NOTE - Incest is often looked down upon in our society but when it is a consensual act between two adults, it is a beautiful, beautiful act which should be cherished and adored. I have lusted after my mother for years and have often resorted to writing stories to help play out my fantasies. But a few months ago, I decided to take action and do something about my yearnings. I truly suggest to anyone dealing with sexual urges towards their mother...act on them. You won't be sorry. I know I'm not. Enjoy my story, and remember, anything is possible, even incest.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself and my mother. I am 24 years old, a good looking guy and perfectly "normal" by anyone's standards. I am a college graduate and work for a large investment bank. I am 6'1 180 pounds with blue eyes and short brown hair. I have had the same girlfriend since my freshman year in college. She is a real cutie, a typical southern belle if you will. Despite my typical upbringing and lifestyle, I have always had a thing for my mother. I've had a ton of girlfriends over the years but for some reason, my mother was always the object of my desire. It started during my freshman year in high school and ever since then, I dreamed of fucking her.
Let me describe my mom for you. She's getting up there in years, she is 63 years old but has incredibly smooth skin and has her natural brunette hair without a hint of gray. These two features make her look more like 40 as opposed to 63. Her body drives me wild. Now some would say she is a "BBW" and truth is, she could stand to lose about 15 pounds. But I like voluptuous women and my mother fits the bill. She's 5'2 with a massive 40D bust and big, wide hips. And she has an ass that will just not quit. It is downright fat but I love it. For years I dreamed of my mom lowering that big old booty on my dick and fucking my brains out.
Despite my feelings towards my mother, I was always a bit of a pussy. I've read all the incest stories on the internet about mothers and sons fucking each other and giving into their forbidden passions. But I knew that would never happen to me. My mother was a bit of a prude, in fact, before she slept with me, my father was the only man she had ever been with. If there was so much as a kissing scene on television, she would start to blush or change the channel. I thought I had a better chance of having sex with Jennifer Lopez than I did my mother.
But things have a funny way of working out and my dream of banging my mom was about to be set in motion. It all started last spring with my cousin's wedding. My cousin was getting married out west and my parents and I would be spending several days in a hotel. Now I must mention that my father is a snorer, not just your typical snorer but one of those that could keep up an entire house of people awake with his snores. So it was established early on that my mother and I would share a room together. This way, we could catch some shut eye and my father could snore his head off.
When I realized that I would be sharing a room with my mother, my fantasies rushed back into my mind. I spent the first few days before our trip, feverishly jerking off to thoughts of eating out my mom's pussy or sucking on her fat, saggy tits. As my cousin's wedding drew nearer, I literally became obsessed with having sex with my mom, like never before. I was distracted at work, didn't have time for my girlfriend and spent hours trying to devise a plan to get my mom in bed.
After much thought and deliberation, I came up with a masterful three-pronged attack to get my mother in bed. My plan was beautiful. It would not be too obvious to my mother so if at any time I had to abort, she would not realize that I was trying to seduce her. In short, there was little risk involved but the reward stood to be heavenly.
The first phase of my attack was trying to get my mom to view me as a "sexual being." I knew that my mom still saw me as her "little boy" and that would not help my cause. I needed her to see that I was a man, with a dick, a man with urges and desires. Once she saw that, the seed of incest would be planted in her mind for the first time.
The first night in the hotel room would mark the beginning of my plan. We both turned in at about 11:00 and after five minutes or so, I threw the covers off of me and began to stroke my cock. Granted, I'm not hung like a horse but I have a nice sized dick, approximately 9 inches. My plan was simple - start masturbating and make sure that my mother, sleeping in the other bed, sees me. I figured this would arouse her and if it didn't, I really couldn't get myself into trouble. After all, I could just claim that I thought she was asleep.
So I started jerking off, quite hard, tickling my balls and thinking of who else but my mom. After several minutes, I glanced out of the side of my eye to see what, if anything, my mom was doing. To my delight, I could tell that she was looking right at me. She wasn't flipping out or demanding me to stop. Rather, my mom was enjoying my little show. This turned me on like never before and I shot a massive load of cum, one drop actually landing on my forehead. I went to sleep that night completely content, with images of banging my mom dancing in my head.
I continued on with phase one the following morning. I awoke before my mom and made sure she was still asleep. When I realized that the coast was clear, I began to dry hump my pillow. I grinded my cock against it and moved my hips back and forth. After several moments, I had a raging hard on. Like I said, I have a nice sized cock and my erection was literally exploding out of my boxer shorts. I continued to gently stroke my cock so as to maintain my erection until my mother woke up. When she finally did and was alert, I jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. My mother couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in boxers. I casually said "good morning" and made my way to the toilet. My mother's reaction was priceless. Her eyes nearly bugled out of her head and she began to turn 500 different shades of red. She was finally beginning to realize that her "little boy" wasn't so little after all.
