Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story
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My greatest sexual experience was with my mom
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I was 17 and a senior in high school. I had made out with a number of girls. but had never had sex with any. I wanted to, but just never could get past the fear of getting some girl pregnant. Needless to say I was getting a lot of experience masturbating.
My mother was 23 years older than I was. She was 5'7", black hair and dark eyes. She wasn't a centerfold but she looked good. She had a nice small waistline, pretty legs and what looked like perky breast which tapered to the nipples. I really never thought about my mom, in a sexual way, until one morning at home.
She wore a nice dress with a little bit of cleavage showing. We were standing face to face. I was handing her a piece of paper and it slipped from my hand. She said she would get it, she bent over to pick it up, and when she did I was able to see down the top of her dress. I noticed two nice rounded breast, and that her left breast had a freckle near her chest. I could not see the nipples but it got me excited. I started to get hard and thought, what is the matter with you, this is your mother.
She stood up and asked if I was all right, my face was flush, I said I was and then walked around her and went to my bedroom. When I got there I unzipped my pants, took out my cock and jerked off. It did not take me long to reach orgasm. I shot a load, all over the bed. I grabbed a pair of underpants and wiped it up, hoping my mother would not see the signs. I felt excited and guilty, it was the first time I had jerked off thinking about my mother. My mother! How could I do that?
For the next week I could not get, my mother, out of my mind. I watched how she walked, the way her ass swayed beneath her clothes. She did have a nice rounded ass, which seemed the perfect size for her.
I noticed the smell of her sweet perfume.
I saw how nice her blouses looked on her. How they d****d her breast. How her breast looked like two torpedos that I would like to press my lips to.
Every night that week I masturbated to the thought of making out and having sex with her.
Was I sick, or was this natural?
It was a Friday night, my father was at the club and my brothers were in bed. My mother was in her night gown, sitting at the kitchen table. It was not a sexy night gown, but I was trying to picture how her body looked underneath it.
My pants were beginning to bulge from my hardening cock, I did not want my mother to see the bulge, so I went into the bathroom. I closed the door, took down my pants and began to stroke my 6 1/2" cock. I was standing in front of the sink, daydreaming about my mother when I heard her voice.
"Are you allright?" she said, as she opened the door. I had forgotten to lock it. Her eyes got big as she looked down at my cock in my hand.
She said, "sorry", and quickly closed the door.
My mother had caught me jerking off! What would happen next?
What would she say?
Would she tell my father?
My dick went limp. I pulled up my pants and hurried to my room.
The next day I stayed in bed as long as I could. Not knowing what to expect.
I finally got up about 9am, late for me.
My father was working overtime at the mill. My brothers were all ready outside playing.
"Good morning," said my mother, "you slept in today, not like you."
I mumbled something.
"Sit down" she said, "I think we need to talk."
Those words shot a pang of guilt thru my mind.
My first thought was how many mothers catch their son's jerking off?
What would be my punishment?
"About what I saw last night!"she started to say.
" I am sorry", I interjected, "it won't happen again."
She gave out a little laugh.
"It's ok," she said, "it is natural for a young boy your age." "What were you thinking about when you were"....she blushed..."when I saw you."
I couldn't tell her I was thinking about her, after all she's my mother.
"I found some of dad's playboys and was thinking about the photos," I said. "You know you are not suppose to go in our bedroom." "Are you sure that is what you were thinking?" she replied.
I don't know how or why I did it, my heart was pounding and all I could think of was fucking my mother, I blurted out "I was really thinking about you, mom."
There was silence for what seemed to be hours, of course wasn't. Why did I say that? I was feeling that, but to say it!
"I am your mother, you should not be thinking of me like that." "Why don't you find one of your friends and we will talk again later."
Oh, Boy, I thought, I really did it this time.
The kitchen door led to a small foyer with two other doors, one went outside and the other upstairs. There were three rooms upstairs, used for storage, but since I was the oldest I used a room for building my model cars, it was my room. I opened and closed the door leading to outside, but went upstairs, very quietly, I thought, so as not to let my mother hear.
I was feeling horny again, and still could not get rid of the thought of wanting to make love to my mother. I went into my room and pulled down my pants. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it, eyes closed and thinking about how it would be seeing my mom naked.
I did not hear her footsteps.
"Are you up here?" she asked, as she walked around the corner into my room. I panicked. I tried to pull my pants up quickly.
