedaround front to fondle her breasts.After several minutes, I caressed her stomach as I moved my hand downher body until I found her pussy. I traced my finger along the slit of hersex.For someone who initially was not attracted to or turned on to my ownmother it felt incredible to actually be lying naked with her and toactually be so intimate with the woman who gave birth to me. As we layentwined together, she reached behind and began to rub my butt. She wouldgive it gentle squeezes.I was nervous to ask but I whispered, “Mom, do you regret doing what weare doing?” “No, why? Do you?” “Oh no mom, in fact, to me it seems likethe most natural thing to do. I thought I would really feel disgusted butI don’t.” She responded, “I thought I would have many more negativefeelings about it but the truth is I have absolutely no regrets. I loveyou and would and will do anything I can to help you.” “And you are mom,you really are.”As I touched her body, neither one of us spoke for several minutes.I heard what appeared to be her sniffling.”Are you crying mom?” “No,” she responded, between sniffles. “What’swrong mom? You can tell me.” “It’s É well it’s É I didn’t want this to beabout anyone other than yourself but in my entire life, I have never beenin bed with anyone for longer than half an hour. In fact I have nevercuddled with anyone like this.” “Not even dad?” I asked. “Especially notyour father. He is a good hard workingman but he was the first person Iever slept with and that was after we were married. The longest we haveever been in bed either cuddling or engaged in sex was on our weddingnight. And that only lasted probably half an hour if that. Every othertime we do it, he falls asleep soon after.” “I replied, “I’m so sorry mom.””That’s okay. This is supposed to be about you.”I felt incredible empathy towards her just as she has shown towards me.We remained for the rest of our time together in the sensuous embrace asI moved my hands all over her upper body and her midsection and upper legs.I moved my legs over hers and she moved hers over mine to get the most fromthe erotic feelings of skin on skin. I kissed her shoulders and upper backand the back of her head.But alas all good things come to an end or at least for now. It was4:30, the time for this session to end. Can you really call it lovemaking? We had no intercourse or even oral sexual activity but to me it wasmy first love making experience. And it was incredibly beautiful.Before we went back to a traditional mother-son relationship, my mothersaid, “How many times do you want to do this in a week? We should plan oncertain days and plan it out.”Giggling, I replied, “How about 7 days per week?””Uh É not going to happen É How about three É your father and I alwaysmake love on Sundays so lets say Monday’s, Wednesdays and Fridays at thesame time.”As I had no other choice and didn’t want to push her, I agreed.She also said, “Remember though, we have to behave like any mother andson. We can’t let this effect the relationship we had before.” “Okay mom,okay.”We got out of bed and I went to the door and leaned against the wall asI watched my mother get out of bed. I gazed at her naked form as she wentinto the bathroom. I just stayed there thinking of what had happened whenthe water from the faucet started running. I assumed she must be washingoff my sperm from her leg. Seconds later she emerged.I was in a daze and was startled to hear her say, “Hey buddy, better goget some clothes on.”She grinned and I grinned and grabbed my clothes took one last look ather naked as she took the blankets off the bed. She must have been goingto wash them. I don’t blame her. We sure don’t want any bodily fluids asevidence although my father NEVER would have suspected that my mother wouldbe having an affair with her own son.I left the room and went across the hall into my bedroom. I dropped myclothes on the floor and hoped onto the bed naked.I wondered how could something so taboo like i****t between a mother andher son be so distasteful and yet for me, and it would appear my motheralso, so easily broken. Even though are first session had just ended, Iwas already thinking of what the next time would entail.I was already getting another erection just thinking of my mother. Iwas so tempted to go ask my mother to give me a hand job but that would betotally selfish. I could not and would see my mother as solely a sexobject. She was a woman with feelings and needs and I would not risk my”special” relationship by asking her to do something that pleases onlymyself. Yes, it felt wonderful to know that my mother had my dick in herhand but I love her and she loves me. I won’t hurt her.After being in my room for a while, I got dressed and went out into thekitchen. My mother was preparing dinner as I came up behind her. Iwrapped my arms around her and put my head next to hers and said, “Thankyou so much. You are the