My sex life is currently limited to manual labor, i.e. wanking, which obviously isn’t exactly fulfilling. With my mother, I’m not so sure how things work.
She’s often out all night, supposedly with a good friend, but in the last quarter of the year she’s always been at home in the evenings.
Recently, I’ve started to look at my mother differently. I tried to see her in her panties or maybe naked. I hardly ever succeeded.
I would look for her sexy used panties and smell them when I was masturbating in the bathroom.
Once, I tried to spy something through the keyhole in the bathroom when she was taking a shower, but the angle was wrong and I couldn’t see anything.
The only option was the bedroom door. But the angle of view wasn’t good either.
I could only see when she moved around the room.
Sometimes I could see her in her panties for a brief moment. But nothing much.
Today was Saturday night and my mother wanted to go out.
She was going to change because of that. So I took the opportunity and peeked through the keyhole again.
Somehow, I couldn’t see her. Why not?
Of course, I didn’t know that she had already packed her things in advance and therefore didn’t need to walk around the room anymore.
That’s how the disaster took its course. Suddenly, the door opened and my mother stopped in front of me, fully dressed, and saw me bending over in front of the door.
The situation was absolutely clear and an apology was completely unnecessary.
I approached quickly and saw her face contort with anger.
“What’s that supposed to be? “You’re not really watching me?” she scolded me loudly.
“The guy is sitting in front of my door looking through the keyhole. “I could give you a few whacks left and right, even if you’re too old for it,” she continued.
All I could do was stand in front of her and stammer out some nonsense like “I’m sorry” and “I’m sorry”.
I was extremely embarrassed by the situation and felt like sinking to the floor.
“What should I do with you now?” she asked, becoming increasingly irritated.
“I think we both need to have a serious talk now and this definitely won’t be good for you.”
She angrily grabbed me by the belt of my pants and dragged me into the bedroom. I thought she was going to attack at any moment.
“You come here now and sit down. “I’ll get rid of this misunderstanding once and for all,” she said and continued pulling me by the belt of my pants towards her bed.
She stopped there and angrily gave me a strong push in the chest and I fell onto the bed.
“Please, please, Mom, I’m sorry for doing something like this. I really don’t know why. Honestly, I’m sorry.
I promise you that something like this will never happen again.”
“Somehow you must be beyond danger. Boy, how am I ever going to trust you again? I could explode with rage,” she continued.
I wanted to go up and sit down. When she realized this, she knelt down on the bed and, still with anger in her stomach, pushed me again as hard as she could and hit me in the chest with her fist.
“Now you stay there until I’ve finished with you, young man.
“You’re going to have to hear a few things first,” she continued to complain, but became a little quieter.
“Damn it, why? What’s the point of doing that? You can’t see anything anyway. Can’t you rent a porn movie like all the boys your age? Why are you trying to get on your mother’s nerves? You’ve really destroyed my confidence.
Are you also secretly snooping through my things?” she asked even more.
“No mom, I’ve never done that before. It’s really taboo. I swear to you,” I tried to somehow calm things down.
“Why are you tense? Do you need it so badly?” she asked.
“Well, yes…” I tried to justify myself embarrassed, “that’s because you look so beautiful. You’re nothing like a mother. I was admiring your pretty panties on the clothesline and I really wanted to see how they looked when you wore them.”
“Great.
The brat tries to justify the mess he’s made with a compliment. “That’s bold,” she says, but she’s noticeably calmer.
“Honestly, Mom. Just look in the mirror.
You’re an absolutely incredible woman. If you weren’t my mother, I’d even hit on you in the street,” I tried to keep her in a good mood.
“Don’t overdo it,” she said, a little embarrassed, and I noticed how her anger was slowly evaporating.
She even gently stroked my hair and looked at me with a slight smile.
“Not really. If I say it, then it’s true. Don’t you notice when men dry you off? And it’s not just older people,” I said, trying to distract her somehow.
“I really don’t know. Is it so interesting for you to see me in my underwear that you’d take such a risk and get caught by me?” “You’ve even seen other girls naked,” she continued.
“That’s something different. You look so erotic and I just wanted to know what you were like.
“I can’t explain it any other way,” I tried to justify my actions.
My mother sat upright, completely lost in thought. No one said a word. As if unthinkingly and involuntarily, she put her hand on my leg and lightly stroked my pants.
As if she had reached a conclusion in her thoughts, she suddenly pulled me up and asked: “How would you react if I said I wanted to see your naked upper body now? Or let’s see how your underwear looks on you. I think you’d find it strange, right? Boy, boy! Actually, I should still be very angry with you.
What do I do with you now? Do I have to close all the keyholes now? Or would you like me to watch you when you’re masturbating again?
Bang! That worked. I’d never looked at it that way.
When she realized that the last question had been answered, she pulled me by the collar and took me in her arms and said:
“You see.
Now you know what I mean. I think we should get along again. I think it was just something stupid on your part.”
“Honestly, I’m sorry and I promise you that it will never happen again,” I promised her sincerely and happy that I had escaped so well.
“You could have asked me. Who knows what kind of answer you would have gotten?” she said and pulled me to her and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“It’s hard for me to come up to you and say, ‘Hi Mom, I think you’re hot and I want to see what you look like in panties,'” I replied again, with more courage.
“Well, it sounds a bit weird,” she laughed, “but why not?
Let’s try it the other way around.
“Dear Pedro, I’d like to see your muscular body. “Would you like to take your shirt off?” she asked.
I didn’t know if she was serious or joking with me, so I asked: “Are you joking with me now?” Or…?”