Things were going perfectly. My mom was now having "unpure" thoughts about me or at least I was convinced of it and my actions up to this point had been so seemingly innocent. I hopped into the shower and prepared for the final acts of phase 1. I got out of the shower and began to dry myself off. I wrapped the skimpy hotel towel around me and peeked out the door to see that my mother was standing right next to the bathroom, gently folding her dress and undergarments on the bed. Things could have been better for me. I hastily opened the door and made a quick dart to my side of the room. Convienently enough, I just happened to lose hold of my towel as it fell to the floor. There I was, in all my naked glory, right in front of my mom. My cock hanging there, with a nice rough patch of pubic hair. I tried to play it off that I was humiliated and made myself blush as I grabbed the towel and ran back to the bathroom. Once again, my mother's reaction was priceless. Her loud gasp and "oh son" made me realize that I was turning her on.
And later that night, I would be certain of it.
My cousin's wedding was a good time. A lot of food and booze. Luckily for me, my mother had a little too much of the latter. By the time we stumbled back to the room, she was completely wasted. I realized that now was the time to complete phase 1. When we returned to our room, I started to complain about how I was such a horrible dancer and wished I could learn to stop stepping on my partner's toes. My mom, completely unaware of my intentions, was rather tipsy and volunteered to make a "dancer out of me." We began to stumble around the room, my mom was in no shape to be dancing but our bodies became pressed together. I gently rubbed against my mom's belly and titties. She was giggling and telling me how drunk she was, she had no clue what was going on. Her soft, massive tits against my chest were pushing me over the edge. After just a few seconds, I had a massive hard on and my mother felt it rubbing against her leg and thigh. She finally came back to reality and realized that I was turned on. She pulled away and looked somewhat confused. She simply said she had a wonderful time at the wedding and thought we should get some sleep.
Being that we were leaving in the morning, I wanted to leave one more lasting impression on my mom. I once again threw the covers off of myself and began to masturbate, but this time, I went all out. Still horny as hell from dancing with my mom, I feverishly stroked my cock and rubbed my balls. For good measure, I thrusted my hips up and down and let out a few gradual moans. I wanted to make sure that my mother knew what I was doing. And boy, did she ever. I brought myself to one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had. It was a combination of jerking off, thinking of my mom and knowing she was watching. I shot load after load high up in the air, it landed on my chest and chin. It was incredibly intense.
And my mom witnessed it all and it had quite the effect. About 2 or 3 minutes after I jizzed all over myself, my mom got up and went into the bathroom and turned on the sink. At first, I did not think anything of it. But after several minutes had passed, I became suspicious. I tiptoed to the bathroom door and gently leaned my ear up against it. To this day, the sounds that I heard still drive me wild. My mother was gently moaning and breathing quite heavily. Yes, she was masturbating and undoubtedly, it was in response to my little show. I couldn't believe it. The thought of her fingering her fat, hairy cunt with those saggy tits heaving up and down nearly drove me wild. The clincher was when I noticed that the television remote had been taken off of the nightstand by our beds. My own mom was fucking herself with the remote! I leapt back to bed and once again began to jerk off. I tossed and turned for most of the night, knowing that sex with my mom was only days away!
Phase 2 of my attack involved getting my mother to be as horny as I was. This was extremely dangerous and it would most likely involve touching or coming on to her. After the incidents in the hotel and her fucking herself with a remote control, I felt a little more confident than I would have been. But nonetheless, I couldn't help but be a tad nervous.
My mother had a bad back for years, partly because she was lugging around two fucking huge tits. More often than not, she'd coax a back rub from me. I never dared used these opportunities to my advantage, like I said, I was a pussy. I'd normally just get a boner and go to my bedroom and jerk off. But the next back rub I gave my mother would set phase 2 into motion.
Sure enough, about a week after my cousin's wedding, my mom was pleading with me to give her one of my famous back rubs. Hahaha, how could I resist? I decided to play it cool. I wasn't going to suddenly grab her tits or ass and start kissing her passionately. I still figured that she'd beat the shit out of me and tell my father. I needed something more subtle but equally effective. I started gently rubbing her shoulders and moved down to the small of her back. Then, something that I have never done before, I grabbed her arms and slowly tugged them up and down. My mother began to roll her neck in pleasure. A few groans escaped from her mouth. While I stroking her arms, on more than one occasion, my hand would quickly glance off the sides of her tits. It was my first ever contact with her mounds and again, it was all so innocent but I knew it was getting my mom horny. It sure as hell got me aroused. After just a few seconds, I had another erection. For the first time in my plan, I took a bold move. I guided the tip of my bulging dick head to the tip of my mom's ass and just left it there. My mom felt my cock against her fat butt but did nothing. There was no resistance or shouting or displeasure. I eventually stopped and my mother, blushing and rather dazed, thanked me. I knew I had her.
I was certain that my back rub and dick head touching her ass had my mom in a state of horniness. I decided to complete phase 2 that same evening and I recruited my girlfriend for help. Now my girl had no idea that I was plotting to bang my mom, hell, if she knew, she'd completely flip out and I didn't want that. But I figured she could still be of help to me.
