Mom's Studio Dilemma 01
Taboo/incest Story

Mom's Studio Dilemma 01

by Amenarimix 19 min read 4.3 (48,700 views)
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All characters are 18 plus.

I had slept in a little extra because it was Sunday, and I had partied all night. I think I also drank a lot. Oh, look at that. There are two girls sleeping in my bed. Okay, I remember now. Phew, these girls were really horny last night. I had never fucked anyone so hard before as fucked them last night. Wait a minute, why the fuck am I awake now? Ohh, my phone is ringing. Who calls this early on Sunday? I pick up the phone, and it's Mom. Holy shit, she called me 10 times! It must be something serious. Ohh fuck, and it's already 11 o'clock.

"Hey, what's up, Mom?"

Her voice sounds kinda sad, though, which is weird. "Alex, sweetheart," Mom says, and her voice is shaky. "I... I don't know how to say this, but... your dad and I..."

"What happened? I'm super worried now."

"We're getting a divorce, Son," she starts crying.

What the fuck did I just hear? It's impossible. Divorce? I can't believe it. "But why, Mom? What happened?" I thought they were doing pretty good together.

It's been three and a half years since I left home for college. They insisted that I should have to live with them and go to the closest college. Yeap, weird, but there was a reason, obviously. I'm their only child and, on top of that, adopted. I really wouldn't mind taking that offer instead of taking a student loan and working part-time to pay for my studio apartment.

But I had to leave. The girls I was banging in my room weren't quiet. Mom and Dad never complained, but I felt responsible and left for good. Now I'm banging more girls. It's really uncool when you tell a girl to have sex in your parent's house. Nowadays, girls have a thing for bbc, so it was always pretty easy for me. I always hooked up with girls who just wanted to have an experience, then they got addicted. Yeap, my white parents adopted a black kid. I was 7 years old when it happened. They were my third try, and it worked out perfectly.

Mom's voice sounds like it's about to break. "It's complicated, Alex. I know you never saw us fighting because we always acted like that in front of you."

"How long?" I asked.

"It started as soon as you left home. It started early and never came forward," Mom replied. "I guess you were the reason it never came out."

What the fuck. How come I never saw that before. It wasn't like I was totally moved from my parent's life. I visited them at least once a month. I even caught them having sex on the couch. I mean, if you are having passionate sex with your partner, then the marriage is working. And based on what I saw, they were more than passionate.

"What's the problem? Did you cheat, or was it him?" I ask. "I don't think you guys should get a divorce over this. It happens sometimes in relationships."

"I'm sorry, Alex," Mom said crying loudly. "I'm so, so sorry."

"Can you at least tell me a little bit about it?" I insisted.

Mom is crying. I think I can wait for the details. I need to support her and calm her down first. Even if she explains what the fuck even I'll understand about relationships. Ever since I put my monster cock in a pussy I've never stopped thinking about putting my rode in a hole as much as possible. I have no type. I fuck every hole my cock can get in. But I do like phat ass. The way they jiggle and the clapping sound make it more fucking good. What the fuck is wrong with me. My mom is getting divorced, and I'm thinking about phat ass. Come on, Alex, think straight. They are the only family I have in this world.

"Mom. I... I understand. Do you want me to come over to you?" I asked.

"Alex, there's... there's something else," Mom hesitated, the weight of her words threatening to crush her beneath their burden. "I... I don't have anywhere to go. Your Dad... he's keeping the house, and I... I have nowhere else to go. I was supposed to get the house, right?"

"Yeah, didn't you go to a lawyer?" I asked.

"I did, but the house is not in your Dad's name. He's a cheeky bastard. Everything he earned, he put in his mom's name," Mom replied.

"There must be a shared bank account or something for you?" I was clueless.

"Nothing. I really never thought about this," Mom was sobbing. "What should I do now?"

"Just pack your bags and move in with me. My apartment is small but big enough for the two of us."

Then, four hours later, there's a knock on my door. I open the door, and it's mom. Her eyes are red. I'm definitely sure that she's been crying all day. Then she rushes into my arms and starts sobbing without saying a word.

I feel a bit surprised seeing my mom like this. She looks sad. I wrap my arms around her tightly to let her know I'm there for her. I don't really know what to say, so letting her cry it out on my shoulder is the only thing I can do now.

