I had a dream last night that was so intense it felt real. In my dream, I was having sex with my mother in our family bedroom. She was on her hands and knees, and I was behind her, fucking her doggy-style. Even though I couldn’t see her face, I knew exactly who she was. It was an incredible feeling, but the dream ended when I woke up with a wet panties.
As soon as I woke up, my cock didn’t stop throbbing; it wanted more. While I replayed the dream in my head, I jacked off and came again. Before this dream, I never thought of my mother as a sexual object, even though I liked to jerk off watching her have sex with my father. Every night, I would go to bed early, close my eyes, and pretend that they were having sex. My mom was a real turn-on in bed; I often saw her sucking my dad’s cock and letting him fuck her ass. Maybe that’s why I had the dream because in my fantasies, I always imagined screwing her.
I imagined licking her pussy, slowly fucking her ass, and coming all over her face. It’s a shame that in the darkness of night while my parents were having sex, I couldn’t see the details of her body; my fertile imagination made up for everything. My dad used to be away on business trips often, and lately, Mom had been working late as well. She’d tell me she didn’t have time for anything during the day, and that didn’t bother me much since I was alone with my parents’ pornography.
I even had a favorite tape of an older, voluptuous woman fucking two young guys. Watching it, I imagined those guys screwing my mother. Admit it, fantasizing about my mom turned me on so much; even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t control myself. The windows in our kitchen look directly out to the front door, and from there, you can see who comes into the house. One night, I stood there looking out the window, waiting for Mom. The streetlight was strong, and from our third floor, we had a perfect view.
After some time, a car pulled up; it was a black jeep. Two people got out – a woman and a man. At first, I didn’t know who they were, but looking closer, I saw my mom in the woman. They entered, and I went to my room to make the bed. Thirty minutes passed, and I was worried because Mom hadn’t come home yet. I ran to the kitchen and looked out the window; the car was still parked there, so I decided to go up on the porch and find Mom.
But before I could reach the door, I heard a key turn, the door opened, and there was my mom standing there. She looked like a total whore. She was drunk, her hair messy, lipstick smeared, and a drop of white liquid still not dry on her shoulder. I immediately knew why she had taken so long in the entrance; but I didn’t let Mom know that I had figured it out. My mother also didn’t want to explain anything to me; she started undressing quietly and went straight to the bathroom while
I went to my room, thinking about what Mom had done in the entrance. The next day, the same thing happened, only this time, I was a lot more curious. I got ready ahead of time, turned off the kitchen light so that Mom would think I was sleeping, and as soon as she entered the house with the same man, I left the apartment. I heard two people enter the elevator and decided to go up a little higher to avoid being caught by my mom; but the elevator stopped between the second and third floor and didn’t move anymore.
I imagined they had stopped on purpose so they could fuck. While descending, I heard Mom moaning in the elevator. I couldn’t resist and started to jerk off listening to her moans right there at the landing. It was 3 am, and our entrance was silent; nobody could catch me doing that. After finishing what I had to do, I went back to my apartment and went to my room. I lay in bed, jerking off and imagining Mom being fucked like a complete whore, how she was sucking in the elevator like a total slut, how she was being filled in every hole.
After jerking off until I felt satisfied, I slept peacefully without waiting for my mom. I woke up to a noise in the hallway; I heard that someone was getting ready to leave. I looked at my clock; it was exactly 4 am. The door slammed loudly, and I thought it might be my mom, but decided to check anyway. I got up from bed and went towards Mom’s room. A nightlight was on next to her bed, and my mom, drunk and naked, was snoring. The blanket had been thrown off, and she was lying on her side wearing a short blouse and black stockings.
I couldn’t resist and grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket to start taking photos of her. I made sure not to make any noise. My dick was hard; I had never seen my mom naked before. I wanted to take as many pictures as possible, but unfortunately, I wasn’t able to see or photograph her vagina. After making sure she was sleeping deeply, I decided to explore her body. Carefully, I turned her over and started examining her vagina. It was waxed, and the aroma was tempting. My vision darkened, my mind got foggy, and at some point, I caught myself thinking that I wasn’t just admiring my mother’s naked body but also licking her pussy with all my strength.
I was so turned on that my dick was begging for attention, and my mom slept peacefully, feeling only occasional waves of pleasure and breathing heavily. After licking my mother’s vagina well, I decided to turn her back over again. Still scared that she would wake up, I resolved to turn off the light. After doing so, I wanted to kiss my mother on the lips. It was getting lighter outside. As I approached her face, I noticed her mouth was slightly open. Maybe I had completely lost my mind, but I took off my pants and put my dick right in front of my mother’s face; she still slept peacefully.
I moved my dick over her face, the sperm bubbling in my testicles, I didn’t understand what was happening to me. Completely out of it, I put my penis in my mother’s lips and started moving it. The pleasure was indescribable. Suddenly, to my surprise, Mom opened her eyes and said: “Paul, you’re doing this again!?” I took a step back with fear. Paul was my mother’s boss; he was the one taking her there every night.
Perceiving that she didn’t recognize me, I decided to continue what I had started. I put my penis in my mother’s lips again. To my surprise, she opened her mouth slightly and managed to push her head forward. Before I could do anything with my mother’s mouth, a wave of pleasure overwhelmed me, and I came. I recovered my senses just in time, realizing that my mom might choke, and I pulled out my dick, shooting sperm onto the pillow, hitting her face a little. My dick didn’t think about stopping there.
I decided to go all the way and have sex with my mother. As she was lying on her side, it was easy. I pulled one of her legs up to her chest and positioned myself behind her. Like I found out later, my mom wasn’t against anal sex, and her boss had taken advantage of this. I wet my finger with saliva and decided to test my mother’s ass. Slowly, I inserted the first two fingers. Mom felt it, moaned, and adjusted her butt. My dick almost exploded at the sight. I slid my cock up her anus after taking out my fingers; they were covered in a white sticky mucus. Most likely, my mom had already been fucked in the ass by her boss before me and had come there too.
But that didn’t stop me from fucking her again after him. It even felt easy to move inside of her, despite the tight hole squeezing my dick hard. I was simply in heaven while fucking her. Mom, of course, tried to open her eyes to see what was happening. Sometimes she would try to caress her clit and mine, but it was difficult. She held onto the bedhead with her hands, moaned, called for her boss’s name, and kept asking me not to stop. After a short period, I realized that the waves of orgasm were flooding me with renewed vigor, and I didn’t stop or prolong the moment.
I came on my mother’s ass, my eyes rolled back, and for a second, I thought the devil had possessed me. I came in her ass and took my semi-hard dick to her lips so she could lick what was left. She didn’t do it with much skill or eroticism, since she was very drunk, but it was enough for my dick to get hard again and conquer her vagina. I turned her over, lay between her legs, and fucked her. The pleasure lasted a little while and I came before having time to properly screw her.
When coming, I squeezed on top of her and collapsed against her body. I didn’t pull my dick out of her; I just lay there and ejaculated all my sperm inside her. I didn’t think if it was good or bad, if my mother would recognize me or not. I wasn’t interested in any of that. I lay on her, buried like a child in a big warm nest, and smiled with happiness.
