AUTHORS NOTE: This story is not intended to portray any character under the age of 18. However, I have deliberately omitted detailed descriptions, references to the age of each character and the names of the participants in the story so that each reader can interactively use their own imagination to insert the respective persons with the names, ages and physical attributes of their choice which would most closely resemble their very own realities or ideal erotic fantasies.
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It was around 11:30 p.m. one typical summer Saturday night. My sister had gone club hopping with her girlfriends, dad had gone out of town for the weekend again, my mother was probably in her bed fast asleep and the house party I went to was a flop.
I figured that the best thing to do was to go home, head to the basement that I had converted to my personal abode, take a shower, slip one of my porno videos in the machine and beat my meat before I went to bed.
As expected, my sister wasn't home, the house was in darkness and mom had apparently retired for the night.
"Perfect..." I thought to myself. "No one to disturb me from my pleasures."
After taking a nice, warm shower and with a towel wrapped around my waist, I sifted through the collection of video-tapes I had. There were about 20 individual tapes in my little library that included movies such as the Godfather Trilogy, the Star Wars collection, the Lethal Weapon movies and the Batman set along with a host of others of this sort.
Thinking I was clever, I had also kept my porno flicks with them, but wrote false titles to hide their true content. The two tapes I had done this with contained movies that were incestuous in nature which I had somehow developed a fondness for a few years ago after watching the original porn classic, Taboo.
Despite the fact that both my mother and sister had many secret and some not-so-secret admirers among my male friends, I had never really looked at either of them in a sexual way. Even when I masturbated to the incest porn, mom or sis had never replaced the characters on the screen in my fantasies although I have to admit that they both had the good looks and bodies to have been the stars of the porno movies themselves. However, what I did know was that I enjoyed the movies that had scenes of sex between a mother and her son or a brother fucking his sister, but didn't consider or fantasize about such possibilities between myself and either of my female relatives.
Anyway, as I said, I was looking for one of the two porn tapes that I had in my collection. One tape had movies that depicted mother/son stories and the other, brother/sister themes. I was looking for the former which I had a peculiar preference for. It had two movies.
One I entitled, 'Dial M for Murder' and the other, 'Throw Momma From The Train.' These were the substitutes I had used to mask the real titles, 'Dial M for MOTHER' and 'BLOW Momma On The Train.'
To my horror, the tape was missing. Only the space it had been removed from gave evidence of it ever being there in the first place. I knew it was there the night before because I had used it to bring myself off and then replaced it. My sister went shopping most of the day and left for her night on the town well before I left for the house party I mentioned previously. So it couldn't have been her and dad was out of town, so it couldn't have been him either. That left only one logical suspect.
"Oh my God..." I said to myself, "Mom!!!"
While I was out, mom probably got bored and decided to watch a video. She must have looked through my collection and unwittingly selected 'Dial M for Murder' totally unaware of its' pornographic and incestuous contents.
Not exactly sure what to do, I decided to go upstairs hoping she would have been shocked at the video once she started watching it and turned it off. If I was lucky, she would also be asleep and I could then sneak into her room to retrieve the tape. I could deal with whatever repercussions there were going to be, if any, in the morning.
I slowly and quietly headed up the stairs towards her room. I could see under her bedroom door that she was still up and was watching something on TV. I creapt up by the door and listened carefully.
"Holy Shit..." I whispered to myself.
Mom was watching the second movie on the tape, 'Blow Momma on the Train.' I knew this because I knew the characters, scenes and sounds of each movie having masturbated to each of them many times before. That meant that she must also have watched the first movie, 'Dial M for Mother.'
I started to get a hard-on and peeked through the keyhole to see what my mother was doing. Sure enough, she was watching the movie quite attentively. Mom was totally naked and sitting up against the headboards with her legs spread wide and she was unabashedly masturbating herself with the fingers of one hand while simultaneously massaging one breast and squeezing its' nipple with the other.
Considering the theme of both movies which depicted explicit sexual scenes between a mother and her son, I was taken aback to see that my overly conservative mother was obviously enjoying herself immensely. I had now become raging hard as I watched my mother playing with herself while viewing the lurid scenes of taboo sex on her TV screen.
