Here's the first part of my new story.
Your comments, criticism are always welcome!
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Even though I found my mom attractive, I never done anything beyond occasional fantasizing, okay maybe I might've raided her panty drawer once or twice. But that was it. I'm 28, I've had serious girlfriends, hookups; being turned on whenever mom bend over never stopped me from being attracted to other women. I always thought the attraction was just something you feel when you are a horny teenager living almost 24/7 next to a sexy woman. But as we both got older, after I moved out, I realized that it wasn't that. I've had a type when it comes to dating or hooking up. My sister even joked about how my then girlfriend reminded her of our mother. Slowly I noticed how many times I've imagining the women I was fucking was my mom.
My mom, Ruth, was petite. She was 5' 4" with slender athletic body. She was a runner. And I all that running and working out certainly made her ass look heavenly. She wasn't conservative with her clothes, so I saw her hotness every day. It was literally hard.
For years, I suppressed that. I know what is going on and I didn't find a 'normal' way to address that. What better than to ignore it? But there were times it was just killing me. Like when my mom turned 50. My sister Katie took upon herself the task of creating the 'kick-ass' party for our mom's big five-o. I helped here and there but knowing nothing about preparing a party, I mostly just sit there the whole time. It was meant to be a surprise for mom but I knew she knew that there gonna be a party. My sister couldn't hide her excitement even if her life depends on it. As we heard mom's car, we all turned off the lights and hid behind couches. And when she opened the door we all yelled 'Surprise!'. Mom was smiling like an idiot.
"Happy birthday mom!" I told after the party, when all the guests were left and finally the living room got quiet.
"Thanks Jim! I wasn't expecting this!"
"Well that's all Jess' doing. You know how crazy she could get."
"I heard THAT!" Jess yelled from the kitchen.
"I know!"
"Well mom... I've got to go. Unlike this lazy ass I have work tomorrow. Happy birthday mom!"
"Thanks honey... for everything."
After my sister left, we kept talking stuff and drinking. Minute by minute we got closer and closer to each other on that small couch. Mom's hand was on my lap, dangerously closer to my cock. Her head was resting on my shoulder and my arm was wrapped around her. The feeling I was having was intoxicating. I could see down her shirt, her hand slowly rubbing my thigh, smell of her shampoo. I couldn't help myself but to get aroused. Part of me was praying for mom to not to notice my arousal. But part of me wanted to show her how much effect she has on me. I guess my prayers wasn't heard, mom touched my cock.
"Oh wow! You certainly are a big boy!" Mom said with a laugh.
"I I uh I'm sorry mom... it's just..."
"Oh, just stop it James... we both are adults and..." She began rubbing my cock through the jeans. "God... how I missed touching a hard cock!"
At that point, I was trying my hardest not to cum in my pants. Mom dropped to her knees in front of me and began unzipping my fly. I knew this is bad and immoral and all that stuff but there's no way in hell that I'm going to stop this. When you are fantasizing about something for whole of your adult life, you never stop it when its coming true.
Mom pulled my pants down and my cock jumped out. I'm almost six-foot-tall and had a little rounder body because my job is to sit on my ass all day. I wasn't fat yet, but I was touching the waters of being fat. So, I was kind of nervous about being naked in front of women than I used to be. I was glad my cock took mom's attention. One of the few things kept my confidence was my cock. It was little over eight inches long and thick.
"Mmm sweetheart... I wish I've known you were hiding this few years ago..." She started licking the head.