“Do I look like I’m joking with you? I don’t think so.
I’m serious,” she confirmed.
Before I knew it, she was sitting on my lap and asked: “What’s next?” “Yes or no?”
“Sure, sure,” I jumped in, not knowing what she meant.
“Then let’s go. Get rid of your shirt,” she said and started unbuttoning my shirt.
I was amazed and, faster than I’d imagined at the time, the shirt was open. I felt completely different and my cock slowly grew bigger and bigger. I hoped she wouldn’t notice because I was almost sitting on it.
I desperately tried to suppress the growth.
But it remained an attempt. The situation was totally unreal, but it still turned me on.
I had the impression that my mother was trying to teach me a lesson that would stop me from peeping once and for all.
She gently caressed my chest and said: “You really are nice
Not a gram of fat more.”
Then she came and sat on the bed next to me. Thank God, I thought, otherwise she could still feel my erection in her body.
“So, let’s keep playing. Equal rights for both of us.
Now it’s your turn to ask your question,” she said. I looked at her confused, but then asked the question she wanted me to: “Dear Mom, please show me how you look without a jacket, just with a bra?”
“Well, that’s fine,” she said and opened the costume jacket.
“If you ask nicely, you’ll get a polite answer. And now you can see my bra too.”
I stared at her bra, which barely covered her breasts.
“I think you should put your jacket back on. “You don’t seem to like the view,” she said, looking incisively at my crotch, where the bulge in my pants could no longer be hidden.
“No, no,” I said quickly, “I’d like to look around a bit more. You have such beautiful breasts.
They look really great.
“Do you think it won’t be too much for you? If your part keeps growing like that, it might hurt,” she now said, looking directly at my cock.
“That’s fine. That’s because I think you’re really hot,” I tried to justify my situation.
So you can enjoy it a bit more, if you like. “But be careful that your eyes don’t fall out of your head,” she said and continued her lecture. “Do you now realize that you’ll get much further if you ask honestly and risk hearing no, than if you stand there spying and then see nothing at all?”
“Yes… I get that,” I said quietly. What was she doing? Did she want to make me horny and then leave me out in the rain? Was that supposed to be my punishment?
I’d never seen her so much and so closely.
I was still staring at her breasts with my tongue out, wishing I could touch them for once.
“Would you like to touch them too?” she asked smoothly. Could she read my mind? Was my vision so clear? I couldn’t say anything because I was so amazed. I could only nod silently.
But I didn’t dare go there yet.
“Without inhibitions, she asked me again to do what I had been dreaming of for a long time. To confirm that she was serious, she took my hand and placed it on her breast.
I was impressed. I was so horny. She stroked my breast again and said: “You can hold me a little tighter and stroke me there”. They don’t bite.
Excited like a little boy, I started fondling her breast.
“Hmm, you’re doing well,” she said, taking off her jacket completely.
“So now you can see how I look in just a bra, with nothing on top. “Do you at least like it?” she asked.
I shook my head again and said: “Absolutely great.
Even more beautiful than I imagined.”
“How does it feel?”
“Nice and soft and tight. “Your breasts are so big and your nipples are so hard,” I replied with a trembling voice.
“Then don’t keep me waiting and caress my chest a little. “See if my nipples don’t get even bigger,” she continued.
I immediately started caressing her breasts again and playing with her warm nipples.
She started moaning softly and was clearly enjoying it.
I started to really knead her breasts.
I noticed that she was slowly but surely getting aroused. I wondered where this was going. Would she go further or would she wake up immediately and finish abruptly?
At the moment it didn’t look like it.
She fell backwards onto the bed and pulled me to her.
I was still playing with her breast when she gave me a kiss.
Not like a mother and child, but a very warm and intimate kiss, like a man and a woman.
My cock felt like it was locked up, it was so tight in my pants.
I was so horny. Even so, I pulled myself together and just did what she told me and assured me, even if it was difficult for me.
We spent a while dating and I was worried about cumming in my pants. I was almost there.
Then Mom stopped kissing me. That’s it, I thought. Now she comes to her senses.
“What would really have happened if you’d seen me like that when you were teasing me earlier? “Would you have gone to your room to masturbate?” she asked.
“I don’t know… maybe… maybe,” I stammered, blushing as she expressed my thoughts so clearly.
“Is that what you wanted to see through the keyhole? Or did you expect to see something else?” “Did you want to catch me naked or do you just wear sexy lingerie?”
What was the question? It should have been clear to her what a young man of my age wanted.
“Of course I like lingerie… it looks good on you too… but I’d prefer it without,” I admitted openly, having no idea what my mother had in mind for me.
“Then you’d like my breasts even better without a bra,” she said to herself.
I shook my head.
Her voice sounded a little breathless, somehow erotic.
“All right.
So that you never have to sit in front of the keyhole again, now you can take off my bra and have a look at it. ” she offered and turned me around invitingly.
Excited, I played with the clasp and tried to undo the bra.
With the remark: “We still have to practice this so you can do it better next time,” she helped me undo the clasp and started laughing.
Now I could admire her completely exposed breasts. Her nipples stood out, hard and excited. Her breasts weren’t hanging down, but they were still firm and toned.
In fact, she didn’t need a bra. I couldn’t help but stare at the things in fascination.
What else did she say? … just ask next time!… I should… I was already allowed to touch her through the bra… would she allow it again now? … it doesn’t matter… now I wanted to show her that I understood and asked: “Dear Mom, you have beautiful breasts. Can I play with my nipples?”
The mother laughed a lot and said: “My son has learned his lesson. As there is always a reward for obedient students, you can now grab my breasts.”
