Incest/Taboo Mom from the Tub and into my Bed

Sitting in the living room watching TV one evening, I heard Mom squeal in surprise. Then, a minute later, I heard, "Danny! Help!"

Mom had been going to get her evening shower, which she had told me about a few minutes before. I rushed to where I knew she should be, the bathroom. When I got there, I got the most surprising and erotic sight in quite a while. There was my naked mother bent over the side of the bathtub, struggling to right herself, but her bare feet were getting no purchase on the slick linoleum floor. Her hands were flailing around the enclosure just as ineffectually. Then she gave up and just lay there awaiting me with an exasperated sigh.

I stared a moment at my naked Mom, her bare ass pointed directly at me standing in the door. The spread of her mature creamy white butt turned me on, and my hard-on came up in a flash. Mom's pussy and little brown pucker were staring right at me, and I felt a sexual pull I had never had for my Mom before. The sheer erotic sight before me made my body react, and my brain went into overdrive. There before me, my mother's pussy was slightly spread and appeared slightly moist.

"Danny, come help me!" Mom called out again, not realizing that I was standing right there.

Without conscious thought, I dropped my shorts and skivvies to the floor, sank to my knees behind Mom, and slid my turgid pole directly into her moist center. She squealed out her surprise, and then a light moan escaped her lips. When I bottomed out, another louder moan left her lips, as did I. Mine sounded more like a low growl.

"Oh, Danny...what...are you...doing?" Mom asked, not fighting me off at all.

"Mom, your pussy just called to me. I had to push into you. My god, you're scorching hot and wet. It feels wonderful." That was when it occurred to me that I hadn't seen any hair. "Oh, Mom, you're even shaved clean the way I like it, too."

That's when I stopped talking and began pumping slowly into my Mom's pussy. She moaned again, and I smiled, knowing that I was giving her that pleasure. Soon, Mom was groaning out, "Uh, uh, uh," to each of my thrusts. Not long after, her hands came up and were pushing on the other side of the tub, pushing her butt and pussy back at me. She was helping me bury my cock deeper into her tight hot love tunnel.

"Oh god, Danny...We sho...should...shouldn't...be...doing...this. Oh, Jesus Christ...that...feels...good...though." She husks out breathily.

"Mom, you feel better than any of the girls I've been with before. Hotter, wetter, and even tighter. I love having you, Mom. I love you, Mom. I could do this all night." I groaned again as Mom's pussy pulsed tightly around my cock and as I continued to plumb her depths. She also moaned in unexpected passion and need.

"But, Honey, uh,...this is...wrong. Uh. But god...you feel...so good...fucking me." Mom moans out.

It surprised me to hear my usually, very proper mother say 'fucking', but that made this all the hotter. I picked up my pace slightly to more moans from us both.

Maybe I should tell you about my family and how I came to be balls deep in my Mom.

Mom is a twice-widowed middle-aged woman who is 5'4" tall. She is petite, but her figure is nicely rounded in all the best ways. Her breasts are a little big for her small frame, but that just makes them seem that much more alluring. Her hips are slightly spread, giving her a set of wide hips. This gives her a pleasing hourglass figure with a small waist but hardly thin.

After having five sons, it's not surprising that she would have some lasting effects on her body, but Mom is far from fat, maybe what they used to call Rubenesque. Her blonde hair is cut short but styled with a cute perm, giving her a pixie-ish look. Her piercing blue eyes never miss a thing. After two husbands and five mischievous sons, she couldn't be misled easily. Mom always had a kind word and a slight smile for anyone she interacted with. This is probably where I got my initial shyness but also my big heart to help people.

Mom had been married and widowed by her first husband, Don. They had owned a farm in upstate New York and made a decent, if meager, living. But Don had been killed in a farming accident when my next older brother, James, was only eight. Our oldest brother, Don Jr., was fifteen and planning a trip into the Air Force when he graduated. Greg was fourteen, and Todd was eleven. Mom ran the farm with the boy's help until she met my Dad, and Don went off to the Air Force. She sold the farm, and the six of us moved to a smallish house in New Jersey. They married just before that, but by then, Dad joined the Army National Guard and, after boot camp, was stationed in New Jersey at a drawing down Fort Dix.

