For the reader:
All involved are 18 and older. Note I am very much an amateur writer. I believe the highest grade I got in English is a B and I do not have an editor for reasons of my own. So, if you are looking for perfect grammar, no errors, etc. then go elsewhere. If that also upsets you, then go elsewhere. In the end, this is an amateur site that has a lot of amateur writers like me and a few clearly professional or extremely talented writers. But I have purchased the 365 Suite and used its tools to help me better edit his story. I did not take all its recommendations but did find it was a great help with spelling and punctuation.
Prologue
About the story. I am warning you now, this has very, and I mean very little sex in it. It is about love, fetish, incest obviously, and more. Not a porn story, and not a wham bam thank you ma'am story. Also, this is one of the longest if not the longest story I have written.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Without further ado here is my story.
Family Traditions
To my son what you are about to read may shock you, possibly disgust you but I feel you have the right to know the truth and history about our family. I will first start writing you down some info about me around when I as 18. Then after that you will read it as a story much like you are reading a book. I feel this is the best way to bring light to our lives, our life here, and most importantly who your mother really is.
Confused? I am sure you are. But let's get started. Back when I was 18 puberty seemed to have not stopped at my age. Even at 18, I was just as horny, if not hornier than when I was first getting into puberty. What I would give to get a blowjob, sex, or even a toy to masturbate with.
With Christmas coming, sex is the only thing I really wanted. I am a simple kid with simple needs. I had an iPhone. My mom didn't care if I looked at porn. Hell, I know she does as well; I hear the sounds of sex in her bedroom. With growing up without a father and never seeing a man come into our home, what else could it be?
With things I hear in her bedroom, I assume I get my sex drive from mom. But I digress. I dropped out of High School because I just didn't fit in and was always bullied. With Internet it is just as easy to get what education I need to succeed in this world. Granted what do I know? I was only a kid; well technically adult at the time but that is just due to society considering us those that reach the age of 18 as adults.
But let's focus when I was 18 which was many years ago I am legally an adult who wants one thing, and one thing only and that is sex. I am not good with girls; I am not around them much except in public places. And quite frankly I don't know where to start.
I don't have money for a hooker which I have thought about but here in Connecticut there isn't really any good options. My mom makes a good living, and she has said there is no need for me to get a job anytime soon, and just enjoy life while I can.
I do enjoy my life back then as well as the present, but those sexual urges are getting out of hand. It also doesn't help with how attractive I found mom. Granted she is no blonde bombshell, but she has this MILF thing to her. I can't put my finger on it, there is just something about her that just wants to make you want to grab and kiss her and get her naked.
Maybe it is because she is my mom and the only female, I am comfortable around and yes, I am a horny guy. Mom, well she wears leggings majority of time, a t-shirt, and clearly she doesn't bother with bras in the house. Her nipples are like pointers, and you can't help but look at them. Not surprising because her breasts about a handful in size. They are not some huge knockers you see on sites today; not just porn, but even of everyday ladies posting pics of themselves on Facebook, and Instagram, and so on.
Sometimes I tried to catch mom in the nude which I am sure is a result of my hormones. In fact, I caught her butt naked bending over after getting out of the shower to pick-up her towel that she dropped.
Of course, I also got busted that day. Picture of it, me in the hallway, mom in her bedroom, drops the towel which I assume was an accident and bends over to pick it up.
Not realizing it at the time because I was staring at her pussy between her legs, but mom caught me looking and when I finally realized she was looking back at me she said, "Do you like what you see?"
Well of course I did but I got all flustered and quickly turned around and head to my bedroom and I swear I may have made the Guinness Books of World Records stripping naked and jumping on my bed and I swear it wasn't even 10 strokes before I was cumming all over my hand.
Since that day mom never brought it up and quite frankly neither did I. But since then, I notice a change in her outfit. Like I said she always wore leggings and believe me I have looked between her legs many of times. But since that event mom has been sporting a camel toe. And I don't mean this is a onetime thing, or an occasional thing, but she is sporting a camel toe every day since.
And I know I been caught looking because there are days where we sit across from each other on the couch, and she isn't all lady like keeping her legs crossed like other moms. Instead, she has always had her legs open, but now short of the cloth covering it, I now can see her pussy. I can even see some skin when she is wearing her shear white ones that when wet, and yes, she has gotten wet before it was like she wasn't wearing anything at all.
But like I said there are many times, I stop reading whatever I am holding and just infatuated with what she has between her legs. Then I hear her make a sound and I look up and there she is looking into my eyes with a smile on her face, and sometimes looks down to what is a prominent bulge.