After a while, she starts to calm down a bit. She pulls away and wipes her eyes, giving me a weak smile. "Sorry, Alex," she said with a shaky voice. "You're the only family I've now."

I'm not sure what else to do, so I just said, "It's okay, Mom. You can stay here with me as long as you want."

She gives me a grateful look before sighing heavily. "Thanks, son. I dunno what I'd do without ya!" Then I give her a tight hug. It's tough seeing mom like this.

Now it's been three months since Mom and I started living together. She's been trying to find a good job to live alone, but the best she could get was working as a saleswoman in a supermarket. She did try to rent an apartment for herself, but we both knew she wouldn't survive in the city with a minimum wage.

Here is a regular argument we've been having for a while over this.

"Son, you need privacy. I promise I can handle it myself. It's a shared apartment," she argued. Her voice was tinged with concern and a hint of pleading.

"Okay, you can pay me the rent if you are really into roommates," I replied.

"But I don't think it's healthy for you. I know you're not bringing girls here because of me," she said with a mix of guilt and worry.

"It's okay, Mom. I really don't like them here anyway. They always eat my food in the morning. Sometimes they even do lunch here," I lied. I was trying to reassure her while keeping up the facade.

"Hehe, you want me to believe it?" she laughed with a touch of strain. "I'm not your birth mom, but you were little enough to mold you as we wanted. You're just like your dad."

"What? No, I'm not," I was defensive.

"You are. You're a playboy just like your dad," she said softly.

Alright, I was close to finishing college, so I really didn't want her to live alone after all this. I'll get a good job, and only then I'll let her live alone. But she was right that I stopped bringing girls over here. I mean, my mom lives with me, and it's a one-bedroom apartment. Yeap, studio apartment.

For the first couple of days, I slept on the couch. But later, we began sharing the bed. My apartment doesn't have an air conditioner, so it's pretty hot during summer. Though my landlord allowed me to install a window air conditioner, I think ceiling fans are my only option.

It wasn't a big deal for me, actually. I sleep naked. But now that Mom is here, we've put a bolster between us. It's pretty hot at night, so I wear a T-shirt and shorts to bed. But by midnight, I usually take off the T-shirt to cool down. I tend to be a morning person because of my class schedule, so perhaps Mom never saw me sleeping shirtless.

Then, after a few days, the summer heat was getting out of control. We stopped putting the bolster, and Mom didn't mind that I was sleeping shirtless. One night, however, she caught me and then confronted me, saying it was okay. Before we knew it, we were sleeping naked together. Haha, just joking. I don't know where she got her long nightie. But, after a month, she started wearing thigh-high nighties. I mean, I never saw her wearing long ones at home, so I guess she bought them just to sleep with me.

I had never actually seen Mom up this close in a nightie before. She is 43 years old and very thick. Her name is Jenny. Mom looks stunning without any fancy stuff! Her hair is like fire; it can be super red or kinda like fall leaves. Her eyes are the greenest you'll ever see; like looking into a forest! Her skin is glowy and healthy. Not too pale but pale, or just the right amount of pale. She is pretty without even trying!

Mom is a touch above medium height, five feet seven or thereabouts. She boasts a voluptuous figure with noticeable curves. Her shoulders are broad and lead down to a waistline that lacks toning. But her big ample phat ass makes her hips generously curved. Did I just mention that my mom has a phat ass?

Anyway, everything was okay until one night, I cuddled her from behind and started molesting her boobies. The cuddling part was alright, and it was to comfort her during her sleepless night. But I never thought I would play with her boobies in my sleep. Mom never told or complained about it. But one night, I actually found myself doing it. I woke up in the middle of the night and realized I was humping mom. She was the small spoon, and I was grinding my hip against her bare phat ass.

My cock was throbbing, so I just let him out of my shorts, and it slapped Mom's ass. I moved a little forward to grab her boobs again, and my cock slid between her thighs, sitting snugly under her pussy and the head between her cheeks. Then I thrust one third of my cock was left behind, and a soft moan escaped from Mom's mouth.

Now that she was awake, I stopped playing with her nipple. But my hip has its own mind. I pulled out my cock until it was only the head trapped inside her thigh and then slowly thrust back. I wanted to stop hearing Mom's moaning, but my hip was doing it involuntarily. My cock was getting wet with her pussy juices, and my speed was getting higher and higher at the same time.

