Fuck my mom? I never thought I would that kind of desire.
How could I possibly wanna fuck my mom when all we did was fight? I was always pissing my mom off when I was a teenager. No matter what I did she never seemed to be satisfied with me. It felt like she favored my step-sister, Kelly since she was one of the popular college girls just like my mom used to be. Kelly could do no wrong in my mom’s eyes. One night Kelly went to a friend’s house and it was just mom & I at home.
Mom would drink like a fish on Friday nights to celebrate the end of the week. I wanted to ask her if I could give her a massage or cook her favorite meal when we were alone like that night…anything to just get closer to her…but I could never find the words to say what I was thinking. My mom was in her mid 40’s by the time I made it to high school and she was pretty hot to be almost 50 years old.
That night mom got beyond wasted. She got so wasted that she started crying and screaming for me to come into her room. Of course, I ran to her because I thought she needed me. When I got there she was under the covers with a glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other just balling! “What’s wrong mom?”, I was concerned and scared of what she would say. “Come here Ryan,” she said.
“I was going to fuck my mom and I didn’t even feel weird about it.”
She looked up at me and said, “Do you know why I can’t stand you sometimes? Because you remind me so much of your fucking FATHER!” I immediately started to cry. “But mom! I can’t help who my dad is, I try so hard to make you happy and all you do is blame me for being ALIVE!” I cried. “There is one thing that your father would always do that would make me so happy. Sometimes I look at you and I wonder if you can do the same thing that he would do to make me happy.” I wiped my eyes. “What? What are you talking about?” I asked.
She threw back the covers and there in front of me was my mother’s naked body. She was aging beautifully. Her toes were perfectly pedicured with candy red nail polish that matched her soft delicate hands. Looking back, I attribute that moment to having a foot fetish.
Her long smooth caramel legs looked like they belonged to a dancer. By the time my eyes reached her soft pussy my mouth dropped open. I couldn’t believe how beautiful my mother was. She was so naturally sexy. Her pussy was shaved smooth. Her belly was flat and soft and her tits were plump and perky. She took my hand and pulled me to her face.
I couldn’t wait to please my mother. I’d do anything to make her love me, even if it was wrong.
“You wanna get closer to Mommy little girl? Hop in bed with me and show me how much you love me.” I obeyed because I thought that if I resisted she would hate me. So I did everything that she told me to do:
“Take off your nightgown.” She stared at my naked body.
“Rub your perky little tits and look at mommy when you do it.”
“Now touch your pussy Ryan….That’s a good girl.” She opened her legs.
“Crawl to Mommy and lick the hole you came from.” I obeyed. Her pussy was so sweet and juicy. It was like eating a ripe morning melon. Jesus! I was going to fuck my mom and I didn’t even feel weird about it. I was so turned on by the idea of pleasing her.
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