"This is my first submission. I think the title and description speak for them selves. Enjoy!
7:25 AM. My mother and I sat across from each other at the breakfast table. Both of us eating the healthy breakfast she just cooked up. We exchanged a series of glances at one another as we ate our eggs. Last night began a new relationship with my mother and the tension was spilling over to the morning after.
"Good morning. Got to run" My dad said as he grabbed a piece of toast of my plate and headed out the door.
Mom and I looked back at each other as the door closed behind him. After hearing the car pull out of the drive way, my mom got up and walked over to me. Never breaking eye contact, I began to pull down my Nike mesh shorts. My mom took off her PJ bottoms and then sat on my lap. We began to make out uncontrollably.
Let me give you a little back story that lead up to this moment.
My mother's name is Karen, and to give you a bit of a visual, she looks incredibly like the an older Denise Milani. For 38, she has fantastic long legs, gigantic tits, nice plump ass, beautiful full lips, and big green eyes that you can just lose yourself in. The greatest thing about my mother is her commitment to keeping her body in incredible shape. She is a head trainer at the local gym and teaches spin class, yoga, Pilates, and weight training. My dad, Gary, used to work out a lot when I was young but has let himself go a bit due his everyday work routine.
Growing up, my parents made sure I was very active in sports and in my education. I am in the last semester of high school and I just became the starting third baseman for the varsity baseball team. My dad was so proud of me when I came home with the big news. My mother was even more ecstatic as she nearly tackled me to congratulate me. I am sincerely blessed with a loving family. Since I am their only child, I get all of their attention.
"We are so proud of you!" my mom screamed as she lunged into me. Her beautifully toned arms wrapped around my neck and she jumped on top of me. Her excitement caught me off guard and we both fell to the ground. She began to shower me with kisses.
"MOM!" I grabbed with her around the waist and flipped her onto her back as I rolled on top of her. I looked her in the eyes playfully and pinned her down. She laughed out loud and locked eyes with me as her gorgeous brown hair fell onto her face. My dad immediately came up from behind me and head locked me and presided to playfully wrestle me to the ground. As you can see, I have a great family.
Last Saturday morning, I woke up early because I had baseball practice. I was up eating a bowl of cereal when I remembered that my coach told me that our game from last Wednesday would be featured in the local news. As my parents continued to sleep, I hoped on the computer to check the news site. After reading the article, I looked on the computer for my homework assignment I did the night before. That is when I came across a folder called "1990's portfolio". My curiosity got the best of me and I opened the folder. Inside I found even more folders called "JC Penny".."Sears"..."Playboy Audition"..."Pinup Lingerie"..."Bikini Sets", etc. etc. I went through each folder and was shocked to find all these pictures of my mother is different poses and outfits.
My heart was racing a mile a minute as I noticed I was getting extremely hard. I could hardly breathe as I quickly rummaged through folders. My hard on was becoming stiffer and stiffer as I heard the stairs outside of the office beginning to creak. Someone was coming downstairs! If I was not already out of breath, I was now nearing heart attack stage. I immediately closed all the folders and opened up the webpage I was looking at. As I closed out the last folder, I noticed a few called "Nude Pictorials" and "Glamour Models Gone Bad". Thank God for creaking floor boards.
My mother walked in and said "Hi honey, what are you doing up so early?"
She was dressed in her usual sleep attire that she wore late at night and early in the mornings. Her outfits perfectly accented her every curve.
"Umm, nothing mom, just wanted to look at the article about the game" I said with the worlds biggest lump in my throat.
"Oh really? What does it say?" She asked as she began to walk towards me. Everything seems to slow down from there. I looked back at her after closing out the last folder. Suddenly I pictured mom was walking toward me in the green Malibu string bikini I just saw her in on the computer. It was like a cheesy 80's movie as everything around me went foggy and all focus and attention was on my mom seductively.
I couldn't handle or process anything at that moment. I got up and made a B line for the door. My mind was going a mile a second as I ran passed her.
"Umm, ok well, I should be ready to take you to practice in about 45 minutes" She said as I ran up the stairs.