Not long after that was the enormous tragedy in New York City and Pennsylvania on September 11th. A year later, Dad was deployed to Iraq, and before it was two years, he was killed in combat. We receive a moderate stipend from my Dad's death benefits, and he received a military funeral. My mom was now a two-time widow with five sons, three at home, one in the service and the other in college away in California. Both my other brothers, James and Todd, ended up joining the armed services also, James into the Marines and Todd into the Navy.

After they left our small home, Mom and I moved again, this time into New York City. That's where she had gotten a job as a secretary at a big car dealership. We lived in a tiny two-bedroom walkup. I slowly made friends and soon loved playing soccer, and I finally found both real friends and a sport I would genuinely love and excel at. My high school went to the state finals in my first year and every year until I graduated. We came in second that first year but won each year afterward. I would now go on to NYU on a combined soccer and academic scholarship. I am proud to be a Violet.

Throughout my high school years and these days into college, I have continued to play at leagues in Central Park during the summer. I am a decent athlete and a better-than-average winger. I score regularly on the field, which translates into scoring better than average off the field. Mom was always at every local game and even was a chaperone for a few away games. Dad is my hero, but Mom is my champion. She supported, and still does, every activity and hobby I would find as I grew up.

Since I described Mom, I should do that about myself, too. I'm a 5'10", 165# man with Mom's blonde hair and blue eyes, her infectious smile, and her love for family. With my days pretty packed during the fall and winter, we spend as much time together during the summers as possible. That's how I ended up being home on a summer Wednesday evening with Mom.

To Mom's statement that what we were doing was wrong, I eventually answered, "This...isn't... wrong...Mom. I love you... as my Mom... and now... as a desirable...woman. I know...you enjoy...sex...or you wouldn't... have five sons. So just...enjoy this...with me."

She moans loudly and nods her head. I plow into Mom for about five minutes before Mom says, "Stop, Baby. Take me...to...your...bed and ...let's be...comfortable."

Without answering, I slowly stop and pull out of Mom's scorching pussy. I can't wait to get back in there. I spread my legs under me and roll back, pulling Mom from the edge of the tub. We lay there for several seconds, gathering our breaths before Mom climbed to her feet. She looks down on me and my still hard cock, covered in her juices and matting my pubic hair.

"I love you too, Danny. Your nice cock reminds me of your Dad." She grins at me as I stand up and fold her in my arms, kissing my mother as a lover for the first time. The passion builds, and soon we are holding hands as I led Mom to my bedroom and onto my bed. We lay together and returned to the passionate kissing we had just started. Our hands are soon in motion and caressing each other in ways we have never done before. Mom's skin is super soft due to her usual lotion regimen after a shower.

Her big breasts are soft yet firm, with large nipples and areolas. I start there and begin caressing her large globes before beginning to stroke her nipples to hardened points of pleasure. I molest both breasts to hardness before slipping my hand south to her sopping wet pussy. My excitement at feeling my mother's hot quim makes my cock pulse with my hammering heartbeat. I stay outside for a few minutes, enjoying the smoothness of her silky soft mound and outer lips. I bump her clit gently a few times to deep moans from Mom.

As I feel her up, she gives me the same treatment. Her fingers start at my face as we kiss tenderly. They travel south to my sparse chest hair and my nipples, and she runs her fingers around them for at least a few minutes. Her touch is electric, erotic, and exciting at a whole new level I have never experienced before. When my hand slips from her breasts to her moist center, hers follows, trailing down across my four-pack abs to eventually take my sticky wet cock in hand. After a minute, she breaks from our kissing to spit generously into her hand and returns it to my steel rod of a cock.

As she returns to stroking with better lubrication, I slip my middle finger into her hot pussy and begin slowly finger fucking my mother. She starts moaning lightly into our kisses. When I curl my finger up and begin rubbing her G-spot, her legs spread wider, giving me better access. Her stroking of my cock feels great, but I concentrate on making my mother cum and push my needs off until she gets off. I slip a second finger in to join the first, making Mom moan harder and louder. Soon, she breaks our kissing to be able to breathe as her breaths are coming in gasps now.

