All characters are aged 18 and older. Everything is consensual. This story contains very heavy fetish content including watersports, scat, puke, stuff like that. If you don't like that, don't read this story. If you're into those things, let me know what you liked here and what you wanna see more of. I'm gonna probably use this series as a way to explore some really dirty shit so be advised and let me know what else you wanna see.
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My name is Derek Green. When I turned 20, my mom introduced me to the family tradition. Apparently, we come from a background of nudists. More specifically, she calls them "naturists".
"Honey, please. It's not such a big deal, you'll get used to it quickly," my mom told me. I didn't know how much I believed her, but here she was, undressing herself in front of me as she tried to explain things. A lump in my throat (and my pants) kept me from saying anything more about it. I just watched as my drop-dead sexy mother got naked in front of me.
"Now that you're of age, it's time for us to truly embrace each other as a family. We belong to each other, every part of us."
My mom was always attractive, I can't lie, but when I turned 18 I started seeing her differently. Her eyes, her curves, the way she laughed at my jokes, it felt more than maternal to say the least. And she was hotter than the sun to make things worse. Stacked with 34DD tits, a 40 inch ass and a slim waist and flat stomach, she was the hottest woman I had ever seen. Long red hair and the most perfect green eyes made her impossible to look away from. Even as her son.
And as her son, I was now watching her get naked in front of me and I was enjoying every second of it. She lifted her sundress off, exposing herself in just lace panties and a bra. She reached behind her back to unclasp the bra, letting her magnificent melons spill out of the cups and down her chest. They sagged only a little, still showing off more youth than you might expect from a 40 year old, but she was a milf for a reason.
Her nipples were already as hard as diamonds, spurring my cock to fill with blood and press against my pants. I didn't try to hide it, and she didn't try to hide that she was watching for it. She smiled when she saw how hard I got for her. God I just wanted to shove my face in between those orbs and smother myself. I wanted to taste her, lick her, caress her with my tongue. I wanted my own mom so fucking bad, and she knew it.
Then she decided to turn around, showing off her incredible ass. It jiggled and swayed with her movement, bouncing lightly as she got into position. She slid her panties down her legs, her cheeks spreading slightly as she bent over. I caught a glimpse of her asshole and my cock nearly broke through my pants. It was dark, but I could just make out her muscular ring.
Was it too dark for me to see? Or was there something else in there? A smell hit my nose as her cheeks spread open a little further. There was something there. I was so turned on wondering what was really there between those two mounds of flesh, even though I knew in the back of my mind exactly what it was. I recognized that familiar earthy scent; that musty, slimy smell was all too familiar, the acrid tones arousing me more than I thought possible.
Mom stood straight and turned back to face me. Her pussy had an elegantly trimmed bush above it, but no hair below the clit. It was completely bare the rest of the way down, letting me see everything. Her lips were beautiful like a butterfly, wings spreading open to accommodate someone's length and girth. I hoped it would be accommodating mine shortly.
She walked up to me and stood about a foot from me. She was shorter than me by about a foot, so my straining erection was around the height of her stomach. My mom looked up into my eyes with a matronly look that melted me. I was unable to stop her from doing whatever she wanted to me.
"Just relax, baby, let mommy take care of this for you."
I was stunned to silence. My beautiful, sexy, gorgeous mother was now unzipping my pants and pulling them down with my underwear. My cock flopped out and pressed into her stomach.
"Oh my, Derek, you've grown so much! How long are you now?" She asked, a hand wrapping around my shaft and squeezing lightly. I shuddered.
"Um, maybe like seven inches," I said awkwardly. I didn't know how to respond other than honestly. I was just too focused on the way my mom was stroking my cock.
"Don't be so humble, sweety, this is easily 10 inches." She gave it a playful slap and watched it bounce up and down, side to side. She giggled, licked her lips, and then looked back up to me with a devilish grin. "Let mommy help you, baby," she said, lowering herself to her knees.
This couldn't be happening. This absolutely could not be happening. Was my mother about to suck my dick? Was I about to receive oral sex from the woman that gave birth to me?
Before I could think any further about the moral implications of my situation, my mom's mouth was wrapped around my head, licking and sucking me like she was starving.
"Ohhhhhh fuck, mom, that feels so good," I groaned, unable to stop myself. My mother moaned in response, going deeper on my shaft. She only managed a few inches before gagging on it.
"You like it when mommy gags on your big fat cock?" All I could do was grunt animalistically in approval. She plunged herself deeper onto my thick rod, gagging herself and coating my cock in her throat juices. My shaft was starting to get slimy and gross, just the way I liked it. I wondered silently how she knew. With every thrust of her throat, she gagged harder on it, letting her drool fall from her chin and onto her tits. She was quickly becoming a dirty mess and I loved it. I wanted to make her filthier.