***All parties are over 18 years old. This is a very slow build-up and the details of it I would say not what you normally see. It falls more into the realm of romance not graphical sex. Hope you enjoy it as much as I liked writing it. Most importantly many if not all the places mentioned are real and I have really been to those places but the story itself is entirely fictional***
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My realization of my fetish for incest started when I discovered a site called Literotica. Hundreds if not thousands of stories to choose from. Many not so good, but there are many that are. It wasn’t till I stumbled onto the Incest section out of pure curiosity. The first story about a mother and son and I was hooked. Call me a pervert if you like, but I am not ashamed of it.
But my mom isn’t so innocent either. I hear the sounds coming from her room. Some of those days I know she is alone and others I know there is a person in there. I fantasize sometimes it is a woman or a teenager ravaging her, bringing her such pleasures. I live my fantasies through them wishing I was the one in there doing gods knows what to her.
You can’t blame me while she falls into the average category, she is still quite attractive. Wearing all kinds of outfits from summer dresses to t-shirts, to tank tops but each time never with a bra. It isn’t unusual for you to see her nipples trying to poke through her top.
But I digress. Maybe writing this will help me make a move as they say. Come onto her see what happens? What’s the worst can happen? She kicks me out? Well at 23 I should be on my own but my future is bleak right now. College didn’t work out and I have no serious prospects of a career.
But enough about that, lets talk about what I should do if I should do anything. Should I have some wine with her? Lower her inhibitions. Well what do you think I should do? Or should I just live with this for the rest of my days? I could try to find someone that looks like her, but fucks like a nymphomaniac. Naaa if I do that she will see right through me. Granted they always say you marry your mother or father depending on what sex you are.
You know I do have some pot. I read stories on Literotica of mothers losing their inhibitions and giving into sexual flirtation. It’s legal where I am and yes I have some. Maybe that and some wine and a romantic movie. She knows I love romcoms why not something more romantic minus the comedy? Lets go find out.
Signing off for now. Talk to you whenever.
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Well it’s been several days, a week, oh hell I am not keeping track. Maybe I should track these things. Either way I had to read where I left off.
It was a Saturday where we eventually did watch a romantic movie, and she cuddled with me under a blanket, and had some wine but nothing happened. Well she did put her hand on my leg but I can’t help but think that is just motherly affection. But I admit it got me hard. Thankfully the blanket covering us kept her from seeing. Good thing too because I was wearing boxer shorts and pajama pants, that I tell you won’t hide shit.
But like I said nothing happened. But who knows what will happen if anything. I haven’t heard or seen a guy or anyone come over for at least a week. Might just be a coincidence or maybe all she needs is me. Wouldn’t that be nice. That might be the right idea; all she does is need me. A little thing here and there could go a long way.
I have to sleep on this. I will write more when I can.
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It was Saturday (again). Seems like these events only seem to happen on a Saturday. Well it at least gives me something to look forward to.
But I am babbling here. So picture it, she’s in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms having dinner with me, and asked if I wanted to do a movie and wine again which I said sure but I get to pick it this time. I picked one of my favorites that really get my juices flowing: “Long Shot” starring Charlize Theron. If you haven’t watched it I recommend you do. She is so beautiful and in some ways reminds me of mom. But I am getting off track here.
So here we are on the couch, cuddling under a blanket and yes again she had her hand on my leg but today if I didn’t know any better I think I could pick up a scent of her juices. Trust me I know what it smells like and tastes; well not hers but I do. I am not a virgin mind you, just on a dry spell which part of it all I can think about lately is her. The point is I could sense arousal.
As the movie proceeded and the contents of the wine bottle was dwindling the scent seemed to get stronger. Smelling that I so wanted to place my hand on her leg and slide it up to see if she is moist between the legs. But I chickened out. There is always another day, or no matter what day that may be, that might be going too far. Or maybe going too far too quick. These damn stories that I read on Literotica really fucks with my head. Not sure what I should do here.
Again I will sleep on it.
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Hi I think it has been a few weeks since I last wrote on here. Things took a turn not for the worse or better just took a turn or a step forward. We cuddled again last night and like before she had her hand on my leg. This time I decided to go for broke and do the same. She didn’t seem to react in any way but felt so good just to touch her. I think I will keep doing this consistently you never know what will come of it.
Oh and for all you perverts this time the pajamas she wore it is clear her nipples have been coming a little more prominent you can say. I so want to suck on them, twist them, pinch them, tug on them. Oh great, I just got hard typing that. Well Porhub here I come.
Talk to you later.
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Something new to share. Not sure what day it was, but we were watching a movie which got boring and because of it we talked and laughed and yes at times had our hands on each others leg. But what she did do different was hug my arm and lay her head on my shoulder plus kiss my cheek several times which the kissing part she does when saying good bye and good night. Doesn’t sound like much but I felt a sense of intimacy and her breasts were pressing against the side of my arm during the arm hugging.
God I wish that happens again. Well that is all. Have a nice night.
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What I am about to tell you happened on a Monday. In the morning I tried something different. As I said in the previous entry when we part ways in the morning she gives me a kiss on the cheek and sets off. But today I decided to be a little bold, I quickly turned my head at the last second and planted a kiss right on her lips. She jerked back a little and looked at me funny but didn’t say anything about it. Just turned around and left. In hind site that may have been too much. But I can’t change it, can only move forward.