Then I noticed Mom was also pushing back a little when I was thrusting her. I was so horny to decide what was wrong or right. It was like I was just sleeping with a girl. I picked her up at a bar or party. Plus I was getting enough sex to keep my balls empty but I guess It was just hormones. Now that she wasn't trying to hide her moan anymore, I was trying to fuck her. I was aiming for her pussy and pressing hard to get inside her, but it just slipped every time. Her phat ass made it a little challenging, but she arched her back enough for me to get inside her.

I could feel her panty line preventing me from getting inside. I was too horny to care about it. I just kept thrusting while holding one of her boobies tightly until I burst out my cum and fell asleep right away.

The next day, I woke up alone in bed and thought it was all just a dream. I checked my shorts, and my cock was inside it. Yeap, it was a dream, otherwise, my cock was supposed to be out. Wait a minute. It could go inside itself after getting soft. I came so much last night, so there must be some stain on the bed sheets. I jumped off the bed and looked for some evidence. Holy cow, it wasn't a dream. There was a big cum puddle and lots of cum spurts stained around it. And it was where Mom slept last night.

I looked for Mom, but she wasn't there. I checked the bathroom, and she wasn't there either. So she may have left for work pretty early to avoid me. Ohh fuck no, I raped my mom. Did she also take her stuff with her? I hurriedly checked her clothes, and thank god it was there. I took a shower and ate some breakfast. Surprisingly, Mom left some coffee for me, so maybe she didn't realize I was awake.

I chose not to return home after finishing my classes that day, even though I had no plans with my friends. I was unsure how to face Mom after what I did to her. But If I continued to act this way, she would realize it was intentional. So I texted her that I planned to hang out with my friends tonight.

When I came back, it was pretty late. Mom was sleeping, so I quietly lay beside her like a good boy. I was facing the other side to forget what happened last night. But it was making me horny all over again. Then I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep if I cared about this so much. So I decided to cuddle her, just as I had been doing for the past few months. And it really worked. I fell asleep in no time.

The next day, everything was normal again. I guess Mom really didn't realize that I was awake. I know my mom. It doesn't matter how embarrassing a topic is; my mom will always talk when necessary. Maybe this time, she was too embarrassed to talk about it. Whatever, I'm feeling good that she didn't bring it up. What the heck would I even say if she did?

A month later, I awoke early in the morning and saw something I should never have seen. Mom was just sleeping next to me, but her pussy was exposed. Her panty line moved aside, and I could see her protruding pussy but thin lips. Her slit was short for a woman her size and age. Maybe because she never had a child.

Two months later, one night, Mom was getting ready for bed while I was doing my final exam project. Mom asked me to come to bed, but I wasn't done, not even close. I had to finish it overnight and submit it the next day. I was so stressed that I couldn't even think of a single line to write. Though I had a method to mitigate my stress, I wasn't in the mood to do it. However, I went to the bathroom and jerked off for a while, but no result.

Then I just left everything on the table and lay beside Mom. Fuck it, I'll ask for some time tomorrow. I'll definitely get a bad grade if I finish the project like this. Better I will risk a penalty and secure a good grade. I was overthinking. I couldn't shake the feeling of getting a bad grade in my final semester.

To ease up, I started moving closer to Mom until I was up against her back. I put my arm around her waist and pulled myself tight up against her. I began to feel warmer as we exchanged body heat. Her warmth really felt great. Not that it was a cold night, but my body was.

Mom shifted a little to get a comfortable position, and her butt was rubbing up against my crotch. Her butt cheeks were fantastic; they were like hot soft clouds running along me. It was then that a thought began to creep into my head. I started getting an erection. I felt it pressing between Mom's smooth ass cheeks. I slid my hand slightly down her stomach to just above her pussy. My erection grew as it was pushed through my boxers.

Mom was breathing heavily. Just like last time, she was awake this time too. I didn't want to do anything this time, so I pulled her closer to feel her warmth and then shut my eyes. But still, she wasn't as close as I wanted. I slid my hand up just below her boobies and brought her a bit closer. It was getting hard to control myself, but I wanted her even closer, so I guided my hand up under her arm and between her large boobies. By pressing her chest, I finally got her where I wanted. I was being very bold, knowing Mom was awake, but I was too horny and stressed up to think straight.