I see the flush in her face and upper chest as she nears her orgasm. I add my thumb to gently caressing her clit in slow, gentle circles around it, only occasionally flicking her bean to heavier gasps from Mom.

I surprise Mom by stopping, but I grin and slip from her arms and down to her superheated pussy. I gently widen her legs and slip between them to bring Mom to orgasm with my mouth. I slurp her copious juices before licking every part of her slick and burning pussy flesh. To finish her, I stuff my hardened tongue deep into her hot hole while my thumb strums her clit. Mom goes off like a Roman candle.

She screams out, "Oh, Yes!! I'm Cu..cuu.. cummming, Danny!"

Her pussy clamps down on my still-buried fingers as her honey pours forth from her spasming pussy. I slurp and drink her juices like it will save me from dying. Her hand that was on my cock grips the back of my head and pushes me deeper into her heaving pussy and gyrating hips as she cums. When she comes down and releases my head, I finish licking her juices as they cover my face in exquisite musky yet sweet tastes. When I complete her basic cleanup, I slip back up beside her and kiss her tenderly.

"Oh, Danny. I haven't cum like that in over a decade, not since the night before your Dad left for combat." I smile, fold her into my arms, and hug her tightly.

I whisper into her ear, "I will do that every night if you want me to. I love the way you taste, Mom. My next mission is to make love to you and bring you to another massive orgasm. Does that sound like something that would interest you?" I say gently into her ear. I pull back and look Mom in the eyes, see a huge grin and head nod. I kiss her again, this time with more passion, and our tongues battle for at least five minutes before we have to come up for air.

When we have our breaths back, I slip between her thighs again, this time slipping my hard cock to her wet entrance, and I wait.

"Oh, Danny. Put it back inside. I need you to finish what you started in the bathroom. Very naughty of you, by the way. But I guess I will forgive you since I've cum once, and I think after the next one may not be able to tell you. Stuff me full, Danny. I want my baby boy to 'have' me like you said earlier."

I slide my hard cock into Mom's furnace and begin stroking at a rapid pace, working on ramping Mom's excitement to the rafters. She knows what I'm doing and does nothing to impede my making her cum again. My pleasure combines with hers, and when she goes off several minutes later, I cum too. I fill my mother with my seed to a massive moan from Mom and an even deeper growl from me. I wonder if I am knocking up 'Fertile Myrtle' as people have kidded my Mom after having four sons in a short time and then me later. I smile at the thought but doubt that will be the case.

We kiss gently for a bit after our shared orgasm until my deflated cock slips from Mom's still-tight honey hole. Mom sighs dramatically as I slip free, then chuckles as our cum begins to slither from her well-used hole.

"Care to have another try at that shower, Mom? With some company, that is." I asked, grinning.

Mom grins back widely and replies, "I don't know. Do you think we will both fit in the shower? I mean it might get a little 'tight' in there. We may end up bumping into each other a lot."

"Well, we started out bumping into each other in the bathroom, so what's the difference if we 'bump' a little more inside the shower? It might even be fun." We kiss, laughing at all the flying innuendo and sexual heat.

We step from my bed, and Mom quick-steps right into the shower to keep from drizzling my cum all over the apartment floor. I chuckle but follow close behind. I watch Mom's butt jiggle slightly, and my cock twitches at the sight. Mom gets the water on and the temperature set after stepping inside. I admire Mom's ass again nearly as lustily as when she was bent over the tub edge. When she stands back up, I step in behind her and wrap her in my arms again. She coos, and I moan lightly at feeling Mom's naked body pressed back into mine.

Mom's arms wrap across mine around her middle, and she steps us into the shower spray. We wet down, rubbing water into each other after Mom turns around. We kiss a few more times quickly and lightly, none lingering long. We share the soap and wash each other quickly yet thoroughly. When I wash Mom's pussy, I slip my middle finger into her still-hot honey hole to a renewed moaning from Mom. She meanwhile grabs my cock in a soapy grip and strokes lovingly. Our shower is too small, or I would bend Mom over and fuck her again. Instead, I continue to finger fuck Mom adding a second digit and thumb to again get her off. I slip my fingers from her pussy and slurp them clean while Mom watches.

