I had a choice to live with either my mother or father when they divorced. I decided to live with Mom because it was dad's fault they broke up. He left her for a girl he had been having sex with. Mom was devastated over the divorce and was afraid to live by herself.
I was age twenty at the time and was attending the local college. Mom had always dressed nice, but now she had bought rather sexy clothing to go out at night. She had a nice trim body with long blond hair. When she dressed in a mini skirt with a low cut blouse, even I had to look at her sex appeal.
She had been leaving by herself after we had dinner together and returned often to invite a man in the house. She usually came to my bedroom to see if I was still awake. If so, she would bring me into the living room to meet the man. Then I returned to my bedroom to leave them in privacy. I noticed it was rare for the same man come to the house. Guess she was playing the field.
One night after a man friend had left the house, she was crying when she came into my room. I asked, "Mom, what is the matter?" I noticed the only thing she was wearing was a very short sexy robe. The material of the robe was so thin, she looked practically naked. Her breasts looked beautiful as they were hardly covered. Her man friend had just left and I was wondering if she was dressed like this while he was here.
She said, "I'm so unhappy. I am interested in finding a man I could love again." She looked directly at me, "I need to talk to someone, but I don't have a girl friend to confide in. Can I talk to you, my son? It isn't the usual subject I would talk to you about, but I need to talk and get advice. It involves sex and love, but I'm sure I can't shock you at the age of twenty."
I told her to talk and I would listen. "I've been going out to a nice cocktail lounge to meet men. If I like a man, we kiss and I let him feel my breasts. I get sexually excited and am ready to go farther with him. When the man with me tonight was leaving, I asked if he would call me. He said no and said I was a whore. I feel so bad. You've been out with girls, maybe you can give me some advice."
"Yes, mother. I hate to see you go out to get picked up. Try running ads on the internet and get acquainted a little before you go out. Stop going to a bar to get picked up. The guys in the bar are there to get a girl for a one night stand." She responded, "Thank you, that is good advice. I love you."
She sat beside me on the bed and hugged me. My hand reached around her shoulders and landed on a breast. It felt so soft and good. I slowly removed my hand and apologized, "Sorry." She responded, "That's alright I would rather you feel them than the man I had tonight. Tomorrow night I'll stay home for you to help me put an ad on the internet."
The next night after dinner, we were both dressed in our night clothing. She came into my room to look at the internet with me. We surfed some web sites showing ads to meet other people. Some were very sexy and invited others to join in sex.
While we were looking for a web site where the ads were for friendship, some very sexy pictures started popping up. Mom wanted to see them. Mom was surprised to see pictures of all kinds of sex acts. My cock was very hard and pushing up my pajama bottoms. Mom was sitting beside me wearing a skimpy see though nighty. Seeing her nearly naked breasts added to make my cock even harder. I was very tempted to feel her breasts, but this was my mother and I restrained myself. We finally saw a site to post an ad for her. Then she wanted to see more of the sexy sites.
She saw my erection and said, "Looks as if these pictures turn you on." Then she rubbed my cock through my pajamas. That sent sexual shocks through my body. I said, "If you weren't my mother, I would kiss and love you right now."
She said, "Too bad, but these pictures turn me on too." We looked at some more sexy pictures, some showing incest with father and daughter, then some with Mother and son. She said, "That is so difficult for me to believe that people do this." She said we had better say goodnight.
She stood and turned to give me a motherly good night kiss, but the kiss turned out to be on the mouth and a little bit sexy. I thought I must be losing my mind to kiss my Mom like that. When we hugged, my hard cock punched her body. She reached down to take it in her hand and said, "Oh my, what have we done? Too bad you are in this condition.".
After hesitating as if thinking what to do, she finally said, "Lie down on your bed. I can't leave my darling boy like this." She untied my pajama bottom and lowered them down over my hips and said, "I haven't seen this in a long time. It sure has grown big since I last saw it." She sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and took it in her mouth. Her breasts were nearly falling out of her nighty. I couldn't resist to reach over to feel one. She pulled back up from my cock to say, "Go ahead and feel them, I like it." Then she deep throated me as I cum in her mouth and throat. When my cock became limp, she sat up and said, "It sure doesn't take much for you to cum." She got up from the bed and said, "Good night, sweet dreams." After she left, I couldn't believe this just happened. Maybe I'm dreaming.
The next evening she wanted to look at the ads again. There had been no response from her ad as yet. I took her picture with my digital camera and we placed another ad with a picture. We looked at the adult web pages again, but this time she was interested in looking at the incest web pages. She seemed more interested in the mother and son stories and pictures.
