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Authors name: Hornymother (hornymother@hotmail.com)
Story title : Mating with Mom
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Mating with Mom (Fm, inc, ped, 1st, preg)
by Hornymother (hornymother@hotmail.com)
***
Let me tell you a little dirty story. It happened a few
years back now and has been my dark little secret. No
one else, but my mother and I, you now too I guess since
you're reading this.
It started when my grandfather died, my father's dad.
Well actually I guess that it really started before
then, when I started puberty. I, like many boys was in
love with my mom. I jerked off countless times while
thinking of plunging my hard prink into her. This
eventually led to stealing her undergarments. I would
lie on my bed sliding my mom's panties up and down my
ever-hard cock envisioning her moaning out for me.
I know that she knew about my pastime because she
removed many of her cum stained garments from hiding
places in my room. She never said anything, or even gave
a hint that she was disturbed, mad or even cared, so I
continued.
I probably like most boys tried to get glimpses of her
naked and had my fleeting views. I guess looking back,
that she was a very average mom. At the time of "the
incident" she was 43, 5'6" about 130 pounds, 38 C
breasts, with brown eyes. Her tits, like most mothers
her age had begun to lose the fight against gravity and
begun to sag. She carried a lot of her weight in her ass
and thighs. She wasn't really fat so much as full.
Another note that I feel is important is that she never
shaved her pussy. She always, at least as far as my
limited knowledge goes, had a thick growth of hair. What
I like to call a beaver. To this day I like a woman with
a really hairy pussy.
Anyway back to the story. Granddad had died and my
father had flown out immediately. He never really seemed
close, in fact we hardly ever saw the man usually once a
year, but my dad left with no clothes packed and flew
out the day that he got the news. Granddad had passed on
during the night of a heart attack. Mom and I would
follow in two days.
We left for Denver two days later as expected. When we
landed in Chicago to refuel and off load passengers and
allow new ones to board we got stuck there by bad
weather. The snow had caused a delay in our landing and
now it would delay our takeoff.
A friendly ticket agent informed my mother that it was
likely that our flight would be taking off again later
that night and offered to book a room for free if it was
canceled. She hemmed and hawed but soon relented and
took the reservation. The flight was canceled.
This was the night our lives would change forever.
We arrived at the hotel with many other passengers and
were shown to our room.
"Well Danny it's a good thing we got a room. I'm sure
that there are a lot of people stuck at the airport
tonight."
"Ahhh I know. I got a crick in my neck from just sitting
in that seat in the airport. I'd hate to sleep there."
"Well sweetie take a nice hot shower and go to bed.
You'll be fine."
Rolling my neck in discomfort we entered the room. My
mother stopped in her tracks.
"Ahh excuse me are you sure this is the right room?" she
asked the bellhop.
"Yes ma'am."
"There's only a double bed."
"I'm sorry ma'am that is the room they assigned. I can
call down and see if we can make a switch but with the
airport closed we're probably all full."
"Would you please?"
The bellhop called and talked to the manager and got
nothing. They were full and we were lucky to have a
room. He left with an apology and a promise to talk to
his boss. Meanwhile we settled in. We only had our
carry-ons so we had no change of clothes or toiletries.
"I'm going down to the hotel store and get us some
toothbrushes and things ok."
"Alright mom."
"Why don't you take a shower?"
"OK."
In the shower I let all the tension in my body wash away
but found it flowing right into my cock. Thoughts of
sleeping with my mom in the small bed made me hard. I
had begun to stroke myself when there was a knock at the
door.
"Yea," I called out.
"It's me sweetie. Here I got you a toothbrush. I'm
putting it on the sink with some of my stuff."
I watched her enter the bathroom and set the things down
on the sink. I wondered if she could see me naked. I got
out and dried and wrapped the towel around me and went
out into the room. She jumped in to the shower after me
and turned on the water.
