Literotic asexstories – My First Incest with Mom Ch. 01 by valete45,valete45 Before my narrative I will introduce myself: I’m Rodrigo, I’m 19 years old, of good height, 1.80m, and excellent physique, the only child of a couple, she is 37 years old and he is 42 years old.
Dad works for an oil prospecting company in international areas, which means he is away from home for at least 25 days a month. Mom is a sworn translator and works from home (home office).
She is a brunette, approximately 1.70m tall, very pretty, with medium breasts, pert butt, thin waist, thick thighs and full lips.
She maintains the grace and beauty of her youth thanks to her gym exercises and special care. It’s difficult for her not to attract men’s eyes when she walks through the streets and places, with her naturally sensual gait.
I was away for a year in another country, taking a pre-university and technical training course and I returned 10 days ago, spending time with my mother on a daily basis, which meant that we had maximum intimacy without worrying about false modesty and We freely see ourselves in underwear, – me only in underwear and she in panties and a bra.
Of course, despite the respect I gave her, I couldn’t help but admire her shape, the beauty of her walk, her breasts, her buttocks that bulged out of her panties and were the reason for my nightly masturbations.
I wondered: did Mom, given Dad’s absence, have a lover, or did she masturbate? How were you doing to satisfy your sexual desire?
This is how it all started:
I was sitting in the living room with my mom watching a movie. It was 8:20 pm and the movie had started. I don’t even remember which movie it was. Anyway, I was sitting there with a glass of wine next to me and I wanted to watch the movie. My mother sat next to me and looked thoughtful.
I poured her the same wine I was drinking when she spoke to me:
“Tell me… what do you think about incest?”
Yes, she actually asked me that. With my eyes wide, I turned my head to her. What kind of question was that?
I took some of the wine and swallowed hard.
“What, please?” I asked, hoping I had misheard.
“What do you think of incest?”
“Incest?” I asked, intrigued. “You mean sex between relatives?”
“Yes,” she replied. “What do you think about?”.
She looked serious and waited for an answer. I was totally confused. Afraid that she had realized how much he wanted her. What kind of response did she expect? I was embarrassed and asked, “What do you think of this?” She answered:
– “I don’t know. Do you think it’s sick? Wrong? Or Exciting?”
I looked totally confused and I didn’t think my mother really wanted to have a conversation like that.
“It’s more like… I don’t even know”, I replied and looked at her completely surprised as she looked relaxed at the television. Little did she know that I had been repressing my desire to possess her because it seemed sinful to me and fearing her reaction to any advance on my part.
“Well, I don’t know what to do with it,” she replied and grabbed some fries. She chewed and talked while eating, while looking at the television: “Let people do what they want. I don’t understand why this should be censored now.”
I let out a relaxed sigh. So she was just referring to the legal status of incest?
“I mean: If a brother and sister or a mother or her son really want to have sex with each other, who am I to judge?”
Somehow I found it very uncomfortable to have to talk to my mother about this topic. I looked at the television, but I didn’t see what was on.
“Besides, I don’t judge anything I haven’t tried…”
I choked. What was she saying? I must have turned bright red and wanted nothing more than to jump into a hole that suddenly appeared in the ground with a headfirst dive!
“Would you like to try that?” She asked me and dropped the bomb.
“Want to try something?” I asked, shocked.
“Incest,” she replied, filling the apartment with an awkward silence. I didn’t have any brothers. The closest relative was her. Every reaction I gave now was a reaction to the question if I would sleep with my mother!
“What?” I asked: With “You?”
She looked at me quickly, looked at the television and replied relaxedly: “Why not? What can we deny what already exists?” I know that you desire me and masturbate thinking about me and that you take my panties that are about to be washed and taste them, smell them, lick them feeling my vaginal juices. I saw you doing this several times in your room and I know you want me.
I slipped a little further and looked embarrassed: “I mean, would you imagine having sex with me?”
My mother turned to me and replied dryly: “You always do that.” I know and it makes me horny to know that I am desired like this by my own son.
