"Mom-Son": A Love Story

He cupped them and said, "Do you know how long I have wanted to suck on these, Mommy-slut?"

She moaned as he leaned forward and took his mother's nipple in his mouth. After a few seconds, finally giving in to the act, she instructed, "Yes, baby, suck on Mommy's titties."

He moved from one to the other, squeezing them together, as he kissed, nibbled and bit her breasts and nipples.

After a couple of minutes of concentrated attention on his mom's breasts, he ordered, "Now let's see the rest of you."

Her reluctance faded, she unzipped her jeans, tugged them off, took off her socks and stood in front of her son in only a pair of blue panties.

"Those too," he instructed. "I want to see my Mommy-slut's cunt."

She asked, now flirty, as she slid her last remaining piece of clothing down her legs, "What does my son plan to do with his Mommy?"

"Make you my personal plaything," he answered, as he put his hands on her shoulders and guided her back to her knees.

She took his cock in her hand, and asked, "Does my son want Mommy to suck his cock?"

"A better question," he countered, "is do you want to become an obedient Mommy-slut?"

"God, yes," she moaned, as did I simultaneously, my orgasm close.

"I will expect complete obedience," he continued, taking his cock and moving its mushroom top around his mom's lips.

"Yes, Master," she replied, obviously completely drawn in to the idea of being submissive to her son.

"I'll expect unlimited access to all three of your holes," he continued, as he shoved his cock in her mouth.

Slobber sounds echoed as he roughly face-fucked his mother. I had never had someone do that to me, nor had I wanted to, but seeing it happen made me curious.

He pulled out and asked, "Does my Mommy-slut give me unlimited access to her pretty mouth, her shaved pussy and her beautiful ass?"

"God, yes," she agreed eagerly, as she began rubbing herself.

He went to the bed, lied down, then ordered, "Come ride your Master, Mommy-slut."

She quickly obeyed, while I began quickly frigging myself, my orgasm now dying to erupt.

As she bounced up and down on his cock, I closed my eyes and listened to the moans, as I imagined it was me riding Paul...me becoming a Mommy-slut.

Seconds later, my orgasm hit and I screamed, "Yes, Paaaaul."

A few minutes later, my orgasm having subsided, an idea popped into my head. Nude Day was coming soon and although my idea came from a porno film, I figured it just may work.

For the next couple of weeks, until Nude Day, I was on a roller coaster of emotion and anxiety. When up, I couldn't wait until Nude Day to attempt the final seduction of Paul. When down, I questioned my sanity and moral integrity at my constant obsession. I said as much to Kennedy during a chat, having had a couple during the past week as she continued to strangely be my rock as I wavered back and forth between fantasy and reality.

Momplusoneequalsfun: are you excited about tomorrow?

Curiousmom: one minute I am, the next I chastise myself.

Momplusoneequalsfun: you're so cute

Curiousmom: thanks?

Momplusoneequalsfun: I just remember feeling the exact same way before Jimmy's and my first time

Curiousmom: how did you deal with the conflicting emotions?

Momplusoneequalsfun: alcohol

Curiousmom: seriously?

Momplusoneequalsfun: yes, a couple of cocktails relaxed me substantially

Curiousmom: I may have to drink scotch to get to that state

Momplusoneequalsfun: it is considered a sure fire panty remover

Curiousmom: it often lowered my standards in college lol

Momplusoneequalsfun: ah memories

Curiousmom: do you have any regrets?

Momplusoneequalsfun: only in that generally we have to keep our mother-son relationship a secret even though our relationship as a younger guy dating an older woman is common knowledge in our community

Curiousmom: does anyone in your community know the truth?

Momplusoneequalsfun: no, which is frustrating, always living a lie...yet the overwhelming love I have for Jimmy overrides the secret I must keep

Curiousmom: that must be frustrating

Momplusoneequalsfun: it used to be. At first it really gnawed on me as I wanted to share all my feelings with someone, a girlfriend for example, but couldn't...thank God for the Internet

Curiousmom: are there lots of women like us?

Momplusoneequalsfun: more than I ever could have imagined and quadruple that if u include all the women who fantasize about it

The thought that I wasn't some sick, twisted pervert and there were others like me either fantasizing or actually doing it made me feel better.

Curiousmom: wow!!!

