Incest/Taboo Helping Mom in Every Way

Today's the day. She gets released from the hospital and I can finally take mom home. We've been through enough as is, I hated that she had to stay at the hospital for so long without being able to rest in her own home.

It happened a couple months back. My parents were coming back from a date and they were hit by a drunk driver. They tell me my father died on impact, and that my mom was paralyzed. However she didn't give up and with the treatments she received mom has regained some movement in her legs.

Though she will still be in a wheelchair for the foreseeable future.

I stood outside by the car waiting on the nurse, said she would meet me out here with mom. Before long a nurse pushed a beautiful woman out. Her long black hair covered her left shoulder as she forced a smile my direction. She wore a baggy sweatshirt I had brought her to combat the hospital's frigid air.

My eyes unexpectedly drifted to her chest. From the movement of them along with the two very distinct bumps, I realized she wasn't wearing a bra. It only took me a second to realize I was glancing at my mothers large breasts before I quickly pried my eyes away.

I only looked because they were moving so much, yeah, what man's eyes wouldn't drift to them.

She wore matching gray sweatpants and when she came to a stop she reached down and grabbed her left leg, pulling it off the support and placing her foot on the ground.

The nurse quickly came around, "I'll help you get into the car Sasha."

I put my hand out motioning to the nurse, "No, I can handle it. Thank you for all you've done for my mom"

I bent over and put one arm under both her legs and the other around her back. After I picked her up in my arms I couldn't help but notice how small and light she seemed. I'm just under six foot and liked to lift weights but I didn't think any adult would be this light. Not that I had picked up my mom before.

The nurse quickly folded up the chair as I spoke, "you can put it in the trunk, it's unlocked."

I gently placed her in the passenger seat. She once again forced a smile but didn't say anything. I'll respect that she doesn't want to talk for now, it wasn't like there was much to say. I had been visiting every day.

I shut the door and walked around the back of the car to make sure the chair was stowed and the trunk shut.

The nurse stopped me, "she is a very strong woman, physically she has progressed leaps and bounds... but I think the hardest part from here on out will be the mental battle. Do your best to pay attention to her mental health in the days to come."

"I will, and thank you" I gave the nurse a hug.

She had been an amazing help through all this. She even took the time to give me personal lessons on what I would need to do from now on to take care of mom. I got in the car without saying a word and started driving us home.

It wasn't long before she said something, "you know I'm happy to come home it's just..."

"You don't have to think about shit like that mom, I'm just happy to have you back. Don't worry about a damn thing, I'm going to be taking care of you." I kept my eyes on the road as I spoke.

She put a hand on my shoulder, "don't cuss so much."

"Oh, sorry."

She rubbed my shoulder, " and thank you."


It wasn't long before the awaited awkward time had come. The nurse had prepared me for this, I needed to help mom bathe and change. She could do most of it by herself except for getting in and out of the tub, and minor help while changing. I picked mom up and carried her upstairs.

Her face was bright red, she was a very shy woman even when she wasn't put in an embarrassing situation. I felt so bad for her but I couldn't neglect her just because of that. My father wasn't here anymore and I was going to make sure I took care of her.

I laid her down on the bed, she couldn't look at my face, "I'm sorry you have to do this, a child shouldn't have to take care of a parent like this."

I leaned over my mother and grabbed her face, pulling it towards me and looking her in the eyes. "It's a great pleasure to be able to give back to you. Besides, don't act like this wouldn't happen eventually. So what if you're not old and decrepit yet, you're still my mom and I'm going to take care of you. If your old and beautiful or young and beautiful, it doesn't matter"

I knew that line would really embarrass her but I had to make it a point to let her know that just because she was different now that didn't mean I thought of her different, or loved her any less.

"Now I'll go get the bath ready, you go ahead and take off your clothes. If you can't get them all off then I'll help you after I get back," she nodded her head as she stared at the wall.

This was going to be uncomfortable for both of us but we had to get used to this, now everyday occurrence.

After getting the water right and filling up the tub I walked back into the connecting bedroom with my mom now laying on the bed doing her best to cover her large breasts with one arm and her hand between her legs.

Her breasts spilled out from behind her arm but she managed to cover what must be her surprisingly small nipples. Her arms were more toned than I remembered them and her stomach was as flat as ever. However her legs no longer were as curvy as I had remembered from when we would go to the beach. They were slender but still shapely. I could see a clear gap between her thighs, she now had the legs of an athletic teenager rather than the curvy ones of a middle-aged woman.

My heart began to pound as I took in the sight. I thought I had prepared myself for it but her beauty had still caught me off guard.

Gathering myself I quickly walked over to her and went to pick her up before stopping, "mom, I'm going to touch you now, are you ready?"

Without looking at me she nodded her head.

Her not looking at me might be a blessing. If she saw the way my eyes scanned her body against my will it would only make things more awkward. Sliding my hands between her and the bed I felt her soft skin. She was trembling slightly.