“Mommy!” I said. “Did you know?!”
“Yes. I know I’m attractive enough for you and other men” oh come on you’ve always fantasized about having sex with me!” I see your excitement when I walk around the house in just my panties, or when I sit in the armchair with my legs exposed.
“Oh God, Mom!” I spoke. “I didn’t think it could turn out to be real! This is the most uncomfortable conversation I’ve ever had with you! Even though I have these fantasies, it’s completely different from doing it for real!”
better with you than with another man. Your father is always absent and I am an ardent woman.
I got up and wanted to go. My mother grabbed my hand. “So, I know you’ve had this fantasy!” So have I. Come on, let’s make it come true.
“Yes? But it was just fantasy!”
“Sit down,” she said and tugged on my hand. I reluctantly sat down and just couldn’t look at her.
“I don’t know either…” she sighed. “I’ve been reading a lot of things lately. For example, did you know that in Japan it’s normal for mothers to have sex with their children so they can focus more on school and not have to think about sex?”
What did I hear? Why she did it?
“Or India, for example. In India, there is the most incestuous sex, because in the Hindu faith it is clearly stated that you can have sex with anything and everything.”
“Mommy…” I tried to interrupt her.
“Or Russia…” she continued. “Generally Eastern Europe. It’s almost normal there. I read about a mother who had the best sex of her life with her son.”
“Mom…” I tried again. “What do you want from me?”
She turned to me. “I want you to think about this.”
“Do you really want the two of us to have sex?” I asked again, suspicious.
“I just want to try…” she said. “If it gets weird, we can stop.”
“Mom, it’s weird,” I replied.
“What’s weird about that?” She asked. “I mean, you like sex, I like sex. You are young and attractive and I think I can say for myself that I don’t look so bad.”
“It’s weird because you’re my mother. You gave birth to me with your… you know… and now you want me to put my… you know… in your…? This is absurd.”
“Well… in nature it’s totally normal. Do you remember your rabbits Susi and Lodi? That was mother and son too. However, they rammed and produced four boys. Or look at Bonobos. Sex with relatives is common there!”
“Mommy…” I started again. “Why do you want this so much?”
My mother looked at the floor in shame.
“Because somehow I imagine it… incredible. I mean: doing something forbidden. With you.”
Everything became quiet again between us.
“What do you say?” She asked again. I considered. I actually wondered if I wanted to “try” incest. If I could have sex with my mother.
“You could imagine I was someone else.” We’ll just have fun. I mean: my pussy won’t be any different from the pussy of other women you fuck either. Fuck me without thinking I’m your mother.
I was thinking about sex with my mother. My dick in your pussy. Your body close to mine. Inconceivably! But she was right about something: it shouldn’t be this bad.
“Just a woman and a man who have sex…” she continued.
“It’s okay,” I said, but she continued.
“…we could also pretend I was…what’s okay?”
“Let’s try,” I replied and saw the corners of her mouth twitch as she tried to hide her big smile.
“Will we do this?” She asked.
“We’ll do it” I replied.
We sat next to each other and looked at the television. I got hot. I was sure I had turned red, just like my mother. We sat next to each other and didn’t say a word. We both didn’t know how to handle the situation.
” And…” I began. “When are we going to do this?” I asked, looking straight at the TV. “Now?” She answered yes and just looked straight ahead.
I got hotter thinking about sex with my mother. I had never thought about what she would look like completely naked. But now I couldn’t get the image out of my head of seeing her naked when I saw her in just panties or a bikini.
“How…” I stuttered. “let’s start?”.
“I don’t know,” she said. “I never thought I would go this far. I thought you would refuse…”
But she worked with me too long to accept that.
“Maybe… we should undress?” She said and looked further.
We sat for two minutes before moving. Only then did she gather courage and say that we should stand up. We stood a meter in front of each other and probably both looked very excited. I had no idea what to do. I mean, how do you start having sex with your own mother?