"It's all right," she said.
"I thought I heard you come up here. Were you really thinking about me the other night."
"I said "yes."
She replied, "do you mind if I watch you? I cannot stop thinking about what I saw when I walked in the bathroom, you holding your dick in your hand."
It looked so hard and the head of it so big."
Did I just hear right? Did my mother say she wanted to watch me jerk off? That she was thinking about me, like I was her? Is this really happening? My heart was pounding, my head was spinning and I was lusting after my mother. I said, "ok, sure, you can watch."
She said, "maybe this will help." She unbuttoned her blouse, reached around her back, and pulled off her bra. I could not get enough. My eyes widened. Her breast were nicer than I ever dreamed. They were milky white, round breast against her chest, then tapered to a pink point. She grabbed her nipple on the breast with the freckle and gave it a gentle squeeze. The nipples got erect. She stared at me. I was hard as a rock, I grabbed my cock and began stroking it. "Stroke it while you look at me," she said.
I noticed her breath was getting heavier. I could not take my eyes off of her. One of her hands was now under her skirt.
"Were you really thinking of me, when you were playing with yourself?" she asked, again.
"For over a week now mom, every night." I said.
"I guess I should explain to you, about the birds and the bees, unless you all ready know."
I'd like that," I said.
"Have you ever had sex with a girl?" she asked. "No, I haven't" I replied. I did not care at this point, I wanted to let her know I wanted her. "I would like my first time to be with you mom." I said.
"You must never tell anyone," she said, "ever."
"I can't believe I am doing this, my own son, but I want to be your first to." She came over to me put one of her breast in my face. I tried to get the whole breast in my mouth, but couldn't. She backed off, put her lips on mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I thought I was going to cum right then, I had to release my cock or I would have shot my load all over her skirt. The reality of making out with my mother was so much more exciting than the dream.
She moved over to the desk and sat, pulled up her skirt, spreading her legs.
"I want to show you how and what to do, if that's ok."
I said "please do," without hesitation. I looked at her legs spread, in between them was a small patch of black hair. The hair was glistening from what looked liked water drops.
"Put your head between my legs," she said.
I got closer. She reached over, grabbed my head and pulled me into her very wet pussy. She spread her vaginal lips apart and asked me to suck and lick her clit, as she held it between her fingers.
There it was, like a small penis sticking out wet and pink. I was so hot, I went down oh my moms pussy sucking and licking, I was tasting my mothers' wetness.
Licking her like it was the best thing I ever tasted.
The smell of her pussy really got me excited.
Her breath was very heavy, and she was moaning deeply.
I placed my hands underneath her ass, lifter her up a little bit so I could lick her from ass to clit. She must have liked it because she let out a little squeal of delight.
"Can I fuck you?" I asked.
"Yes, son, I want you to fuck me. Stand up and come close to me." she said.
I stood up, she grabbed my cock and brought me in between her legs.
She said, "now bring your cock closer so you can feel me."
I brought the head of my cock toward her until I felt her wetness and her pussy against it.
"Feel that," she said, "now push in a little harder until you feel the head of your cock enter me."
I was about to fuck my mother. She would be my first fuck. My mom was giving me instruction on how to fuck a woman, not just any woman, her.
I felt the head of my cock enter, penetrate into her.
This is where I came into the world from and now I am inside, my cock is inside my mother. Just the thought of it was exciting me.
I could not believe how great it felt. "Ok now, son, push yourself all the way in, until your balls slap against my ass. How easily my cock slid in and out, how her vagina felt tight around my it.
She was panting, I was panting. I had never felt anything like this. I could feel my cock getting wetter as she arched herself against me. I bent over to suck on her nicely shaped nipples, again.
With that she said "I am cumming son."
"I am fucking my own son." She let out a loud moan. My cock was getting wetter inside of her. I was just about to shoot my load into her.
"Don't cum in me, pull out," mom said.
I pulled out.
She grabbed my cock, got on her knees and slid my cock into her mouth.
She said, "I want you to cum now. I want to taste my sons cum."
A few seconds of feeling my mothers mouth around my cock and thinking about what just happened I shot one string after another into her mouth, I could hear her swallow.
She got up gave me a hug, and we kissed.
The kiss was deep and wet. I did not want to stop kissing her.
But, she pulled away, put on her blouse, and said, "this is our little secret," "There is more I want to show you."
And that is for another day.
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