Hind site or not I did the same thing when she does her usual good night kiss on the cheek. The best part about it is it wasn’t quick kiss, it was more like 3 second kiss. Not your motherly peck that we all know so well. And after she just smiled and left for bed.
Things are changing I can sense that. Slowly but there are changes between us. The question is where is all this going? What is causing her to want to give me a 3-second kiss versus her normal peck. Is she getting the same feelings as I am? Maybe I am not the only one in this family that reads Literotica.
For all I know she can be in her room reading a story about a mother and son kissing, and doing much more. Well if not her it will be me. I am in the mood for a good story before bed. It actually helps me sleep and takes my mind off what I really want even for a short while.
Bye for now.
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I waited a few weeks before making my next entree just to see how things go day by day. Things are progressing. The kisses goodbye and goodnight that used to be on the cheek have become the standard on the lips. And not only that they are lasting anywhere from 3 seconds to a few. And sometimes after some wine she follows the kiss goodnight with a bite on my lip. Not sure what the means but I like it.
Granted it could be the wine which is becoming a standard thing for us. At this rate we will need to stick to the cheap stuff if we continue to drink this often. But maybe if I save up I can get her a bottle of the good stuff. Granted I have no idea what that would be. But you hear about these wine enthusiasts paying ridiculous prices for something that they will just consume in a short amount of time.
Either way as I was saying things are progressing. As for what direction I can’t be sure but it just feels like something more than motherly love. I think I am going to start rubbing her leg on occasion. Nothing to aggressive, not so high on the leg that I comes near her crotch. Just a nice gentle leg rub. Oooh that gives me an idea. Her birthday is coming up. I have enough saved to get her a massage session and a day at the spa. I think I have enough I don’t know what something like that would cost but if it helps me in the goal why not? Something like that would be priceless.
Yeah I think I am going to do it. Just need to ask the ladies at my job where to go. I am excited about this idea. Who knows she might be so relaxed and thankful she might give me something in return. I’ll take anything because if anything is happening it sure is happening slowly but good things come to those that wait.
But lets be honest for all I know nothing will happen. But we will see.
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Turns out she loved the present I got her. She thanked me for the spa with a big kiss and a huge hug. With a big smile on her face skipped over to the bathroom to wash all the lotion off her skin. I kind of wish she didn’t do that, she smelled quite nice; not her usual sent but a different kind of nice. Granted she always smells good even when she is sweating from cleaning the house.
But back to how things are going after the spa. The kisses have definitely become the norm but now when she kisses me goodbye or goodnight she places her hand gently on my face. It’s a small thing but feels like a big thing to me. Thinking about reciprocating to it by doing the same or running my fingers through her hair. Oh and did I say she hasn’t had anyone in the house for quite some time. BUT… I have heard her moaning a few times after nights we spend together. Curious if she has a toy or some toys or just uses her fingers. Either way she is definitely masturbating.
Well that is it for now.
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Well I think it has been about a month since my last entry. Things are sort of getting romantic. I am not the romantic type but its like those things you see in her romantic movies. You kiss, you hold each others face and just look into their eyes. Granted none of our kisses have been make out sessions but they are a far cry from the days of kisses on the cheek. I will take that if that is all I get. It is almost like I hate to sound cheesy, that we are falling in-love.
I know I know I am dreaming but you can’t blame a guy falling into the trap of her eyes. They are memorizing, and can’t help but notice how hard her nipples get on a regular basis. You would think we kept the house at 60 degrees the way those things poke at you. And they are always more prominent after wine and time with me. Do you think I am turning her on? Maybe these calisthenics are finally working. I did lose my gut but granted I don’t walk around without a shirt on. Still trying to get her to workout with me but even without she has an average body to some but to me it is sexy as hell.
I would love to just watch her sweat, watching her muscles flex, that would be a site to see. But I know better than to push too hard. Not like I am going to buy her a spin bike. That would just say “Hey you are fat. Get on this thing!” Not that stupid.
Well it is almost time for dinner. I think I will stick to water tonight.
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Well it is Sunday night and we spent all of Saturday together. On Saturday she went shopping and dragged me along. She even took me to the unmentionables store. I was uncomfortable at first but when I saw the things she was going to try on my imagination ran wild. From there we went to clothing stores one I like in particular where she bought more pajamas but these were more silky. I had to feel the material and the price tag after she grabbed it. Wasn’t cheap but hell what do I know about woman’s clothes. That could be the standard price for them.
Anyway from there we had lunch. Nothing fancy, one of those chain restaurants just to fill our bellies. Then we took a walk on the boardwalk where you have the beach and all the outside vendors selling useless items. Well there was one thing I bought not that you really care but was a back scratcher. Do you know she said to me “you don’t need that. You have me to scratch you whenever you need me.” Well I bought it anyway just doesn’t mean I have to use it.
So anyway we then went to the liquor store or as they say it here the package store to stock up on some wine. I had no idea what to pick other than I prefer white because red gives me a headache and she doesn’t seem to mind I prefer white.
After that went home and then ordered take out having it delivered. Then after dinner we went on Amazon and rented, yup you guessed it another romantic movie. But this time she came to the couch wearing one of those silky pajamas. I don’t think from what I saw she was wearing the unmentionables with it though. It wasn’t exactly transparent and not form fitting, but it does cover her body quite nicely and her nips seem to poke out even more in it than her t-tank or t-shirt. I didn’t even think that was possible but they are
On the couch she cuddled next to me but without a blanket this time. Holding my arm, squeezing it, playing with my hair, rubbing my cheek and even at times turning my head for a little kiss. The first one I asked what was that for? She said and I quote “For being you.” Not sure how I should take that but considering all the affection I been getting; I think it was a good thing.