Now nothing could stop me.
I grabbed her breasts with both hands and kneaded them lightly. I always took turns working on one of her nipples.
She was completely relaxed with her back against my chest and enjoyed my treatment with her eyes closed and said in a low voice: “You’re doing great. You’re incredibly good at this.
Now I’ve caressed your entire upper body. From her neck to her chest to her stomach and back again. She purred like a cat.
I really enjoyed pampering my mother and feeling her getting hotter, hornier and hornier.
For me, the excitement got worse and worse. I would have loved to take my cock out and cum right now. But it was clear to me that my mother would feel taken advantage of and that I would have ruined everything.
So I tried to think of everything possible, except my cock, which of course was very difficult for me.
Now my mother stood up and said: “That was very nice, but I think we should stop now. We’ve gone too far. I think you’ve had more than is good for both of us.” She looked at me a little mischievously.
Did she really mean what she said? Could I change her mind somehow?
“Oh mom.
Now that it’s getting good… why should I stop?” I begged.
“You can do everything, but we can’t do anything else. There has to be an end somehow.”
Should I ask her more directly? Mom said it was okay if she asked questions.
I tried and begged: “Dear Mom.
But I haven’t seen your panties yet. Let me at least see if it suits you. Above all, I really like your stockings.
Now she started to joke and said, not without poking me in the side and tickling me: “Oh, man. What a pain in the ass you are.
You’ve seen more of me than through the keyhole. Are you never satisfied?
“Yes…, but… well… I imagine the rest would be nice too,” I didn’t give up.
“What if you saw that too? Just look at yourself. You already have problems with your dick.” “So you want to run up to your room and masturbate thinking about your mother?” she tried to tease me.
“No… of course not…” I stammered.
“Who are you trying to intimidate now?” “Be honest with me,” I was reprimanded.
“Yes… you’re right…, but the way you say it…”
“How can I say that?”
“So direct.”
It corresponds to the facts.
Why talk about it? I can see that you’d like to enjoy it.
It was very strange. Earlier she had almost slapped me when I was secretly watching her and now she was enjoying teasing me like that. But what she said was true. I was horny to the point of exploding and I wouldn’t even have to masturbate hard to make myself come.
She seemed to think for a moment and then said: “All right. So would you like me to take my skirt off too?
I could only nod.
“I don’t hear anything!”
“Yes, Mom. I’d like you to take your skirt off,” I said quietly.
“Well then… it’s all right…”
She unzipped the zipper very slowly and pulled the skirt down a little so that I could see the beginning of her panties and the indentation of her ass. But then she stopped, turned to me and said: “I don’t know. Do you really want me to show you the rest? What do you have for me?”
I looked at Mom questioningly. I didn’t understand what she meant.
“If I take my skirt off now, you’ll have gotten what you wanted. You could see me half-naked. “What are you giving me in return?” she asked.
“What do you want?” I asked and looked at her expressionlessly.
“Well, yes… think about it… Shouldn’t you offer me something of yourself? Maybe one step at a time?” Mom explained to me.
What should I offer her to get her to take off her skirt? Should I also make myself completely free? Did she really want to see my cock?
“Should I take my clothes off in front of you too?” I asked a little uncertainly.
“Yes, that’s how I imagined it. You can start with your jeans,” she suggested.
Then I understood correctly. I stood on the floor and unbuttoned my pants. As I started to pull them down, my mother slowly lowered her skirt too.
As we both lay on the floor, we looked at each other with our mouths open.
Oh man, the woman looked hot. Her figure was breathtaking. Dressed only in stockings and a thong, she was sin personified.
“Oh man, Mom, you look beautiful,” I let slip.
“But you have a big cock. I never thought it would have become such a beautiful thing,” she said almost in a whisper, without responding to my words.
I looked down and blushed slightly. My underwear couldn’t contain the head of my cock.
Mom stroked my chest, down to my belly and when she came with the back of her hand against my glans, she immediately pulled back and released me. She licked her dry lips and lay back on the bed. I stopped, somewhat indecisively.
Mom pulled me by the hand so that I was lying on the bed too. She couldn’t take her eyes off my abdomen. It was the same for me. I kept looking at her too.
Very shyly, I ran my hand lightly over her nylon-stockinged leg. I stopped where the bare flesh began and let my hand return to her feet. Man, this woman looks hot in black stockings and panties.
Mom moaned with excitement and stroked my leg, lost in thought, still looking at my panties.
Could a woman get as excited as a man if she saw him naked? Somehow it seemed that way, because Mom had forgotten everything around her. I wriggled on the bed, my underwear being pulled down a little further. As a result, my cock was now hanging out to its full length and only my sack was still hidden.
It seemed that mom liked it even more.
When I stroked her legs a little higher, she automatically spread them so wide that I now had a clear view of her panties. To my dismay, it still completely covered her pussy, but I could see that she was getting wetter there.
A sign that not only was I excited to the point of exploding, but so was my mother.
“Do you like touching your legs when your socks are still on or do you prefer it without them?” she asked so quietly that I could barely understand her.
“I think… that nylon stockings are much more erotic and mysterious. Almost a bit kinky. “It’s really nice when you stroke it…” I admitted honestly.
“So, please, keep stroking me.
“I like the feeling when you touch me like that too,” she moaned softly.
I stroked her legs with both hands, always stopping at the top of her stockings and going back down.
I could admire all her beauty. There wasn’t a hair sticking out of her panties and I wondered if that pussy was shaved or not.
Now we were slightly opposite each other and could look directly at the objects of our desires.
