We were sitting with our legs spread out facing each other, as I pulled her close to take off her shirt. I then took mine off. I looked into her eyes as I tried to unhook her bra. This took too long, because I couldn’t get it off. But the intense feelings we had were too strong to break. Not being able to get my mom’s bra off just made it that more exciting, because we were both desperate. After she unhooked her bra, I began to move my hands up towards her breasts. I was finally staring at the two things I had only gotten a glimpse of. My hands were trembling until they were on her breasts. I think we were both shaking in nervousness at this point. But we didn’t say anything to one another. I massaged her breasts like I was discovering something new. And then we started to kiss again while I did this. I looked into her eyes, and I pushed her back onto the bed so she was on her back. We did the same thing while she was in this position. We made eye contact, kissed, and I gently caressed her breasts. I moved my head down and kissed her stomach. Now it was time for the real thing.
I held my penis in my hands, and I gently slapped her vagina with it a couple of times. I was trying to tease her to get her even more excited. I was fully erect this entire time, that I knew the only person I wanted to be with was my mom. I knew it was so wrong, but it felt so right. I’m locking eyes with my mom, and I start to insert my penis into her.
“No… ,” she says.
“It’s okay, mom. You got your tubes tied back when I was in high school, remember? It’s not like I’m gonna get you pregnant,” I say.
I push my penis into her a little further, and she lets out a little moan. Then I pull out. And she’s starting to look desperate again. I go back inside of her, and that’s when I finally realized I was inside of my mom. And this time I was in all the way. I was back in the one place that I had started. The place that I had came from. And I never wanted to leave.
Before my mom can say another word, I start thrusting her slowly while holding onto her breasts and looking deep into her eyes. Her moaning begins to grow a little louder, and she doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t tell me to stop. The only thing she can muster is my name. And that excited me more than anything. I got right on top of my mom and started to grind her. My arms are out by the sides of her head, and we’re just staring into each others’ souls. And I’m thrusting harder and faster than before. I kiss her forehead.
“Oh mom… ,” I say, getting a little out of breath.
Her arms are then holding onto my back, and her legs are latched onto me, and she’s trying to pull me in as close as she can, enjoying the completely naked embrace of mother and son, reunited at last. Before letting out her biggest moans of the night, we’re back to battling tongues. And I’m thrusting a little faster, and she feels really wet at this moment. I don’t think I ever got up to full speed, because I wanted to savor the moment. Like when you eat food slowly to savor the taste, I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted to prolong the sex, but I knew I couldn’t do that. This was my mom. The one woman that I’ve been lusting for, for god knows how long. I go back to looking into her eyes, because it was the last thing I wanted to see before I came.
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