It was a gloomy Saturday evening. The rain pattered on the windows of our suburban home as I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling lost in thought. At 25 years old, I still had my virginity intact and no prospects in sight. My mom had been nagging at me for months about finding a girlfriend, but I just couldn’t seem to catch a break.
I heard a soft knock at my door. “Come in,” I called out wearily.
The door creaked open and in walked my mom with a concerned expression on her face. She perched herself on the edge of my bed. “Hey sweetie, I couldn’t help but overhear you sighing like a lovesick puppy. Is everything okay?”
I let out a dramatic sigh. “Mom, you know exactly what’s bothering me. I’m 25 and still a virgin! All my friends have had sex, they’re all dating, and I’m just over here like the ultimate loser, pining for the high school dream girl I had a crush on for years.”
Mom reached out and gave my hand a comforting squeeze. “Oh honey, you’re not a loser, not at all! You’re a catch. The right girl will come along soon and she’ll be lucky to have you.”
I couldn’t help but scoff at that. “Yeah right, Mom. That’s what you said when I was 18. Now look at me – a grown man still picking his pimples in celibacy!”
“Shh, hush now,” she tutted. “I know a relationship would make you happy but there’s more to life than that. You’re going to meet someone special someday soon.”
I let out another heavy sigh. “Hopefully before I die of blue balls…”
She let out an awkward little laugh. “Oh honey, it’s not that bad! Besides, I’m sure you take care of those urges, if you know what I mean. You’re a man after all!”
I immediately shot up in embarrassment. “Mom! TMI much? That’s personal!”
“Oh hush,” she laughed, patting my leg. “I may be your mother but I’m not naive. I know what goes on behind closed doors when you’re alone.”
I buried my burning face in my hands. “I’m dying of embarrassment over here. Please talk about something else.”
“Well,” Mom said, a sly mischievous glint in her eye as she looked me over. “I have an idea that might cheer you up… Or should I say, an offer?”
I peeked out at her suspiciously. “What kind of offer?”
She wet her lips, squirming a little. “Well…this might sound crazy but I was thinking… maybe I could help you out. With your, uh, situation.
I stared at her blankly, not comprehending what she was getting at. “Help me how? Like with a dating app or something?”
“No, silly,” she giggled. “I meant I could help you lose your virginity. If you want to that is. I’d be willing to do that for you.”
I nearly choked on my own tongue. “EXCUSE ME?! You’d be willing to WHAT now?!”
“Shh, keep your voice down!” she hissed, glancing at the door. “I said I’d be willing to help you out. You know…sexually. As in, I’d let you have sex with me.”
I shot up off the bed in shock. “Are you insane?! I could never do that! You’re my MOTHER for God’s sake!”
Mom stood up and grabbed my hands. “Listen, baby, I know it’s unconventional but I just want you to be happy. I feel so bad for you, still a virgin at your age. You need to get some experience under your belt. And I’m offering to give that to you because I love you. I just want to help my baby boy.”
I ripped my hands away from her grasping fingers. “No way Mom. Absolutely not! I could never look at you the same way again!”
“It wouldn’t be a real thing!” she protested. “It would just be a one night thing. No strings attached. I’m not suggesting we start dating or anything weird like that. I just want to help you get some experience so you don’t feel like such a loser anymore.”
“News flash Mom,” I snapped, “I’ll never not feel like a loser as long as my own mother is offering to be my first lay. That’s the definition of loser!”
“Shh, don’t talk like that,” she tutted. “I’m trying to help you out! Most guys would jump at the chance to bang their hot MILF mom.”
Deep down I would love the chance to bang my mom, but I could never bring myself to admit it out loud, not even to myself most of the time. The intense taboo of it all, the wrongness, was such a powerful aphrodisiac. I fantasized about her almost constantly, but I knew it was so inappropriate. She was my mother, not some slutty MILF I could wank off to. Still, the desire was there, simmering under the surface of my psyche, begging to be unleashed.
“W-when do you.. you know… want to do it…” I was embarrassed to even say it.
“Meet me in my room in 5 minutes,” she said as she left.
My heart pounded like a jackhammer as I crept down the hallway to my mother’s bedroom. My palms were slick with sweat and my legs felt like jelly. Could I really go through with this? Sex with my own mother! The ultimate taboo!
I paused outside her door, taking a deep breath to steel my nerves. I knew it was wrong, so wrong, but the desire and need pounding through my veins was stronger. I just had to take this chance my mom was offering me to finally experience the pleasures of sex. With a shaky hand, I knocked softly.
“Come in,” Mom called from inside.
I turned the knob and stepped in, clicking the door shut behind me. Mom was reclined on the bed, dressed in a fluffy white robe that hung tantalizingly off one shoulder. Her hair was down and she’d done up her makeup. She smiled at me, patting the space beside her.
“Well, you took your sweet time,” she chuckled. “I was starting to think you’d chickened out.”
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly bone dry. I knew I was crossing a line I could never come back from. Once we did this, things could never go back to normal between us. She’d forever be my first, my first everything. The knowledge sent a dizzying thrill through me.
“I’m here now,” I said hoarsely, subconsciously adjusting myself in my shorts as I stepped closer. “You…you want to…”
I climbed on the bed and got close to her, she let one of her legs flop open. Mom shifted, letting the robe slip further down to reveal the lacy edge of her panties. They were pale pink and nearly see-through. I could just make out the shadowy juncture between her legs. A low groan escaped me, almost pained in its intensity.