Mom also stroked my legs, but to my dismay she didn’t touch my cock, she just continued on my belly. I was unbelievably horny and needed some relaxation.
Mom’s panties became more and more transparent due to the humidity.
The outline of her horny pussy was clearly visible. I simply couldn’t resist and ran my finger along those lines. Instead of resisting, as I had almost expected, she spread her legs even wider. To me it seemed like an invitation to continue.
I got up and lay down so that we were lying next to each other again. As my underwear was bothering me, I simply took it off completely without asking my mother.
She looked at me with wide eyes, but didn’t protest. I lay down so that I could suck on her breast.
It was like a dream. I could lie freely on those wonderful breasts while I caressed her entire upper body. I began to touch her again in her sanctuary. I got bolder and now rubbed her clitoris.
Mom moaned with excitement and gave me a hot kiss. We let our tongues dance faster and faster.
I had never experienced such an emotional and erotic game. I intensely absorbed every movement and every touch.
Normally it would all be over for me and I would have come a long time ago. But now I had the feeling that I could go on like this for hours, even though I was horny.
I simply pushed my panties aside and touched the center of my desire for the first time. A shiver ran down my spine and made me shiver.
Even when I carefully slipped a finger into her wet hole and groped her innermost being, my mother held out. Meanwhile, I continued to stimulate her clitoris with my thumb. Mom squirmed against me with excitement and started rubbing my cock with her leg. I had to move away a little, otherwise I would have squirted all over her.
It was too hot to feel her stockinged leg on my cock. But she immediately came up behind me again and rubbed my cock.
Mom… please don’t… I can’t take it…” I moaned and started fucking her even harder with my finger.
Suddenly, she pushed my hand away and sat up.
‘Shit… if only I’d shut up… now she’s awake and it’s all over,’ I thought.
My mother looked deeply at me and asked: “You seem to be having some small problems. Why can’t I touch you while you play with my clit and stick your fingers in my soaked pussy?
“Yes… you can…, but… it’s just…” I stammered. I was a little embarrassed to tell her directly why I’d avoided it.
“Are you embarrassed about it?” she simply continued.
“No! Not at all. It’s just…”
“So you want to stop…” Mom said and smiled at me.
“Ooooohhh no… not at all….
I’d like to continue…, but… ah, shit… I can’t tell you like this…” I tried to somehow make it clear to her how things were going with me.
“So what. Then everything’s clear,” she said, rubbing my cock lightly with her foot.
I moaned and said: “Please, Mom… stop a moment…. I can’t…”
But Mom probably wanted to take everything to the extreme. She definitely knew how things were with me. Why did she torture me like that?
I couldn’t just cum now. If I spurted all over her legs, she’d definitely think I was a quick squirt and this game would be over. She slid her toes over my cock again and again.
“Come on, tell me what’s wrong with you.
“I want to hear it,” I was told.
“Mae what are you doing…. I’m so horny… aaaahhh… please take your foot off… Damn, I’m coming soon!!! “I’m going to come!!!” I shouted.
I had to pull myself together with all my might. The sensation of the nylon stockings on my cock finished me off.
“If only you’d said long before that your cock has a cold and is about to get a runny nose.
You’re probably afraid that I’ll be disappointed. You don’t have to be afraid of that. I know I’ve teased you to no end and now it’s time for you.
You just have to say it. Maybe I can help you.
She pushed my legs apart, squatted between them and took my cock in her hands. “Now I’m going to show you what you’re missing if you keep doing this,” she said and began to masturbate me lightly.
I heard the angels singing. This woman knew exactly how to drive a man crazy.
“Well, what’s it like?” “Does your hot cock like being jerked off?” she asked in a really vulgar way. I’d never heard anything like that from her before.
But I really liked the way she expressed herself like that. It showed me that she was as turned on as I was.
“Yes… it’s beautiful… aahhh… be careful….
“I’m coming…” I moaned.
Mom stopped immediately and said with a smile: “I don’t think so. If I stop now, it’ll all be over.”
“Please, Mom, finish. I can’t take it anymore,” I begged.
“Well, if you ask me so politely, then I don’t want to be like this,” she said and leaned over my cock. The glans was completely wet from the drops that had already fallen. Before I could think, she put my cock in her mouth and started sucking it.
“Mom….
Attention…. “I can’t take it anymore…” I shouted and tried, without enthusiasm, to free my cock. I had no idea how my mother would react if I squirted all the cream into her mouth or face.
But she didn’t allow herself to be dissuaded and instead sucked even harder.
She let me go deep down her throat. I couldn’t understand how she did it. Now she started jerking me off hard and squeezing my balls lightly.
I couldn’t stand it any longer.
I shouted as a warning: “I’m going to cum”.
And then the cum just poured out of me. Instead of turning her head to the side, which I expected, she just sucked harder, so I squirted it all into her mouth.
I cringed again and again and, moaning loudly, shot one spurt after another. She swallowed each one without a single drop leaving her mouth.
When I’d finished, she continued licking as if nothing had happened and cleaned my cock of all the sperm residue.
She licked the head again and then stood up.
“So. Now we can continue in peace without the pressure on you being too great and we’ll both get more out of it.
Otherwise, you would have cum completely uncontrollably and I wouldn’t have eaten any of your cum. I love swallowing cum and sucking cock. It makes me so horny,” my mother said and lay back with her legs spread.
“Now it’s your turn.
I’ll be surprised what you come up with,” she explained to me.
I immediately started stroking her legs again, tracing the shapes of her pussy with my fingers.
My finger was completely wet.
“Damn boy.
Now she was lying in front of me, completely naked.
