Mom Becomes My Lover


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My name is Tommy, It’s Saturday morning, and I wake up to the smell of my mom cooking breakfast downstairs. I get out of my bed, and head to the shower and jump in real quick, getting out of the shower I put on a loose fitting pair f shorts as always, and head down to the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen I see my mother Rose standing at the stove cooking breakfast.

“Good Morning Mom.” I say to her. She jumps slightly.

“Good Morning Tommy, you scared me.” She replies and laughs. My father passed away three years ago, and it left my mother to raise me all by herself. She was standing there in this raggedy old housecoat she loved so much, it had a few holes here and there.

My mother and I sat down to eat having a little conversation while eating. My mom looks over at me with these green eyes. I could tell she wanted to either say or ask me something.

“How’s Debbie?” She asks.

“She’s fine.” I reply. But we are no longer seeing one another anymore.”

“Why not?” My mother asks in a concerned voice.

“It’s ok mom we decided to just be friends, its better that way.” Mom looks over at me.

“Well a sexy young man like yourself will find a girl in no time.”

“I hope so mom.” I reply. “It’s been three months now, and I am still waiting.” After breakfast I help my mom with the dishes, and go watch television. The first show that I absolutely love to watch is Jerry Springer at nine along with a few other shows that I love to watch on Saturday mornings. After Jerry Springer went off I headed upstairs to use the bathroom.

“That’s the only thing wrong with this house, no bathroom downstairs.” I think to myself and chuckle just a bit. Upon getting to the bathroom I hear my mom in the bathroom moaning in pleasure, but the funny thing is she is moaning my name. Startled I run back downstairs, and continue watching television. Later on that night at dinner I sit there all quiet and mom looks over at me yet again.

“Why so quiet, your not usually like this.” Mom asks. Lifting my eyes off my plate I look over at her.

“Mom, can I ask you a question?”

“Yes son you can ask me anything, you know that.” Rose replies. Now looking at her I begin to get a rise in my shorts cause she is wearing a pair of pj’s with the top two buttons undone, showing more cleavage than usual. I start out to ask my question not knowing just how to ask what I want to ask, so I begin to stutter, and mom looks at me.

“Come on ask already.”

“Ok well if two people love one another, should they be afraid to show it, I mean in a sexual way?” I managed to ask.

“No not at all Tommy, but they should at least be of a certain age at least eighteen.”

“Ok thanks mom, you were a big help.”

“Your welcome Tommy, anytime I’m always here.” After dinner I helped mom do the dishes, and we head into watch a little television before going to bed. After watching television we head upstairs to bed. We say good night, and separate in the hall way going to out own rooms. I get into bed, contemplating all that’s gone on through out the day and just what I have heard. Although now I have a raging hard-on as the incestuous thoughts of my mother, and knowing of her masturbating to me as her object just over took me. Taking my own shaft into my hand I begin to stroke it with the wonderful woman who has raised me on my mind. Finally bringing myself some well-needed relief I manage to drift off to sleep. The next morning I wake up with a massive hard-on, I’m not sure if its truly because I have to pee, or because I still have thoughts of my mother on my mind, either way I get up and head to the bathroom, not thinking because we always keep the door closed I open the door to find my mother standing there totally nude.

“I’m sorry mom, I didn’t know you were in here. It won’t happen again I promise.” Turning to walk away I couldn’t believe what I have just laid my eyes on.

“It’s ok come on in, you must have had to go. I was just going to take a shower. Go ahead and use the bathroom it’s ok.” Mom calls out to me. I walk in, and stand in front of the toilet releasing my hardened mass, and begin to relieve myself while my mom hops in the shower. After I was finished I decided to sit on the toilet, and talk with her while she showers.

“Mom, do you remember what you said last night about two people having sex if they really love one another?”

“Yes.” My mom replies in a now quiet tone. As out conversation goes on I continue watching my mom threw the glass door. Watching her curves sway back and fourth. Getting up I strip off all my clothes, and slide in the shower behind her.

