“My first husband passed away when my son turned twenty. At first, it was consoling hugs before progressing to touching. We found comfort with each other and it wasn’t long before we were intimately kissing. Missing his father’s touch, I allowed his hands to explore more than normal during our hugging. It wasn’t long before I allowed him to caress my breasts.”
Pausing to reflect on her memories, she continued, “After weeks of tension, he came into my bedroom one night and I willingly spread my legs for him. We never stopped after that blissful night. We lived as husband and wife until his death. This is what I wish for you, and by the looks of your reaction, you can imagine how special it is to make love to your mother.”
This was mind-blowing. She was going to help me seduce my mom. This was something I hadn’t considered possible. Mom hadn’t been shy to display her affections, but never sexually. My body tingled with excitement realizing I might fulfill my dream of fucking my mother.
“How do you get mothers to mate with their sons? I can see it’d be easy to convince the sons, but mothers aren’t sex-crazed like teenage boys.”
“Some are tougher than others, but I have methods to achieve my goals. I have access to information that helps me persuade the couples. If you want to pursue this, I’ll explain in detail what to do.”
I could only nod, unable to verbally tell anyone I wanted more than anything to be with my mother. She methodically laid out the steps to initiate the process before I left for home.
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Staring at Mom’s glowing face at dinner triggered a daydream of what it’d feel like to be together as lovers. Those appealing, down-curved, full lips were enough to release a flow of blood to my groin. Suddenly, I was shaken out of my fantasy.
“Jason! Eat your dinner before it gets cold.”
“Sorry, Mom. I was trying to decide what to do this weekend. Ethel scheduled an event and doesn’t need me to show up. We’re free to do something fun.”
“Really? An event? What kind of business would she have to do on a Saturday?”
“It’s a contest she sponsors. The Grand Prize is an all-inclusive week’s vacation at a secluded estate in Hawaii, so it’s a pretty big deal. Second place is a week in San Diego and third is a week in Vail.”
“Those prizes sound good. How do they win?”
“It’s a battery of tests on how well mothers and sons know each other.”
Mom’s eyebrows lifted as her expression turned to puzzlement. “As close as we are, there would be no competition. Too bad I have a work project I need to work on. Most of my weekend will be tied up.”
“It doesn’t matter. The entry fee is two thousand dollars. That’s a lot of money to risk.”
“Wow, you’re right. It must be a bunch of her rich friends who compete.”
She couldn’t hide her disappointment at missing out on a fun activity with her son. I added, “I almost forgot to tell you. She invited us to dinner Friday night.”
With my first step in place, I switched topics as we finished eating. It was up to Ethel now.
Friday night finally arrived and we showed up promptly at the mansion. Mom was impeccably dressed again. Her legs had the usual effect on me as Rebecca escorted us to the dining room. Not long into the meal, Mom asked, “Ethel, I hear you’re sponsoring a mother and son contest this weekend. I didn’t realize you held such events.”
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