As my hand ran across her back I felt what must be the scar from some of the surgeries she had undergone. I lifted her up and held her to me tightly.

Every step with her in my arms I could feel it starting to rise against my will.

Taking a knee I slowly lowered her into the tub. No matter how light she was, I grew unsteady the lower she got. She must have felt it because she reached out and grabbed either side of the tub, her breasts swinging freely. Her pubic hair was well trimmed despite just getting out of the hospital. I quickly turned around and leaned my back up against the tub.

"What are you doing?" her voice was a nervous wreck.

"If you think I'm going to leave you alone you better think again. Until we both get used to this and find a rhythm, I'm going to be by your side every minute of the day." I rested my arms on my lap, hoping to completely cover my erection.

"That isn't necessary, I'm not going to drown in a tub." my mothers voice was now more reassuring than nervous.

"This isn't up for debate" realizing how harsh that had sounded I turned to her to explain myself and make sure I hadn't upset her. Soon I was splashed with water as she brought her hand up to over my eyes. "Oh, sorry mom." I turned around.

"It's fine, just don't look. Okay?"

"Of course." My mom was a very passive woman and wasn't one to argue. I don't know if that's because my father did everything for her or if he did that because she was always like this.

I sat there in silence to hopefully make her feel more comfortable. It was a while but I heard her soft voice, "I'm done."

"Ok, I'm going to turn around now."

When I saw her she was once again doing her best to cover herself. I reached in the tub and lifted her up, the water running off every part of her body.

I took a step towards the bedroom and she almost whispered, "I still have to dry off."

"Oh..yes, that's right." in my haste to lift her up and over my hard-on I had forgotten the most obvious thing. "How should we..." how had I not even thought of how to do this.

It was a part of bathing that I did automatically so I had overlooked it.

"Set me on the edge of the tub, I'll dry myself off." I placed her on the edge like she said.

I reached back to make sure she wasn't hanging over into the tub too much, she could fall back if she was. My hand brushed her ass and she jumped and began to fall back into the tub.

I instantly wrapped my arm around her back and braced my other against the wall to stop her fall.

With our faces close together I looked into her dark brown eyes, "I'm sorry, I was just trying to make sure you weren't going to fall in."

"... it's fine, I shouldn't have jumped like that," she said.

I put her back on the edge and she dried herself.

Afterwards I placed her on the bed and gave her the nightgown she had asked me to grab. She slipped it on while I faced the other way.

"You can turn around now." she whispered.

I understood that it was probably the easiest thing to put on but the nightgown showed so much cleavage that I was fighting for my life trying not to look at it. I had always known my mother was beautiful but taking care of her and seeing more of her than I had ever thought I would I couldn't help but be drawn in by it. I needed to get out of here before she realized how my body was reacting to hers.

"Goodnight, if you need anything just-"

She cut me off, "I was actually hoping you would sleep in here. Being here.. Without your father..."

"Oh, well that's not a problem" FUCK, I'm going to be hard all night. "I'll just change and come back."


I walked back in the room with jeans and a shirt on and awkwardly laid down in the bed next to mom

"You're going to sleep in that?"

"Yeah, I normally sleep in my boxers so I don't have any pj's."

Mom let out a little chuckle, "Just like your father, it's fine, go ahead and take off your clothes, it's not going to bother me."

"No it's fine"

"Really so you can strip me down but you getting in your boxers is too much?"

"No, it's just.. Well.."

She raised an eyebrow at me letting me know she was serious about what she had said. Was this her way of getting revenge on me for seeing her naked? No way, what am I thinking, she's just thinking about me.

I stood up facing away and stripped down to my boxers. Sitting down on the bed I lifted the blanket up to cover my little buddy standing at attention and slid under the covers. I kept my back to her, laying on my side, "goodnight"

"Goodnight" she whispered back to me.


I woke up to a calming smell. While beginning to open my eyes something pressed against my morning wood causing me to push my hips forward.

With my eyes now open all I could see was my mom's hair. Coming to, I realized my hand was holding something large and soft.

Oh God, my hand is gripping my mom's right tit while my cock that had slipped out of my boxers was wedged between her thighs. The pressure felt amazing even without moving and it was so wet. Had I cum between Mom's thighs while I was sleeping?

I slowly let go of her breast and began to slide my, still hard, wet cock from between her thighs.

The feeling when I pulled back was incredible and that's when it hit me. I wasn't between her thighs, I was inside of Mom. I froze the second I realized it. If I move too much she might wake up. How had she not woken up already? Did her feeling of touch below the waist really get that numb that I could go balls deep inside her without waking her up? Was it a medication she was taking?

While I was lost in thought and frozen in fear, my hips pushed forward again and filled up Mom. I felt my tip hit something firm that it wasn't going to go past. The increased pressure almost made me cum inside her.

What the fuck was I doing? It felt so good I moved without thinking. Even if she can't feel it the second she wakes up she would figure out what's happening. That her only son had taken advantage of her while she slept.

