Mother Uses A Dating Service

My name is David. I am 24 years old, 6ft tall, blue eyes, very athletic figure. I had moved out of my parents house about 2 years ago, and was now living in an apartment with my girlfriend. Everything was great, except for the fact that my sex life was, well, to put it politely, boring. I felt that something was missing, and that I needed more. So I joined one of the online dating sites, registered as “Looking for a sexy woman”, and started to browse around. Eventually, I found a woman by the name of “Wild Rose” that I really hit it off with. We emailed back and forth for a few weeks, and then finally decided to meet on a Tuesday afternoon, at a local restaurant.

Tuesday came around, and I made myself presentable, shaving, dressing in a nice semi casual outfit. I even booked a room for a day in one of the better local hotels. I got in the car, and drove over to the restaurant at the appointed time. I entered the resaurant, but didn’t go in right away. I first took a look around to see if she was already there. She said she would be wearing a red jacket, and sure enough, I saw her, sitting at one of the corner tables, looking out of the window, waiting for someone. She looked familiar to me, but I couldn’t quite tell who it was, because her face was turned away from me. After a few minutes, she turned her head to look at something else, and I instantly knew who it was: it was my mother!

I was shocked, at first, to see my mother there, waiting for another man, other than her husband, to have sex with him. But then it occured to me that she was maybe having the same problem that I was having at home: a dull, repetitive romantic life. I grappled with myself for a few seconds, then looked her way again. My mother, Helen, was in her early forties, but looked younger. She had a petite, slim body, well looked after, and still very firm. In my mind, my mother was a very sexy, desirable woman. I took a deep breath, then started to walk towards her table. All sorts of reasons of “why” and “why not” raced through my mind, but I dismissed them. Finally I reached her table. She looked up at me, surprised to see me there. I smiled down at her. “Hello Wild Rose. I’ve been dying to meet you” I said to her, as I sat down at the table.

My mother looked at me, dumbfounded, her mouth half open. “D..D..David!…What are you doing here!..I mean..”. I could see that she was still trying to come to grips with the reality of the situation, which I found to be incredibly sexy! “Well mom. It seems we both have an appetite for adventure” I said, looking at her. She turned beet red. “It’s okay mom. We’re both adults, and we both have needs. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“But David…it’s you…I mean, it’s YOU!” she stammered.

“So?…Does it really matter?” I replied. I decided to make her more comfortable by using her name instead of calling her mom. “Listen Helen. I thought we really hit it off when we wrote each other those emails. I mean, it felt so good talking to you, even if I didn’t know it was you. It made me feel alive again…excited, if you know what I mean”.

“I do David…I really do… you made me feel the same way..but we shouldn’t…we can’t!”

“Why not? We both need and want this…and if you don’t mind me telling you so, I find you incredibly sexy, and very desirable. I mean, look at you! Wow!” I said to her.

She looked at me for a long moment. “Do you really think I’m sexy and desirable?” she replied. “It’s been so long since a man has told me that”.

“Of course you are, Helen. All my friends tell me that when they see you. They think you’re really hot…I certainly think you’re hot” I said, putting my hand on hers.

She looked down at the table for a few seconds, then she lifted her head, looking at me. “I..I guess we are both looking for the same thing…but we can never tell anyone, do you understand? Not a soul!”

“Of course not Helen. This is just between the two of us” I said, reassuring her. I then told her that I had made reservations at a hotel, and that maybe we should get going now. She agreed, somewhat hesitantly. We both got up off the table. I gave her my arm, which she took, and we both walked out of the restaurant, towards the car. “Did you notice all the looks you were getting from the men in there?” I said. “I’ll bet they’re all envious of me” I told her, trying to make her feel more at ease. “Thanks David. That’s sweet of you to say” she replied, giving my arm a squeeze. I helped her into the car. Then we drove off to the hotel. It was only a ten minute ride, and I did my best to compliment her, and distract her from the thoughts that were surely racing through her mind, all the reasons why this is wrong, why it wasn’t possible, why it should never happen.

