Having sex with my sleeping mother

In sum, my mother had her own experience with sex and it drove me crazy. However, I really just wanted to explore HER body, not just mine, and going forward, my wish would soon come true.

Chapter 5 – Abnormal Bonding –

As time passed and our relationship became more dense, we did a lot together. Some of her friends would come around, maybe spend the night but most of the time, it was just me and her. We played games together, went out (the most we could during quarantine), and watched A LOT of TV. One of our favorite things to do was watch a long movie, maybe eat some popcorn or dinner, and cuddle up. She would often wrap her hands around me and pull me in to lean on her, but sometimes she would also lean on me, and when she did I felt so tranquil. Having her warm body on my chest was the best feeling – at that time. Her long hair would always wrap around my chest and her head would lie there. I held her tight like she was my companion. And of course, I would get hard from this. Most of the time, we would just be in our undergarments, me in my t-shirt and boxers, and her in her tank top and panties. But still, she would lay on me braless (still having the shirt on obviously) while having no problem with it. But, the best thing about these late movie nights was going to sleep. It was almost always routine to sleep together after our movie. When we got tired, we would just turn over and sleep, all while spooning and cuddling. Sometimes she would spoon me in a protective motherly manner, and sometimes I would spoon her, in a tender manner.

Being able to crest my mothers body and her doing the same to me, made me lust but also crush on my mother even more than I did. I would often find myself fantasizing about my mother sextually. Coming into her room, groping and kissing her. Sliding off those wicket panties and eating her cunt out. Watch as she gets on her knees and takes me fully in the mouth, only for me to finish on her face. Yea you get the picture…

As we kept this routine, I started to get bold. One night, after finishing up Avengers End Game, we ate some cookies and went to bed together. I initiated the spooning and held her tight. After a couple of hours and Iris being completely asleep, while awake I would press up against her. I would cautiously maneuver my hand to her boob, taking it fully while not trying to be too aggressive. Slowly I would move to her thighs and then her crotch, However, because of her panties, I couldn’t get that far. Still, It was enough for me to get up and masturbate in the bathroom. After shooting a load in the sink, I would go back to sleep.

Chapter 6 – Revealing –

This continued for a couple of days up until the night we went on vacation. On a trip to virginia beach with her longtime best friend Phadra (you can already assume, another black woman), my mother weirdly took an interest in nightgowns. I say weirdly because my mother never took interest in them up until now, but for some reason, she was obsessed with them. When asked why she just replied,

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