My mother took off her top and showed me her turquoise bra, which supported a pair of tight breasts. I started breathing hard. It must have started.
My mother put her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. Very carefully she took it off and looked questioningly into my face to find out what I thought of her breasts.
My look showed that I thought a lot about her breasts. Two breasts a little more than a handful, with hard, dark nipples. They weren’t huge, but perky and hard despite my mother’s age. She had beautiful breasts. I felt my dick get hard. Yes, my mother’s breasts gave me an erection.
“Do you want to touch them?” She asked me. I stretched out my hands and took a step forward. I grabbed my mother’s soft, warm breasts and started sweating profusely.
My mother brought her hands to mine and squeezed them. “Tighter,” she said. “You don’t need to be afraid of them.”
I was massaging her breasts in concentration when I had to stop briefly while she took off my shirt.
She took a step closer and placed her hand on my crotch. She smiled briefly as she felt my hard cock. With her other hand, she placed my hand between her legs. She was wearing short shorts, including panties, but I could still feel her pussy lips. I felt my mother’s breath on my neck as she asked me, “Is it weird when we kiss?”
I didn’t dare respond, so she kissed my neck and then my cheek and then kissed me on the mouth. Yes, it was strange. It started as a goodbye kiss from his mother, but ended in a sensual kiss in which we massaged each other between the legs.
My mother kissed me on the neck, then on the chest, then on the stomach. He bit my nipples. I saw my mother gracefully kneel in front of me. She kissed my stomach just above my sweatpants and slowly pulled them down. My hard cock was throbbing inside my boxer shorts and I couldn’t wait. My mother gently massaged my dick with her hand and pulled down my boxer shorts.
“Wow,” she said. “My son has grown a lot. What a beautiful dick.”
My heart raced. Be surprised and shaky, but I loved it. My mother placed her warm hand on my testicles and looked at me. “I can play?”.
I nodded and looked at my mother, curiously admiring my dick. She held it carefully and slowly brought me down. I was excited. Very excited. I’ve never been so excited before sex. Not even my first time! When I was still trying to absorb the unusual of what was happening, I suddenly felt his warm, wet tongue around my glans. Immediately, I looked down and saw my mother wrap her lips around my dick. She closed her eyes and sucked with gusto, while her breasts jiggled a little. Even the situation was strange, I started to like it.
My mother kissed my glans, then my stomach, then my chest until she placed a sensual kiss on my lips. I knew it was my turn now. I grabbed my mom’s ass and pulled her closer to me. While we were kissing, I took off her shorts and massaged her firm ass. She grabbed her panties and pulled them down elegantly. Now we were naked in front of each other. Mother and son.
” Ummm…” I stuttered. “How are we going to continue?”
She sat on the side of the sofa that had room for two people and leaned back. The first time I was able to admire my mother naked. She was beautiful. Her pussy was perfect: big outer labia and labia minora that you can barely see from the outside. My mother was very excited and opened her thighs. I slowly leaned over and knelt between her legs. I put my hands around her ass and brought my head to her lips.
“What?” She asked in surprise as I prepared to lick her. She must have expected me to penetrate her immediately.
But I had another desire in my mind. I searched for her clit with my tongue and when I found it, I tried to circle around it. I started slowly and increased my pace. My mother began to moan softly. I licked her faster and pressed my tongue harder against her clit. My mother moaned louder and louder until she grabbed the couch and screamed, “Oh yes! Make mommy cum! Make mommy cum!”
I continued licking and watching my mother cum. She reached out her arms to me and showed me that she wanted me with her. In her, inside her.
I knelt in front of her, my cock in my hand, looking confused.
“Shouldn’t we use a condom?” I asked.
She thought about it. ” No… I take the pill.”
“Yes, but… this is strange. You gave birth to me with this… you know… And now I’m supposed to put my dick in there?”
“Don’t you think it doesn’t really matter?”
“I don’t know,” I replied. “I’m also doing this for the first time.”