She was completely shaved and the lips of her pussy glistened with moisture. I eagerly took in her warm scent.
Since my mother had relieved me of the great pressure, I could now concentrate entirely on her.
I was still hornier than ever, but I didn’t need to rush anything anymore.
Again and again, like a cat walking through a bush, I stroked her pleasure center and then briefly passed through her slit again and massaged her clitoris.
She struggled back and forth and moaned constantly. Whenever I hit her clit, she raised her ass and pressed herself against my hand.
“Oh yes, you’re doing great. You’re making me horny,” I heard her say softly.
She looked incredibly hot, lying there with her eyes closed and wearing only stockings. I couldn’t get enough of that image.
Now my pressure on her pussy became stronger and she literally resisted my hand.
She seemed to be no longer in this world, but far away in the realm of pleasure. She squirmed under my hands and you could see that her body was screaming for satisfaction.
It was the first time I’d been able to feel a hairless pussy, since my previous girlfriends (unfortunately only two where I’d managed to get this far) had thick hair.
Mom’s hand found my cock and stroked it. The touch was light as a breath, but it had a greater impact than if she had pulled it out brutally.
I played this game for a long time, running one hand all over her body without stopping to stroke her pussy with the other.
For a moment she was with me again and moaned: “You’re driving me crazy.
I can’t stand it any longer.”
She was totally wet and her swollen clitoris showed cheekily through the slit.
I pulled away completely and let this beautiful sight have its effect on me. I had never seen anything so beautiful and exciting before.
I completely forgot to continue caressing her.
Now my mother looked at me with a loving smile and said: “I don’t like to disturb your thoughts, but it would be nice if you did something. It doesn’t matter what. Just do it!
I would have loved to lie on top of her and push my cock into her. But I was worried that she wasn’t ready yet and that it would echo in me later.
I had no way of knowing how far she would let herself go. So I stroked her beautifully shaved pussy again. Mom started squirming back and forth again.
Since she had put my cock in her mouth, I thought she probably wouldn’t mind if I licked her too.
I carefully ran my tongue over her pussy and absorbed her juices. I’d never done anything like this before and I was surprised that I liked the juice from that pussy so much.
As there was no defensive reaction, just a lustful moan, I became bolder and began to lick her completely. I even stuck my tongue into her hot hole and fucked her lightly with it, only to work on her clitoris again the next moment.
“Uhhh, mhh, yeah, that’s nice. “Go on,” I heard her say as she pressed her abdomen towards me.
I ran my tongue up to her rear entrance and circled it too. Then she squirmed so hard against me that even my nose disappeared into her hole.
Now I took her clitoris between my lips and literally sucked it.
I kept alternating between licking and sucking. My mother got more and more excited and started playing with her own breasts.
As if a floodgate had been opened, love juice flowed out of her.
I licked and sucked like crazy to absorb everything and not let anything escape.
Her abdomen began to squirm more and more. She couldn’t be far from an orgasm.
Her moans got louder and her breathing became more irregular and when I stopped briefly to take a breath, she shouted: “Don’t stop.
Keep going. Fuck me with your tongue. Tear my clit off with your lips. “Lick my pussy dry.”
Man, the woman was so horny.
I was now licking furiously, when I pushed another finger into her hot hole and fucked her hard, that was it for her.
Her face contorted and her hand pressed tensely on her lower stomach.
She screamed loudly: “I’m coming, aaahhhhh.” She pressed my head so hard against her pussy with her hands that I could hardly breathe.
One wave after another shook her body and gave her a continuous mega orgasm.
She had lost control of herself and was nothing but a bundle of lust.
I didn’t stop licking her, I just softened again and let my finger rest in her hole as I felt her orgasm slowly subside.
I started stroking her gently all over her body, not missing her breasts, giving special treatment to her nipples.
I carefully let my fingers wander around her pussy again and immediately went back to treating only her breasts.
Her breathing, which had just recovered a little, began to become more unsteady and shallow again.
“Please touch my breasts. Massage them,” Mom begged.
I had a lot of fun pampering her with such affection because I could tell she was floating on a cloud of pleasure again.
Strangely, it was easy for me to put aside my own lust and worry only about my mother’s feelings.
It was incomprehensible to me that she could continue to enjoy my game after such a powerful orgasm.
I saw her slit blossoming like a flower and parted her pussy lips wide to get a good look at everything.
I couldn’t resist and let my tongue circle around her clitoris again.
Suddenly, I noticed a slight pain in my shoulder. She held on tight and dug her nails into my flesh.
But it was more of a sweet pain and I was happy to accept it for the warm sight it offered me.
Her grip increased and she used her legs to press my head firmly into her pussy like a vise.
Then, totally unexpectedly for me, within a few minutes she came again with a short scream, for the second time. Not as strong as the first orgasm, but still with high intensity, as I could tell from the spasms in her body.
Now I left her pussy alone and just stroked her legs and belly lightly. I liked the feel of her stockings on my body.
It took two or three minutes for my mother to return to earth. She looked at me with a loving smile and gently stroked my hair.
She looked very happy and relaxed. There was absolute silence between us and no one wanted to interrupt the harmony of our feelings.
We just looked deeply into each other’s eyes and could read each other’s happiness.
As she stood there, I admired and adored her even more than before.
In her sexy nakedness she was the most beautiful woman imaginable.
If I already loved her as a mother, I realized now that I was beginning to see, love and desire her more and more as a woman.
She was now the first to break the silence and say affectionately: “Thank you, my boy.
Thank you 1000 times.
You have given me the most beautiful feelings. “Never before has a man been able to bring me to such powerful climaxes in such quick succession.”