“What are you doing?” My mom asks me looking at me in a rather stunned look. “I am taking shower, you aren’t supposed to be in here with me, I’m your mother.”

“Mom, I needed to take a shower to, and I didn’t think it would bother you if I joined you.”

“Well I guess its ok.” Mom replies. Tommy takes the soap, and finishes washing his mothers body front, and back stopping at her ass to enjoy the view he has at the moment. After he washes her down he hands her the soap, and asks her to do his body now starting with his back. His mom takes the soap, and washes his back, and his butt working down his legs. Standing back up she says, “Ok now turn around.” Tommy does as told, and turns around. His mother takes the soap, and starts washing his chest, and crouches down to wash his slowly growing mass. Watching this thing grow as she is washing it brings back the thought of the other night when she was masturbating to the very sight. Quickly she moves onto his legs and says, “There you’re done, now lets get out of here.” Tommy agrees and shuts off the water opening the door they both step out one at a time drying off and heading to their respective rooms to get dressed.

The day continues yet Rose can’t get the sight of her baby boy’s manhood out of her head. She remains in one horny state all day. Tommy on the other hand was in just the same predicament, the sight of his mothers beautiful body, and the feel of her protective hand wrapped around his manhood as she washes him fills his head. “Oh my god what am I going to do? I don’t know how to explain my feelings for my mom to her. How am I supposed to continue living like this? I need to have her. I need to feel her wrapped around my cock. There are so many girls in this world that I could date, however I don’t want any of them. I want my mother.” Rose and Tommy gather in the kitchen for dinner. Neither one of them really said two words to the other.

Rose and Tommy do up the dishes and headed off to their rooms once again. Rose goes into her room closing the door, and climbs into bed. All she can think about is her son’s very erect, and very thick mass pointed at her face in the shower earlier in the day, and how much she just wanted to take a hold of it, and swallow it whole. Rose can feel her pussy starting to become even wetter thinking of how much she just wants to have Tommy take her, and make her his. Slowly she lowers her hand to her awaiting pussy, slowly sliding her fingers along the smooth hairless lips of her dripping snatch. Moaning as she thinks about someone else’s (preferably Tommy’s) fingers touching her smooth pussy for the first time since her husbands tragic death.

Tommy now in his room has fallen asleep, and is now in a dream of his own about his mother, and wanting so badly to make love to her, and be all the man he can be, and take care of his mother in the many ways he knows how. Back in his mothers room Rose is now working her wet dripping pussy faster than ever before moaning louder and louder, “TOMMY FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD. I LOVE THIS BIG COCK. I WANT IT SO BAD. FUCK ME PLEASE.” His mother screams as she continues to finger her pussy faster and faster till she explodes in orgasm after orgasm, finally drifting off to sleep.

The next morning Rose wakes up, and decides she is going to make her son want her, but not be to up front about it. He will however know by the clothes she is going to wear for the day since they are staying in. Rose gets out of bed, and goes in quickly to take a shower. Getting back to her room, she puts on one of her husband’s t-shirts that comes just below her ass cheeks cause she only stands 5’2 inches tall. She walks in front of the mirror just checking herself out, and thinks to herself, “Damn I look good for my age of forty-five.” Rose walks over to her make up table and puts a little on. Walking out of the room in just that shirt, no panties, no bra, just that shirt, rose walks down to the kitchen, and starts making breakfast all the things she knows Tommy likes eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice, and strawberries. All this she is for her son that she is going to have today one way or another. Tommy wakes up to all these wonderful scents he is now smelling, and walks down to the kitchen to find his mother bent over the table filling his glass with orange juice, and he can tell she is wearing nothing but that shirt. Smiling Tommy knows today is going to be a good day.

Rose turns around to find that her son has been watching her all this time she has been bent over the table and she was sure he could see her bare ass. She smiles at him and says, “Your breakfast is on the table now come and eat.”

“The food smells wonderful mom, thanks for making me breakfast.”

“You are more than welcome, you need to remember now you are the man of the house, and I need to keep you strong and healthy don’t I?”

