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How my Mother and I Became LoversI’ve decided to tell you the story of how my mother and I became lovers. My promise is, I’ll stay truthful to what really happened but I’ll take some liberties here or there (hopefully to not bore you with the details). This is my way of expressing myself, to put it in writing and release it anonymously; I can’t exactly go out in good company and tell them I’ve fucked my mother.It started in 2010 when I was 16. My parents marriage was not going well. My father George ran a huge construction company that was starting to keep him longer and longer at his job. My mother Ella is a high school teacher. She teaches at the same school I go to and so far nobody, other than my two best friends, knows she’s my mother. It’s not because I’m embarrassed that she’s my mother, in fact, it’s the opposite. The reason is that she’s so fucking beautiful. I’ve had to deal with all my life the constant teasing of guys telling me how much they want to fuck my mom. I’ve gotten into fights before over that but I’ve started to put a stop to that once I got into physical training. I gained a lot of muscle and was 6 feet tall by then. When I went to high school I’ve decided to just avoid it all by not revealing that, although I can still over hear guys talking about how hot Mrs. Reed is.My parents have started to get distant. What used to be two great parents growing up, now I only see just one regularly. My mother begs more time from my dad or even just take a vacation but he says he can’t. This has caused my mother to feel lonely and as a result she has started to attach herself to me. On weekdays after school, she would get home and cook for the both of us, usually foods that I liked. The rest of the afternoon we would spend it together, going out for errands, she would offer me massages, we would cuddle and watch TV together and on those nights, that became more frequent, when dad said he wouldn’t be home that night, she would ask me to sleep on the same bed with her because she didn’t want to feel lonely. On weekends, she would plan for the two of us different places for us to go. She would always try to make it fun for the both of us. Sometimes she would hold my hand when we walked together, at other times people would confuse us for a couple. When people said that, I would usually blush but my mother would get a kick out of it, she would giggle and didn’t correct them. My friends and I would play different board games on the weekend, Ella would feel left out but one day she asked if she could join us. My friends and I didn’t mind, in fact, they were all too excited to have a beautiful woman hang out with them. After that, Ella became a weekly player and I could see that she really enjoyed playing. That brought us even closer. As time went on, my mother became like my best friend, we spent so much time together we had our own inside jokes, we would text constantly, we shared a lot of interests and her compliments and physical touches became very frequent. Hugs that went on longer, kisses that were getting closer to my mouth, compliments on my physical appearance and abilities, and Ella would constantly want to cuddle. By 2011, my parents marriage was dead. Turns out my dad’s job wasn’t the only thing keeping him busy. He was cheating on my mom with a 20 year old girl that my mom used to teach and tutor. My dad would basically go to work, get out in the afternoon and stay at this girl’s apartment for the night, go to work for the next day and then come home and repeat. My mother became more suspicious as my dad started staying out more and more and not coming home for several days. Then one day it exploded. Ella found out about my father’s infidelity through a disgruntled ex-employee of my dad. Seems the guy was fired unfairly and so to get back at my dad, he followed him and recorded him for a few days. Trips to the apartment, going to different restaurants and shopping, and a two minute video of my dad getting head in a parking lot.Ella was devastated. I’ve never seen my mother cry so much. That night when she found out, I held her in my arms for hours as she just unloaded all her feelings on me. I told her that it will all be okay and that whatever she decides, I will support her. The next day was a Saturday, she called my dad pretending that it was an emergency. When he got home, my mother exploded in rage against him. She confronted him with the evidence and he couldn’t lie his way out of it. Ella told him to pack up his things and leave, she didn’t want him in the house anymore. My dad tried to beg and that what he had with that girl meant nothing. Ella basically told him that if it didn’t mean anything, he wouldn’t have neglected his own wife and blow up his marriage. My dad packed up his things and as he left he gave me a hug and said to take care of your mom.She told me to go out with my friends, she needed a little alone time to think. The rest of the night I couldn’t enjoy my time with my friends because all I kept thinking was of my mom. When I go home, I quietly passed her room and I could hear her cry. It broke my heart but I decided to obey her wishes and left her alone. The next day, it was as if nothing had happened. She was her cheery self again. She made me breakfast, we went out for lunch and a movie. We shopped for awhile, as she went to clothing stores and tried out new clothes. She would come out of the dressing room showing her dresses and I had to admire her beautiful body. She’s slender, 5 ft 3 inches and has porcelain white skin. She has beautiful long red hair and clear blue eyes, she’s a 32C with a small waist and her ass is bubbly and juicy. I was in heaven admiring her. After that, we had dinner and went home. We sat down to watch TV and unwind. Ella had a glass of wine and she was on her second one. As we cuddled she cried, telling me that she loved me and that she was grateful that I was always there for her, that she was proud of me, that I grew up into a strong, thoughtful and caring man. I hugged her and told her that no matter what happens I will always take care of her. What she did next surprised me. My mother anadolu yakası escort gave me a kiss on the lips. At the moment I didn’t think of it as sexual, as I’m sure she also didn’t think that but it was another line crossed that would eventually lead to it. As we got ready to sleep, Ella asked me if I could sleep in her bed with her, as she didn’t want to feel lonely. I obliged. And so we went through the first week of her break up like that. She would ask me to sleep on the bed with her, give me a small peck on the lips and ask me to cuddle her until she fell asleep. Through the day at school and at home she would cry but as the week went by it was less and less until she stopped. I always did my best