I was so proud to hear such praise from my mother and replied: “That wasn’t difficult at all, no matter how hot you were. It was wonderful to be able to experience something like that with you.”
“Nevertheless. At least you held back and just concentrated on me.
“I’ve never experienced that before, that a man puts his own feelings on the back burner and only thinks about satisfying the woman,” she continued to compliment me and, completely oblivious to herself, stroked my pleasure stick, which was still hard as a rock and also waiting to be released.
“
“How beautiful you think it was to see you float off into another world.”
“I don’t know how you managed to make me forget everything around me. I was riding a wave of pleasure. “You played me like an instrument from which you extract a love song,” she tried to explain her feelings to me.
“I think I’ve had enough time to recover.
Now I’m going to take care of you a bit. After all, I totally neglected you and only thought about myself,” she said and began to caress my chest.
“But Mom, you don’t have to if you can’t do it anymore. “I can wait or even do without,” I said, secretly thinking of the best way to masturbate.
“I really believe you.
But I’m not an old woman yet and I’ll still fuck a young man like you, even after an adventure like that,” she said, laughing out loud.
She took my cock in her hand and pulled it lightly and tenderly, saying:
“I’m still impressed by how big and beautiful it is. I think I could get used to your cock forever.”
This statement hit me like a thunderbolt. Perhaps this means that there should be a continuation of our game on other days? I didn’t dare hope for such good luck and gave myself over entirely to the charm my mother gave me with her hand.
I would have loved to attack her and fuck her until she collapsed, but I had the impression that, despite everything, she wasn’t ready for this final step.
Somehow I could understand that too. After all, it’s not an everyday occurrence when a son fucks his mother and the fact that she has a certain inhibition threshold is probably understandable.
But I was happy with what I had and now I have.
“Now you don’t do anything to me and let me spoil you,” she said and started sucking my cock.
I couldn’t suppress a loud moan when her tongue touched my glans and began to play. Her hair tickled my stomach and increased the erotic effect many times over.
Her tongue circled my glans and slowly made its way down the shaft until she grabbed my balls and let them disappear into her mouth.
Now it was my turn to disappear into the clouds. She gave me feelings I didn’t even know existed.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the dance of her tongue.
Then she let my glans disappear into her mouth and gently opened the slit of the glans with her tongue.
It felt very warm as she knelt in front of me and her breasts swayed back and forth with every movement of her head.
As my mother was an experienced woman, she knew how I felt by the contraction of my cock. She sucked my part hard again and then released me.
She sat in front of me with her legs spread so that her lips were open and I could take a look at her pussy.
She looked at me lovingly and asked: “Should I take my socks off now too?” Wouldn’t you rather see me completely naked now?
“No, definitely NOT. Please keep your socks on,” I asked her. “That looks so hot.”
Actually, this woman needs a gun license, no matter how smart she looks now, I thought when I saw her sitting there.
I couldn’t get enough of looking at her as beautiful as she was. She had an erotic charisma that almost drove me crazy. I couldn’t resist and inserted a finger into her hole. She moaned hornily and took my cock in her hand again.
I fucked her with my fingers and sucked her breasts like a baby.
“Oh God, my boy. “You’re making me cum again,” she shouted with a giggle and suddenly stood up.
She got down on her knees and stretched her ass out for me.
A little unsure because I didn’t know exactly what she wanted, I took my fingers again and slipped them in.
“Now enough with the finger,” she said and I quickly pulled it out again.
She was still lying in front of me with her ass up.
She didn’t want me to—? No, I answered myself.
Impossible. She wants something else. But what?
“Holy shit. “How long are you going to make me horny?” she shouted, feigning annoyance.
“Come on. Do I need to be any clearer? – Now finally put your cock in my pussy and fuck me as hard as you can,” she shouted and now it was clear to me what was expected of me.
Strange, but true. In the destiny of my most beautiful dreams.
I was allowed to fuck my own mother.
It was over for me. I hammered my cock deep into her hole, eliciting a small cry of surprise from my mother.
When it had completely disappeared inside her, I remained completely still for a moment, enjoying this completely new sensation.
After all, it wasn’t just any woman.
The same thing happened to my mother. She also remained still for a moment. A penny for her thoughts, I thought, and then she wiggled her ass.
Now nothing could stop me. I slowly began to fuck her.
She moaned louder and louder and came against me with every thrust. I was so wild and the hole was so well lubricated that I even slipped back.
But I didn’t let myself be intimidated and quickly sent my cock back into her dark cavern.
I pushed harder and harder and couldn’t hold back any longer. I injected my seed deep into her womb. I unloaded into her again and again.
“Oh no. Please, not yet,” my mother screamed when she realized she was coming towards me. But it was too late. After I’d injected her with everything, she turned her head to me and said: “It’s a shame, I wish I’d had a bit more time like this.
But I can understand, no matter how excited you are.
But I wasn’t deterred and continued to drive my cock in and out.
As horny as I was and as hot as the situation was, my cock didn’t get any smaller.
I had a constant erection. I never thought anything like that existed and I certainly never thought it would happen to me, of all people.
Now my mother also realized what was happening to me and said with pleasant surprise: “I just can’t believe it. The guy pumps me to overflowing and his cock doesn’t even get any smaller. On the contrary. I have the feeling that it’s even bigger.”
“That has to be you.
“You’re better than any packet of Viagra,” I said.
“Let’s go. Lie down. Now I want to ride you.
“I want to feel you as deeply as I can,” she instructed. I lay on my back and before I knew it she was on top of me and absorbing her joy again. She slowly lowered herself until he disappeared completely inside her.