"I should taste you too soon. It's only fair, but not tonight or in here. I want to be comfortable as I suck your cock to a massive mouth-flooding cum so that I can swallow your load down." Her eyes are full of naughty mischief, but I also see she is tired from a long day at work. I kiss her tenderly, and after rinsing her downstairs again, we kill the water.

I step out for our towels, handing Mom hers while she is still in the tub. We dry off, and I help Mom get out of the tub. She continues to hold my hand as we walk out. I start to head for my room, but Mom has other plans.

"Sleep with me tonight, Danny. After tonight, I don't want to sleep alone anymore." I smile and follow Mom into her room, still holding hands. I motion Mom into bed so she can take whichever side she will use, and I take the other side. In the end, it doesn't really matter. We ended up cuddling in the middle, with me wrapped around my petite and sexy Mom. Mom sighs once and is asleep in seconds. I lay awake for several minutes, going over the evening's happenings with a huge smile on my face before sleep finally claims me, too.

I wake early, needing to hit the bathroom. I slip from around Mom, being careful not to wake her. I take care of my business and return to her bedroom. Mom has rolled more to her back, and the covers have slipped down, exposing her left breast. I slip in beside her on the bed and begin to caress her exposed tit. I palm it and squeeze it gently until her nipple hardens under my palm. I move my hand to the other one, pushing the covers back to gain access. I give it the same treatment. As I do, I lean down and kiss Mom gently until she begins to stir. I then lightly flick my tongue across her lips. She is soon kissing me back as her eyes popped open to look into my eyes filled with love.

We kiss lightly with the tips of our tongues, them slipping back and forth gently and languidly. The passion builds, and Mom's hands first lightly take and hold of my face as we kiss, but before long, they slide down my body to my hardening cock. I am hard as steel when she lightly grasps it with both hands. My hand reaches under the covers, pushing them down as I go until my fingers brush Mom's soft center. Using her wetness, I slip my finger inside her again. Our passion builds rapidly this morning, and I climb onto the bed, pulling the covers completely off it.

Mom's breath is quickly nearly out of control, and her breasts are heaving deliciously. I face plant onto one tit and latch onto a nipple and start sucking. I add a little nibbling to excite her further, my finger still working her honey hole slowly. I switch back and forth between her breasts.

Mom begins moaning, "Oh, Danny. You're going to make me cum soon."

I mash down on her clit with my thumb and pop a second finger inside. Mom pops her cork and cums hard. I switch to gentle strokes across her clit, withdrawing my fingers and giving light kisses to her breasts. As she comes down but is still fairly pliant, I flip Mom over onto her hands and knees. She looks back at me expectantly as I slide my cock into Mom's still-quivering pussy. She moans loudly as I penetrate her again, the lust on her face unmistakable.

"I'm going to pound your little pussy until you cum on my cock again, Mom. Then I'm going to fill my mother with another load of cum and knock her up with a new baby, maybe a girl this time."

Mom's eyes go wide at that part about knocking her up, but her breathing also becomes a bit more ragged. I begin stroking into her at a good pace, then ramp up until I am pounding away, as I said. The slapping of my thighs into her fleshy ass fills the previously quiet room with sound. Mom's moans and heavy breathing join those sounds. I grip her hips tightly as I rapidly chase an orgasm for us both. In about five minutes, Mom is flushing along her flanks as we continue. In another minute, she starts shivering as her orgasm rushes from her core to overtake her whole body. Watching my mother cum from my fucking her sends me over the edge too. I fill Mom with six full ropes of cum and a few dribbles.

I come to a stop staying buried inside my mother's slippery, steaming pussy. I lean down when our breathing is more normal. I say, "Now, that was an orgasm to be proud of. I just hope it's enough cum and at the right time to put my baby inside you, Mom. To ensure the best possibility, I want you to hold my cum inside you all day while working. Use a panty liner to keep it from making a mess of your clothes. When you come home, I'm going to make love to you and fill you up again before dinner. Does that sound like something to look forward to, Mom?"

"Oh My God, Danny. That's so...naughty. I may not have much left by the time I get home, though. You may have to fuck me twice." She giggles at the shocked look on my face as she says, 'Fuck.' We both laugh at the absurdity of our little incestuous rendezvous plans. It's right then Mom's alarm clock goes off, telling her it's time to get up for work. I slip from her clutching pussy but lay down beside her pulling her to me for a hug after turning off the alarm.