most wonderful mother any boy could ever have.”She replied, “I know. I know. But you can’t be doing this. I don’twant your father to suspect anything. I don’t want anyone to suspectanything.” “I know too. I just wanted to tell you again. I will keep mydistance.”Once my father and brother came home, we both acted the same as we did aweek ago. We never raised any suspicion that anything might be differentabout our relationship.The next 2 days were agony. I couldn’t stop thinking of my mother and Ibeing together again. I masturbated alone several times on Thursdayevening and school occupied my day but not my thoughts on Friday.Once again I rushed home and down the hall to my mothers bedroom. Shewasn’t there but I heard the shower running in the bathroom. I opened thedoor and said, “Mom.” “I’m in the shower, why don’t you come in?”I went into the bathroom and shut the door. Several minutes passedbefore she peaked her head out of the shower curtain and said, “I said whydon’t you come in?”I was confused, “huh?” “The shower. Why don’t you join me in theshower?”I dropped my pants and underwear and ripped my shirt over my head andclimbed in with her. Today I had no qualms about touching her body. I putmy hands on her hips and pulled her towards me until our sparkling wetbodies were touching. I moved my hands around her until I encircled herwith both arms. I tilted my head and kissed her left shoulder and moved toher cheek and forehead and eventually to her right shoulder. I loved thefeel of my mothers tits pressed firmly into my body.I felt the washcloth that she held when I entered rubbing over my neckand down my back. I reached outside the curtain and grabbed anotherwashcloth and got it soaking wet. I started doing exactly what she wasdoing to me. I began on her neck and then down her back. As I washed downher back, I bent my knees and lowered myself, kissing each breasts andmoving down her stomach until I was finally on my knees.I ran the cloth over her ass and ran my bare finger down the crack ofher ass. With one hand she was rubbing my back and the other she wasrunning her other hand through my brown shoulder length hair.On my knees, I was so close to her bare vagina. As I stared at it Icontinued to move the cloth down her legs and switched it to my other handand repeated. I leaned in just a half an inch from my mothers’ pussy. Idropped the cloth to the floor and firmly placed both hands on her upperlegs. I pulled her closer and her pussy was right in my face. I run mytongue down the slit, which immediately causes her to drop the cloth in herhand and grab my head with both hands.”Oh god.”What I didn’t wasn’t much but she must have been unprepared or unused tohaving her slit touched.I slide my hands around her body to the front and using my index fingersfrom both hands I just barely slip them very softly into her pussy andgently pull them apart. It is one constant motion between using my fingersand keeping my tongue pressed against her slit and then once open I have mymothers pussy opened very slightly I slither my tongue into her very slowlyand very gently.ÔOh God É Oh Baby É It feels good É” She runs her hands over my head andhair while occasionally firmly gripping the back of my head.I dart my tongue in very gradually even further as I move it up anddown, side to side, and in circular motions. My lips are firmly pressedagainst her body.I tilt my head upwards as I make circular motions and thrust my tongueas far out as possible when she screams, “Oh god baby, that feels so good.SO GOODÉDon’t stop pleaseÉ”As I gently take her clit between my lips, I flick my tongue on andaround it, as my mother moans, “MMM É OH GODÉ SO FUCKING AWESOMEÉFEELSGREAT BABYÉ”I back off slightly and she says, “Don’t stop, Please.”I move in again and take her clit between my lips and gently suck it andrun my tongue over it.”OH GOD YES, BABY, MAKE MOMMY CUM PLEASE.”It was absolutely amazing to hear my own mother talk dirty like that. Icontinued to suck and lick her clit as her breathing intensified, as didher grip on my head. After another 10 or 15 seconds, I again backed off.”OH BABY É PLEASE DON’T STOP.”Once again I resumed the light sucking and licking of her clit. Shepulled on my head while at the same time she lowered herself as if she wastrying to impale herself on my tongue.I didn’t stop licking and sucking her.”Oh BABY. MOMMY’S GOING TO CUM. MOMMYS CUMMING BAD.”I was furiously licking her clit faster and faster while sucking it.”OH YES. OH YES. SON. MAKE MOMMY CUM.” Her panting and breathing werereaching a feverish pitch when I suddenly pulled off and withdrew my tongueout of her.She let go of my head, with her still breathing hard. She stumbledbackwards hitting the knob to turn the shower off and she let herself sliddown the end wall. She was looking at me as she tried hard to regain hernormal breathing. I stood up and sat on the bench at