“Yes I guess so.” Tommy replies in this dazed look. His mother sees the look on Tommy’s face.

“I know you seen my ass while I was filling your cup, and I know you would love to take it and make it yours right?”

“UMMM yes I guess I would.” Tommy replies in a silent tone not quite knowing what to say.

“Boy, don’t play stupid with me, I know you want to take my ass cause you had one hell of a hard-on the other day in the shower, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since then, so I know you want me.” Tommy is now shocked at what he has just heard.

“OK OK damn, yes I want you, I have wanted you for years now, and now that dads gone god bless his soul, I will have you if it’s the last thing I do.” Rose looks at Tommy.

“Yes you will have me, but we have to eat first, and go into the city for some things. When we get back home and get things unpacked you can have all of me that you want. You’re the man of the house now, and I expect you to act like it.

“Then what are we waiting for? Lets go and get things done then.” Tommy asks in excitement.

“In do time my boy, we will. Now you will finish your breakfast. Finishing up Tommy and Rose clean the table up and Kiss one time before going upstairs to change and get ready to leave for the city being as they live about thirty miles away from the nearest city.

Coming back downstairs Rose and Tommy head out the door, and get into the truck, and head off to the big city. About fifteen miles into the trip Rose looks over at Tommy.

“Tommy I need to pee, you need to pull over right now.”

“Right here? We are in public you want to pee right on the side of the road?”

“Yes.” Rose replies. “Now pull the truck over, and come around and stand in behind me so you can block the traffic so no one can see me from behind.” Tommy pulls the truck over and gets out walking around to his mothers side of the truck, Standing behind her as she pulls down her pants, and panties as she begins to relieve herself. Meanwhile Tommy can hear the pee hitting the road, and slowly turns to look at his mothers ass while this stream of pee comes from in between her partly open legs. Rose notices Tommy catching a peek of her exposed rear end.

“How does it look with your mother in a position you have never seen her in before?” Rose asks Tommy. Tommy quickly turns back around, and Rose finishes up, and stands back up.

“Damn it, I don’t have anything to wipe myself with. Oh screw it I will do it later.” Rose begins to pull her pants back up when all of a sudden Tommy stops her.

“Sit on the edge of the seat mom, I will take care of that for you.” Rose does as Tommy tells her to but what comes next shocks the hell out of her. Tommy slides down in between his mother’s legs placing them over his shoulders, slowly lowering his head to his mother’s smooth, slick pussy lips. Rose grabs the back of Tommy’s head.

“Don’t do that, its gross.” Tommy just looks up at his mother.

“Do you want to walk around with a wet spot on your pants or not. Relax it’s ok I know what I’m doing.” Rose agrees and leans back as Tommy places his head between his mother’s legs again. This time he begins to clean her wet pussy lips from top to bottom, causing her to shake into one of the biggest orgasms she has ever had Cumming all over her sons open mouth.

“Ok isn’t that better?” Tommy asks.

“Yes, thank you sweetie.” Rose pulls her panties as well as her pants back up they both get back into the truck, and head off to the big city together.

Waiking Up Mom

Waiking Up Mom

 

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 I was lying awake for a few minutes, thinking about my relationship with my daughter and our new found openness. Soon after, I began to think about my renewed sexuality. My hand mindlessly wandered between my legs, and my thoughts turned once again to what I had seen through the window that night. I pictured my daughter, completely naked with Carolyn's head between her legs. I imagined what it must have felt like. How wonderful a soft warm tongue would feel on my pussy...It's been so long! Before long, I began to imagine that it was me between my daughter's legs, and her between mine. I couldn't believe what I was thinking. Just days ago the thought would have never even crossed my mind, and if it had, it would have repulsed me to no end, but now, I couldn't fight it. I craved it. The thought fueled my excitement, and I was quickly headed to a powerful orgasm. Suddenly my daughter was standing in my doorway, knocking on my door frame.

"Mom, you asleep yet?"

