It all started with a buzz from my phone. Mom? Texting? That was already off the charts. She was a phone call kind of woman, and even then, only if the house was burning down or something equally dramatic. This… this felt different, charged even.
Mom: Hey sweetie 😉, stumbled across something online… kinda blush-worthy 😳.
I arched an eyebrow, a smirk already playing on my lips. “Blush-worthy” from Mom could be anything from a slightly too-revealing dress in an ad to… well, who knew? Time to find out.
Me: Ooh, blush-worthy? 😉 Spill the tea, Mom. What caught your eye? 👀
The ellipses bubbled for a good minute, anticipation building with each blink. Then, the reply popped up, and I swear I could practically hear her hesitant voice even in text form.
Mom: Well… it’s a video. And… people seem to be… enjoying it intensely? 🙈 On the internet…
I chuckled, a low rumble in my chest. Oh, this was so much better than I expected. “Intensely enjoying it,” huh? My mind raced. This was going to be fun.
Me: Intensely enjoying it? Sounds like my kind of party 🎉 😉. What is it? Don’t leave me hanging… 😈
Another, slightly shorter pause. She was clearly typing and deleting, probably biting her lip, trying to figure out how to word this.
Mom: It’s… well, it’s quite explicit. Are you… familiar with this sort of thing? 😳
My smirk widened into a full-blown grin. “Familiar”? Oh, Mom, you have no idea. This was getting deliciously interesting.
Me: Familiar? Mom, I practically live in this sort of thing 😂🔥. Tell me, is it getting you hot under the collar? 😉
A longer pause this time. I could practically picture her reaction – a mix of shock, curiosity, and maybe… just maybe… a little spark of intrigue.
Mom: Oh, you are a naughty boy! 🤭 But… I can see the appeal… kind of. 😶🌫️
“Kind of”? Progress! The fogged-up emoji was a nice touch too. She was definitely flustered, and I was loving it.
Me: Kind of? Come on, Mom, be honest. Is your heart racing a little? 😜 Is it making you think… naughty thoughts? 😏
Her response was almost immediate this time, a sign she was getting more comfortable, or maybe just more flustered and less able to censor herself.
Mom: My heart… might be beating a little faster. And… maybe a few thoughts are straying… 😳😅 You are terrible! 😈
“Straying thoughts.” Yes! This was escalating beautifully. And that devil emoji at the end? Definitely a hint of playful rebellion there.
Me: Terrible, or tempting? 😉 Don’t be shy, Mom. Is it making you wet? 💦 Tell me the truth… or maybe… show me? 😉
The ellipses danced again, longer this time, practically vibrating with unspoken thoughts. I could feel the heat rising in my own cheeks, a delicious thrill mixed with a hint of… well, maybe this was pushing it a little far, even for me. But the anticipation was too intoxicating to resist.
Mom: Wet?! 😳 Good heavens, son! What a thing to say to your mother! 🤦♀️ But… it’s… definitely… stirring something. 🔥 Don’t you dare tell your father! 🤫
“Stirring something.” Oh, yes. We were definitely onto something interesting here. The “don’t tell your father” was gold. This wasn’t just curiosity anymore; this was a secret shared thrill.
Me: “Something” good, I hope? 😉 And don’t worry, my lips are sealed… unless you want them to be unsealed somewhere else? 😈 Just kidding… mostly 😉 But seriously, what’s got you all flustered and fabulous? Tell me more about this video… Is it… educational? 🍎 Or more… hands-on learning? 👨🏫👩🏫 😉
Another pause, not quite as long this time. She was warming up, I could feel it. The resistance was melting away, replaced by… something else.
Mom: “Educational”? 😂 Hardly! Unless you consider the curriculum to be… anatomy and… extracurricular activities. 😜 It’s… two people. Very… close. And they seem to be… exploring each other quite thoroughly. 🔍 Lots of… tongue 👅 and… other things. 🙈
“Other things.” Oh, Mom. You were killing me. The emojis were getting bolder, the language more suggestive. This was way beyond anything I could have imagined when that first text buzzed in.
Me: “Exploring each other thoroughly”? Tongue and “other things”, huh? Is it… the kind of “other things” that make noises? 🔊 Or the kind that… get slippery? 🧴 😉 Don’t be shy, Mom. Paint me a picture… or better yet… show me? 👀
This time, the response was almost instant. She was definitely hooked, and I was reeling her in line by delicious line.