the end of theshower,She stared at me intensely, as she said, “That was absolutelyincredible. I have NEVER experienced anything like that before.”That really surprised me. To think of a 41 year old woman who has nevermasturbated to orgasm or had oral sex performed on them. I just thoughtevery woman at least masturbated to orgasm.We looked at each other and she spoke, “You know, you didn’t have to dothat?” “I know but I wanted to.” “But why?” “Mom, you know that I am notlike most people. I always felt that I was older and the boys at schoolare escort hatay immature. Boys my age are only interested in their own sexual needs. Iam not like that mom. Sure, I want to get sexual gratification too butnothing is more important than being able to pleasure the person I am withwhether sexually or emotionally.”Her face just beamed, “I am so proud of the man you are becoming. Idon’t care what happens in the future, just remember that you are awonderful person and any girl who wouldn’t want you doesn’t know what sheis missing. And I can say that I am extremely proud and honored to haveyou in my life.””Oh mom, enough with the mushy stuff,” I said blushing.There were a few minutes before any of us spoke but my moms face wasstill beaming with joy and happiness.Finally I asked, “So you mean no man has ever eaten your pussy?” “No. As I said, your father is the only man I have been with and he has nevershown any interest in oral sex.” “Mom, what about masturbation? Surely youhave masturbated to an orgasm before.” “Nope. As you know Grandma andGrandpa are very religious. They taught us that we would go to hell forgiving ourselves self pleasure.” “Well, you don’t know what you weremissing.” “I do now. And how the hell did you get so good at doing that?””I really don’t know. Watching porn. Reading porn. Looking at clinicaldiagrams. Who knows.”There was a pause between us.”Hey mom, nice to see you talking dirty?” She replied as she giggled,”Talking dirty? Was I talking dirty? I must have lost my mind. I don’tremember.”Another long pause ensued.”Why don’t you come over here?” She patted between her legs.I did as she asked and stood facing her between her legs. She picked upone of the wash clothes and began rubbing my balls with it. Using herother hand she stroked my penis to semi hardness where she then washed theentire length of my small penis.She put her hands on my legs and guided me until my butt was facing her.She wiped my butt with the cloth and tossed it to the other end of theshower. She pulled my legs backwards and turned me so I was facing thewall outside of the shower. The moved her hand to my penis and begnstroking me. My penis had faded back to half mast as she washed my butt.”Do you think my son would like to cum for his mommy?”Just hearing those words made my cock come to full attention (thoughfull attention was nothing to be proud of in my case).”Yes Mom. I can come for you?” She replied, “Good” as she startedstroking my cock back and forth along the length of my cock. She built upmomentum and very quickly was furiously rubbing away at it.”Oh yes mom, that feels nice. Mommy’s going to make me cum, isn’t she?””Sure am baby” “Yes mom, make me cum. Please make me cum.”A few seconds passed as she kept beating my meat. She was staring at mypenis watching it as if waiting for an eruption.”Oh yes mom, here it cums.”One. Two. Three. Three shots of cum came out and shot an inch or soout of my penis. My mother continued to stroke me as she made sure everylast drop was gone. She ran her hand down my cock and over the head withher palm before trailing it with a finger down the slit.”Thanks mom. Thanks so much.”She ran her hand over her leg where my cum landed and smeared it intoher leg as if some kind of lotion. She then grabbed the cloth and wipedthe entire length of my cock including the head and also her leg. Sheleaned over and gave me a little kiss on the far right side of my right asscheek.I turned to her and looked down at her as just looked at her withoutsaying a word. We just looked at each other.Finally I uttered something, “Mom, would you mind if we just lay on thebed naked together like we did 2 days ago?” “Sure. I would really likethat but we better check the time first.”We entered the bedroom and still had plenty of time. We had 45 minutesbefore she should be assuming our roles as a proper mother and son.We just lay there together cuddling and touching each other as though itwas the first time. While most men may not enjoy cuddling, I am not likemost men and there is positively nothing more stimulating than a man havinga naked woman’s body pressed against his body. If you add in the fact thatit is the man’s own mother, that makes is 1,000,000 times more exciting.The remainder of the day was rather uneventful. The only thing Istruggled with was having no access to any kind of sex for almost the nextthree days. But I lived. I