Still I think I should suggest pot one day. Hey it might be fun. In fact going to smoke some now. Night all.
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Well I did it people, I finally did it. NOOOOOO not that. On Saturday I got her to smoke some pot. It was hilarious! First she choked at first, but the second hit she did better and then after it kicked in she was laughing her ass off. After that she got the munchies and we basically ate ourselves to sleep. Meaning we just passed out on the couch together. I was behind her with my arm wrapped around her and she was holding my arm in place. My hand, well that was on her stomach but I liked it. The only thing though, I woke up with a hard-on which was very much pressed against her. She didn’t react to it or minded; I don’t know which but it wasn’t a big thing. Well I am not small but you know what I mean.
I asked if she wants to smoke again and she said to save it as a Saturday night thing. A ritual as you may call it. If it ends up like it did on Saturday night I am all for it. Just need to buy more because its a one-hour drive to the dispensary one-way.
Well with that said I bid you a goodnight.
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A week later and almost the same routine but I am not saying that is a bad thing. We did spend the day doing our own thing, she did a lot cleaning, I went to see some friends I haven’t seen in awhile, and later came back to take a shower and have dinner.
Mom in her silk pajamas, me just in boxer shorts this time and a t-shirt. Together eating take out: Chinese this time. Wasn’t till we got to the couch to digest that she popped open a bottle of wine, poured each of us a glass and poked poked around on the cable box for something. Nothing really tickled our fancy so we just left some movie we seen before playing as background noise.
This time we just talked, in fact we talked a lot and it was really nice. Was more than just a mother son talking, but almost like a couple having time together. I don’t know how to explain it but it felt sort of that way or I wanted it to feel that way but couldn’t say.
I did offer to smoke some weed but she said another time. Being that I didn’t want to smoke alone I didn’t push and let it be. However, we did have a lot of wine. We got to 3 bottles but didn’t finish the 3rd for at some point we just passed out on the couch. But this time it was different. I woke up in the middle of the night with her head on my lap and my hand on her side. She on the other hand was completely out. The uncomfortable part was she was laying firmly on my cock which was borderline hard but not fully hard and I really wanted to reposition it. So not to bother her I tried to gently lift her head as I used my other hand to shift but then it happened. Not sure if she felt like she was going to lose her balance or something but she took her hand and placed it right on my cock.
So here I am holding my mothers head in my hands and her hand is on my cock. To say I was nervous and aroused would be an understatement.So decided maybe it would be best if I just gently slide out form under her and sleep in my own bed but her hand had other plans. As I was trying to slide away her hand made a grip onto my cock, and from there it was bad because I went from semi-hard to full blown erection aiming the wrong way.
What did I do you ask? The only thing I could do, was wake her up which I did gently. She barely opened her eyes asking what time is it which I told her I just know it’s late and we should get to bed to which she replied okay. She started to sit up and then started to fall back down. I quickly stood up and kept her from falling and laid her down gently. I then took the nearest blanket, covered her and went to bed.
In hindsight I could have taken advantage of the situation, like feel her breasts, check her underwear, I basically could have done many things but it just didn’t feel right with her like that.
I don’t know I sort of regret it but at the same time I feel better about myself. Well that is all I have to say about that day so till next time see ya later.
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Before leaving for work this morning she sprung a surprise on me. In a couple of weeks time my mom is scheduled to go to a wedding she was invited to months ago. She figured she would have someone to bring by the time of the wedding but she hasn’t been with anyone for awhile now and asked me to be her date. Naturally I agreed but she sprung a slight twist on me; I am to pretend to be her boyfriend. I was nervous and excited because luck would have it I look mostly like my father according to her, and she had me very young so the age difference while significant is also believable. I am to say I am about 5 years older than I really am but that aside I am going on as my mothers date playing a boyfriend. Also much like when it comes to my father not knowing much about him if anything, her work friends don’t know anything about me. Turns out she never told them about having a son.
So now I have to get a a suit. I never owned a suit before and she offered to pay for it, so instead of waiting for the weekend she will meet me at the mall tomorrow after work to get one and probably have it tailored. She said since the wedding is in two weeks they most likely only need a week or less to get it properly fitted.
Also she said she needs a new dress which I asked if I am coming for that but she said she wouldn’t torture me with that experience and could go home after we get the matter of the suit resolved.
I figure with this new event coming up I won’t be writing for awhile. She mentioned about teaching me to slow dance on the Saturday prior which I will report in about. Wish me luck.
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It’s technically Sunday morning as I am writing this, the night after the wedding but I couldn’t help myself. These past two Saturdays were nice and at times amazing. First the slow dancing lessons wasn’t that bad; I caught on pretty quick. After that it was your typical movie and wine but right after the movie we went to bed.
It’s the week after which was hours ago that I am excited about. First I can’t do it justice how beautiful she looked. She was wearing this form fitting dress in a color even I can’t remember the name of which explains the tie she bought me after buying the dress: so we matched. She was wearing heals which is unusual for her, and had this beautiful necklace dangling between her cleavage. She also went to the hairdresser hours before going to get her hair nicely done.