I sat on the bed and flipped through the channels and
listened to the sounds of running water. Then I heard
it. My mom was crying in the shower. My heart went out
to her. Here she was stuck in a city where she knew no
one having to care for me, (who had been jerking off not
long ago dreaming about her naked body) trying to get to
a funeral to see my dad. When she got out I hugged her.
"I love you mom."
"Oh baby I love you too."
"We'll be alright here tonight and tomorrow we'll be
with dad."
"Oh baby I hope so." She said in a depressed voice.
We ordered some food and talked. It seemed to cheer her
up a bit. Then came bedtime.
"Mom you can take the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."
"Are you sure baby?"
"Yea I'll be fine," I tried to act like I liked the
floor.
"I think there's enough room for both of us. Besides you
can keep your old mom company."
"You're not old mom. In fact you're one of the best
looking women that I know."
She blushed and looked a little nervous for a moment.
She was probably remembering all her bras and panties
that she had found in my room covered in cum.
Finally she said, "Why thank you sweetheart." Quickly
covering her own thoughts.
I took off my robe and climbed into bed with my boxers
and a t-shirt on. Mom I had noticed had purchased a
Chicago White Sox T-shirt that was many sizes too big to
sleep in.
Lying in bed as she got in I noticed that her breasts
swung freely indicating that she had no bra on. Blood
once again rushed to my dick.
"Good night," she said leaning over to give me a kiss.
"Good night mom."
I lay there not sleeping for a long time, thinking about
my mom's tits and the way the must feel. It made my head
swim the way her fragrance settled over me. Sleep found
me though and I finally surrendered to it.
During the night I was awakened by something. Years of
sleeping with my dad had obviously conditioned my
mother. I awoke to find that we were spooning. My arms
encircled her just below her unbound breasts and her ass
was tightly pressed against my crotch. She lay softly
snoring and snuggled closer whenever I tried to slide
away.
The constant friction on my crotch had awakened the
monster in my pants. It was pressed firmly against my
mother's panty covered vagina. I couldn't help my self
and soon found myself pushing softly at her hole. It
didn't take long for my movements to arouse my sleeping
mother.
In her sleep her breathing became heavy and she began to
rotate her hips in time with my thrusts. I was soon
breathing heavily too as the bed shifted slightly with
my thrusts. Her panties covered her pussy but I could
feel her wetness seeping through and begin to coat the
head of my cock.
Slowly moving my hands I cupped her tits. Her nipples
stood out hard and erect in her shirt also telling of
her arousal. They felt glorious. They weren't very firm
and they weren't all that big but they were the most
divine pair of tits of my young life.
I played with them as I continued to thrust against her
cunt. The area around her hole was soaked with my pre-
cum and her cunt juice. Each time I would press my cock
against her I could swear that if I pressed any harder I
could slip into her. I held her tits in my hands and
thrust against her again.
"Mmmm Mmmmm," my sleeping mom moaned out in time with my
thrusts.
I could feel cum boiling in my balls and knew that I
should stop. But I couldn't, I just couldn't. I had to
cum and if I didn't continue I would never be able to
live with myself.
My orgasm seized me in a powerful grip. I thrust my hips
hard against my mother and could feel my cock slip just
barely into her hole - still wrapped in her panties. I
tried to stifle a groan as the first of many shots of
cum erupted from my cock, soaking her panties and
leaking into her pussy. My thrust woke her in the midst
of her own orgasm.
"Ugh Ugh Uhhhhhh," she moaned, shoving hard against my
spurting cock.
*
After the initial release of our mutual orgasm was over
the reality of the situation hit. "Oh god Danny what did
you do? Oh god! Oh God!!" she cried.
"But Mom I couldn't help it. You were snuggled up
against me and it just happened."
"Oh god! Oh god!" She sobbed.
"I'm sorry mom."
"Listen Danny. No one can ever know about this. No one.
If anyone found out I would go to jail."