It was probably about five minutes, but it felt more like five hours that I masturbated myself as I spied on her through the tiny keyhole as she herself enjoyed the effects of her own self stimulation. I still don't know how I summoned the courage to do it, but I took a chance and decided to open the door to my mother's bedroom.
Surprised by my unexpected entry, my mother was totally stunned and froze, unable it seemed, to move.
There, in front of her very own son, she was totally exposed in her nakedness. She had been caught in the act of masturbation while watching a porno movie of incest between a son and his mother as well as being in an equally embarassing state of extreme sexual arousal.
Without saying a word, I held the stare between our eyes and approached her with my hard cock protruding from the slit in the towel that I had wrapped around my waist after my shower.
I boldly took a seat beside her on the bed, leaned over and gave her a passionate french kiss. Still shocked by my sudden intrusion, my mother gave little resistance to my brazen advances. Her breathing became quicker as she started to moan passionately from the effects of our dancing tongues.
With my confidence growing, I broke our lip-lock and moved my mouth to suck on one of her delectable breasts.
"Oh baby, no... mmmmmm... Please don't... We can't do this... I'm your mother... You are my son." She panted, although her moans of inflamed passion clearly ran contrary to her half hearted plea.
"God no... Please stop baby, please... This is wrong... aaahhh... No baby no... mmmmm... This is so wrong..." mom continued to moan unconvincingly.
Despite the words that emanated from the mouth of the woman who had given birth to me, the messages that her body communicated were completely opposite. I played deaf and continued to orally manipulate her breast knowing that it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to the teasing of my tongue. And how right I turned out to be, as it took a matter of seconds and several firm bites on her stiff nipple to break her resistance.
And break she did.
"Oh God yesssss... Yes son, yes... That's it... Suck mommy's breast baby... Bite my nipple... Suck your mother's titty!!!"
With her pink, eraser-like nipple in my mouth, I moved my eyes upward to look at her as I fingered her slippery cunt. Her head was tilted to one side, her mouth open and her eyes closed. I continued to work away on her nipple while fingering her soaking pussy when I suddenly felt her hands on the top of my head pushing me down her body towards her cleanly shaven cunt.
"Eat me son... Eat your mother's pussy... Make your horny mother cum!!!"
I could smell my mother's sweet vaginal aroma. Her strawberry scented pussy was wet and inviting. I used my tongue and started probing around her sexy hole.
"Oh God... Yes son, yes... Lick my clit!!!"
As I ran my tongue back and forth over the hood of her hard erect nub, mom's body started to twist and turn, her back arching high.
"Oooh God... Oooh my God... Yes... Yes... Yes" she moaned.
"Suck my pussy baby... Suck your mother's cunt!!!"
I continued my oral gymnastics for several more minutes until I heard mom whisper the words I had never before that night thought I would hear.
"Fuck me son... Fuck your mother... Please fuck my horny pussy baby... Fuck mommy... Please fuck me"
Getting between her legs, I placed the head of my pole between the swollen lips of her dripping tunnel. Mother lifted her knees simultaneously instructing me as I positioned myself.
"Push it in son... Push your cock in mommy's pussy... I want to feel your hard cock in me... Fuck mommy's tight, wet cunt!!!"
I gently guided my hard cock into her. Her cunt walls, wet and hot, gripped my cock like a glove as I started to slide my rod in and out of her slippery snatch.
"That's it baby... Fuck me... Fuck me good... Fuck mommy good and hard!!!"
Between her moans, my previously prudish and very proper mother continued to spew out streams of whorehouse filth which she had not ever before indicated she was capable of. Whether this was a result of what she heard on the movies or not, I didn't care, but her words turned me on even more causing me to increase the tempo of my thrusts.
"Yes baby, yes... That's it son... Just like that... Fuck mommy harder... Give mommy your cock baby... Give me your cock... Come on baby, fuck mommy harder... Fuck me deeper son... Let me feel your cum shoot in my pussy baby... Fill mommy's sloppy cunt with your cum!!!"
Spurred on by her lusty request, I continued to plunge my dick into her faster and more forcefully.