I started to unsheathe my cock from inside my mother. Moving as slowly as I could so I didn't wake her or more importantly, accidentally cum inside her.

A few inches later my cock popped out of her glistening pussy. Every inch of my cock was wet and her pussy was dripping.

Did Mom always get this wet? What am I saying? I wouldn't and shouldn't have known. I'm her son. Her son who has never been harder in his life than after he had been inside his mother.

I'm definitely going straight to hell.

It took some time but I was able to quell my hard-on. Thankfully I did because moments later my mother began to shift in bed.

"You awake Mom?" I whispered in case she wasn't quite yet.

She gave me a very breathy "yes" but stayed on her side facing away from me.

Ok David. That never happened! You weren't just inside your mom, it wasn't the best feeling you had ever had, and it definitely isn't going to happen again.

"Let's get ready for the day I guess"


We went through the motions of the day and mom was her usual unsure and shy self. Thank God, she really must not have felt or noticed anything.

We had our awkward moments but I was getting better at taking care of her and that's all that mattered. The only thing she outright refused to let me help her with was using the bathroom which makes sense. She made me set her on the toilet and leave after turning on the sink for her.

It would take her some time but I assume she was able to get everything she needed done, she would then call for me to come get her.

It wasn't long before I was laying her down in bed again and turning around as she put on the nightgown. The more I looked at it the more provocative it seemed for a nightgown.

"You're good..."

I turned and my eyes stared at mom's cleavage, "I'll go shower then." I walked to the door.

"You're going to come back right?" Mom said with a worried voice.

"Of course, I'm not leaving you. If you need anything just holler. I'll leave the door open."

" Well if you're going to do that..." Mom used her arms to lift herself into a seated position with her back against the headboard, her breasts jiggling the whole time. "You might as well use this bathroom." she rested her hands in her lap.

" You're right, that's a better idea" I grabbed a pair of boxers from my room and headed back to Mom's Master bedroom. Going into the bathroom I began taking off my clothes and soon realized that she would be able to see everything if I left the door open.

Was there a need to leave it open now since I was so close? I had said I would though. I've seen her naked a bunch so did it really matter if she saw me? Fuck it.

I continued stripping, leaving nothing. "Oh.... I" I heard Mom's voice over the running water before I had stepped in the shower.

I walked to the door frame, " yes, you okay?"

She turned her head quickly, " no, I was just surprised."

I looked down. " Shit I'm sorry I'll shut the door!" I was constantly getting hard around my mom so while I wasn't hard at the moment, my dick was full of blood and ready to go at a moment's notice.

"No, it's fine. It just surprised me for a second. Nothing I haven't seen before."


After showering I laid down in bed with Mom, once again in my boxers.

"Could you, um. Would you mind holding me? It's just, your father would always hold me and I've slept like that since high school. I had trouble sleeping last night." said mom.

Mom hadn't faced me probably because she was embarrassed to ask this but I didn't mind at all.

"Of course," I reached out, wrapping my arm around her stomach and puking her across the bed and into my arms.

She had let out a surprised yelp. Should I have slid over to her? She was so light that I had just pulled her to me. Oh no, it had only been seconds but spooning with my mother had gotten me hard again.

She didn't say anything about the throbbing cock now pressed against her ass.

Maybe she really lost most sensation below her waist. Would she be able to orgasm? What the hell am I thinking about? I didn't need to know the answer to that.

Her body was surprisingly hot for how small she was. Not only was she just above five feet tall but because of the accident she had lost a lot of weight. I soon drifted off to sleep with the rhythm of her breathing.


I woke up with my heart pounding and my cock throbbing. It was still dark outside and even darker in the room. The familiar euphoria of being inside my mom enveloped my dick. I had one hand resting on her hip, her nightgown now slid up above my hand. The other was in-between her cleavage with a firm grip on her bare breasts.

Fuck, what have I done again.

Even if she couldn't feel anything below the waist it was still dangerous to fondle her soft round tits and her hard little nipples.

My fingers pulled at her nipple.

What am I doing? I need to stop.

As I tugged on the nipple my mom's back arched, shoving my dick further inside her. I sucked in a sharp breath because of the sudden pleasure.

Before I knew it my mother's body was rocking back and forth as I thrusted in and out of her. The wet sounds from where our bodies connected rang out with every thrust.

How was she so fucking wet? I can't stop myself. I don't want to stop myself, it feels too good.

Before I knew it I was cumming inside my mother. I squeezed her hip as I shoved as deep inside her as I possibly could.

Every shot of cum I did inside of her sent shivers of pleasure through my whole body.

I didn't. Did I just cum inside of her? What the fuck am I suppose to do now?

I laid there, resting deep inside of her for a while. Pulling out I got up and grabbed some toilet paper. Getting back in bed I pressed the paper against her pussy and with my other hand I put pressure on her lower stomach. The ounces of cum slowly worked its way out of her in spurts.​