But as this has been going on I stopped being embarrassed about it and quite frankly mom doesn't seem to mind so lately while I can view any porn I want on my iPhone; I been using mom as my means of stimulation.
Now looking back on it she clearly was teasing me. Whether she intended to, or she is so casual she saw no harm in what she was doing, who is to say. At the time I never asked.
Christmas was about a month away and she has been nagging me as to what I want for Christmas. And again, it is sex. Whether I get a toy that feels like the real thing or a woman whether it be a prostitute or the woman next door, I just need something other than my hand.
Which leads me to think, if mom has been teasing me like she has, or just being herself and isn't necessarily teasing me, but rather doesn't concern herself with what has been happening on the couch, maybe I can put it out there what I want more than anything else is sex.
Not saying I will be asking it from her necessarily, but I want sex somehow. Granted if mom was willing to be the other party involved, I wouldn't say no. Look I am no stranger to incest porn and in fact mom and son porn is my preferred porn of all. I am sure a big part of that is how mom dresses and looks. Being slim with those handful size breasts, pretty face, just the perfect nose, and now lately displaying a camel toe all nonchalant.
Sometimes I get naughty thoughts. Plus, when I am alone at the house, using the Apple TV Box I use my iPhone to broadcast porn to the big screen. Watching my favorite Porn movie from the 80's "Taboo" on the big screen is so much better than holding a phone with one hand and stroking my cock with the other.
I have watched that movie so many times I practically know the words to it. Then there are those other sites that have cartoon like movies that have actual family members not that stepmom nonsense.
I have to admit to myself, the fact is I want to have sex, but not only do I want sex I want sex with mom.
Coming to terms with this I decide it is time to just do something about it. If she wants to know what I want for Christmas, then I will tell her but going to do it my way.
And that is just what I did.
So here is the story***
"Mom?"
"In the living room honey."
"Mom...look you been on my case about what I want for Christmas and the fact is I know what I want. The fact is what I want I been wanting for a long time. The thing is what I want I can get from anyone, but I have come to terms I want it from you."
"Honey, not sure what you mean."
"Mom...I figured as much. Look can you do me a favor and let me tell or show you what I want?"
"Ummm...sure honey...how?"
"You may want to pour yourself more wine for this one. I am going to setup a movie on the big screen for you to watch and you leave you be. Please watch it in its entirety and then whatever you do after that is up to you. Please note I love you no matter what you decide."
"Ummm...okay." Mom says as she is looking a bit confused and pouring herself a larger glass of wine.
"Oh, and mom, I want to use your cell phone so I can use mine while you are watching. Again, please watch the entire thing."
Right before leaving I Airdrop her the link, start the movie and broadcast it on the TV and walk away.
:::About an hour later::::
Not able to stop himself, Christian slowly exits his bedroom with phone in hand set to silent. Creeping as slowly and quietly as he can he peaks around the corner to see if mom is still there watching the movie. What he found shouldn't be a shocker but shocked him just the same.
Finding the wine glass drops away from being empty on the side table, Christian also sees his mom's pants that she was wearing when he left her on the floor. With aromas of what Christian could only imagine to be the smell of a wet pussy he sees movement from his mom's right arm. From the angle he is looking can't quite see what she is doing, but not wearing pants and her leg up on the back of the couch isn't hard to guess what that is.
Not only that Christian knows the moans from the movie as well as he knows the organization of the house, but the moan he is hearing now isn't from the movie, but rather from his mom.
Not standing there too long Christian sneaks back into his room, plopping onto the bed and trying to get his bearings.
Finding his mother aroused was something he hoped for. But finding her like that he didn't expect. Hoping this is a good sign that she may not kick him out of the house. Letting her know his true wants and needs. Short of telling her blatantly figure this would be a better way of doing so. And looks like it did just that.
After the movie ended Rhonda took her leg off the back of the couch and reached for her pants. Using it as a towel she tried with much effort to clean-up the wet spot she left where her pussy was at. Having not one, but 3 orgasms watching this movie left quite a bit of her juices on the couch.
When done she gets up, rinses off her glass, and goes to Christians room.
With his mom gently knocking at the door she says "Christian, I am going to bed. Sleep tight honey. Mommy loves you."
Hearing that gives Christian a sigh of relief. So glad she isn't mad, and assuming she isn't disgusted with him, he knows she at least was turned on by what she saw.
***
Rhonda waking up the following morning found she just had the best sleep she had in a long time. Shortly after waking up Rhonda heads to take a shower. As she is scrubbing herself she thinks back to the movie she watched and while there were many scenes that she enjoyed she thinks back to the scene in the early part of the movie where the mother was serving her son breakfast with a robe on and clearly nothing underneath.