Fortunately, I was under the covers, and she wouldn't have known what I was up to. Still, I couldn't help feeling like I was a young girl discovering my sexuality, and my mother walking in on me.

"Almost, but not yet."

She walked over to the bed, and I quickly pulled my hands out from under the covers.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine. It's just warm in here. What's the matter sweetheart?"

She quickly pulled the covers back and slipped in next to me. Something that wasn't uncommon when she was little, but she hadn't slept in my bed for years.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

I wanted to object, but it was too late. She quickly moved next to me, and realized I was still naked. She jumped back and I could tell she was embarrassed, and now, so was I.

"Oh...Sorry."

I immediately felt a wave of guilt wash over me.

"I tried to tell you."

"I'm sorry...I didn't realize."

It was such an awkward moment, that I think all we could do was laugh.

"When did you start being naked all the time?"

"I'm not naked all the time! I guess I just didn't feel like wearing anything to bed. I'm sorry if it bothers you..."

"No...not really, It's just a little weird since I never saw you do that before, but I understand. I do that too sometimes."

"Yes, well, there are a lot of weird things going on lately."

She got a little embarrassed and quickly looked away.

"I'm sorry...I guess I'll just go back to my room."

I felt bad and grabbed her arm. "No, it's okay. It would be nice if you stayed. I'll go put something on."

"No, I don't want you to do that because of me. I mean, it's no big deal, really."

"You're sure?"

"Uh-huh. I'll just stay over here."

I was still very horny, and in great need to finish what I had started. My guilt had faded as quick as it came on, and now I was aroused at the thought of my daughter in bed with me this way. My mind began spinning as I contemplated what could happen. Certainly, she wouldn't be offended at the thought. She wasn't with Michelle and Carolyn. Maybe she even wanted this as much as I did. The events of the last few days flew through my mind in a split second as I wondered how I got into this situation, and before I knew what I was saying, I just said it.

"You know, you could get undressed as well, and then it won't be so awkward."

I knew it sounded strange, maybe even eager. I held my breath, waiting for her reaction. I decided that if she agreed with no protest, I would let her continue from then on, to be sure that it's what she really wanted. I could still turn this around if it wasn't. My skin tingled and burned at the same time, and I started to get a little light headed. My pussy was hot, and I could feel the juices flowing inside me. I smiled and tried to act as casual as possible.

"You're sure?"

"If it'll make you feel more comfortable, sure...why not?"

I tried to sound relaxed, but my cracking voice gave me away. She smiled hesitantly, then shrugged her shoulders. I could somehow tell that she was just as excited by my invitation, but was also trying to look un-phased. She lifted her night shirt over her head, and dropped it on the floor. Her breasts were firm and young, and her nipples stood out harder than I ever thought possible. I've been a little envious of her perky little b-cups since she developed them, but now I wanted them in a whole different way. She leaned back and lifted her hips slightly as she reached below the covers and slipped off her panties, quickly dropping them on top of her shirt. She took a deep breath and looked over at me.

"Better?"

She smiled awkwardly and nodded, and we both settled back under the covers, lying on our backs, staring absent mindedly at the ceiling. My finger had resumed lazily between my legs, gently circling my swollen sex. We lay quietly for a few moments, trying hard to ignore the tension between us.

"Mom?'

"Uh-huh?"

She rolled to face me, sliding closer into me. Her skin barely tickling mine and sending chills throughout my body.

"You're not mad at me are you?"

"No, I'm not mad."

"Then what are you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, are you upset? What are you thinking?"

"Upset? Surprisingly...no. I don't know what to think. I guess as long as your happy and safe, that's all I really care about. I have to trust that whatever you do, you'll use good judgment. I think I did a pretty good job raising you, so now I just have to trust that whatever decisions you make are the best ones for you, and that you know what's best for you. You're a smart girl, so I'm not worried."

"But you were mad at first..."

"I'll admit, at first I was mad, and I was definitely shocked, but that was really more my problem than yours."

"You're not even upset that I'm a lesbian?"

"Are you?"