Now began a diabolical journey.
She kept rising and falling with full force. I was ridden hard by her like a stubborn stallion. Our bodies just slammed into each other.
This woman was starting to scare me.
Anyone who has ever had a woman like that would never let her go again in their life.
Again and again she drove my spear so deep into her abdomen that I felt myself hitting her cervix with every thrust.
I stood up a little and began to massage her breasts.
“Oh yes. That’s nice. Squeeze my breasts. “Wash them until the milk turns to cream,” she shouted.
I was happy to do that. I’d also make butter out of the drop that was in her pussy if she wanted me to.
We forgot everything around us. There was nothing else in this world except the two of us.
We existed as one body, with two halves. The two of us consisted only of lust and lust.
Now I asked her to get down and lie on her back.
She moved closer and looked at me questioningly.
“I’d like to fuck you from the front, because I can look into your eyes when I thrust into you.”
“But of course. “Go ahead,” she said and lay back willingly.
I wanted to delay her a little longer to prolong our pleasure.
I started licking her ripe pussy again and tasting her juices mixed with my seed.
I eagerly licked off the goo and gently and carefully bit her clitoris again. She screamed loudly and I thought it was too wild and that it had hurt her.
But then she shouted: “Do it again. That was nice.”
I was happy to oblige.
I licked it all over again and bit it again, in a totally unexpected, light and tender way. She squealed briefly again.
Now I knelt between her legs, which were spread wide, and began to run my cock along her slit.
She pushed her pussy towards me and tried to grab my cock with her pussy.
Now I didn’t want to torture her anymore and I entered her with pleasure.
She had her eyes closed and it was great to watch her facial expressions. I could read everything on her face.
I was still moving very slowly towards her, enjoying this game of delay.
Then came the moment when she no longer wanted to be contained. I realize now that she wants it all. I continued slowly anyway. I wanted her to come out of her shell again and shout her demands.
She didn’t keep me waiting long and, forgetting everything around her, shouted: “Do it. Fuck me right. My pussy wants more.
Now she was ready. I fucked her as hard as I had ever done in my life.
I thrust again and again, then pulled back a little, only to thrust again just as hard.
Her face became more and more distorted, but she looked even more beautiful than usual.
I hoped she would come soon, because at this rate I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. I wanted her to come first.
She started rubbing her clit like crazy and literally screamed at me: “Come on, you horny pussy licker. Is that all? Finally fuck me harder. I want to feel your cock so hard that it comes out of my throat.
Fuck my pussy until it hurts.
That was complete madness. She shot up like a rocket and rubbed her clit, I was afraid she was going to hurt herself.
Her face was wet with sweat and her breathing was irregular.
With my help, she continuously worked herself to the end and ordered me: “Go on, work on my tits.
Fuck my pussy, but keep it up.
I’ve achieved a real feat. I fucked her obsessively, massaging her nipples with one hand.
With my other hand I grabbed her ass and moved my finger to her rear entrance.
Her ass was completely smeared with our goo and when I carefully tried to insert my finger, her asshole immediately gave way.
I pulled away and then shoved it all the way into her ass with one thrust and immediately started finger fucking her there.
That was really too much for my mother. She clung to my legs and then her whole body shook and began to twitch convulsively. She screamed loudly again and again.
My cock was literally milked out of her pussy and then it was all over for me. I also had to scream to get some air from the orgasm I was having. Again I pumped all my juices into her womb.
I moved towards her and stayed where I was. My cock was still inside her, but I noticed how it was now turning into a pile of misery.
I rolled over and lay on my back. Then I pulled my mother into my arms and started kissing her lightly and gently, without touching her in any other way.
My mother was also completely exhausted, but she returned my kisses and nibbled my tongue tenderly. We didn’t say a word for a while. We just wanted to feel each other.
A few minutes later, I pulled her close to me and said, looking deeply into her eyes: “Dear mother.
That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced. I love you more than anything and I will never give you back.”
“Thank you, my son. I love you so much. No man has ever taken me to such heights.
I’ve already come three times in such a short space of time. That’s never happened to me before. You’re the best lover a woman could ask for. “I’m spoiled by the world of men because I’d compare them all to you,” she said and kissed me again for a long time.
We were both exhausted and slowly fell asleep. I woke up briefly and there I was, lying with my mother in my arms and holding her breast in my hand. So it wasn’t a dream after all. I continued to sleep happily.
At some point in the morning I woke up because something was moving near me.
It was my mother who slowly woke up. We both lay on our sides. I lay behind her and snuggled close to her.
My morning erection pressed firmly against her ass. My mother turned slightly and gave me a kiss and asked: “Well, my young lover, did you sleep well?”
“How do you manage to sleep with such a beautiful woman in your arms? Of course, better than ever,” I replied and kissed her too.
Then she reached out and took my cock in her hand and said jokingly: “What have we got here?” Ah, at least now I know what I was pressing all along.”
My cock grew again in her hand and I noticed how my blood began to pulse strongly.
“Man, it’s grown again. You never get tired!” she said, but she didn’t let go either.
I couldn’t resist and rubbed her clitoris lightly. Everything was still wet.
Or again? I didn’t know. I took my cock and rubbed it over her pussy.
“I don’t think so. The guy wants to go again.
Let’s go. Push it in,” my mother told me.
I quickly did her a favor and started fucking her from behind.
She immediately worked up again and pushed her ass towards me with every thrust.
She wanted a say in the rhythm.
Once again, only our sighs and moans could be heard.