LIVED. But only with much help from my lefthand.The weekend was finally over and back to the sex. Same routine. Different day. Go to school and rush home from school to meet my mother.As was my routine, I went to my mother’s bedroom and there she waswaiting for me. She was laying naked on her bed with her left hand overher ear, using her elbow to hold up her head as she watched for me.”Hi honey.” “Hey mom.” Without being told, I stripped down to mybirthday suit and joined her on the bedroom. I lay next to her with myhead resting on the pillow facing her. We stared at each other as she usedher free hand to touch my body and I touched her body.She looked like she was thinking of something. I wondered what she wasthinking of. Was she having regrets over what we were doing? No shecouldn’t be because she was smiling. I tried to rack my brain to figureout what could be on her mind.”I was thinking É” “Oh uh É what?”She let a long silence pass as if for dramatic effect before saying, “Ithought we might do something different today?” Another pause. “You meannothing sexual today then.”One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds.”Well yes if actual intercourse counts as nothing sexual.”I think my jaw dropped. I was overjoyed at the thought. I looked at mymothers pussy just thinking how my little penis would soon be in that nicewarm place.She giggled, “Well I think I made my boys year.” “Year mom. You’ve mademy fucking lifetime.”She moved her hand down to my penis and fondled my balls and shaft untilit was large.”Before we begin, I don’t want you to expect to much for your firsttime. It is only natural to be overly excited.”I just nodded but my eyes were still focused on her pussy. I think Imissed everything my mom said.Once my cock was fully enlarged, which didn’t take much time, with mebeing so excited about what was to occur.”Why don’t you get off the bed and I will move over to the center.”I jumped off and watched my mother slide over. She lay on her back withher head on the pillow and her legs spread apart and her legs bent at theknees.”Okay honey, come up between my legs and get on top of me. Do you knowwhat to do?”I had watched plenty of porn so I knew what to do and acknowledged thatto her. I held myself off her with one hand as I grabbed my penis with theother and inserted it into her. My head was past her head on the bed justinches from the headboard.”Okay honey. Now go slow. Slow. You don’t want to cum to quickly. But don’t pull it all the way out.” “Okay.”I placed my hands on top of my moms head and began to thrust it into hervery slowly and then pulled back and pushed back in.”Good boy, doing good.”I thrust back into her and pulled back and plunged it back and pulledback faster and faster with each thrust.”Okay baby, better slow down.”I thrust back in and pulled back faster again and again.”Baby, slow it down or you will É “Oops, too late.”I’m going to cum momÉ” “Slow it down baby. Stop if you have too.”I continued thrusting harder and faster without slowing down.”I’m cumming mom.”Suddenly I let loose and came into my mothers body. I didn’t even lastmuch more than half a minute.The tears quickly came and I sobbed, “I’m so sorry É so sorry mom.”I was going to go crying to my room but my mother wrapped her legsaround me.”Mom let me go. I’m so sorry.”She grabbed my head with both her hands and aimed my eyes directly intohers. I tried not to look at her directly as I was so embarrassed.”Honey, look at me. ” I didn’t want to but I did.She continued, “You have nothing to be ashamed of. This is your veryfirst time. It happens and I wouldn’t expect any different. Please don’tcry baby. Mommy loves you.”I continued to sob as she pulled my head to hers and gave me a big kissright on the lips. Guiding my head to her shoulder, she rubbed my backwith both of her hands.I never ceased crying but she just kept caressing my back and saying,”It’s okay. I love you. I love you so much and don’t you forget it.”I stayed with my face buried in her shoulder for a very long time andshe did nothing but comfort me. She truly is a wonderful woman and mother.We had an hour and a half together and it was over for me in the first fiveminutes. The remainder of the time was spent crying into my mothers’ armsand her trying to ease my feelings of inadequacy.I noticed the clock said 4:19pm and told my mom that I wanted to go backto my room. She looked so sad but not because I failed to perform butrather because she had so much sympathy for what I had gone through.I just lay in bed and didn’t even eat dinner. I told my parents that Iwasn’t feeling well and my mother brought a plate to my room. At around10:30 she knocked on my door and came in, I was laying in bed under thecovers and she sat on the bed by me. Without saying anything she liftedthe covers and slid into bed with me. I was completely naked because thatis how I usually slept and my