As discussed to keep up the charade she would introduce me as her boyfriend and on occasion give me a kiss. At first it wasn’t much more than what we have been doing, yet it felt a bit more intimate. Also when we started to slow dance it is then things at least for me started to heat up. Putting it simply, there was sexual tension going on. At least it was with me.
At times while her arms were around my neck, she would be playing with my hair. Then feeling her oh so gently rub my neck up and down and sometimes slides her hands to my shoulders to part oh so slightly and look into my eyes. Not saying a word but looking at me. It is those times she would lean forward, close her eyes and kiss me so unmotherly.
Being a gentlemen I gave into the kiss which lets be honest didn’t have to twist my arm to do so. However, it was during these kisses I so wanted to slide my hands down from her waist to her nice round butt, squeeze it, and use it to pull her tight against me as I kiss her even deeper. I almost did it a few times but the angel on my shoulder said no. Take your time. Clearly she has feelings too, let her work them out and she will let you know when it is okay to be physical.
But the angel didn’t always stop me. For example, we are dancing to the umpteenth song and at some point out of pure instinct I rotate my head slightly and kiss her neck oh so gently. I didn’t hear a moan probably because the music was so loud, but she did pull her head back to look at me and then closed her eyes and kissed me harder on the lips. When the kiss was over she just looked at me and then closed the gap between us and held onto me even tighter. That was the last slow song of the evening and the most memorable moment.
You can think she was trying to keep the charade, the other side of me thinks she was feeling the same things as I am. I don’t know which but I do know it was amazing moment between us which I will cherish no matter what happens to us in the future.
Shortly after we started to say our goodbyes, thanking the bride and groom for having us, and departed for our car holding hands on the way. Riding in total silence we continue to keep our hands together till it was time to exit the vehicle.
But there is more. I forgot to mention earlier before we left the house she had me zip up her dress which in hindsight wasn’t worth mentioning. But this time with all that happened tonight, I felt like I should in a word, make a move. Well I sort of did.
She went to her bedroom and not long after doing so she called for me. I approach the doorway and look at her facing away from me but looking at me through her mirror. There she asks “Please unzip me.” Practical request I know. But I didn’t quite just unzip her and leave I did the following. First she looked forward facing the mirror and from what I can tell staring into my eyes, I reach the back of her dress and while staring at her in the mirror I slowly unzip.
After I fully unzip her I look back at her in the mirror and with the slightest touch lower the dress straps off her shoulders letting them fall down her arms and letting the dress fall to the floor.
Standing there in the mirror is my gorgeous mother in her lingerie: not just underwear but lingerie. The color matched the dress, the panties was most definitely a thong. The bra barely covered her nipples while holding her chest up high.
No words were spoken for awhile, just us staring at each other and then I am first to break the silence by telling her how beautiful she looked tonight. She responded with a smile and a slight blush. Then she turns to me, pulls me in for a kiss and whispers goodnight.
So yes I ended up sleeping alone in my bed but with all that just happened it was worth it.
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Well it is about Sunday afternoon a few weeks after the wedding and I have another thing to share. We did our normal nightly routine on Saturday after dinner: wine and dinner and this time some pot. And like last time at some point much like before after the laughter and the eating then us passing out together on the couch. I woke up to us laying on our sides with me behind her and my arm draped around her and her holding my hand. But what makes this time different is my hand is on her breast. Realizing this I tried to move it but she firmly placed my hand back where it was and kind of shifted into the couch at that time. I don’t know if she was aware of what she was doing or where my hand was but I wasn’t going to blow a good thing. If she kept my hand there knowingly or not I wasn’t going to fight it. But what I did try to fight, I really did and lost was seeing her long neck there and thinking about the night at the wedding when I kissed it so gently. Well I did it again and this time I clearly heard a moan and her saying “I love you baby.”
I wasn’t sure if I should have kept going with that or not but I didn’t. I enjoyed what reaction I got and treasured it. For it is truly the little things that I hold dear too my heart with what is going on with us. Something is definitely going on and the question is where is it going? I don’t know but I am all in on this ride.
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Today is Wednesday and I did a bad thing. Well technically it is bad but did’t really get a bad reaction, actually I got a good reaction. You see she was bent over head first in the fridge and I don’t know what possessed me to do this but I gave her ass a hard slap. She jerked up and made a sound I can’t put into words and just looked at me with a little bit of shock on her face. However the good thing is she really didn’t get mad. In fact something else happened after. We we were about to part for the day, her going to work and so was I. We went to do our normal kiss but this time right after the kiss she bit my lower lip a little and then winked at me.
Right after that she just turned and went. I can’t help but think that means something. It has to mean something right? I can’t make slapping her ass a habit but it did have some sort of affect on her.
Well when we got home and had dinner nothing was said about it. We cleaned up the dishes, she kissed me good night and that was that.
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Monday evening and I have something new to report and I have to say I am excited. I won’t go into great detail of what lead to it other than the bullet points: wine, pot, and falling asleep on the couch and you guessed it, this happened on Saturday. We truly are making this a habit. But like the last time I reported us doing this I again had my arm wrapped around her and my hand on her breast. Now I need to point out her nipples didn’t seem to be hard at this time. I am pointing this out for a reason just bare with me.
Like last time there was her beautiful neck and like last time I kissed it and she moaned, then I kissed it again and she moaned some more, then I bit her ear lobe and another moan and the moans just kept happening after each action. I went from several kisses to the neck, to nibbling on her ear lobe, to blowing air in her ear working my way back to her neck and in the process sporting a large boner which I kid you not was not only pressed against her rear but she was rubbing her butt back and forth on it. And the nipples, they got hard, I even sort of rubbed my hand across them and she just kept moaning.