Mom: Oh, you are incorrigible! 🤦♀️ Noises? Yes, there are definitely noises. And… slippery? Possibly. It’s… hard to tell exactly what’s going on sometimes, it’s all a bit… entangled. 🧶 But… it’s also… mesmerizing. Hypnotic, almost. 😵💫
“Mesmerizing.” Yes! She was describing it like she was genuinely captivated. The emojis were still playful, but there was a real hint of… fascination now.
Me: “Mesmerizing”? See, Mom, I knew you had good taste! 😉 Hypnotic in a… good way? Like, making you want to… join in? 😈 Or just… watch and learn? 🤓 Maybe we could… watch it together? Movie night at my place? 🍿🎬 I can even bring the… slippery stuff. 🧴 😉
The ellipses stretched on and on, suspense building again. This was the moment of truth. Was she going to pull back? Or was she ready to dive deeper into this unexpected, slightly scandalous territory with her son? My heart pounded, a different kind of thrill now, a mix of playful audacity and genuine, unexpected… something.
Mom: “Join in”?! 😱 Absolutely not! Don’t be ridiculous! But… “watch and learn”… maybe. 🤔 And… “movie night”… hmm. Popcorn does sound good… and… maybe just a little bit curious about that “slippery stuff” you mentioned. 😶🌫️ Don’t get any ideas, young man! 🤨
Me: grins wickedly Of course Mom! Just two consenting adults enjoying some sexy content together. No funny business here! winks I’ll pick up some popcorn and lube on my way home from work tonight. Be there around 8pm sharp! Don’t be late or we might miss the good part! 😉
Mom: “Lube? Popcorn? Good heavens, what have I gotten myself into? 😳 But… I suppose it could be interesting. I know what your trying to do, your trying to get into moms pants ain’t you. 🤓 Just don’t get any ideas, mister! And don’t you dare tell your father about this! 🤫”
Mom: “Wait, what the fuck do you need lube for? 😳😳😳😳!”
Me: “Oh Mom, you’re so innocent! 😂 Lube is just for making things extra slippery and smooth, you know, for when things get… intense. 😉 Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. We can just watch and enjoy the show together. But I want to be prepared, just in case you change your mind and want to… explore a little yourself. 😏”
Mom: “Just in case I change my mind? 😳🤔😳 Explore myself? What are you implying, young man? 😤”
Me: “Oh Mom, don’t play coy. You know exactly what I mean. 😉 You’re curious, I can tell. And it’s okay to be curious. It’s natural to want to explore your own desires, even if they’re a little… taboo. 😈”
Mom: “Taboo? 😳 What are you talking about? I’m your mother, for goodness sake! I shouldn’t be having these kinds of thoughts about… about… well, you know. 😳”
Me: “About what, Mom? Say it. 😏 You know you want to. It’s okay to admit it. You’re thinking about… sex. With me. 😈”
Mom: “Sex?! 😱😱😱 No! That’s… that’s just wrong! I could never… I mean, you’re my son! 😤”
Me: “Is it really so wrong, Mom? 😉 I mean, we’re both adults here. And I can tell you’re attracted to me. I see the way you look at me sometimes, when you think I’m not paying attention. 😏”
Mom: “Attracted to you? 😳😳😳 No, that’s not… I mean, you’re my son! I’m not supposed to be attracted to you! 😤”
Me: “But you are, aren’t you, Mom? 😈 You can’t deny it. You’re thinking about what it would be like to have me inside you, filling you up, making you feel things you’ve never felt before. 😏”
Mom: “Oh god, I can’t believe I’m even entertaining this conversation! 😳😳😳 But… but yes, okay? Yes, I’ve thought about it. I’ve thought about what it would be like to have you… to have your cock inside me. 😳😳😳 But that doesn’t mean I want to actually do it! 😤”
Me: “Oh Mom, don’t be so sure about that. 😉 I can see the desire in your eyes, the way your breath hitches when I mention it. You want it, you just won’t admit it to yourself. But that’s okay, I can help with that. 😏”
Mom: “Help? 😳 How do you plan on doing that? 🤔”
Me: “By showing you just how good it can feel. 😈 By making you beg for my cock, by making you crave it like nothing else. By making you mine, Mom. 😏”
Mom: “Yours? 😳😳😳 That’s… that’s crazy! I’m your mother, not some… some fuck toy for you to use! 😤”
Me: “Is that what you think this is about, Mom? Using you? 😉 No, this is about giving you pleasure, about making you feel things you’ve never felt before. About making you come harder than you ever have in your life. 😏”
Mom: “Oh god, I can’t believe I’m even considering this! 😳😳😳 But… but what if… what if we do this, and then… then what? What happens after? 🤔”
Me: “After? 😉 After, we go back to being mother and son. But with a little extra spice, a little extra understanding between us. 😏 And who knows, maybe this will be the start of something more. Something… taboo. 😈”
Mom: “Something more? 😳😳😳 Oh god, I can’t believe I’m even thinking about this! But… but okay. Okay, let’s do this. Let’s… let’s fuck. 😳😳😳 But you have to promise me, this stays between us. Your father can never know about this! 🤫”
Me: “Of course, Mom. 😉 Your secret is safe with me. Now, come here and let me show you just how good it can be. 😏”
Mom: “Okay… okay, I’m coming. 😳😳😳 I can’t believe I’m doing this, but… but I want it. I want you. 😳”
Mom walked into my room, her eyes darting nervously around. She was wearing a tight, low-cut top that showed off her ample cleavage, and a short skirt that barely covered her ass. Her legs were long and toned, and I could see the outline of her panties through the thin fabric.