We cuddle a minute as my cum marinades inside Mom. Then I ask, "Is it actually possible for you to get pregnant, Mom?"

"As lovely as that might be, I don't think so. First, my period isn't due for several days. Second, I'm pretty sure I've started down the path to menopause. That is since I haven't had a period in two months, and you are the first I have had sex with since your father. But on the bright side, we won't need condoms either. As much as you 'knocking me up' might be hot, I don't want another child at my age. But that doesn't mean I want you to stop trying." She chuckles as she slips from my arms. "Now I have to get ready for work with a special package to maintain. So get out and clean up quickly so I can use the bathroom to put on my face."

I grin broadly, "Yes, Mom." I kiss her passionately again, and we both moan a little before breaking the kiss. She swats me on the butt as I head out. She chuckles again, and I smile over my shoulder at her.

I hit the bathroom, cleaned up my junk with a washcloth, and used the toilet before stepping out to my room to get clothes. I dressed in a T-shirt and running shorts, planning on a run to the park for some soccer after breakfast. I grabbed myself cereal after getting coffee brewing for Mom. When I hear her nearly ready as she heads from the bathroom to her bedroom, I push down an English muffin into the toaster. I'm buttering it as she walks in behind me. I set it down on the table, along with her black coffee.

"Looking good, Mom. I kinda don't want those horny bastards you work with seeing you so delicious, but what's a guy to do. I can't keep you chained to the bed for MY pleasure. The police frown on that." I kid her as I obviously undress her with my eyes.

"Oh, stop. Those guys don't lust after me. I'm too old for those young salesmen." She replies, blushing slightly.

I fake cough, "Bullshit." But then lean in to give her a chaste peck on the cheek. "Why wouldn't they, Mom? I did and do. You're the total package, smart, a sexy MILF with a decent job, plus you dress nice and take care of yourself. What's not to like and find attractive?" I pull out her chair and give her another peck when she sits down. Then I grin big and slip my hand briefly into her blouse for a handful of mommy tit. She fake acts offended and then giggles.

"Yup. Looking good, Mom. Besides, didn't you say your boss has been making suggestive comments about being interested in you?" She shrugs, knowing I'm right, at least about him.

Mom is dressed like many other mornings in a cream-colored semi-form-fitting blouse and grey skirt down to just above her knees. Her minimal makeup is flawlessly applied. Her hair fluffed and combed, bringing out that pixie look I so love. We eat breakfast quietly and seemingly too fast as time passes too quickly. Before I know it, we are done, and Mom prepares to leave. I clean up after us, putting the dirty dishes in the sink. I walk Mom to the front door and give her a decidedly non-familial kiss on the lips. I want her to remember she is my woman now. She accepts and returns my kiss as well. She checks herself one more time in the entryway mirror.

She fake pouts and then says, "Oh, now look what you've done. I have to fix my lipstick before I go." She grabs lipstick from her purse and super-sensually reapplies it, then grins at me, noting the bulge in my shorts. "Thanks for the appreciation, Baby. Now I gotta go, or I'm going to be late. See you tonight." With that, she brushes across my cock and then walks out with a mischievous smile on her lips.

"God damn, Mom. Your so fucking sexy, and I never knew or thought about it," I say to the now-closed door. "But I'll keep it in mind from now on, though," I say to myself, grinning.

I return to the kitchen and clean the dishes, leaving them in the strainer to dry, before grabbing my things for a planned run to the park. I have a couple of bottles of water, some cash, my bus and subway passes, and my apartment key stuffed into a small, lightweight backpack. I strap up and head out for the day, thinking about how Mom and my relationship have improved in just one evening.

I return home, arriving before Mom. I decide to make us dinner of one of our favorite meals. I throw on water for Mac & Cheese and a frying pan for hot dogs, the New England red dogs we love so much. I put out two big glasses for milk and the silverware on the table while the water comes to a boil, dumping in the noodles when it boils. The hot dogs go into the frying pan next, and I have everything done as Mom walks into the apartment. She smells dinner and, dropping her purse on the entryway table, comes into our small kitchen. She sees my effort to make dinner and is very pleased that she doesn't have to.