Now the thing is was she awake when this happened or was she having a wet dream. I don’t know but I wasn’t going to question it. I also didn’t want to do too much too soon and ruin the whole thing so I eventually stopped kissing her neck and went back to sleep.
I later woke up seeing her in the kitchen cooking bacon and eggs with coffee ready to be poured. Not realizing it I woke up with a boner that was very prominent and I know this because when I walked up to her and she looked over her shoulder to say good morning then she looked down, smiled and said “you might want to take care of that before eating.” I was a bit embarrassed but she followed it with a wink and a little shake of her ass and cooking away while humming a song.
So naturally I went to the bathroom and took care of it.
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Hello all back from our trip. What am I talking about? Well a few weeks ago mom had a great idea for us to spend four days in Vermont. It’s fall, the leaves are changing, just a really peaceful place to be from what I hear and later learned. So first we had to talk to our employers and get Thursday and Friday off which both of our boss’s were quite fine with.
We packed for colder weather because up there it is colder than down here in CT. We planned our trip as follows, first we went out and purchased some hiking pants for the each of us, the kind where you can turn them into shorts with slide of a zipper. Wearing those we hiked a mountain that we found has the best views using the Alltrail app. That was about a 3-hour hike back and forth but the view was amazing. Vermont truly has beautiful scenery.
From there we made quick stops in different towns one being I forget the name but it had this cute Country Store which apparently is a tourist attraction because it was packed. There we bought a few things but not much: syrup, t-shirts, chocolate, and other candies. From there we worked our way up route 100 heading to Stowe.
Now this is where things had a slight hiccup. First when she gave our names to the place for the reservation they assumed we were going as a couple. Also being that this is fall turns out that is the beginning of tourist season before ski season and all the rooms were taken. So the issue was we had one king size bed which we would have to share but considering all the times we fell asleep on the couch together this didn’t really bother us.
From there we went and booked a couples massage because there was only one appointment available and as a result one room available and that was the couples room. But my mom went with it, booked it and left them assuming we were a couple. In fact at this point we just started to act like one.
We were holding hands in public, on rare occasions we kissed: the typical 3 second peck on the lips. Anyone seeing us they would think we are a couple in love on vacation and we went with it.
We enjoyed what Vermont has to offer, and Stowe, while such a small town is quite beautiful. It’s also very quant, almost like something out of a novel or a romance movie. The Inn, The Green Mountain Inn was awesome. Wasn’t like anything out of that old 80’s show Newhart, but more like a hotel but with a little of class to it.
We even drove out to Burlington to check out the city and go into the bar where Phish got their start. In short we embraced Vermont as much as we could in 4 days.
But moving onto the good stuff. Well first let me tell you we packed mostly for cold weather. That means mom didn’t bring her silk pajamas but instead she brought flannel. Well that was fine and dandy but in the middle in the night she and I woke up to a wet bed because she was dripping with sweat. Without even giving it a second thought she pealed off her pants and t-shirt and like all the other times she wasn’t wearing a bra, just panties. I didn’t know how to react to that so instead I just acted like everything was normal.
Climbing under the covers she slid her body next to mine, grabbed my arm and held my hand on her stomach and we drifted off to sleep. I on the other hand didn’t fall asleep that easily. With my mom in one piece of clothing away from being completely naked to my hard-on pressing against her ass I just couldn’t sleep. I wished we brought some wine, that usually does it but we didn’t so I had to make due. At first I thought I could go to the bathroom and rub it out but I didn’t want to ruin the position I am currently in with her so I just tried to put my penis out of my mind.
So instead I just laid my head down on to the pillow with her scent near my nose. God she smelled good even being sweaty all night she still smelled just amazing.
So sometime goes by and still wide awake and at some point she says “Trouble sleeping hunny?” To which I reply “Yeah”. After answering her she lets go of my hand and sneaks her hand behind her back and touches my stomach. From there she slides her hand down and into my shorts and grasps my cock and begins stroking.
So here I am laying with my half naked mother and she is basically giving me a handjob. When I almost reached the point of cumming I let her know to which she responds by going faster and harder. Seconds later I pop all over her hand and in my shorts.
After the sensation dies and I start to soften she removed her hand, takes my hand around her body and places it on her breast and says “go to sleep now baby.” Feeling on cloud nine and without a ounce of guilt I fall into a slumber.
Sometime in the morning I say around 7am I wake up alone in the bed. Smelling her pillow while hearing the shower running. I think to myself maybe I should go in there to join her but shortly after decide against it.
Looking down I see the evidence of my ejactulation realizing I didn’t dream it and this brings a big smile to my face. Then I hear the water turn off and minutes after that she comes out of the bathroom only in a towel. She looks at me and says “Go shower and then we can go out for breakfast. I remember seeing this place around the corner of the store.” I get up not saying anything and go into the bathroom and close the door.
We had a nice meal and talked about what to do next. We decide to go on another hike even though both of us admit to being sore on the last one. The place we decide to go to we heard there is these dogs that live by the trail and walk along it. Well turns out that is true and clearly they do it often because you can clearly see their leg muscles and passed us on the way up with complete ease.