“I’ve already told you, it’s fine,” she murmured, taking my hand in hers and guiding it higher, under the hem of her robe. “This is just between us. No one else will ever know.”
Her skin was so soft, like silk under my calloused palm. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. That I was actually touching my mom, my wanton MILF of a mother, like this. It was like something out of my most perverted fantasy.
I climbed onto the bed, trembling with a combination of nerves, anxiety, and excitement. Mom sat up and spread her legs apart, lifting her hips off the mattress. With shaking hands, I reached out and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her silky panties. I tugged them down her thighs, past her knees, and off over her feet. She let out a little giggle as I fumbled with the delicate fabric.
“Well, go on then,” she encouraged breathily, lying back and looking up at me with half-lidded eyes. “Touch me, feel me. Explore your mother’s body.”
My heart nearly stopped as I slid my hands up her smooth legs, from her ankles to her knees to her creamy inner thighs. Her skin was so soft and warm. I could feel myself getting hard, my cock straining against the confines of my boxers. Mom noticed too. She reached out and cupped me through my shorts, giving me a gentle squeeze.
“Oh my, someone’s excited,” she purred, rubbing her palm against the bulge. “Why don’t you take those off and let Mommy see what she’s working with?”
With her guidance, I managed to shimmy out of my boxers, freeing my erection to bob up against my stomach. Mom’s eyes went wide as she drank in the sight of me. “Well hello there,” she breathed, wrapping her fingers around my hot shaft and giving me a few slow pumps. “You’re a big boy, aren’t you? Even bigger than your father was…”
I groaned and my hips bucked into her touch involuntarily. My cock was so hard it ached, the head shiny with precum. Mom swiped her thumb over the sensitive tip, swirling the clear fluid around the ridge. “Mmm, you’re already leaking so much,” she cooed. “You must be really pent up, huh baby? Desperate to stick this big virgin cock in a hot, wet pussy and finally lose your innocence, isn’t that right?”
“Yes,” I gasped out, my face burning with humiliation at how accurately she pegged me. “I want it so bad… I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
“Well don’t worry, sweetheart. Mommy’s gonna give you exactly what you need,” she promised with a sultry smile. Her fingers slid down to fondle my heavy balls as she continued to stroke me. “My, my, my… you’re fuller than a Thanksgiving turkey. All this cream festering in your nuts, aching to spurt deep inside a woman. And that woman is going to be me. Mommy’s pussy is going to milk you dry.”
I got between her legs as I nervously held my cock against her slightly hairy pussy. “Sweetie, it’s ok just put it in.”
I held my breath as I slowly pushed my rigid cock into my mother’s warm, wet pussy. The sensation was indescribable – tight, slick heat enveloping me in a way I’d never experienced before. I’d dreamed of this moment countless times but the reality was so much more intense, more electric than mere fantasy.
“Ooohh….” Mom let out a drawn out moan as I sank into her inch by delicious inch. “Mmmm baby, your cock is so big! I haven’t had anything this size in years!”
I shuddered at her lewd words, my virgin nerves overwhelmed by the sensations bombarding me. I was finally losing my virginity and to the most forbidden woman of all – the very one who’d birthed me.
I let out a choked groan, my hips instinctively starting to thrust of their own accord. Mom wrapped her long legs around my waist as I began to pound into her sopping cunt without restraint.
“Yes baby, just like that!” she cried, her nails raking down my back. “Don’t hold back, give Mommy that virgin cock! Fuck me hard!”
Her shameless dirty talk only spurred me on further, my cock pistoning into her at a furious pace. The wet slap slap slap of skin on skin and Mom’s whorish moans echoed off the bedroom walls. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
“Ungh fuck yes!” I groaned, sweat beading on my furrowed brow as I rutted into her. “Your pussy is so good and wet…I’m not gonna last!”
“Then don’t hold back!” Mom wailed, thrashing her head from side to side. “Cum in me baby!”
With a roar, I slammed into her one last time, burying myself to the hilt. My cock jerked and twitched as I exploded deep inside her, pumping what felt like gallons of jizz directly into the back of her cunt. My very first orgasm and it was with my own mother.
Finally, after a few long moments, I pulled out with a wet pop, watching in satisfaction as pearly globs of my seed oozed out of her stretched hole to puddle on the sheets below. I’d done it – I’d lost my virginity to the woman I’d fantasized about for years. And it was everything I’d dreamed of and more.
Mom smiled up at me dazedly, her hair a wild tangled mess. “Mmm, you’re a natural, baby. I knew that virgin cock would feel amazing.”
I laughed breathlessly, still coming down from the high. “Thanks, Mom. That was…incredible. Better than I ever could’ve imagined.”
She winked and pulled me down for a filthy kiss, the first of many I knew. “Anything for my sweet boy. Well, I should say man now.”
“I am sorry…” I stopped and looked down.
“Why are you sorry,” Mom said putting her knickers back on.
“I didn’t last long did I,” I said, my face burning with embarrassment.
Mom laughed softly and shook her head. “Oh honey, don’t be so hard on yourself. It was your first time after all! Besides, I wasn’t exactly complaining.” She gave me a wink before climbing off the bed and starting to get dressed again. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to freshen up a bit.”