A Son Lusts For His Mother - S01 E03

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A Son Lusts For His Mother - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Over the next couple of weeks, I thought about what I could do to get my mother to see me in a sexual light. It doesn't mean she'd want to do anything with me, but I needed to at least start down the path to see what would happen.

Without realizing it at first, an opportunity came to me. We were told at school that on Wednesday we'd only have a half day because of teacher meetings. That means I would be home when my mom wouldn't expect me to be there.

I got home at about 12:30 on Wednesday to find the house empty. I didn't know where my mom went or when she'd be home but I now had to find a way to start things off. I decided that I would let her catch me jacking off by "accident" and go from there. She would at least see my hard dick and it would give me an excuse to talk to her about it.

I got naked and laid on my bed. I put some porn on my laptop but kept the volume down so that I would be sure to hear my mom when she came home. I left my bedroom door completely open. It was difficult to keep my dick hard but stop myself from cumming. I wanted to be hard when my mom passed by my room. I was going at it for at least an hour and was beginning to lose hope that this was going to work when I finally heard the garage door going up.

I was tugging on my dick pretty good now to get it as hard as possible. I would love to be shooting my cum when she walked by but knew the timing of that would be hard to do. I shut my laptop and listened to my mom downstairs in the kitchen. When I heard her start to come up the stairs, I started with some low moaning and said stuff like, "Yes, Mom, that feels so good. Don't stop."

I heard her walking down the hall and getting closer to my room and I kept up the moaning and talking. I wanted her to know I was thinking of her while I was jacking off. I could tell she was just about to my room when I heard my mom say, "Oh my!"

I whipped my head around to the door as if in total surprise but didn't stop stroking my dick. My mom said, "I'm so sorry, Paul" and walked to her room. At that moment I started shooting the biggest load of cum in my life. It was just a few seconds too late or my mom would have seen me cum.

I wiped myself off and closed my door. I waited in my room for an hour or so and then went downstairs to face my mom and see how she took it. She was in the kitchen starting dinner. I sat down in one of the bar stools and said, "Ah, Mom, I'm sorry about earlier. I should have closed my door. No one was home and I didn't think about it. I'm really sorry."

My mom came over to me and gave me a hug. "It's all right, Paul. It's no big deal. You've obviously grown up in the last couple of years so I guess I should have expected we would deal with this at some time. It's okay, Paul. Everyone does it. Once we go through puberty and find out how good it feels to have an orgasm, it's tough to stop doing it. And I know young boys in particular need release several times a day. It's not like I've never seen a guy naked before. I hope you're not too embarrassed."

"Well, actually, Mom," I said, "at the time you were at my door I was really embarrassed, but as soon as you left, I had the biggest orgasm of my life. I'm not sure why that happened, but it was pretty great."

"Can I ask you something, Paul," Mom asked? "When I walked up to your room, I heard you mention my name. Were you thinking of me when you were doing that?"

I gave her my best sheepish smile and answered, "Yeah, I was. I think about you all the time. I'm sorry, Mom, but you're just so beautiful even if I try to think of a girl from school, it morphs into you pretty quickly. I love it when you don't wear a bra around the house. Seeing your breasts sway in your shirt is just so sexy. Heck, I think my friends come over here to see you more than to see me.

They are always talking about what they'd like to do to you. I keep telling them to shut up that's my mom you're talking about, but I only say that to keep them from knowing I feel the same way. I hope I'm not creeping you out Mom. I'm really sorry."

"Paul, stop saying you're sorry. There's nothing to be sorry for. It's actually quite common for boys to lust after their mothers. We're the female you see most often and in the most relaxed and casual of circumstances so it's not surprising to start having those feelings once your hormones kicked into high gear with puberty. I guess I should start being more careful how I dress around the house then."

I nearly shouted, "No!" "I mean, don't stop being comfortable. I really like seeing your breasts move as you walk or your beautiful legs when you wear a pair of shorts. That's what gives me the material for when I jerk off. Please don't stop."

My mom smiled and said, "Don't worry, Paul. I was just kidding. But maybe I need to be more careful when your friends are over. Unless you like them perving over me."

"I don't know, Mom. I guess you should just keep doing what you normally do. You shouldn't have to change because my friends and I are horny teenagers. But, Mom, can I ask you a question? I wouldn't want you to get mad or offended or anything so you can say no.

Mom said, "Paul you can ask me anything. I think we can be honest with each other especially after what's happened today. Go ahead and ask. I promise I won't get mad."

"Well, like I said earlier, I had the biggest orgasm after you left my room a while ago. I was just wondering if maybe you'd watch me jerk off on purpose and see if I have as big an orgasm again. Damn, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked that."

