All participants are well past the age of 18. I honestly did not know what to call this story so since it is not one of your detailed of every point of a sexual interaction, but rather more about what becomes a matter of love I came up with the title below.
Again, this isn't one of those stories you get very descriptive in the sex scenes. Aside for one they for the most part summarized. I want the reader to use their own imagination.
So the choice is yours. If that is not your thing move on. Otherwise enjoy.
Matters Of The Heart
"Do not let her looks full you. I know she dresses like a librarian, and her glasses with the chain around her neck. But she has a sexual side. I seen it." Matthew tells his friend.
"Seen it how?" His best friend Bradley asks.
"The position of her bed. The place of her desk. It is all perfectly positioned so if you look from the door she cannot see you, but you can see her. The mirror on the side gives me a side reflection but telling you man she has no idea I watch her."
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"Sis I seen him at the door. He has no idea that I have the camera pointed at the mirror. I watch him at the door with his cock in his hand watching me." Amanda aka Matthew's mom is telling her sister Cynthia what is going on in her house with her only child.
"Well sis look at it like this. At least you are catching his attention. Even though you are no longer a stripper and dress and in fact really are a librarian, you are still getting a reaction out of a young male body. In your case your own son. You should be happy or at least take it as a compliment." Amanda's sister continues to say, "Besides, tell me you would not want to suck his cock? Come on, you know the very thought gets your pussy wet. I am sure you have not forgotten how we used to eat each other out when we were in college." Cynthia listening over the phone of her sister taking a deep breath before replying.
"Yeah I know. But that was different. We were curious and did not know anyone to trust to try it out. Yes, we are siblings, but all we did was eat each other out. I do not know. You are right. It is hot; I admit that much." Amanda replies.
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"Dude then why do not make a move on her then?" Bradley asks.
"I would love to. I been going back and forth about it. Do you honestly know anyone that has had sex with a family member? No is the answer otherwise you would have told me. There is a reason for that. Either it really does not happen, or people do not talk about it for one reason or another." Matthew tells Bradley.
"Look man I must get home for dinner. Have not been home since Christmas vacation so I must spend some-time with the family. Keep me updated. If I do not see you sooner will see you in the fall back at college." Then Bradley gets into his car and heads home.
Matthew instead stays at the bar. Turning 21 a few months back he occasionally has a beer or more. Being more of a social drinker it is not uncommon to have one with his buddy but today it was a few more than usual just because of the mental battle he is having with himself.
He has come to terms he is attracted to his mother. She dresses like a librarian, but he has seen her in casual wear and body alone she is very appealing. With curves in all the right places. Voluptuous breasts. And a pretty face any warm-blooded-straight-male would be attracted to her. Type or not there is something hot about an attractive librarian.
But what Matthew does not know is his mother's darker side. Not only is his mother a lover of books she authors stories as well. Going under the handle MILFLIBRARIAN on a website she writes multiple stories of an incestual nature. Some are based on real life events such as her time with her sister back in her college years. To days she worked as a stripper trying to pay through college, and then being a single mother the bills were not going to pay themselves.
Eventually Amanda got so ahead financially she was able to pay off her home decades sooner than the loan was made for. Between the tips at the strip clubs and the secret special sex parties she was part of, Amanda was known to take home as much as $3000 a night.
Take that and her mediocre salary as a librarian she can live comfortably and be in the world she loves which is books. Plus, with her writing as well allows her to transport herself to worlds and scenarios that cannot live or no longer do; oh so she thinks.
Amanda's writing is a means of expressing herself. She feels that old side of her is a thing in the past but there is still that little flame burning inside of her. That flame is being fueled more than ever with her latest project where it is about a mother and a son. Not aware at first till she had her sister review it, that it was pointed out by Cynthia that the son in the story is Matthew, and Amanda clearly is the mom. Her writing is coming out in such a way that what she wants, needs, is being expressed in her writing.
However, there is that annoying thing called morality. That word can be such a buzz kill. Morals: sure, she has morals. But is it so morally wrong to want to be intimate with her son? Yes, if you ask the standard people of society they said it is a sin. It is disgusting. It is against the law, and blah blah blah...