"Well, yeah...I guess."

"I think that maybe you should give that some thought. Just because you had lesbian sex doesn't mean you're a lesbian. You've got a long life ahead of you, and a lot of things to figure out along the way. Don't be so quick to try and put a label on everything you do. There's a lot of things that define who you are, but not everything you do defines who you are. You may be a lesbian, and if that's the case, then I'm behind you. I love you no matter what."

"I love you too."

She leaned in and threw her arms around me. I was surprised at her sudden show of affection, but accepted it happily. Her warm body and smooth skin felt incredible pressed against mine. I never experienced anything like it before. It reminded me of what it was like to be intimate with someone, but this was unlike any man I was ever with. It was loving and soft, and I wanted more!

Neither one of us was letting go, and so we lay quietly, enjoying our embrace. Her head was lying on my chest and our bodies were tightly pressed together. Our breasts were squeezed together, but our legs were apart from one another's, and I craved for the connection to be complete. I reached down and placed it firmly on her ass, pulling her towards me. She responded immediately and moved herself, rolling on top of me.

Our bodies were lined up, and I was instantly covered by the warmth of her body. I could feel the heat of our sex mixing as our hot pussies meshed together, and my daughter let out a long whispery moan.

Her body continued to slowly move on top of mine, as if she was still adjusting herself to me, but I knew it was more. She slowly moved her leg up and down while gently pushing her hips into me. Her wriggling young body on top of mine was driving me crazy, and I let out a soft moan to let her know. My hand was still firmly gripping her ass, pulling her hips into me even harder, until our movements were now intentional. Without another word, we were humping. I couldn't believe it was happening, and how great it felt. Finally after a few moments of awkwardly grinding, my daughter went for broke.

"Oh mom, this feels so good! I love you so much." She whispered.

"Yes baby...this feels so good. I want you so bad. I love you too."

Suddenly, she stopped, raising her hips up and putting all her weight on her arms. She spread my legs open as far as they could go, positioning herself directly between them. She reached down, spread my pussy open with her fingers, and gently lowered herself back on to me. The feeling was unlike anything I'd ever felt, as if she was almost inside me. I could actually feel every inch of her young pussy with my own. Our hard clits, like two hard peas in silk pressed together, driving us both wild. We continued to fuck our slick pussies together until we were both on the verge of orgasm. I never thought it possible for two women to actually fuck, but as my daughter continued to mash her young pussy into mine, there was no denying that she was fucking better than I had ever been fucked by any man.

"Oh baby yes! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! It feels so good!"

"Oh mom! Fuck yeah! It feels so good! I'm gonna cum!"

It shocked me to hear her use those words, but it also put me over the edge.

"Yes baby, cum for mommy! Fuck my pussy! Cum with me! I'm cumming!"

"Yes mom! I'm cumming!"

I felt her pussy twitch as her body wriggled with orgasm. I gripped her ass with both hands as my own orgasm hit me like a hurricane, ravishing it's way through my whole body. I felt both our pussies cumming as our muscles began to spasm and our juices flowed and mixed. It was the most erotic, most loving feeling I felt in my life. Wave after wave of orgasm hit us both, until we finally both collapsed.

My daughter pressed her lips to mine, and we kissed passionately and tenderly as out last traces of orgasm shook through us.

It took some time for us both to come back to earth. I gently stroked my daughter's hair, looking into her beautiful eyes as we enjoyed our post orgasmic bliss. Our slick pussies were still twitching from orgasm. Our mixed juices were running down my ass and pooling underneath me, causing chills to run up my spine.

"Oh mom, that was incredible. I'm sorry, I don't know what happened..."

"Shh...don't be sorry. It was incredible for me too. I never felt anything like it. You made me so happy, & I love you very much."

"I love you too."

I chuckled. "Was I as good as Michelle and Carolyn?"

"Oh mom, there was no comparison. I never knew anything could be like that."

"I have to admit that ever since I saw the three of you together, I've kind of been fantasizing about you. You helped me rediscover my sexual desires, and now you've shown me how incredible this can be. I could have never imagined anything being this good, even in my wildest fantasies."