mother was fully dressed.She whispered, “Please don’t let it eat you up. It’s a natural thingthe first time a boy has sex.”I could feel her hand touching my stomach, then my leg, and then shefelt my balls and played with my cock. She kissed my cheek and moved herlips to my chest and lay her head on my chest as she continued to fondleme. As disappointed as I was in my earlier performance, it obviously had noeffect on the ability to be turned on by my mother. I was very quicklyfully erect.She whispered, “Let me know when you are about to cum, okay?”I just nodded my head in agreement. She moved her hand up and down mypenis and quickly was beating me off. It took just a few seconds.”Mom, I’m going to cum,” I whispered.She immediately squeezed my cock just below the head preventing my cumfrom escaping. I wasn’t sure what she was doing. She just held it thereand made no other movements with her hand on my cock. After about 30seconds, she released it and no cum came.”I’m going to do it again but try to use all your will power to preventfrom cumming so quickly.”She repeated the same thing. She worked me to the brink and thenpinched me off. She repeated the same thing five times and it seemed likewith each time I was able to hold off a little longer.After the fifth time she asked, “How many times do you masturbate aday?” “I don’t know mom. Maybe five or six times.” “Even on days when wedo have sex?” “Maybe three or four times.”She paused before responding.”Wow. I didn’t realize you did it so often.”She thought for a second.”I want you to promise me something. I want you to limit yourmasturbation to twice a day, every day. Once in the morning and once inthe evening.” “You want me to cut back that much? But why?” “I want to seeif you can last longer if you don’t masturbate as much.”Reluctantly I agree.”Good É”She began stroking my cock again and with each stroke it was faster andfaster.I whispered, “Mom, I’m going to cum.”She never let up. She never pinched me off. She kept stroking mefaster and faster.”Oh mom I’m cummingÉ”I shot my cum out of my cock into my sheets. She reached for the sheetsand wiped the cum off my cock. She turned my head to face her and kissedme again passionately on the lips.She got out of bed and said, “Goodnight.” “Goodnight mom.”I felt much better about myself than I did earlier just an hour ago. Iknow she told me not to worry about not being able to perform but it justgnawed at me all evening. I fell asleep quickly.The next morning I awoke at my usual time, which was about 5:30am. Irarely saw my mother in the mornings as she had no reason to awaken earlyexcept to see my father off and she would go back to sleep.I walked naked from my room to the bathroom off the hallway to get readyfor school. I stood before the toilet and was peeing when the door opened.I glanced over my shoulder and it was my mother. She came in and closedthe door behind her. It felt kind of awkward having my mother watching mepee and I wondered what she was doing in here. I noticed that she heldsomething in her hand but it didn’t take long before I found out what shewas going to do.”Have you masturbated this morning yet?” “No, not yet.” “Good.”She jumped into the bathtub and knelt on her knees and told me, “Standin front of the toilet. I’m going to masturbate you and use this watch totime how long from when you get an erection to when you begin to cum.”I thought it was unusual but was willing to try anything that would helpme. With her right hand she fondled me between the legs. It only tookabout half a minute before she got me to full size. She watched the clockin her left hand and began to quickly move her hand up and down my shaft.”25 Seconds É 30 Seconds É 35 Seconds É”She continued pumping away while never taking her eyes off of the watch.”40 Seconds É 45 Seconds É “”Mom, I’m cumming.. I’m cummingÉ”She pointed my penis towards the bowl of the toilet and I saw my cumspurt into the water.”53 Seconds. Good job.”I believe that was the longest I had lasted between the two times mymother jacked me off prior to last night.”Thanks mom.” “But remember no masturbation until tonight just beforeyou go to bed. Make sure to get me before you do it so I can time you.””Okay mom.”She got out of the bathtub and left the room. I took a shower and atesomething and left for school.It became a regular thing between my mother and me both on nights thatwe did have sex, as well as those we didn’t. She would always masturbateme in the morning and evening but I was left to my own devices on theWeekends and any holidays or other days that my father was home from work.I can’t even describe the feeling of having my mother play with my cockalmost every day. It feels unbelievable.On Wednesday, I entered my mother’s room after school and she was lyingnaked on her bed. She was tracing her fingers around her nipple andareola. That was the first time I had seen her even