Momplusoneequalsfun: and times it by nine if you factor in that 90 percent of boys and men fantasize about some sort of sexual relationship with their mother

Curiousmom: 90?

Momplusoneequalsfun: and I think that is a low estimate

Curiousmom: really?

Momplusoneequalsfun: it's completely logical if you think about it. There are tons of theories on it

Based on Paul's attention to me the past few weeks, I knew I got him horny...but this too enhanced my comfort with the decision I had already made...to seduce my son tomorrow on Nude Day.

Curiousmom: crazy, so you think there is over a 90 percent likelihood that Paul has fantasized having sex with me

Momplusoneequalsfun: closer to a 100

Suddenly the thought of my brother wanting to fuck my mom popped into my head.

Curiousmom: so my brother likely wanted to have sex with his mother

Momplusoneequalsfun: yep

Curiousmom: wow

Momplusoneequalsfun: the other thing that has been very therapeutic is Walden Island

Curiousmom: what is Walden Island

Momplusoneequalsfun: an incest resort

Curiousmom: no way

Momplusoneequalsfun: there are a few secluded incest retreats in the world, but of the few Jimmy and I have been to it is the best

The thought of a resort that catered to families who committed incest seemed surreal and yet instantly I wanted to go to it....with Paul.

Curiousmom: you're serious

Momplusoneequalsfun: I don't joke about incest

Curiousmom: every time I talk to u I learn something new that shocks the shit out of me

Momplusoneequalsfun: if you're interested in meeting, Jimmy and I are going there in early August

A rush coursed through my body at the offer. I would love to meet others who were living the incest lifestyle (was lifestyle the right word?). Plus, I was super curious to meet Kennedy and Jimmy.

Curiousmom: really?

Momplusoneequalsfun: u have to have a personal invite to come to the resort, but once u come u r a forever member

Curiousmom: u have me curious

Momplusoneequalsfun: finish your seduction and I will make sure to get u an invite

Curiousmom: k

Momplusoneequalsfun: Jimmy just got home and is trying to shove his cock in my mouth

I gasped. I imagined she was just saying that to shock me, but the visual of Paul doing the same thing to me popped into my head.

Curiousmom: that is so hot

Momplusoneequalsfun: a little distracting truthfully

Curiousmom: I bet it is

Momplusoneequalsfun: sorry mommy-slut has a mouthful of cock; so tell me mommy-slut r u going to fuck your son

I gasped, it was Jimmy messaging to me; I was talking to a son who fucked his mother. I paused, unsure what to say...this somehow feeling more surreal talking to him.

Curiousmom: I am thinking about it

Momplusoneequalsfun: u just need to let him know and then like my mommy-slut u can have a mouthful of cock

Curiousmom: I wish I did at the moment

Momplusoneequalsfun: well then seduce your son and u will have a live in cock available at all times

Curiousmom: u make it sound so simple

Momplusoneequalsfun: it is...I know 4 sure ur son wants to bang u

Curiousmom: how can u be so sure?

Momplusoneequalsfun: because I'm a son and I have never met a guy who hasn't thought about it, fantasized about it and obsessed over it

Curiousmom: I hope you are right

Momplusoneequalsfun: the only concern for u is understanding that once u open Pandora's Box there is no closing it

I realized he was right; what if Paul was repulsed by my offer? What if after we committed incest, I decided I didn't want to do it any more?

Curiousmom: that is a very good point

Momplusoneequalsfun: good luck, Mom has got my cock nice and hard and it's definitely time to fuck her

Curiousmom: oh my...that is so hot

Momplusoneequalsfun: want to watch?

I froze. The thought of watching incest live had pussy juice gushing into my panties. Yet, was he serious?

Curiousmom: pardon?

Momplusoneequalsfun: do u have Skype?

Curiousmom: yes

Momplusoneequalsfun: Mom trusts u and says if u want to see the reward for crossing the line with your son u can watch us

I couldn't believe the offer. I desperately wanted to watch, yet if we Skype'd there would not only be a face to the email, but she would have my face. What if she revealed my dirty secrets? After a brief consideration, I just sensed that she would never do that.

Curiousmom: u would do that?