I was already naked, my hard cock standing at attention. I could see the desire in her eyes as she looked at me, her breath hitching slightly.
“Come here, Mom,” I said, my voice low and husky. “Let me show you how good it can feel.”
She hesitated for a moment, then walked over to me, her hips swaying seductively. I reached out and pulled her close, my hands gripping her ass and squeezing.
“Fuck, Mom, you feel so good,” I growled, grinding my cock against her. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
She moaned softly, her hands exploring my chest and abs. “Me too, baby. Me too.”
I reached up and pulled her top off, revealing her huge, perfect tits. Her nipples were hard and erect, and I couldn’t resist taking one in my mouth, sucking and biting gently.
“Oh fuck, yes,” she moaned, arching her back and pressing her tits into my face. “Suck on my tits, baby. Make me feel good.”
I obliged, switching between her tits and giving each one equal attention. Meanwhile, my hands were exploring her body, squeezing her ass, rubbing her thighs, and finally sliding up under her skirt to cup her pussy.
She was soaking wet, her panties drenched with her juices. I could feel her clit throbbing under my fingers as I rubbed it through the thin fabric.
“Fuck, Mom, you’re so wet,” I groaned, pulling her panties aside and sliding a finger inside her tight, hot pussy. “You want my cock, don’t you? You want me to fuck you hard and make you come all over my big, thick dick?”
“Yes, baby, yes,” she moaned, grinding her hips against my hand. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me yours.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to be inside her. I pushed her down onto the bed and spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy to me.
“Fuck, Mom, you have such a pretty pussy,” I said, rubbing the head of my cock up and down her slit, coating it in her juices. “I’m going to fuck you so good.”
And with that, I pushed inside her, feeling her tight walls stretch around my thick shaft. She moaned loudly, her back arching off the bed as I filled her up.
“Oh fuck, baby, you’re so big,” she gasped, her nails digging into my back. “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”
I obliged, pounding into her with long, deep strokes. Her pussy was so tight and wet, gripping me like a vice as I slammed into her over and over again.
“Fuck, Mom, you feel so good,” I groaned, feeling my balls slap against her ass with each thrust. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to come all over my cock.”
“Yes, baby, yes,” she moaned, her tits bouncing with each thrust. “Make me come. Make me your slutty mommy.”
Those words sent me over the edge. I fucked her harder and faster, my cock pounding into her pussy like a jackhammer. She was moaning and screaming, her pussy clamping down on me as she came hard.
“Fuck, Mom, I’m going to come,” I grunted, feeling my orgasm building. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”
“Yes, baby, yes,” she moaned, her pussy milking my cock. “Come inside me. Fill me up with your hot, sticky cum.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final, deep thrust, I exploded inside her, my cock pulsing as I shot load after load of cum deep into her pussy.
“Fuck, Mom, fuck,” I groaned, my body shaking with pleasure as I emptied myself inside her. “That was amazing.”
She smiled up at me, her eyes hazy with pleasure. “It was, baby. It was better than I ever imagined. I can’t believe I let you fuck me.”
We lay there for a moment, my cock still inside her, both of us basking in the afterglow. Then, she reached up and pulled me down for a kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth.
“Thank you, baby,” she whispered. “That was incredible.”
I smiled and kissed her back. “Anytime, Mom. Anytime.”