We finally get to the top and climb over some rocks by the ledge and take into the view. Without even thinking about it I wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck to which she leans her head back and sighs. We stay like this for a period of time till she says “I love being here with you.” I respond by squeezing her harder and turning her around and plant a kiss much longer than ever before. When we separate she just pulls back and looks into my eyes and suggest we start working our way back to the car.
From there we visit many attractions including some mountain with a rail car I think you call it that takes you to the top where there is this large lodge that has places to eat. There we have lunch and don’t talk much but keep looking at one another. Words weren’t really needed because we were at that moment saying everything through our eyes.
I am starting to come to terms that our lives are growing past a mother and son relationship and maybe it is time I start making some moves but not be too aggressive. What happens next is defiantly a step in the right direction. We get back to the hotel to rinse off really quick taking turns in the shower and grab robes that are provided by the inn. We were told most people walk across the parking lot to the massage place called Stowe Village Massage in their robes. Me in my Birkenstocks and her in flip flops we walk hand in hand to the front door and are greeted by a couple of nice ladies.
After getting through the paper work we were brought into this room where they tell us to undress and get on the table and under the blanket. They also told us it is up to us if we want to take off our underwear but without makes it easier to massage our glutes.
Once in the room we are greeted by a calming aroma and music. We briefly looked around and then to each other. Staring into each others eyes we at the same time start untying the knots to our robes and place them on the same chair. Then without words but instead staring at each others eyes we perfectly in sync we begin to lower our underwear. Once removed we place them both on the chair and then stare at each other. Our eyes drift down looking at each others nether regions. This is the first time I see her lady parts and it is beautiful. Her vulva is completely bare of hair and you can see a hint of her clitoris. Me hanging at first I begin to rise caused by the view in front of me. She then finally says let’s get under the covers before they come.
The rest was pretty much what you would expect for a full body massage with both moaning in sync each time they hit certain areas. Nothing sexual mind you; strictly professional.
When it was over they left the room for us to get ready to leave where we slipped on our underwear in silence and put on our robes. Opening the door for her as a gentlemen and her saying thank you kind sir we are treated by therapists with two cups of water to rehydrate. We drank them quickly and depart back to our room.
We decide we should shower before we head to dinner to get the lotion off. As usual she goes first but this time she leaves not only the door to the bathroom open but also a piece of the curtain as well. Taking this as a hint to come join her I do just that.
I am sure she could sense me behind her and this is confirmed when she hands me the bar of soap over her shoulder and says “please do my back.” I proceed to do so going as low as her behind. Before stopping I give her butt a slight squeeze and hand her the bar of soap and turn around for her to reciprocate. She does the same and also gave my butt a squeeze before finishing. At this point she turns back to the shower head doing her front and legs as I stand behind her with a growing erection. As she bends over I am tempted to enter her but I don’t. Instead I just watch her admiring her beauty. When done she hands me the soap and exits the shower for me to finish.
Eventually I get out of the shower and quickly dry off. From there I leave the towel in the bathroom as I re-enter the room completely naked. She looks and just says, “Get some clothes on, I’m hungry.”
We head over to the Inns restaurant called the Whip Bar & Grill. We both decide to order the same meal which was the steak due to the waitress telling us it is quite tasty. As a treat my mom asks for their best most expensive white wine which thankfully only cost around $80.
During our meal we don’t say much mostly due to us being busy eating and drinking. After a couple of glasses and some nice dessert I tell my mom that the meal is on me to which she smiled and didn’t say anything.
Being the waitress was so nice I left her a 25% tip. My mom sees that and raised an eyebrow but again remains silent. Leaving the restaurant mom takes my hand leads me the opposite direction of the room and leads me to a walking path where we saw families walking earlier in the day. Holding hands then at times her holding my arm while resting her head on my shoulder we find a bench. We both sit down but not for long. Mon gets up and as I am about to join her she pushes me back down and sits across my lap and looks deep into my eyes. Moments later she says “I love you” and gives me the deepest longest kiss I have ever received from her.
Pulling away she says nothing else and stays there for a little while. At some point she gets up reaches for my hand and leads us back to our room. There much like before she strips down to just her panties and gets under the covers and lays on her side. This time feeling bold and her not looking I strip down to the point I remove my underwear before getting under the covers and snaking my body close behind her and wrapping my hand across her body. Like before she takes my hand and places it on her breast to which I feel how hard her nipples are.
We stay like this for awhile not saying anything listening to each others breathing. At some point she takes my hand and slides it down her body to under her painters and pushes my fingers over her vulva. I pause for a moment but only for a moment and start to feel how wet she is. Easily finding her clitoris I position it between my two fingers and squeeze it oh so gently and begin to slightly touch her opening.
Listening to her moan I do what I can with the underwear sort of in the way. At some point I push down her underwear to which she helps me do so. After removing them she takes them and tosses it to the side and turns to look at me leaning in for a kiss. Short but powerful we begin to kiss over and over again. I then start working my way to her earlobe then down to her neck and I start trailing my kisses down to her arm.
Pushing her shoulder slightly I get her to lay on her back. I work my way back up her neck kissing also so gently to which she moans in approval. Working my way down I I stop at her breasts sucking her nipples oh so gently. During this time she begins running her fingers through my hair. I switch to the other breast to give it equal attention and she then moans louder giving me hints that one is more sensitive.