The point is Amanda is finding it harder to ignore that itch and she is getting really close to scratching it. At one time writing helped with that but the need is becoming so great she almost caved a few times.
For instance Amanda was stripped naked with towel in hand heading to the bathroom. She thought her son left to visit his friends but found him in the shower with cock in hand stroking himself. Shocked at first she felt her nether regions instantly going moist. Her breath caught in her throat. And her eyes were practically jumping out of her skull.
Thinking to herself, "Where is my son? Who is that person in there with that cock in his hand, with the body of a Greek god? Did he make a deal with the devil? That cannot be my son?"
Yet it is her son. Back at college Matthew met a group of kids into outdoor calisthenics which Matthew took to the hobby instantly and as a result of that worked off any fat he once had and has now a well oiled chiseled body. Burpees is his favorite exercise of choice it has become an obsession more than a hobby. Constantly challenging himself the body achieved was not the intention, but sure was a benefit.
This benefit caught his mother's eye. Unknowingly to Matthew his mother left the bathroom that day and headed straight to her bedroom. Quietly closing the door and locking it, she dropped the towel onto the floor and practically threw herself onto her bed and started rubbing her client rigorously. With her son in mind, picturing herself on her knees in front of him taking her sons cock all the way back to her throat and playing with his balls. She is imagining working him to an orgasm that she is so willingly to swallow. Such a need to feed on her son's cum she her fingers are going so fast to a person looking on would think it looked like a car driving past you at 100mph.
In serious need of a release Amanda pauses and reaches over to her nightstand pulling our her anal vibrator. Using her mouth as lubricant she turns it on and slides the toy into her anus and resumes working her clit.
With these two means of stimulation Amanda reaches a climax screaming her son's name in ecstasy. But life can be funny sometimes. In the midst of her orgasm she heard a bang at the door. Being in the middle of one of the biggest orgasms she has ever had she did not care what the source was. Left her mind as fast as it came. But if only she knew the source.
During the time of self-pleasure Matthew came out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around him intending to ask if his mother wanted to order out. Finding the door locked he was about to knock but then heard a sound that almost sounded like a buzz. Listening carefully with his ear to the door Matthew hear sounds of a woman moaning in sexual pleasure. As no stranger to sex himself he knows the sound of a woman in a moment of sexual pleasure he is fully aware what is happening in his mother's room.
Being there up to the point she explodes Matthew's towel drops and in bending down to get it he hits the door with his head making a banging noise. Scared that he gave his presence away he ran instantly to his bedroom and locked the door.
Standing in the room Matthew trying to catch his breath and getting rid of the adrenaline finds himself hard as a rock. Being that he just jerked off in the shower it even surprised him how aroused he is at this moment. Finding hard at the time (no punt intended) to admit to himself the reason he became horny as he is right now knowing it was his mother on the other side of that door masturbating. As to what got her so hot he does not know. But if he did know what would he do with that info? That is the question.
July ***
With school out for the summer and no job to be had Matthew has a lot of time to himself. Granted with summer hours his mother is home sooner than she would if school were in session but yet he still is alone a good amount of the day.
Getting bored at times Matthew starts getting a little nosey. More curious than nosey Matthew goes into his mother's room and starts snooping. First started with her underwear drawer surprisingly to him that she has lingerie. Everything is clearly made to arouse the opposite sex. Nothing appeared to be made for comfort but more for stimulating a seoncd party. Much of the underwear is in fact thongs. "Who would have guessed?" Matthew thinks to himself picturing his librarian of a mom in a thong under those long skirts that she wears. Always with a button blouse buttoned all the way up to her neck.
"You just never know." Matthew says aloud to no one in the room. Continuing his snooping he finds his mothers laptop closed. At first he thinks to himself, "I should not. That would be bad. But what does she do on there? I must find out."
Well finding the laptop is not password protected Matthew being raised on technology but no computer geek knows enough on what to check and where to go to figure out what a person is doing on a computer.
Several hours later and a few tissues later ***