"This is wonderful, baby. Thank you for making dinner. It's very thoughtful." She comes to me and wraps herself around me in our usual loving hug. This time is slightly different, though. She tilts her face up, waiting for a deeper kiss. Not wanting to disappoint, I lean down and passionately kiss Mom. Our usual, more chaste peck is no longer our norm. We pull back with a new, burgeoning love between us. The blooming love in our eyes says everything we need.

When we break the kiss and hug, I lead Mom to her chair and seat her again like at breakfast, including another peck on the cheek and a second one lower on her neck. Mom giggles at the tickle of my breath on her neck and some flowing down across her cleavage. While the cooking was going on, I had added cottage cheese, jelly, pickles, and condiments to the table. I grabbed the steamed hot dog buns from the microwave and gave Mom two, putting the other two on my plate.

We ate slowly as we chatted about our days. I told Mom about the few games I had played and the few goals I had during each one. She told me about her calm day, attending a few sales meetings and lunch with her boss. He apparently tried again to coax her into a relationship, at minimum, a date.

"I let him down gently, telling him I had started seeing a new guy in my neighborhood and wanted to see where that could go. He was a little disappointed but supportive at the same time. He wished me luck, knowing it has been a while since I had one with your dad gone and the few failed dates I have had."

I decide to tease Mom, "And did you notice any of those 'young salesman' checking you out today? I bet some of them did." Mom blushes and nods.

"I watched in the glass on the inside offices as I crossed the sales floor early on. On another trip through, I put a little more sway in my ass, and even more of them looked at my behind. I giggled to myself and thought about you." She then gets another mischievous smile and asks, "How about you? Did you score after you scored during those games today?"

Against my best efforts, I blushed anyway. "Well, a few girls did come up to me again. A few of the same ones from before but a few new ones, too. I took their numbers just to be polite."

"You should call one or couple of them. You hanging out with your Mom all the time and never dating might seem weird to some and bring undo attention." She grins again, continuing with, "As long as you pound your Mom into the bed regularly, I'm willing to share." She giggles. We finish our meal, staring across at each other, both thinking about pounding her into the bed.

On my next-to-last bite of hot dog, I feel something brush my leg, and then I feel Mom's bare foot in my crotch rubbing my semi-hard dick. I gain full size in under a minute. Mom giggles again, wiping her mouth daintily with her napkin suggestively. I chuckle at her antics and wiggle my eyebrows in return. This causes Mom to laugh and actually snort.

We leave the table, and I send Mom to change out of her work clothes. Then, I get to work cleaning the dishes. Mom returns in one of her usual cute nighties tonight, though I see the sexy woman Mom has always been this time. A plan forms in my head, and I grin. Mom notices and smiles a slight grin of her own. I'm sure she is wondering what I have planned. As I said before, Mom is pretty quick to pick up her men's mischievous intentions.

She grabs the dish towel and starts drying our dishes as I wash. This is a familiar scene for us as we have done this my whole life as soon as I was big enough to reach the sink and strainer. Our smiles at a simple yet fun activity make us both happy. However, we bump and nudge each other in a more suggestive manner this time. When everything is done, we give each other a quick customary peck, reverting to the loving way we have been for more than two decades now.

Mom begins to walk out of the kitchen/dining area when I lightly grasp her arm and pull her into a smoulderingly hot kiss next to the table. She returns my kiss with gusto, folding each other into a tight and fierce hug. After a minute of the heavy kissing, I turn Mom around and hug her from behind, like the shower last night. I kiss down her neck from her earlobe to her shoulder. She sighs mightily, and my hands reach forward to caress her pendulous breasts. I even pinch her hardening nipples to a small moan.

Next, I surprise Mom slightly, stopping and gently pushing her down over the table. I slid her small panties off and lifted the nightie. I kiss her butt while in a crouch and a little lick up her slit, verifying she's very aroused too. As I stand, I slip my shorts off, my cock already hard and very ready. I slip into Mom's ready pussy and begin pumping slowly to light moans from Mom. She reaches out and grabs the other side of our small table to steady herself to take me willingly.

