I begin to fantasy about mother
Noticing Mother

If you don’t like incest, this isn’t the story for you.
This is part 1 of a 2 part story.
Feedback is welcomed.

Let me start by telling you about myself. My name is Cody; I am from England. I am 6’2, and well built. I am currently studying engineering at college. My dad left me and my mother when I was 2-years-old. Ever since then it has just been me and my mother. She has had a couple of relationships in the past, but none lasting longer than 2 months.

I first started watching porn when I was in my early teens – it didn’t take me long to realise I really like MILF themed porn. At the start I would masturbate to any MILF in the world, but after while I started to search for videos with a story. I quickly found that I was watching a lot of ‘step-mom’ themed porn. I googled ‘why do I like MILF porn’ and after a few clicks I found an article written by a professor. It said that people like to watch porn with an older woman because that woman reminds them of their own mother, even if people don’t even know it.

I was shocked at what I read. I had never thought of my mother in a sexual way before. The next day I needed some batteries for my remote control, so I asked my mother if she would drive me into torn to get some. She said: “sure, baby, of course; I just need to get a shower and we’ll set off in 20 minutes.” I should describe my mother. Her name was Wendy, she was 44; she was 5’2, and far from a supermodel, but she was far from ugly. When I was at school my friends would often call her a MILF. She has large breasts, and plenty of curves, but not fat.

I waited in the kitchen for her to shower. Before I knew it she came down the stairs. It was a summer’s day, so she wasn’t wearing much. She was wearing a low-cut top and a denim skirt. She said: “are you ready, baby?” I nodded.

We lived in a rural area and the nearest shop was a 30 minute drive away. In the car I was looking out of the window when suddenly I noticed my mother’s legs out of the corner of my eye. The sun was beaming off them. I tried not to look, really I did, but no matter how many times I looked away I always found myself looking at my mother’s legs again. I thought about the article I had read the previous night, what if it was true, and all these times I have been masturbating to MILFS the real reason was because in a way they reminded me about my mother? I was really confused.

About 2 hours later we were back home. My mother suggested she make me my dinner. We were both in kitchen, her making my food and I sat at the table. Whenever her back was to me I would stare at her legs and ass. I had the biggest erection I have ever had. It was that moment my fascination with my mother began.
Over the next few years I would look forward to the days she had to work, because it meant one thing: I can find her used panties and have a great time with them. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. The smell of her pussy was an addiction to me. One night her and her then boyfriend Richard were in her room and I could hear her screaming, moaning in pleasure. I thought to myself “what a lucky bastard he is!” That relationship didn’t last long. He went and cheated on her (the fucking idiot!)

I hated it when she did have a boyfriend but it did mean she would buy sexy lingerie so that was a bonus. As the years went on I decided I needed to see my mother’s body in the flesh. I began spying on her when she was in the bath. I would offer to give her foot massages at night. She would always wear a low-cut top and pyjama shorts just before bed. When I would give her the massages she would put a cushion over my crotch and put her foot on it. She would moan because he loved how it felt. She’d say: “that feels great baby.” I would look at her and imagine I was fucking her when she saying those words. I always tried to get a glimpse of her pussy up her shorts but I never did. Luckily for me the cushion she put on my crotch was thick because she would have felt my erection if it was thin.

One night mother was downstairs drinking alone – I went to see how she was, I could see she was a little bit
“What’s wrong?” I asked her.
“Nothing, I'm just being silly,” she replied.
“Come on, you can tell me anything,” I added “I don’t like seeing you upset.”
“I’m lonely.” She said.
“You have me. I love you more than anything, you know that.” I told her.
“I know I have you, but like every woman I have needs. I shouldn’t have said that. Ignore me honey, I'm a little bit drunk.” She said.

I went up to my room. I laid in my bed for hours tossing and turning thinking about mother. I thought to myself “if I ever have anything to do with it, mother will not feel lonely ever again.” I decided I was going to make my move on her.

The next morning mother came downstairs a little hungover. Even though she was a little hungover she still looked good. We both sat at the table and talked. She was wearing a little silk nighty that didn’t leave much to the imagination.

“About what you said last night, I think I have an answer.” I told her.
Me: let’s go out tonight. My treat.
Mother: Okay honey.
Me: I want to take you on a date.
Mother: Okay baby (in a laughing tone).
Me: I don’t mean a mother and son date, I mean a date. I want to take you to dinner. You’re beautiful and it’s about time someone told you that.
Mother’s face got a lot more serious than it was.
Mother: What are you saying?
Me: I’m saying I want to take you on a date. Show you just how much I love you.
I could see she was a little shocked.
Me: Just go out with me for one night and I promise I will cheer you up.
Mother: Okay. I’ll see you later – pick me up at 7:30 (laughs).