I ran into the bathroom, slammed the door, and turn the shower on. I quickly jerked off thinking of all those sexy pictures I saw of my very own mother. The ones that came to mind instantly was the pictures in the folder called "beach set". Picture after picture of my mom in different string bikinis. In each picture, she had a nasty, seductive look on her face as if to say, "Please jump on top of me and fuck my brains out". One in particular, she was on all four, knees together, and her perfect round plump ass arched way up in the air. I put my hand over my mouth as came harder than I ever had before.
That is when my obsession with sex and my hot mother began.
Flash forward to today and in recent weeks my addiction to my mom was growing larger and even more obscene.
I was at the dinner table finishing some homework when she walked in with dad.
"How was date night?" I said to the both of them. I looked up and saw my mom wearing a very hot, very short black dress. She was visibly upset or disappointed.
"It was fine" My dad said walking from the dining room into the living room. "I'm going to bed, I have a long day tomorrow". He continued to say as he made his way upstairs.
"Everything ok?" I said to my mom.
"Yeah, it's ok. Dad is just really stressed from work" she said as she grabbed herself a bottle of water out of the fridge.
"Are you sure?" I said with concern.
If you haven't guessed by now, we are a close family and we all can sense when something is wrong. However, even with her upset, I couldn't help but look straight at her massive cleavage on display. As she sat, her breast gave a sexy ripple and jiggled ever so slightly. I was genuinely concerned but I couldn't help notice that a good 32E tits fit so nicely in that dress.
"Don't tell your father" she looked up to make sure he was gone. "But we tried to have a nice night but lately, all he does is complain."
I immediately got lost in my mom's eyes as she explained how my father has changed. This happened often lately, my mom would be telling me something and I would get tunnel vision of lust. As she went on to vent about how my father was not the same man she married 20 years ago, my cock was getting uncomfortably hard. I often daydream in class about having hardcore incestual sex with my hot stacked mother.
"...do you understand hon?" My mom said as I was quickly snapped out of my trance.
"umm yeah yeah. That stinks mom. If I were him, I would treat you like the goddess you are". What the hell did I just say out loud?! I stared forward trying to wrap my head around what I just subconsciously blurted out.
"You are so incredible sweet. I love you so much." She said lovingly.
A moment passed and I looked over to her standing by sink. She was looking at me with a sexy smirk. I stared back at her with confusion on my face, acting like I didn't just refer to her as a Goddess. I watched her as she leaned back against the counter and cross her arm underneath her breasts. Still smiling, she cocked her head to the right a bit.
"What?" I asked beginning to get a bit uncomfortable.
"Do you think I'm beautiful? Be honest" She asked seductively. My mouth immediately started to dried up. Flashbacks of panic started creeping, afraid that I would say or do something that I would regret. I lost contact with her eyes and somehow my focus got drawn in by her slim waist and incredible sexy hips. Her mouth watering thighs followed and they single handedly fueled me to say..."Mom you are honestly most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Another silent pause fell over the kitchen. I started eating again as I took out my phone to act like I didn't want to talk about this anymore.
"Thank you for listening baby." She said as she got up and headed for the living room. Her eyes never lost contacted with mine. I immediately felt flush in the face and realized I have to be more careful.
"What time do you have practice in the morning baby?" She yelled from the living room.
I got up and met her in the living room. She was on the couch taking off her high heels. Her short dress crept its way up her thick mommy thighs.
"What time honey do you have practice?" She asked again.
I was standing in front of her starting at soft tits nearly coming out of her dress. It was completely obvious that I was staring at her flesh spilling out. She quickly looked down at her chest and realized that almost half of her tits were popping out for her son to see. She then looked up at me without making any motion to cover herself up.
"Honey, you seriously can't help yourself can you?" She said with a smile.
"What? I mean. Sorry mom but... they are incredible". I said stumbling through my answer.
My mom looked at the stairs, then looked at me, then looked at her tits, and then back at me. As I stared at her, I noticed she was obviously getting a bit worked up. She took a very deliberate deep breath which caused her deep cleavage to bulge out even further.
Her sexy full red lips parted and she said "Brad, your father is right upstairs"
"I am sorry mom..."
"which means we must be quiet" she cut me off as she began to take off her earrings.
My 6'2" athletic frame stood tall over her and she sat on the couch. She looked forward and noticed my hard on beginning straining through my jeans. We both looked down at it for a moment. Then back at each other.
"Mom. I love you. I am sorry for looking at you like that." I said.
