Uniting With My Mom

I am a 19-year-old male living with my parents while I attend university. My dad works nights in maintenance at a meatpacking plant, so I don’t see him much during the week. Even on weekends, I have little interaction with him and we are not always on the best of terms. My mother is a stay-at home mom in her late forties. Mom and I have a very warm and loving relationship, though I feel that she dotes on me more than I deserve.

Last weekend, something happened that caused me to become particularly aroused by something she did. The dubious end result was that I had s***** relations with her without her knowledge or consent. It was the first and only time that I have been s******* intimate with her. Even though it did her no physical harm, it is reprehensible and it does bother me a bit. I don’t usually have s***** thoughts about her and I only do when she does things that arouse me. I guess she fails to realize the effect they have upon me. For example, unless someone is visiting, she never wears a bra or p****** under her dress. She must find this situation more comfortable. She often hurries out of the bathroom after a shower wearing only a towel – no top – and if she encounters me in the hallway, I see her t*** jiggling. Of course, she immediately covers them with her hands but by then I have seen a lot. Prior to bedtime, she often walks around in one-piece slip sort of resembling a negligee. Since she is a heavyset and b**** woman, I see every curve in her body and I cannot help but become aroused by it. I usually just m********* to get over the s***** impulses but last weekend, m*********** was just not enough.

What happened last weekend began with an unexpected phone call from one of my mother’s friends. My mother had gone to a lady’s night out and the caller said that she was a bit intoxicated and could someone please come and take her back home. I know that my mom really enjoys her alcoholic beverages, especially wines, and I surmised that she had overindulged herself. It wasn’t the first time overindulged herself but usually my dad are with her and can bring her home. But this time, my dad wasn’t home and wouldn’t home until late, so the responsibility fell upon me to get her. When we returned home, she was tipsy so I helped her to her bedroom. She immediately began u********* for bed and before I knew it, she had unhitched and removed her bra, fully exposing her t***. It caught me by surprise and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I have never seen her t*** from so close, for so long a duration and with such clarity. They are quite beautiful, being full, shapely and having a uniform milky-white colour. But what really caught my eye were her n******. They are pea-sized, brown in colour and just stuck out from her t*** like buds. I guess they were erect because her bedroom was chilly. She may be my mother but she is also a woman, and the effect on me was that my p**** became thick and hard as I stood there staring at them. My mom, meanwhile, was struggling to remove her slacks and motioned me to help. I helped her remove them and this left her wearing only p******. I know that she sleeps in the buff, that is, naked, so I asked her if she wants me to remove her p******. She did and I slid them down her legs and removed them as well. The sight of her lying on her back, nearly asleep, and being completely naked was almost more than I could bear. Even with her legs together, I could see the large crop of pubic hair between her crotch. I knew that if I were to spread her legs wide apart, that I would be seeing so much more but I resisted the temptation to do that. I just covered her with blankets and left the room.

For the next half hour, I masturbated while thinking about what I had seen and wondering what to do about it. Ultimately, I convinced myself that even though she was my mom, I had to do something, because I was really s******* aroused. And I couldn’t dawdle because my dad would be returning home in a couple of hours. So, naked, I returned to her bedroom and, after checking that she was asleep, raised her blankets and began fondling her t***. They were incredibly soft to the touch, although her n****** had become soft. I now dared to do what I didn’t dare before: I started spreading her legs apart, although I didn’t expect her legs to be so heavy. But once they were spread, I could see her g******* and I ran my fingers over her vaginal lips. They were moist and I became so excited at the sensation that I immediately got into bed with her, raised one of her legs up high, cradled it in my arms and positioned my p**** up against her vaginal lips. Up to this point, I had really done nothing wrong, short of s***** touching. I could have just enjoyed rubbing my p**** over her g******* and left. She wouldn’t even have known about it. But I was too aroused to settle for that and I was determined to ‘penetrate’ her. I took hold of my p**** and pressed it hard against her v***** until the slit opened and allowed entry of my p****. Now inside, I pumped gently until my p**** fully penetrated her. My scrotum was now pressing against her crotch. I continued pumping slowly at first but gradually speeding up, as I developed a rhythm. But the creaking of the bed and the gyrations of our bodies began to wake her up and I knew that I had to finish soon. Already, she was squirming and moaning slightly, so I stiffened my body, positioned my p**** seep inside her and ejaculated. After pulling out, there was a pool of s**** under her crotch, so I immediately wiped it up with tissues. The last thing that I wanted was for my dad to go to bed and find the bed sheets wet from s****. I returned to my bedroom and pondered the night’s events over and over until I fell asleep.

When I got up, my mom and dad were finishing their breakfast. Dad left the house shortly after to do some chores and she offered to prepare me a nice breakfast. From the way she was acting, I was beginning to think that she either didn’t know or didn’t remember what happened last night. But after breakfast, she took me aside and thanked me for picking her up last night and for putting her to bed. She apologized for getting a bit drunk and assured me that it wouldn’t happen again. I knew that this was a promise that she really couldn’t keep but I chose to keep quiet. She added, “Look it, I know what happened last night, that you were ‘intimate’ with me and I can understand why you were. If you put a young virile man in the same room as a naked woman, even if she is much older, then the result is predictable. But you have to be careful when you are ‘intimate’ with me, because if your dad ever finds out, he would be extremely upset”. Those were her final words on the matter and she hasn’t mentioned it since. As for her, I didn’t see her as being upset or angry, and our relationship hasn’t suffered. Who knows, perhaps it is the realization that she is carrying my sperm in her body and that has raised our relationship as mother and son to the highest possible level.

BWN