Working my way down her body I first kiss her stomach then her belly button and then working my way between her legs kissing up and down her thigh. At some point I come facing her beautiful pussy. Observing this beautiful thing for a moment I think I am seeing it flex and pulse. I reach to touch her lips feeling her moistness. She jerks a little but reaches down continuing to run her fingers through my hair. I lean forward and give her slit a long slow lick. She responds. I do it again and she responds some more with spreading her legs even further. I take my time licking one lip at a time eventually working my way to her clit to which her hips begin to jerk.
I begin to circling her clit which I learned in earlier years woman love that. Doing that over and over again with a quick flick of my tongue across the clit side to side and up and down her hips are moving faster. During all of this I take my right finger and ever so gently enter her. She responds to the intrusion and I can feel how wet she is.
Thinking of something I have done at the past I take that wet finger and rub it against her anus to she really responds to. As I am circling her clit I slowly push my finger past her sphincter. Her hips begin to gyrate uncontrollably and her legs are opening and closing.
Keeping close attention to her reactions I see all the signs of her reaching orgasm. This is confirmed with the thrust of her hips and the pulling of my head hard against her pussy and her anus is squeezing my finger.
About a minute later or more she lowers her body back onto the bed and relaxes her legs. From there I pull my finger out her butt and start working my way back up the bed.
When I reach the pillows she turns to face me and stares into my eyes and leans in with a powerful kiss with some tongue. Shortly after pulling away I say to her “Lay down and rest, that was for you.” She smiles closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep.
In the morning we wake up pack everything in the car and checkout of the Inn. Looking up on my phone for some place to get a bagel I find something that is in the right direction. We head over that way and hold hands during the entire ride.
When we are home we unpack and go about the rest of the day doing our own thing.
Being that we skipped the shower before leaving she hopped in after throwing all of our clothes in the laundry. I stand near the bathroom thinking about joining her but I decided against it. However after she got out of the shower she poked her head in my room and told me to come to her room after I shower..
Didn’t know what to think about that but I did as she said and when I got to her room she just told me she loved the way we slept together each night and want to make that a routine we do each night. I asked as a couple to which she said yes.
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Hi it’s been several weeks since I wrote about our trip to Vermont and I am writing this on Sunday because this past Saturday what I been looking for has finally come fruition. But before I get into that let me tell you since our return from Vermont I haven’t stepped in my bed since. Each night we go to bed together snuggling together with her holding my hand to her chest. Each night I kiss her neck to which she turns to look at me and give a goodnight kiss.
Mornings we are like a married couple getting ready for work having a kiss goodbye each time us holding each other during that kiss and lasting I don’t even know how many seconds. But each time it leaves me a little aroused.
There was even a couple of mornings I find her bent over in the fridge and like the first time I slap her ass which laters result in a biting of my lip and a wink.
Then came Saturday which was yesterday. She got up really early in the morning to have breakfast ready when I finally woke up. She told me to just nuke it in the microwave while she tried to finish cleaning as fast as she can. The reason is she bought tickets to see Wicked on Broadway.
By 10am she was done. She quickly showered then put on some jeans and a shirt and having me do the same and heading out to Stamford train station which we were lucky enough to catch the express train to NYC. For those never took the train the ones not express makes a lot of stops before it hits Grand Central terminal.
When we arrived she took me downstairs where all the food vendors are and took me to one hot dog stand. I got myself two dogs her just one both with sauerkraut and mustard. After that she had me pull out my credit card to get on the subway. Turns out they have this new way of getting past the barrier. You don’t need to get a Metro Card anymore just tap your credit card or phone and it lets you through. From there we caught the S train to Time Square. Once there we saw we had a few hours before the show starts so we took on the sites. All your standard NYC landmarks minus the tree because it is still too early for that.
Eventually we worked our way to the theater and enjoyed the show while holding hands and at times holding my arm. Looking around I wondered if people assumed we are a couple and you know what we have become one. Besides no one knows us here so even if they thought she was my mother and found it weird how affectionate she is well it isn’t any of their business and probably never see them ever again.
During intermission we both went to the bathroom then after the bar to get two separate cups of wine in the souvenir cups. Working our way back to our seats we noticed what appeared to be either a couple or possibly also a mother and son holding hands and conversing with each other. Quietly whispering in moms ear telling her what I thought she ended up striking a conversation with the two of them then telling me after they are mother and son. I looked over at the guy and he just smiled and winked at me seeing mom and I too were holding hands.
During the second half we broke our grip with each other and placed our hands on each others leg. Together we started to slide our hands closer to the crotch area squeezing the leg but never going for the crotch. I also caught the guy looking over and giving me a shit eating grin.
When the play was over we rushed out of there to not get caught in the crowd. We decided not to take the subway back but instead walk what I guess is a mile or less back to Grand Central. Unfortunately this time not catching an express. During that ride mom hung onto my arm more than usual and kept giving me kisses on the lips and on my neck with people none the wiser.
Working our way back to the parking garage we paid the $8.00 fee in cash and worked our way to i95 heading home. When we got there she said she didn’t want to cook and would like to order a pizza for delivery which I was fine with.
She told me she is going to get comfortable and I should do the same. We ended up putting on our pajamas and greeted the delivery girl at the door with cash in hand handing her a $20 and saying keep the change.
Bringing the pizza back to the kitchen we set them up on plates and brought them to the couch which we popped in a movie which was “Notting Hill”. We saw this before so we didn’t pause it when we kept getting up for more slices and wine.