slightly touch her ownbreasts.”Hi mom.” Hi honey. So what activity would you like to do today?”As I got naked, hatay escort bayan I kept trying to come up with a sexual activity for usto do. I was sure I wasn’t willing to try actual intercourse again so soonafter my first colossal disappointment.”Come into the bathroom with me.”She followed me in and I sat on the toilet seat.I asked her, “Please sit on my legs but facing me.”She came to me and I helped her into the position. I had my hands onher ass to support her and I lowered my lips to her nipples and suckedthem. I alternated between her left and right breasts while oftenrepositioning my grip on her ass. After about 10 minutes and said that weshould go back into the bedroom. As I already had a complete erection fromfeeling her body so close to my cock there was no further work needed inthat department.I explained how much I loved her tits and that since I have been withher that I had been wanting to “titty fuck” her. She was very na*vesexually for being an older woman. I explained that I wanted her to lie onthe bed on her back and I wanted to straddle her while putting my cockbetween her tits and I would have her smother my cock with her tits and Iwould thrust back and forth, just as in fucking. I feared that she mightrefuse when I provided the last bit of info, that being that I wanted tocum on her tits.While she could not really understanding as to what enjoyment I got outof it, she was eager and willing to go along.I climbed up between her huge melons and put my cock in place and I hadher smash her tits together so it engulfed my cock.I slowly made thrusting motions between her tits and began picking upmomentum. I thrust forward and back and she did a terrific job of keepingher tits firmly in place. I fucked forward and back, forward and back,doing it faster and faster with each thrust.”Oh mom, I’m going to cum. Mom, make me cum all over your tits.”Just as I was ready to come I told my mom to release her tits, which shedid. I grabbed my cock and manually finished jacking off as I aimed it ather left tits and moved it across to her right tit as I pumped all my seedfrom within my cock. I slid off my mom as she stared in what looked likedisgust at my cum on her tits. Using my hand I smeared cum into herbreasts and on her nipples.”Thank you so much mom. I’m sorry it disgusted you so much.” “It’s notso much that it disgusted me. I had just never seen a man fuck a woman inthis way before.” “I love you so much mom.” “I love you too honey.”It so thrilled me to hear my mother using swear words. Oh sure sheswore sometimes but if it occurred once a year, that was something to hear.And to see my mother engage in sexual acts that she never beforeconsidered. Not that we have really done all that much together.She excused herself to go to the bathroom to wash my cum off her breastsbut she quickly returned. We lay together facing each other and I spentmost of the rest of the session nibbling and playing with her tits.”You really like my tits don’t you?” “Mom, they are the best part aboutyou.”As our time was nearing an end, I really wanted to give my mothersomething she would enjoy, considering she gave me such pleasure with herbreasts. I got off the bed but I told her to stay there and lay on herback and spread her legs apart. I crawled back up to my mother and openedthe lips of her pussy as I brought my lips down to her sex. I licked andsucked and twirled my tongue all over inside her.”OH BABY, MOMMY LOVES IT.”I push firmly on her legs and hold them so they are sticking almoststraight up as I sucked firmly on her clit and twirled my tongue around it.”OH GOD YES, BABY. MAKE MOMMY CUM.”Before I teased her a little bit but this time I never removed my lipsor tongue from her clit.”OH YES, FUCKING YES BABYÉ I’M GOING TO CUM HARD BABY É MAKE MOMMY CUMREALLY HARD FOR HER BOYÉOH YES, OH YESÉ” The sound of her voice raisedhigher and louder, “Oh GOD YES, GOD YES, SUCK MY PUSSY BABY É SUCK MOMMYSPUSSY REALLY GOODÉ”She was arching her back as her entire body seemed to shake as if shewere having convulsions.My tongue flicked over her clit repeatedly as she screamed, “OH GOD YES,I’M CUMMING BABY É I’M CUMMING FOR MY SONÉ.”Her breathing was heavy.I quickly withdrew my lips and tongue as she collapsed back onto thebed. I’m seriously thinking that we might have to stop this activity. I’mconcerned the neighbors could her screaming out. Her bedroom is at the endof the house and our neighbor’s house is only maybe 20 feet away.I slithered down her body like a snake, kissing and licking her legs asI exited that sacred place. I rose and got dressed as my mother lay stillbreathing heavily. After a few minutes, she also got up and dressed.The next day was one of me and my mothers non non-sexual days (which ofcourse means 2 times that my mother jacks me of. But no other sexualactivity.)I was in for a