My cock was rock hard, and it was painful to keep it inside my shorts, so I pulled my cock out. Then I pressed my cock against her ass. Surprisingly she adjusted herself so that my cock lay between her thighs. My hip involuntarily thrust forward until the top of my cock pressed against her pussy. What the fuck! She was naked underneath with no panties. Her nightie was raised up on her ass cheeks, so I was totally thrusting her bare butt. She pushed down against my cock a bit and let out a small moan. I could feel her juices flowing onto my cock. I pressed harder, and my head slipped close to her hole. Her lips were so wet that my tip was sliding around in the juices.

Unintentionally, my hand tweaked and teased her hard nipples before moving down and carefully prising apart her smoothly waxed folds. One finger rested on her hard clit without moving, but I pulled it away after feeling how Mom's pussy was dripping with wanton lust for me. I couldn't wait any more. My large shiny tip was pressed between Mom's puffy pussy lips. And she moaned with frustration and desperate desire for me. When she made the sound, my hand quickly covered her mouth, and I stuffed three fingers inside. Pulling her jaw downward and making her pant as I realigned my big thick cock with her pussy and slid forward to penetrate my gasping mom deeply. She was pretty tight, and my big cock made it even harder to penetrate her.

Slowly but without pausing, I pushed forward until the whole length of my slut maker was buried in Mom's hot pussy. With her pink and swollen outer lips forced wide open and her tight little hole stretched obscenely around the base of my veiny, thick shaft. It was painful for her to take me inside. But once I was in, she was rocking her hip to feel my big thick cock more. I paused there, enjoying the erotic view and the physical sensations of my mom splayed open and stuffed full in front of me, my cock in her pussy and wet fingers in her mouth, as she groaned with pleasure at being taken like this. It's true, then, that we do act just like animals when we get horny.

After a delicious pause, I slowly withdrew my cock from mom's pussy. Her pussy lips were gripping me. I could feel her lips were stretching with my cock. By seeing her reaction, I was sure that the veins and ridges of my shaft also massaged her inner walls very well. Just as she was about to whimper at the sudden empty feeling, I reversed the motion and sank back into her vaginal canal, which rippled around my shaft. I nuzzled my face in the back of her neck and kissed her back tenderly, but there was no let-up in my accelerating acquisition of her tight pussy. I held her tightly as I continued to enter her and then withdrew again, over and over. Our sweaty skin made quiet noises as we rubbed together. At that point, her nightie was pretty high, and I was shirtless from the beginning. At its deepest point of penetration, my cock completely filled and stretched Mom's pussy and nudged against her cervix at the end.

I continued to make Mom my own in the most natural and primal way. My movements were getting much faster and faster. Mom was just enjoying the good fuck I was giving her. She hasn't resisted a single move I made so far. I was pretty sure she never took a big cock like mine. She was in pure bliss.

As I thrust my swollen womb Raider into her and kissed her neck, she arched her back as much as she could. Which changed the angle of her pussy and allowed me more room to penetrate Mom with increasing speed and force. I grunted softly with each insertion, and Mom mimicked my movements with her own hip to maximize the depth and force of my cock invasion.

Mom squealed with overwhelming pleasure and shut her eyes as her vaginal canal clenched and squeezed around my thick long cock, and an orgasm spread from her genitals throughout her tingling body. The pleasure inundated her whole body. She wriggled and shivered in my arms as I brought her to climax while holding her tight in my arms.

After a few more thrusts, I was also on the brink of orgasm. Mom grasped my hand tightly, lifting her leg into the air to allow the deepest penetration of her pussy so far. After two more movements of my hips, I grabbed Mom's thighs near the groin and pressed her down onto my throbbing cock as I began to ejaculate powerfully into her deepest vaginal canal.

I moaned in relief as my semen spurted into Mom's pussy, streaming into her deepest parts and filling her up, marking her as my willing woman. My member kept on pulsing out thick creamy cum, and my hand made marks in the soft skin of her thigh as I continued to press her down onto me so that every drop of semen was propelled into her eager pussy. I ejaculated such a volume of semen that it completely flooded Mom's womb and started to leak out around the root of my thick cock, mixing with the sweat and her own sexual fluids on her smooth bald pussy lips. Mom sighed in ecstasy as her pussy brimmed with the frothy ejaculation of her son, and she relaxed against my chest.

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