We both had to smile. “So it’s better without a condom, so we can feel it more intensely.”
I looked at my dick. Maybe she was right.
She stretched out her arms to me again: “Come to mommy”
For some reason, this excited me.
“Shouldn’t I say something like that?” She asked.
“It’s okay,” I replied and leaned over her. I took my dick to her pussy lips, between them I placed the head of my dick and brushed…
“Okay, Mom,” I said. “It’s already starting. So there’s no going back.”
We looked at each other. I looked confused, she woke up.
“Do we really want to do this?” I asked. My mother smiled at me and grabbed my ass with her hands. Suddenly, she pulled me by the ass so that my dick penetrated her pussy. We immediately moaned as we looked into each other’s eyes. I penetrated my mother completely and couldn’t believe how incredibly good it felt.
Immediately, I gave him strong pokes and my mother set the pace with her hands on my ass. Our faces were close and we breathed on each other while moaning. I looked at his flushed face telling me to fuck him harder. Suddenly we kissed wildly as I did it in my mother’s missionary position.
“Oh yes…” she moaned. “Fuck mom! Fuck mom!”
“Oh mom” I moaned with her and fucked her faster and faster.
“You fuck me so good” she exclaimed and motivated me to fuck her even harder.
This friction on her pubic walls turned my head and the thought that it was my mother turned me on even more.
“I want to fuck you now,” she moaned. She pushed me by the shoulders. Confused, I crouched between his legs. “Sit down,” she said, pointing to the spot on the couch where I had been sitting before. Then I sat down and leaned against the back of the sofa. My mother squatted next to me and took my cock in her mouth.
“Oh mom,” I moaned. “Thank you for persuading me.”
Even though it was nice to watch her suck my dick, I had to do something. I grabbed her right breast with my left hand and massaged her nipple. I was incredibly horny for her. I reached out and took my fingers to her wet pussy. I immediately stuck two fingers into her and fingered her pussy as she continued to suck me.
“Mom… I want to fuck you.”
She stopped sucking me. “And I want your hot cock back in my pussy.”
Immediately she came to me and sat on me. She took my dick to her pussy and just let it fall. I immediately did as she asked and sucked her hot nipples.
“Oh yeah!” She groaned. “Let your own mother fuck you. I want your dick deep in mommy’s pussy!”
I was about to cum. I held back my orgasm, my mother sat on my lap facing me, placed the dick in her pussy and went down, making my dick slide into her wet pussy.
Immediately my dick dug into my mother. She leaned forward so that her breasts were in front of my face. “Suck mommy’s breasts, my son,” she screamed at me with a moan as she began to ride me.
I took her breast in my lips and sucked her nipple, licked it, pressed it with my lips, sucked it and with my hand I caressed the other one with my cupped hand.
“Do you like this, my little boy? Do you like mommy’s wet pussy? Do you like Mommy’s nice breasts?”
“Oh yes, mom” I can’t hold back the cum anymore. Your pussy is delicious and you fuck very well.
She immediately got off my lap, lay down on the sofa, on her back, legs open so that I was on top of her in the missionary position, leaning forward in such a way that her clitoris was stimulated during penetration. “Come on son, fuck mommy, and fill my pussy with cum, cum in me!”.
She lifted her legs so I could enter her deeper. I could even feel her uterus as I gave the last firm pushes!
“Mommy”! I’m coming mom! I am going! “I groaned.”
” Oh yes! Cum in mommy’s pussy, my horny!”
Then I came. I enjoyed it together with my mother. I deposited my sperm deep inside her pussy!
I pulled my dick out of her and laid down on her chest.
“Tell me,” she said with a smile. “What do you think about incest?”
“Great” I replied.
“And you didn’t want to at first,” she teased me.
“We’ll be doing this more often now, right?” She asked.
“Oh yes…” I replied.
“But I want to delight in your ass that fascinates me so much, when you walk provocatively.”
She smiled and said: I know you covet my ass…It will be yours…lol…
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