"Really? You thought about me too?"

"What do you mean? You thought about me?"

She nodded shyly. "After the first time with Michelle and her mom, she told me all about their first time. That night, I couldn't stop thinking about you, and what it would be like. It was the first time I ever masturbated. After that, I only did it with Michelle so I could think about you."

Dad, does it get any bigger?

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"Daddy," Lacey pleaded, "I'm sorry, I'll never do it again!"

I held my hand up, and she quieted. "Just hush a minute and listen," I explained, "I need to apologize for barging in like that. It wasn't fair to either of you. Now, about what you two were doing-"

Leigh began to speak, and tears were standing in her eyes.

"Woah!" I held my hand up again, "Just stop. I was going to say, I know you were experimenting, and that's fine. I'm not going to tell you that it's wrong, because it's not. It's normal, and sometimes it's necessary. So don't apologize for it, okay?"

They nodded, clearly still embarrassed.

I continued, "If you two have any questions about sex, or anything, you know you can talk to me about it, right?"

Again they nodded, but I added anyway, "I'm not just saying that for my health. I mean it. You can talk to me about anything, and I won't get mad. Just make sure you come to me, first. Do you understand?"

In unison, they answered, "Yes, daddy."

I patted their legs and got up to make dinner.

I kinda figured that they wouldn't heed my advice to talk to me about it, and for a few days they didn't. During dinner that night, they were quiet, obviously still uncomfortable that I had seen them naked and engaged in something forbidden by society. I gave them time to deal with that.

Four days later, as I was watching TV, they both came into the living room and stood in front of me. I muted the TV and waited for them to say something.

"Daddy?" Lacey asked, fidgeting nervously.

"Yes?"

She admitted, "I have a question...about sex."

I smiled and motioned for them to sit.

Lacey hesitated, so I urged, "I told you that I'd answer any question you have."

"Okay," she started, "We know what we look like down there, but how do boys look down there?"

I thought for a second, and then got an idea. I had them follow me to the computer, and showed them a picture of a man's oenis on the internet.

"That looks wierd!" Leigh covered her mouth, grinning.

"Yeah, I guess they do look a little odd," I admitted.

"Well," Lacey chewed on her lower lip for a second, and then asked, "Do all of them look like that?"

"No," I explained, "They come in different colors and sizes."

I turned the screen off and stood up, headed back to the couch when Leigh asked, "Do you have one of those?"

I stopped in mid-step. "Huh?" I uttered, trying to determine if I heard her correctly.

"Um, do you have a penis?" Leigh reiterated.

I had hoped that the picture on the internet would answer their question for me. I turned to look at them, "Uh, yeah, I have a penis, too."

Leigh locked eyes with her sister for a second, and then she asked, "Can we, uh... see it?"

I winced, and Lacey tried to stop this track, "Nevermind, it's not important. We-"

"Now wait a minute," I reminded them, "I said that if you needed to talk to me, we could discuss anything."

I took a second, sitting back down on the couch, and asked them to sit down next to me.

"Do you want to see it?"

They nodded, so I sighed, and unzipped my fly to pull my penis out. It wasn't hard yet, but it wasn't exactly soft either. As they looked at it, they both asked questions about it.

"Does it get bigger or smaller?" Leigh questioned.

"Doesn't it feel wierd having one of those?" said Lacey.

"Yeah, it changes size, and no, it doesn't feel wierd to have one."

Leigh proceeded down the same avenue, "What makes it change sizes?"

"Well," I said slowly, not wanting to answer that one, but I did say 'anything,' "Sometimes when I wake up, it's bigger and harder, or when I become... um, excited. When it's cold, it gets softer and smaller, or when I'm not excited."

"There was this one morning," Lacey said, "We had gotten in bed with you. Leigh had a nightmare and woke me up. She went to get in your bed with you, and I didn't want to be alone, so I did, too."

My heart plummeted. I knew where this was going.

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