surprise when I got home though. My mother was sittingclothed on the couch.”Honey, why don’t you come lay down over her,” she said, as she pattedthe spot right next to her.I didn’t have anything better to do so I sat next to her. She told meto lay down with my head on her lap. As I did I noticed that she waswearing a button up blouse but it was what was under it that was much morenoticeable. She wasn’t wearing any bra.As I watched her breasts, she unbuttoned the blouse and pulled her leftboob out.”This is a special gift in return to the gift you gave mommy yesterdayand I know how much you like my tits.”I instinctually took it in my mouth and began sucking it.”That’s it baby É you really do love moms boobs.”I nodded my head up and down without releasing the tit from the firmgrasp of my mouth. I reached out my hand towards her shirt and fished forthe other breast. I couldn’t pull it out but my loving mother helped me.She unbuttoned another button to allow the remaining breast to be free andI was allowed to suck one while using my hand to play with the other one.My mother had her hand underneath my upper back to help support me. Sheheld me as a mother who is breastfeeding her c***d would support them.”I love you so much baby,” said my mother. “You can never know how muchyou mean to me.”I just grunted. I just lay in my mothers’ arms with my eyes closedsucking and fondling her boobs.I must have dozed off because my mother shook me awake and said, “Yourfathers home. Better go to your room.”I hurried off my mother and she rapidly stuck her boobs back in theblouse and closed it up.I listened from my room to see if he suspected anything. He didquestion my mother about not wearing a bra and she made up some excuseabout feeling the need to free her breasts once in awhile. He didn’t seemto be very interested.My mother as usual on the following day was already prepared for me. Icame into the room and she was laying face down with her head sideways onthe pillow. It seems she has fallen asleep. I strip naked a quietly crawlup her body until I get to has big ass. I kiss one cheek and lick her downthe crack and then kiss the other cheek as I slid my hand under her. I rubher pussy lips as I continue licking her ass.She says, “Oh, your home. I must have fallen asleep.” “I see you werewaiting for me.” “Yep.”I push my finger gently into her pussy and move it around.”Oh that feels nice.”I am still licking her ass crack and fingering her pussy at the sametime. “Oh baby É you don’t know how good that feels for mommy. I loveit.”I pushed my finger in deeper, only to hear, “MMmm .. Yes. IT’S SONICEÉ”I probed her pussy with my finger and her ass crack with my tongue.”OH YES, SON. IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD.”I push my finger in faster and move it all around inside her. “OH YES,YESÉ”Just as quickly as I start, I completely remove my finger and get offthe bed.”Why did you stop?” “Mom, I really want to try intercourse again.””Okay,” she says, as she rolls over onto her back and spreads her legs.I rub my penis furiously to get an erection and climb atop my sexymother. I am so eager to try it again even though it has been only a shorttime since my first unsuccessful attempt.I hold my weight off my mother and guide my cock into her opening. Iwrap my arms under hers and place them on her shoulders with my fingernailsalmost facing me. I pushed into her slowly and used her shoulders asleverage to pull me into her. Her legs were spread apart up in the air. She pushed one of her tits up so I can get my lips around the nipple as shecontinues to support the weight with her hand.I push deep and pull back. I thrust in and pull back. I am trying hardnot to get too excited but it is so hard. She’s my own mother and it sofucking erotic. A son is thrusting his penis into the canal that broughthim into the world.I thrust into her as I suck hard on her nipple. The same nipple Isucked on as a baby. I pull back. I thrust harder and deeper.”Oh baby, it feels so good. You’re doing it.”Her legs entwine around my ass as with each thrust into her, she usesall her strength to thrust herself onto me.”Oh baby, your fucking me. You’re fucking your own mother.” “Oh yesmom. I’m fucking you.”I pull back and thrust again harder as her meet her equally powerfulthrust towards me. Our bodies are one. We are intertwined with eachother. The bed is squeaking just like when my father fucks my mother. I amher lover. I am fucking my own mother in my parent’s marital bed.I let her tit fall from my mouth as she wraps her hands around my backand as I thrust into her towards the headboard, she thrust downward to mewhile tightly grabbing my back to help with each stabbing motion into herpussy.”Oh baby, my son, you feel so good..” “Oh mom, I’m fucking you. I’mfucking you.”Our bodies shake as one with each thrust of her and each thrust of me.We need to be one. We want to