I fucked her wild and hard. No foreplay, no warm-up. Just uninhibited fucking.
But I realized that she wanted it to be the same at this point.
Thank God I was pretty stable because of our game last night and I’d been able to fuck her for a long time. She got more and more excited and her accent started to get a bit more powerful again.
“Aahh, yes, oohhh.
Fuck me mercilessly. Don’t do anything else. Just fuck me in my pussy. Give me your cock.
Impale my pussy.
As an obedient son, I was happy to oblige her. 😉
I fucked her like a rabbit. That was just uninhibited sex. Nothing more romantic.
The addiction to satisfaction was in the foreground.
We were both close to our climax. That’s how we wanted it too. It was just a question of who would capitulate first on this difficult journey.
Then my mother seemed to.
Her face contorted, her moans got louder and she started uttering vulgar words again:
“Aahh, fuck. My pussy wants to be fucked.
If she carried on like this, I would still end up winning the race, although I would have liked to let her go first.
But I had to realize that I didn’t know her well enough while I was fucking her. I still have a lot to learn if I want to know exactly when the time will come.
She came with a primal scream and literally leaned on my cock.
Her face reflected all the pleasure she was feeling. That was the signal for me. With all my strength I began to unload myself into her pussy.
When I pulled out of her pussy after our orgasm had subsided, all my juices gushed out.
First of all, I was completely exhausted and my mother seemed to feel the same way.
She looked at me with a smile and said: “Yes, yes. A quickie in the morning takes all your worries away.”
I had to laugh and asked: “Why were you worried so early?”
“Not exactly,” she said, snuggling into my arm.
“But when I woke up I was already thinking about what to do next. After all, what we do here isn’t exactly normal. After all, we are mother and son. Even if we forget that for a few hours.”
“We can carry on like this if you want us too.
Nobody finds out,” I said quickly, with the great hope that they would agree and that it wouldn’t end abruptly.
“That sounds easy now. I like the idea of having you as a young lover too. Especially after you showed me how incredibly sensitive and loving you can be.
I’ve never had such a beautiful night and I could get used to this kind of awakening. But can we really hide this from everyone? For example, what you’ve just experienced is still written all over your face. And if you have a
young man, know what you love. Am I ruled out then? Maybe I’m too old to look for something else then.
“Think about it too,” she shared her worries and concerns with me.
“I think I can take your worries away.”
“First of all, I love you more than anything and as I’ve known since last night, as a woman. “I thought I loved you because you were my mother, but last night I realized that at some point that changed and I really do love and desire you as a woman.”
“Secondly, I’ve always liked women who are a bit more mature. I’ve never been able to do anything with inexperienced, superficial hens.
That’s why my relationships never lasted long.”
“Thirdly, if we pay attention, no one will notice either. “We don’t need to do this in public,” I tried to calm his worries and hoped I’d succeeded.
“If you see it that way, we can try it together. But if you find someone else, I want to be the first to know.
I hate infidelity and being betrayed is even worse. I’ll agree if you promise to always be completely honest and never lie to me. That would be the worst thing you could do to me,” my mother relented and at the same time laid down her conditions.
“It’s obvious.
I’d hate to be betrayed in the same way. But you don’t have to be afraid.” “I’ve found the woman of my dreams and I’m never going to give her up,” I said and kissed her with pure happiness.
“There’s one more thing,” she said after I let go of her again.
“We’re leaving mother and child out now. That seems a bit strange to me. From today onwards only
Ana and Pedro.
Is that clear?”
and laughs.
“Where will this lead if you only have one thought?
“I don’t know if I can handle being an old woman,” Ana laughed too and started tickling me.
We ran around the beds and behaved like children. When things started moving towards sex again, Ana interrupted us and said: “I think we should stop here and leave this for later. I need a coffee first.
And I could also have breakfast.
There she pulled me up and dragged me out of the room, pulling me by the hand. As naked as we were, we went into the kitchen.
Completely naked? – Indeed. Ana was still wearing her exciting stockings and looked like a goddess.
We chatted happily over breakfast. Then personal hygiene was ordered.
We both squeezed into the shower, which was too small, and ended up back in bed without drying off and fucked again as if for the last time.
We couldn’t get out of bed this Sunday.
It was a cycle: eat, shower, fuck, sleep, eat. Then Sunday ended and we both had to go back to work on Monday.
After that stormy weekend, things slowly started to return to normal.
We still had sex whenever we could and we always invented new kinds of love. But we could also lie naked and cozy in bed and just stroke each other gently until we fell asleep.
After two months, I finished my internship. Unfortunately, my boss couldn’t hire me, even though he wanted to, and gave me another month’s work so that I could look for something new in peace.
Ana and I celebrated the exam in a restaurant with a good meal and a sip of wine. Then we continued the party in bed.
It was another hot night.
Two weeks later, Ana received an offer to open a new branch in another city.
We thought it over and took a look at the new town. We liked it there and moved in very quickly. The company got us a very nice, spacious apartment and covered all the costs.
Thanks to my good references, I found work very quickly.
But the best thing about it was that nobody knew us here. All the neighbors thought we were married because we never told anyone anything about mother and son. They whispered something about the age difference, but always referred to us as Mr… and wife….
Of course, we let everyone believe that. Now we didn’t have to hide like that anymore.
Now, years later, we still live together in the same apartment as husband and wife.
We both still love each other and are just as crazy about each other as we were in the beginning.
We keep our sex life young and fresh because we talk about everything and everyone expresses their thoughts. We experiment a lot and enrich our sex with it, or we reject it again because it’s nothing. In any case, we’re open to everything and that’s how we receive our love.