Momplusoneequalsfun: of course, but be warned we r very verbal when in the throes of passion...plus Mom would love to meet u...she doesn't get to be her true self with many people

Curiousmom: okay, I'm in

Momplusoneequalsfun: great give me a minute to get everything ready

We exchanged Skype addresses and a couple of minutes later, trepidation coursing through my very being, I was staring at a women a lot like me...completely and utterly normal. She was pretty, slim, and looked like your typical next door neighbour. No way would I have ever guessed she was a woman who had sex with her son.

As if reading my mind, she said, "I'm not what you expected."

"I really didn't know what to expect," I replied, before adding with a playful smile, "although you don't look to have the massive fake breasts all the moms do in the videos you got me addicted to."

She laughed, actually it was more of a snort which somehow made her more real to me, "These tiny puppies are all natural."

"I wish mine were smaller," I admitted. My 38DD's are a heavy load to carry.

"Let's see them," came a male voice from behind,

Kennedy smiled apologetically, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

After a brief pause, I shrugged, feeling somehow completely comfortable with her, "While in Rome."

"Romans were incest crazy," Kennedy smiled, as I took off my blouse and bra. "Wow, Jimmy would drown himself in those."

Suddenly Jimmy popped into the picture, "Those are some big cans." Jimmy was a good looking man with a couple tattoos.

"He is so eloquent," Kennedy said, shaking her head apologetically.

"Boys, what can you do?" I joked.

"Fuck them," Jimmy said, standing back up, showing only his bottom half, particularly his six inch erect cock, in view. "Come show our new friend your cocksucking skills, Mommy-slut."

Kennedy winked at me, dropped to her knees and took her son's cock in her mouth. Reading Literotica stories was hot, reading forums intriguing and watching online films sexy, but watching a real, authentic act of incest, was the biggest turn on of my life.

Jimmy groaned, "That's it Mommy-slut, deep throat my cock."

I watched Kennedy do just that, easily devouring all six inches with each deep thrust.

My hand went to my cunt, slowly rubbing myself while I watched the taboo act. Kennedy moaned on his cock, slobbering noises only enhancing the authenticity. She loved sucking cock...her son's cock.

A couple of minutes later, Jimmy asked, "What does Mommy-slut want?"

Kennedy allowed his cock to slide out of her mouth, looked up at Jimmy and said, "I want my son's big hard cock in Mommy's cunt."

"What about her ass?" Jimmy questioned.

"My holes are yours," Kennedy replied without hesitation.

"Bend over and stare at our new Mommy-slut, while I bang you from behind," Jimmy ordered.

"Yes, baby," Kennedy eagerly agreed, standing up, bending over, and now staring directly at me. She asked, smiling, "Enjoying the show?"

"God, yes," I moaned, fingering myself wishing I was her.

"This can be you, Courtney," she suggested.

"I know," I nodded.

"Do you want to make your son a Mother-fucker?" she asked.

"God, yes," I repeated, the idea dominating my every thought.

"Fuuuck, yes, Jimmy," Kennedy screamed, as she got filled with cock.

I wondered which hole, but got my answer, as Kennedy got animated, while staring at me the whole time, "That's it baby, fuck Mommy's ass."

I had never had a cock in my ass, never wanted to, but hearing her moans of pleasure, watching her facial expressions of joy, the idea suddenly seemed intriguing. I asked, "Doesn't that hurt?"

"Nooooo," she moaned, as her son fucked her hard, the picture shaking with each thrust. "It's the ultimate act of submission."

After a few more deep thrusts, she added, "Although it took a while to get used to."

Jimmy quipped, "You screamed like hell the first time I buried my cock in your ass."

"That's because I wasn't used to having your big snake pounding it," Kennedy chuckled looking back at her son.

"I can't fathom it feeling good," I said, although her heavy breathing and moans of euphoria sure made a good counter-argument.

Looking back at me, she explained, "Ohhhh, it takes a few times to get used to it and I recommend lube, lots and lots of lube."

"Memo taken," I joked, wondering if I would ever let Paul or any other man sodomize me. Before today, the idea never would have even crossed my mind, but now...well...I no longer knew what my sexual restrictions were.

"Beg, Mommy-slut." Jimmy demanded, "beg for your asshole to be reamed."