We reached the hotel, and I led my mother down the hallway to our room. I opened the door, and motioned her to enter the room. I could see the nervous look on her face. I entered also, and the door closed behind us. I didn’t want to have an ackward silence, so I complimented her on what she was wearing: “Wow Helen…I love your outfit. It looks really good on you”. I walked over to her, and put my arms around her waist. I looked into her eyes, and recognized a look of apprehension and fear. “You’ll see, it’s going to be allright” I said. Then I lowered my lips to hers, and I kissed my mother on the mouth, very lightly. She didn’t react, but she also didn’t pull away. I got bolder, and kissed her again, this time a little harder, pushing my tongue in between her lips. She let out a soft moan, and opened her mouth a little wider. I pushed my tongue into her mouth a little deeper, kissing her with passion, pulling her close to me as I did so. She moaned again, this time a little louder, slowly responding to my advances. She lifted her hand, and put it on the back of my head. I kissed her more urgently, harder, expressing my desire for her. She started to kiss me back, opening her mouth, pushing her pelvis against my groin, as her sexual hunger began to awaken. I lowered my head, and started to kiss her on the neck, starting from almost her ear, further down to her shoulder.

“Oh God…that feels so good!” she moaned, as she wrapped her other arm around my waist, pulling her groin into mine.

“Do you like that Helen?…Do you want more?” I whispered in her ear.

“Yes…yes pleeeease!” she replied. I kissed her hard on the mouth again. Then I carried her over to the bed, laying her down on her back. I lay down on top of her, putting my body weight on her. I kissed her again, as she wrapped her arms around me. I moved my one hand up over her stomach, to her breast. She let out a gasp as I cupped it with my hand over the blouse she was wearing. I began to squeeze gently. Her breast felt big and firm. I continued to squeeze and feel it as I kissed her neck again, then down along her cleavage. As I went further down, I opened up the buttons of her blouse, until all of them were open. I straddled her, then lifted up her upper body. I removed the blouse, then her bra, all the while kissing her. Then I peeled her bra aside, and my mothers breasts were fully exposed. I stopped kissing her, and cupped both of them with my hands. She looked up at me with a hint of anxiety. “Helen….they’re beautiful!” I said to her, and I could see that she was instantly relieved, glad that I liked them. She immediately started to peel off my jacket, then my shirt. I lay down back on her. “David….wait…my skirt…hike it up..I want to be able to open my legs for you” she said. She lifted her bum, and I hiked up her skirt. Then I lay down on top of her again. This time, her legs were open, and I put my full body weight on her. I felt her breasts pushing against my chest. I kissed her again passionately, then moved my attention down to her breasts. I began to suck on them, gently at first, but then harder, sucking hard on her nipples, which were growing hard very quickly, gently nibbling on them, then sucking again!

“Oh God David!..Oh God!…Yes baby!…That feels so good!” she moaned as I pleasured her breasts. My cock was growing rapidly now, and I started to push my groin into hers. I could feel her pushing back, wanting more, so much more. I moved my body slightly off of her. I continued to suck her breasts as I moved one hand down over her belly, then lower, down to her panties. I slipped my hand under the panty liner, then moved it further down. I felt pubic hair as I moved it lower, finally arriving at her pussy. I cupped it with my hand. My mother gasped again as she felt her sons hand on her pussy!

I began to rub her pussy lips. I could feel the heat and wetness coming out of it. She moaned loudly now, sexually aroused. Her mind was saying “Stop!…Stop!”, but her body was telling her otherwise, and she was helpless to stop it. I began to move a finger up and down in between her pussy lips, making her even more wet. I could feel her hand move to my trousers, and inspect the large bulge in my pants. She began to squeeze it, feeling how hard it was.

“David..let me see it..please!” she said. I got off of her, and opened the buttons of my trousers. I then removed my trousers and shoes, but not my boxer shorts, which was the last piece of clothing I was still wearing. Then I knelt on the bed. My mother knelt in front of me.

“Why don’t you take it out, Helen” I said to her.

She took my boxers, and slipped them down over my bum at the back. Then she took the waistband at the front, pulled it towards her, and pulled down the front of my boxers. My cock jumped out at her, catching her by surprise. Her eyes opened wide as she saw it. She lifted her hand, and put it around my cock, mesmerized. “Oh baby!….it’s…it’s beautiful!” she said, not looking at me, but my cock. She ran her fingers along my cock, from the tip to the base, then back up again. She closed her hand around it, and gently began to stroke it, feeling it pulsing in her hand. I groaned in pleasure as she stroked it. She looked up at me, then back at my cock. First she licked the tip. Then she took her mouth, opened it, and slid her lips over the head of my cock. “Aaaaaahhhhhh!!” I groaned as I felt my mother engulf my cock with her hot mouth.