be one. I’m breathing hard. She isbreathing hard.”OH GOD MOM, I’M GOING TO CUM. I’M GOING TO CUM IN YOU MOM.” “YESÉ OHYESÉ CUM BABY É CUM FOR MOMMY É LET IT CUMÉ”I felt my body tense as I ejaculated my sperm into my mother. I sloweddown as I gave her a final few quick stabs to force all my juices fromwithin my penis.My spent body collapses onto my mother as we both lay together as onepile of flesh intertwined together, having just expressed our deep needsand desires for each other. We both are panting heavily as my motherreleases my ass from the grip of her legs. I roll off her and onto myside. We look at each other with huge grins as I lean in and kiss my motherso tenderly, yet passionately on the lips.I kiss her shoulder and move my lips to her breast. I look at the clockand the entire fucking only was about three minutes. It was not a recordbut I was more than thrilled. I, quick draw, had successfully lasted no 30seconds, not even a minute, no. I had lasted three full minutes.Did I really believe that I had pleasured my mother sexually with mysmall sexual organ? No but it didn’t really matter because my mother hadfour things that many women do not have: Love, Empathy, Encouragement andCourage.Love because she loved me unconditionally. Empathy because sheunderstood what my life was like and had the ability to see things the wayI saw them. Encouragement because whether I succeeded or failed she nevercriticized and always gave me positive encouragement. And my mother alsohad courage; the ability to do what most mothers cannot and will not do. She had the courage to take a chance, to tell society that they are notalways right, to tell society that not all i****t is abusive, and finally,to tell society that a mothers responsibility is to take care of herc***dren’s emotional as well as physical needs. Sometimes those toughdecisions have to be made with unusual and unorthodox measures. Andsometimes, it may even include crossing the norms that society sets. Whatmay be right for my mother and me may not be the best solution for you. But for the person over in the corner, it may be appropriate for him.Were my mother and me sexually attracted to each other? We were notrepulsed by each other but we most definitely did not go down this pathsexually attracted to each other. We had no clue where we would end upwhen we started this journey and we took enormous risk for the potentialbenefits, which we both discovered. The outcome could have been completelydifferent if either of us was repulsed at the sexual contact after thefirst encounter. But alas my mother made the brave decision to engage mesexually. Not for her own sexual needs but to attempt to help a teenageboy desperately in need, not just of sex, but also of love. I needed tofeel the sensual and sexual caress of skin on skin. The sex wasirrelevant. Nobody can live in society without some human-to-humaninteraction and my mother willingly gave of herself so that I could feelthe warmth of a single caress of my body or being able to use my fingers tobe able to caress.What have I really learned? I have learned that sexual acts are nothingmore than that. I have learned that it can be just as sexual to gentlycaress a man or woman’s body with your fingers, hands, arms, legs or toes.I would gladly give up any sex acts to feel the tender caress of someone ofthe opposite sex. But alas that is not a necessity as I found the only onewho can truly accept me for who I am: average looking and overweight, andthe person I’ve found that has accepted me despite all my flaws, and thatis the woman who gave birth to me, my very own mother. My mother is thewoman who will never cease loving me no matter what. Not all sons aregiven such a wonderful parent but I am and I truly do savor ever moment Iam with her.EPILOGUEMy mother has opened up both sexually and emotionally over the years. We began touching each other outside of the special times we set aside. Wewere almost like teenagers in love so long as no one was around to see us.I introduced my mother to different sexual positions that she had nevertried before. I introduced sex toys into our relationship and she finallyfeels comfortable touching her own body and masturbating.I am now 37 years old and my mother is 63 years old. Both my parentsare retired so it is extremely difficult for us to find any alone time. However we are usually able to find a ? hour to an hour a day, either whenmy father goes out for coffee and my mother sneaks away to my bed.We still try to have sex or at least cuddle 3 days per week. It stillseems as fresh and curious as the first day that we began the longi****tuous road together. I will never feel any different and I canforesee our relationship continuing for many, many years to come.Nobody has ever found out the secret love that we share, nor will theyever find out.

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