"Mom, I'm sorry I won't tell anyone. I was just so horny
for you."
"Shh quiet. I'm going to go clean myself up," she said,
rising and going into the bathroom.
She didn't close the bathroom door and I could see her
remove her top and bend over to slide off her panties. I
rose and went in after her.
"Are you alright mom?" I asked standing at the door.
She jumped at the sound of my voice. She was seated on
the toilet and was whipping my cum off her hairy pussy.
"Danny get out! You shouldn't see your mother like
this!"
"I just wanted to know if you're ok."
"God Danny, I'm fine." She said looking at me. "Would
you please put that thing away," she said turning her
head away from my still exposed cock. I quickly adjusted
myself back into my boxers.
Finishing she put her t-shirt back on and ushered me
back to bed. When we were once again in bed she spoke.
"Danny you can never tell anyone about this, do you
understand?"
"Yea mom, I promise."
"What happens here has to stay here."
"I understand."
"No Danny, what happens here stays here," she said
again, turning to look at me.
"You mean I can...?"
"Yes."
I slide my boxers down and tossed my t-shirt somewhere
and moved between her legs. My heart was pounding in my
chest like a jackhammer.
"Get this off," she said struggling with her own shirt.
Together we removed it and looked at each other. My
heart was in my throat now, and I took in her body with
my eyes. Then looking into her eyes I knew that the time
was now. I mounted her and she guided my cock into her.
We both let out a sigh of pleasure when our pubic bones
kissed.
"Fuck mommy," she moaned.
I started to stroke in and out of her. "That's it baby,
fuck mommy," she groaned louder this time.
I developed a nice rhythm slowly drawing out then
shoving hard back up in her.
The entire time I was fucking her she moaned out, "YES.
Fuck mommy. Fuck mommy..."
I watched mom's tits shake in time with my thrusts. It
was soon accompanied by the sloppy sounds of my dick
slurping in and out of her pussy. We fucked; we didn't
make love or spend the night discovering each other. We
fucked like animals.
When I came this time there were no panties holding me
back. I buried myself deep in her and sent forth my seed
in huge gushes. We ended up fucking all night, it seemed
like we just couldn't get enough of each other.
The next morning, travels had resumed but since there
were so many stranded people seats were tight. They
offered people free upgrades to first class if they
would give up their seats. Mom and I stayed in Chicago
another night. We were upgraded to a room with two beds
but we only used one. I wonder if anyone knew the cum
stain in the middle of the bed came from a son fucking
his mother?
When we got to Denver I was unpacking when my mother
came in. "Danny here," she said handing me a pink cloth.
When I took it I discovered that they were her panties.
"They are the ones I was wearing the first night. You
can use them to do your thing with. I washed them for
you and whenever you need them just leave them for me to
find but this is it. I better not find any more of my
things in your room understand?"
"That's fine." She left and that was it.
Three weeks after the funeral she came into my room
after I had gotten home from school. "Danny we need to
talk."
"Ok mom, shoot." I replied.
"Danny I'm pregnant."
"What!"
"Shh honey. It's ok. I went to the doctor and he
confirmed it. It's also your baby."
"Are you sure mom?"
"Honey a woman knows."
"Wow what do you want me to do?"
"Nothing sweetie. Just be a good brother."
"Does dad know?"
"I haven't told him. I wanted to tell you first."
"Is it ok mom?"
"Oh sweetheart it wonderful. Thank you. I love you and
I'm not ashamed of what we did, although it can never
happen again."
"I know."
"Good, remember when the baby comes I want you to help
out."
"I will mom."
She had a baby boy and I actually got to pick the name.
True my promise we never had sex again. We became very
close though, closer than most mothers and sons I think.
We shared two very big secrets.
I always come to her for advice and am never embarrassed
and she never talks down to me. She is, in my opinion, a
better mom after our experience. She guides me and helps
me find my path, rather than telling me what to do.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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