As I pump into Mom, my aim is to get her off and then move on to the living room. I use long, deep, and firm strokes to get Mom off, bumping her G-spot regularly. As I feel her pussy begin to twitch in the signal of her impending orgasm, my hands leave her hips and reach across her to grab the other table edge, too. I'm burying myself that much deeper, and Mom cums hard as I push in that little extra depth. I feel her juices squeeze out around my shaft and spread through my pubic hair. I fill her wanting pussy with my latest load of incestuous cum.

When she cums, Mom moans out, "Oh God, Yes, that feels wonderful. Fill me, Danny."

I kiss the back of her head and down her neck, showing her my love. When she calms, I stand up, keeping Mom impaled, and pull her back up to me, then lift her bodily by her full thighs. I make our way to the living room couch that has a couple of towels laid out, pre-staged when Mom was changing. I sit down hard, bouncing Mom on my still-hard cock to a new moan. I stroke very slowly up into her for a few minutes while kissing Mom's back and shoulders before she turns to look over her shoulder at me. Then I begin kissing Mom's lips, and the heat builds again quickly.

I tell her, "Stand up, Mom, and turn around." Not yet knowing what I'm up to, she does as I ask. I then have her straddle my lap, slipping immediately into her moist center to a new moan from us both. I stroke slowly again but tell Mom, "Put your feet on the couch seat, Mom. I want you to ride me to another orgasm before I fill you again." She struggles slightly with a new position as she isn't as young as my usual lovers.

Once she is in position, she begins grinding her pussy first before I signal her to bounce with a light push on her creamy ass as I start mauling her ass cheeks. She immediately feels the pleasure of the new way her pussy is getting filled. She puts her arms around my neck for proper support as she bounces with energy. Her face flushes again, and as the flush creeps down her chest, she begins to tire, so I take over. I hold her hips still a second before cupping her ass and pushing up her until around two-thirds of my cock is exposed.

I then get stroking in earnest, pounding up into Mom's super-heated hole to bring us both off. In about two minutes, I feel Mom's telltale signs and the tingling in my balls telling me the same. I double down as best I can and pound up into Mom. She helps by bouncing down to meet my hard thrusts. In another minute, we cum together in a massive shared orgasm. I shove deeply into Mom, and she slams her hips down, burying me all the more inside her quivering cunt.

We both scream out, "Aaaahhhhhh!!"

Mom's pussy pulses and pulls all the cum from my balls as I paint the insides of her soaking-wet snatch, blasting the back of her pussy again with my heavy load. We sit breathing hard for a few minutes. I help Mom get her legs down so her knees are along my legs and hips, making her more comfortable while staying buried inside her. We kiss tenderly for several minutes until Mom lays her head on my shoulder, sighing deeply.

"I'm so glad you found soccer and all those 'ball-bunnies,' so you could learn how to fuck well, Baby. I haven't been this satisfied since your Dad. Now I'm fucking his son, it's almost like he's here taking care of me again. I love you, Danny. Thank you for 'having' your mother. I want you to keep doing it as long as you want. If you find a girl your age and want to stop, I will understand." She leans back, looking into my eyes with a sly smile, then says, "Until then, fuck your mother royally, and I will keep my legs spread for you and no other man." I grin and pulse my cock inside Mom in acceptance. We lean in and kiss deeply, sealing our incestuous love until 'whenever' might happen.

Mom wiggles her hips, feeling the stiffness of them beginning as my now limp cock slips free, too.

"Ready for your evening shower, Mom? I'm going to join you again if you don't mind. I'm kind of sticky for some reason." We both giggle at my silly statement, then kiss tenderly again. I help Mom slip back off me until she stands safely before me. I kiss her slight belly and watch as our cum begins slipping down her inner thighs.

"That's hot, Mom. Our cum is sliding down your thighs, and I love that we have begun this. It's too bad you didn't get stuck on the tub edge like that a couple of years ago. We could have been fucking this entire time." I say, looking up at her smiling face, and she blushes.

"Weeellll...I guess I should 'cum' clean on that score. But let's get in the shower before I make a mess of the floor."

