The relationship I had with my mother wasn't uncommon a lot of sons just end up getting involved with their mothers it's just something that happens naturally at least where we're from. I've been romantically and sexually involved with my mom since I turned nineteen it wasn't some big crazy event or anything we'd always been close and I'd started to develop feelings for her after I turned eighteen. I waited until my nineteenth birthday to actually act on them after my party and after all of my friends had left I told my mother everything. "She wasn't at all surprised" she told me after I finished talking "it's perfectly normal most boys end up with their mother's" she said in a loving tone.
That evening she decided it'd be best if I moved out of my own and into her bed I could move my clothes into her closet and my things into the room some other time. Later that night after a quick shower I changed into my sleep boxers and crawled beneath the sheets. A few minutes later my mom came into the room. My mother was a very intimidating woman she stood at six feet tall weighed about a hundred and ninety-five pounds, she had gorgeous DD cup breasts. The only thing covering her right now was a small pink silk robe that showed off her perfect hips and helped proudly display my mom's best feature, her fat throbbing, veiny cock. Just from looking at it I could tell it was at least 9 inches long and as thick as a soda can while still completely flaccid the pinkish purple head of her beast was twitching "Mhmm I hope my gorgeous baby boy is ready to become a man tonight. I can smell the pheromones on you so I know you're ovulating... I hope you're prepared for your mommy to put a baby in you." She growled In a husky sex filled voice as she sauntered over to the bed climbing onto it and straddling my small body with her thighs.