When the movie was over we quickly cleaned up and she went to brush her teeth. When she was done she told me to wait five minutes before coming into the room. I figured no big deal because I will probably be in the bathroom that long.
When I came into the room I found her on her side facing the doorway with the comforter up to her neck. What I didn’t see till the following morning was her silk pajamas and panties on the floor on her side of the bed.
Before I had a chance to get in she told me to take off my clothes which before bed I usually do and just leave my boxer shorts on. I was taken back for a moment but then she pulled the comforter showing that she was completely naked.
After seeing that I didn’t hesitate and almost tripped trying to get my pants off. She giggled and lifted the covers as I climbed in. Right after that I first turned to my side to look at her but she had other plans. Pushing my shoulder so I would lay on my back she started to kiss me. Long drawn out kisses with and without tongue. Then she started to kiss my face and worked her way to my earlobe nibbling on it a little bit down to my neck and then to my chest. She briefly licked and sucked my nipple and started kissing down to my stomach and lower.
Eventually I felt her grab my semi-hard cock and titled it up and slid it into her mouth. At that moment I was in pure heaven. Feeling her hot wet mouth on me using her tongue on the bottom part of my cock she slowly but with effort began to bob her head. At first I watched her head move up and down with the blanket then at some point lifted the blanket to watch her. When I did that she looked into my eyes and smiled with my cock in her mouth.
This went on for several minutes till I felt myself close to coming. I warned her but she just responded with going faster and taking it deeper and deeper.. When I finally hit my peak I groaned and yelled I am cumming.
After I stopped cumming she sucked a little bit more and licked it clean. Then she let it out of her mouth and slid up on the bed and laid on her back and turned to me and said “My turn.” Well I was eager to oblige and did the same with getting on top of her and working from kisses to neck to both breasts and nipples and down to her pussy. But this time feeling how wet she was I attacked it more aggressively holding both of her legs by my ears and by her reaction she was liking it.
As I was doing my thing I reached up to grabbed and squeezed her breasts and played with her nipples. At some point I hear her saying I am cummjng and she sure did. Not only did she cum she squirted a little bit. That surprised me but didn’t bother me at all.
Working my way up to face her I feel her reach down and grab my cock. Stroking it to bring it to life I start getting hard. After I become erect I feel mom positioning me between her legs and then reaches for my butt and starts pulling me forward. I go with what she clearly wants and enter her warmth.
At that moment I realized it wasn’t fucking it was making love. I slowly and gently started pumping in and out of her while staring into her eyes. She isn’t smiling but instead I see a tear drip down her eye. I wipe it with my finger pausing a bit and ask if she is okay. She lets me know it is tears of joy and to keep going.
Being that mom made me cum earlier plus going at a slow gentle pace I was able to last quite a long time. However eventually I feel myself reaching the brink of an orgasm to which I asked her where does she want me to cum. She doesn’t answer with words but rather with her hands. She grabs my hip with one hand and my ass with the other and pulls me in. I get the message and keep pumping till I cum inside my own mother.
After my orgasm I lay on top of her a bit laying my head on her chest and her playing with my hair. Eventually I roll off of her and onto my side. She then rolls onto her side and slides her body pressed against me taking my hand and like usual place it on her breast.
In the morning I wake up with her still there but wide awake she didn’t remove herself from this position. When she realizes I woke up she tells me she is hungry and heads over to make breakfast but she does so naked.
I eventually get up and walk to her in the kitchen butt naked as well and circle my arms around her kissing her neck and then she turns to face me and wraps her arms around my head and pulls me in for a kiss.
We ate and then went to do our thing for the day. First thing I did was come to my computer and type up today’s entry. Now after that I am going to see if she needs help with anything. I am doing this because I want her to know now I am more than a son to her but I also think she already knows that.
Not sure when I will be writing again or if at all. This all started as a journal to get my thoughts out of my head and onto paper. It really did help and so glad of the outcome.
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It’s been about a year since I last typed into what I can only call my journal. Since my last entry I fully moved into what was once mom’s bedroom has become ours. We talked about it and at first said no promises, no expectations, just go with it. But as time went on our love and affection for each other just grew. I mentioned about wanting to marry her and didn’t want to be with anyone else; she cried when I told her that.
So what we did since we can’t legally get married, instead had our own type of wedding. We returned to Vermont at the same Inn and searched for the perfect mountain to hike up and together we said everything we had to say each other in front of the mountains.
For me I told her about my infatuation with mothers and so turned on by incest that I so wanted her. But as time went on and the changes that happened between us it was no longer a fetish but more like two people falling in love.
She cried when I told her that. She told me in return she felt things were changing between us and at first she thought she was a bad mother feeling the way she was feeling. But she also came to terms that she never loved any other man like the way she loved me. Then as my actions showed her how I felt she in return started to let her guard down no longer concerned what people would think and go with what ever is happening between us.
She continued to say at some point during all of it she fell in love. She knows in societies eyes it was wrong but she no longer cared. She said also that if it came to it she would sell everything and move somewhere that no none would know the truth about us. But we found we didn’t have to do that.
We later then exchanged wedding rings that we bought at a jewelry shop on our way to Vermont. Our words were our vows, our vows to each other. The love that will never end.
I am appreciative of this journal, and for now I will keep it. Maybe print it out and show her, or maybe I won’t. In the end it doesn’t matter, it was just a tool to get my feelings out.
Then after thinking about it more I decided why not share this someone, so I share to you all on Literotica.
I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The End