She holds out a hand to me with a sly smile. I take her hand and, as I stand up, kiss her lips on the way up. We walk quickly into the bathroom, Mom walking directly into the shower, where a big glob of cum falls from her pussy to splat in the tub. She giggles, and I chuckle, thinking it is hot and that I would not have thought it normal a few days ago and realizing it's natural for us now.

I stepped in behind Mom, immediately taking her in my arms from behind like I did the night before. We both moan in contentment at the shared body heat and physical love we have discovered. Mom leans in and starts the bath water, my cock limply sliding along her slick slit with a twitch. We both have happy and knowing smiles as we kiss, waiting for the water to come to temp.

When it's ready, we step into the flow, and still with her in my arms, I slide my hands up to rub and cup Mom's full tits waking her nipples again. She coos and begins wetting the rest of herself before reaching behind her, softly cupping my balls and slowly stroking my cock. I'm down for the count, so my cock only twitches, but I kiss her shoulder tenderly. I then get a devious idea, and Mom sees my grin, again knowing I'm up to something.

I spin her around in my arms and then, grinning broadly, lower my lips slowly to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. I start with a kiss, and before she knows it, I lay a hickey on my mother's neck. She realizes too late what I'm doing and lamely tries to push me off. She giggles instead like a high school girl. I then stand up and kiss her lips firmly yet lovingly. We both moan happily.

When our kiss breaks, Mom grins before saying, "Nobody has given me a hickey since before your oldest brother was born, maybe when your Dad and I dated, but I don't remember one. Thank you for making me feel so special, Danny. I love you."

"I love you too, Mom—besides, I had to mark you so that old letch and those horny salesmen know you're taken. Mine for all time." I kiss Mom again with tenderness and a little passion, cementing my statement in her mind.

Mom sighs as we kiss. "We should clean up before the hot water runs out," I say next. We smile at each other as Mom grabs the soap, and I grab the shampoo. I wash my even shorter hair quickly as Mom washes my body. I then rinsed my hair and applied more shampoo to my hand before caressing Mom's hair clean, kissing her lips quickly while her eyes were closed to avoid soap. She smiles again. While she leans over to rinse her hair, I grab the soap and return the favor of washing her back first and her butt next before spinning her around to molest and wash her front. As I slide my hands up and down her short but soft legs, I make moon eyes up at Mom. She smiles back at me, and she has the same look on her face.

I climb out first and hand out towels like the night before. "You mentioned a confession, Mom?"

She grins and blushes slightly. She pushes out her impressive chest with a sigh and says, "I could have gotten off the tub edge any time I wanted to, Danny." She lets that sink in for a few seconds before going on. "I have been feeling pretty horny, a little lonely, and seeing you grow into a good-looking man, and I thought I might see what those little tramps were going on about." The last she says, blushing at admitting she essentially seduced me to see what might happen.

"Well, thanks for doing that, Mom. I think it has worked out pretty well. Don't you?" I say with love and lust on my face. "That explains you being a little wet when I plunged into your hot pussy. I thought I saw moisture before I slipped in." I kiss Mom tenderly before finishing drying off. She just nods shyly in agreement.

While Mom returned to the living room for her nightie that I had slipped off during our cowgirl session. I walked into my room to grab pajama pants and a tee. We met in the living room with Mom grabbing the dirty towels and taking them to the corner hamper by our tiny laundry stack. I pulled her to me for another tender kiss before taking her by the hand and returning to the couch. I sat down and tugged Mom down beside me. She cuddled right up, her legs folded up with them leaning on my thigh.

I grabbed the TV remote and put on the pre-primetime gameshows we loved. We competed through the gameshows like always, not keeping score but just playing along with the contestants. Having Mom in my arms like this made our quiet time even more special. When primetime shows kicked in, we watched a crime drama we loved, CSI: New York. We love Gary Sinise and how he supports our vets. He even did a benefit we saw live on the tenth anniversary of 9/11.

When that finished, we were tired from our day's activities and the evening's fun. We went to head for bed. I sent Mom on ahead when I saw a small mess on and around the kitchen table from earlier. I stopped to clean it up with the discarded towels. That done, I joined Mom in bed, and we slipped off to sleep together again, both of us with smiles on our faces.​