"Paul, I said to stop apologizing. It's okay to ask. I'm not too sure it's such a good idea for me to watch you masturbate though. That's usually something done in private. I am your mother, you know. It's not incest per se, but it's close. I'll tell you what. I'll think about it. I won't say absolutely not right now. I'll give it serious thought. Most people would think that would be really wrong to do,

but I'm not so sure. I'll let you know in a day or two; how's that?"

"Thanks, Mom, you're the best. Thanks for not treating me as

some pervert or something. I just can't help thinking about you like that when I see you or when I hear you and dad in your bedroom at night.

Frankly, I'm very jealous of dad. I hope he knows how lucky he is to have such a beautiful and loving wife."

"Why Paul, that was the sweetest thing you've ever said to me. Thank you for saying that." She took me into her arms and gave me a big hug and I could feel her braless breasts against my chest and I started getting hard immediately. I pulled away from the hug sooner than I wanted to because I didn't want her to feel my dick poking her."

My mom is a really beautiful woman. Like I said to my dad, she's at least as beautiful as Maria if not more so. I think an older woman who is beautiful just carries it better or something. My mom has a nice set of tits that are a bit bigger than Maria's. I found one of my mom's bras in the laundry hamper one day and couldn't resist checking the tag. It was a 34C so I bet Maria is maybe a 34B or so. I haven't actually seen my mom's tits, but I bet they're magnificent.

Mom keeps herself in shape by jogging and going to yoga or pilates or something like that. Mom always asks if I want to go Jogging with her and I usually beg off, but maybe I should start going with her so I can watch her tits bounce as she runs and to check out her perfect butt and legs.

Mom is about 5'5" tall so she's not petite but I already have a few inches on her. She has auburn hair almost to her shoulders with bright green eyes. She is simply stunning. There certainly aren't any girls at my school that can compare to her, that's for sure.

That night, after dinner, I went up to my room. I wanted to give my parents a chance to talk together. I wasn't sure if my mom would say anything to my dad about catching me jacking off or about me wanting her to watch me again, but I slowly crept back out to the landing of the stairs to try to hear them talk.

At first my dad was just talking about his day, but eventually my mom did start telling him about her day. I heard her say, "Bill, something happened today when I got home that I think you should know about. I got home about 1:30 and the house was quiet as usual since Paul was at school. But as I walked up the stairs, I heard some moaning and heard my name. When I got to Paul's room, his door was open and he was naked on his bed masturbating. I assume they were let out of school early and neither one of us expected the other to be there. I just looked at Paul's hand around his dick, which was still stroking it, and I went to my room.

My dad said, "Well, that's not a surprise. He's at that age where he's probably horny all the time. He should have closed his door though. Have you said anything to him about it?"

"Yes, we talked about it a while later. He apologized several times and admitted he should have closed the door. I assured him it was okay and that everyone does it and not to be embarrassed about it. He then told me that he basically gets hard whenever he sees me without a bra on, so maybe I should start wearing one at home."

Dad said, "You don't have to do that, unless you want to. You have a right to be comfortable in your own home. Maybe you should be proud to know that you are still so beautiful that teenage boys get hard looking at you fully clothed. I tell you all the time how beautiful you are and you just think I'm saying that because I'm your husband."

"Paul told me his friends always comment about my body too. Don't you think that's a little weird that a bunch of 15-year-olds are getting hot over a 36-year-old mom? There's something else, though, that Paul said, or should I say asked."

Here it comes, I thought. It will be interesting to see how dad handles this next part.

"Paul asked me if I would watch him masturbate sometime. I told him I'd think about it, but it seems like it would be really wrong to do. How should I handle it with him?"

"Honey," my dad responded, "It's up to you. Whatever you want to do is okay with me. If you feel it's wrong, don't do it. If you are a bit intrigued and want to do it, then do it. You know that I never tell you what to do with your life or your body. You have had sex with other guys and I've never had a problem with it, so if you want to watch him jerk off, then do it. You certainly don't need my permission. As long as you can make sure Paul doesn't say anything to anyone else, only the three of us would know what, if anything, you two do together. What happens in this house is no one else's business. Watch him jack off or even jack him off yourself. Just make sure it's what you want to do, not what Paul wants you to do."

"Bill, you are the best and most supportive husband in the world.

I'm so glad we found each other. I think we are both so secure in our love for each other that we each understand that anything we do sexually with someone else is just that sex. However, doing stuff with Paul is literally too close to home. We are so ingrained to believe that incest is wrong and shameful that it makes it a difficult decision whether to take any steps down that road. I just don't know what to do with this one. I'll have to think about it. If you come up with any pearls of wisdom for me or have any second thoughts, please tell me, honey. I don't want things to get weird around here."

"Don't worry about me, Jenny. Like I said, I trust you and support you. If you want to fuck him right here on the couch next to me, I won't have a problem with it, so just make sure whatever you do that it's what you want to do. That's all I ask."

I couldn't believe what I just heard. My dad just gave my mom the permission to not only watch me jerk off, but to even fuck me if she wants to. It's all up to her now.