Although I loved watching, listening to her moans of pleasure, I wasn't a big fan of his aggressive approach...I wanted to make love to Paul, not be his personal fuck-toy...although maybe I could have both.

She begged, clearly close to reaching orgasm, "Yes, baby, fuck Mommy's ass, show our new friend how big a slut I am for you."

"Come for her, Mommy-slut, come from getting your ass reamed," Jimmy demanded, fucking her so hard from behind I could hear the slapping of skin as he fucked her.

"Oh yes, baby, make mommy your ass slut," Kennedy moaned, her breathing getting heavier as she stared at me.

I couldn't believe I said it, but I was so intoxicated, I added, while frantically fingering myself, "Yes, Kennedy, come for me. Come like the Mommy-sluts we are."

"Ohhhhhh fuuuuck," she screamed, as her orgasm hit.

I followed suit a few seconds later, "Yeeeeeesssss."

A few moments later, Jimmy grunted, moved Kennedy out of the way, his cock now staring me in the face, "Here it comes Mommy-slut, open that hungry mouth of yours." I instantly obeyed, opening my mouth wide, eager to taste his cum.

He stroked his cock furiously and soon the computer screen was coated with his cum as he gave me a virtual facial. I was frustrated as I wanted to taste his cum and was so drawn into the moment I leaned forward and licked my computer screen.

Kennedy did too, getting the real goo as our lips met virtually. I had never kissed a girl, but if she would have actually been there in front of me, I would have melted into her. Our tongues shared the cum as we cleaned the computer screen of every drop of Jimmy's seed.

"I think she is ready," Jimmy acknowledged.

Kennedy, looking into my eyes as she backed up a bit, nodded, "She is definitely ready."

I leaned back too, "That was intense."

"Just wait until we meet in person," she smiled, hinting that she was bisexual.

I smiled back, caught in the moment, "I hope that will be soon."

"August 17^th is when we are heading to Walden Island if you want to join us," she said, extending another invitation to this exclusive incest island.

"I will definitely be there," already planning to take time off, I still had three weeks of vacation time not yet used.

"But you got to get banged by your son first," Jimmy added, as his cock, still hard, reappeared on the screen.

Kennedy added, as she began stroking his cock, "Be warned, young men have a lot more stamina and expect it regularly."

"I hope so," I nodded, not even remembering the last time I had had a real cock in me.

"Still one more hole to fill, Mommy-slut," Jimmy said, just as I heard a door slam downstairs.

My eyes wide, I stammered, "I-I-I have to go."

"You should let him come and watch," Jimmy suggested, shoving his cock in his mom's mouth, a cock that was last in her ass.

"Maybe after I finish what I started," I agreed, grabbing my blouse, my bra still on the floor.

"Later, alligator," he quipped.

I closed my laptop, got dressed and headed downstairs to greet my son, wondering if I smelt of sex when a sudden idea popped into my head.

He was just heading into the kitchen when I walked up and gave him a big hug and greeted him like I used to do to my husband, "Hi, honey, how was your day?"

"Surprisingly boring," he answered when I let him go.

"Well, I am going to order pizza and I think I need to finish the story about your dad and I," I said with a smile.

"You did leave me hanging," he said.

"I'll tell you all about it, but be warned it isn't PG-13," I teased.

"Thankfully, I'm not thirteen," he countered, glancing down to my nylon-clad legs.

"Sooooooooo true," I purred, my flirtatious tone not even remotely hidden, as I went to the phone and ordered pizza.

Half an hour later, the pizza arrived and as we ate on the couch side-by-side while watching Wheel of Fortune I decided to add more hints of my willingness for incest by retelling the story of his dad and me.

"So, I promised you a story," I began.

"You have me curious," he said, "I can't fathom you being wild."

I pouted, "Why, because I'm a boring wet rag?"

"No, it's just you're my mom," he answered, which wasn't really an answer.

"Well trust me, your mother is a lot more than meets the eye," I smiled, the innuendo implied not likely obvious to Paul.

"Okay," Paul nodded, clearly unsure where this was going.

"So I was dating Wally when I met your dad," I began, remembering how crazy that night was. I wasn't necessarily a slut back in high school and college, but I also wasn't a prude. I liked sucking cock, I liked getting fucked, I liked being wanted. Yet, I didn't sleep around when dating someone, I just didn't date someone for a long time.