I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I was overjoyed but at the same time I wasn’t sure if mother knew what I really meant.

The day went by so slowly, it seemed like it was never going to end. Eventually I had got dressed and made my way downstairs. Mother was getting dressed. I waited for around half an hour for her before she walked down the stairs.

“Wow!” I said. She was wearing a dark black dressed that really showed her great figure off. Her breasts were struggling to stay inside it. Her ass looked incredible. “Ready to go baby?” She asked. “Yeah” I replied.
We called a taxi and went to mother’s favourite restaurant. I noticed just about every man in the building stare at her. Mother had a huge smile on her face – she must have noticed too. The waiter took us to our booth and took our order.

Me: You look spectacular in that dress.
Mother: Aw, thank you; you don’t look too bad yourself.

I don’t know what came over me, but what I said next even shocked me.

Me: How dad could leave an ass like that is beyond me.
Mother looked shocked. But started to laugh.
Mother: Honey! You can’t say things like that I'm your mother. (Laughs)
Me: Tonight you’re Wendy, my date.
Me: He (dad) must be crazy to not want those breasts in his life anymore.
I think it hit mother that to me, she was my actual date.
Mother: You really look at me like that?
Me: All the time!
Mother: Since when?
Me: For years. Can you blame me? Any man living with a woman who looks like you would.

I could see that mother was flattered.

Mother: I don’t know what to say. What do you think about when you think about me?
Me: I would do anything to see you naked.
I thought that would creep mother out, but it didn’t. She just smiled at me.
Mother: You never know, the night is still young.
I was shocked when she said. It felt amazing to know I didn’t creep her out.
Mother: In fact, I’m not hungry – let’s go home.
We left the restaurant and called a taxi.
When we arrived home mother walked me over to the sofa and said: “Sit down.”
She them put on a CD and started to dance. She started to touch herself.
Mother: I always knew you wanted me. I have news for you: your massages don’t feel that good. I wanted to tease you. Does ‘hmmmm, baby, that feels soooo good’ ring a bell?

Now it was my turn to be shocked. All this time she knew.

Me: How did you know?
Mother: Every time I wore a skirt you couldn’t take your eyes off me. And I know you’ve been watching me get dressed in the mornings. To tell the truth, I enjoyed teasing you.
Mother: Do you want to see me take this dress off for you?
Me: Yeah (in a nervous tone).

She then slowly pulled down her dress revealing her naked body. All this time we were talking at the restaurant she wasn’t wearing any panties.

This was my ultimate fantasy, and it was coming true.

Mother: You want to fuck your mother hard, don’t you son?
I just gulped and said: “Yes mommy.”

She walked over to me, put her hands down my pants and said: “Take your mother.”

She slowly pulled my jeans down and said: “That’s a big cock you’ve got there for mommy.” I had never heard mother talk like this, so hearing her say that came as a shock to me.
She told me to lie down. At this point I was fully naked and so was she. She slowly positioned herself on me and slid my cock into her pussy.

Mother moaned: oooooh my baby, ooooooh Cody.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was screaming: “Give all that juicy hard cock to mama. Oh, that feels so good…yeah. Can you feel how wet mommy is getting?”
Then for the first time in my life she looked into my eyes and put her tongue into my mouth. I had sex 4 times before this, but none of the previous times came close to this. The passion we had was incredible.

She started to bounce up and down on my cock harder and harder, digging her nails into my skin as hard as she could. A few minutes letter she screamed: “I’m going to squirt.” It was long until she squirted all over my cock.
She got her hand and began to rub my cock whilst she was still on top of my. “Taste mommy’s juices.” She said before putting her fingers in my mouth. It was like she was possessed. I really didn’t expect her to be this kinky.

She put my dick back in her pussy and began to bounce on it again screaming: “Do you like fucking mommy? Tell me!” I replied “I love fucking mommy.”
She screamed: “Cum inside me. I want to feel it inside me. I want to feel it dripping out of me.”
It didn’t take long for me to cum. I shot the biggest load of my life inside her. Her pussy felt like a volcano erupting inside.

“Look at it dripping out of me. My son’s cum where it belongs.” She said. Then she began licking the last drip of cum from the tip of my cock and added: “It’s you and me from now on baby.” Before collapsing on top of me.

In part 2 I and mother explore each other’s bodies more. We even explore each other on camera. Including; a blowjob, me going down on her, and more positions.

Anonymous readerReport

2015-02-07 20:41:40
how could you just fuck her and its over...


2015-01-29 14:03:35
And where is the part 2 of the story you mentioned in the beginning

Anonymous readerReport

2014-05-01 10:10:31
very hot looking to read more


2014-05-01 09:08:41
very hot looking to read more

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