to distract her, going to the gym, running, playing, doing housework and everything else. I started to see in her a different look and I felt she was looking at me in a different way. I thought then that I was just hallucinating, the way her looks lingered on me, the way she talked and touched me were a little more flirtatious, her cuddling became closer than usual, her clothing around the house became skimpier and the way she cared for me felt more like a loving wife than a mother. I couldn’t complain because frankly, I was kind of doing the same but I was a little u*********s of it. Then that night happened a few weeks later. There was this sexual tension building between my mother and I that we couldn’t deny anymore. It has been building the last two years without us knowing but my parents break up made it possible to manifest. That night we went to bed, at this point it has turned into my bedroom too without saying anything. It was a warm night, so my mother chose to wear just a top and panties over the pajamas she usually sleeps in. I went to bed only in my underwear. She asked me to cuddle her again, she moved her back and butt to me as I d****d my arm over her. We were silent as we lie there for a little bit feeling our bodies together in the dark, mine hard and strong and hers soft and curvy. Ella moved her ass closer to me, I felt it as her ass slowly rubbed on my cock. I thought at the moment that she probably meant nothing by it, she was just getting comfortable. Then she moved her back closer to my chest, making her ass tighter to me. My heart started beating faster as I felt her bare skin on mine. Her sweet smell filled my nose and I started to get hard. Her ass kept slowly rubbing on me.I started to panic that she will feel my cock against her. What would she think of me?, I thought to myself. I tried moving a little away from her, so she won’t feel it. She moved her ass backwards, planting it against me. I knew at this point that she could feel my cock. My mind started racing and I knew I had to do something to figure out if it was on purpose. I moved my arm that was d****d over her and placed my hand on her neck. I slowly moved it down to her chest, where I placed it on her side of her breast. She tilted a little, exposing her breast for easy access. My fingers slowly started to trace the side of her breast, her underboob until I slowly moved to her nipple. I could feel the nipple hardening through her top, as she slowly grinds her ass on my cock. I traced my finger around her nipple and then I pinched it. I heard a small moan come forth from Ella.We were quiet as we did this. Not one word was said that night as we crossed the line from mother and son to lovers. My hand left her boob and slid down her waist to her hips were it found the edge of her panties. I hooked my finger around the band, waiting for her to stop me. She just kept grinding on me, that was my invitation. I slid her panties down to her knees. I grabbed her thigh and lifted it a little to let my cock go between them. I could now feel her ass against me, her warm soft skin between her legs letting me know it was okay. I slowly thrust my cock between her legs. My hand slid underneath her top and grabbed her boob. I pinched it again as she moaned, she tilted her body forward, letting me have an easy access to her pussy. My cock found her wet entrance and pushed in. She let out a louder moan as I began fucking her. I thrusted upwards, feeling her ass bounce against me. My mother was pushing back, making me go deeper in her. Then, I took my cock out as I put her on her back. Without missing a beat I was back into her warm wet pussy. My mother and I locked our lips together in a passionate frenzy. Our tongues finding each other and our lovemaking intense. She wrapped her legs around me, pushing me deeper into the place I came from. We couldn’t control our lust for each other, we were lost in the sex and nothing else mattered. In the darkness of my mother’s bedroom we broke the ultimate taboo. My mother orgasmed with me after three years of unfulfilled sex with my dad. I came inside her. The feeling of cumming deep inside my mother was truly amazing. After making love for the first time we wrapped our bodies together and soon fell asleep in the embrace. In the morning, I woke up alone in bed. I was way late for school and Ella didn’t wake me up. I found a note next to me telling me that I could stay home today and that we needed to talk when she got home later on. For the rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened last night. I kept thinking about my mother’s soft skin on mine, the way she smelled, the way her kisses felt. We both knew this sex wasn’t an accident, this was something that was building up and sooner or later it would happen. We’ve basically fallen in love with each other. That wasn’t mother and son sex, that was honeymoon sex.Ella came home that afternoon and we sat down to talk. It was awkward at the beginning as we couldn’t find the right words to start with. Then, she just burst out crying, saying that she’s a horrible mother and what she did to me is unforgivable. She questioned herself, How can she be a good mother when she allowed herself to give in to her sexual desires? Not only that but those sexual desires are for her son. She told me she’s had romantic feelings for me for a while and ataşehir escort that she will try to do her best to bring us back to a sense of normalcy.I told her that I will always love and respect her as my mother. That not only is she my mother but my best friend. I told her that my feelings for her are mutual, that I love her as my mother but also as a woman. I can’t go back to anything normal because what I feel for her is real as she does too. I need her in my life just as she needs me. We don’t have to leave each other and we don’t need anyone else. I kissed her. She kissed me back and in no time we had our clothes off and on the bed, where we enjoyed each other’s bodies again.The following months were my mother’s sexual reawakening and my awakening. I learned everything sexual from my mother. My mother enjoyed having a young man that could keep going and eager to please her. We had sex multiple times a day. In the morning, after school, and when we went to bed at night. We started to get a little risky with our lovemaking. We started to meet at school when her classroom was empty and have sex. Having sex on her desk was such a thrill. I would pump her full of my cum and it would drive me crazy thinking of my cum dripping from her pussy as she taught her classes. We are in love. As time went on we couldn’t hide well enough that we were a couple. On the weekends when I had my friends over, it was getting difficult trying not to have our hands on each other. We would play the newest board games, my mother next to me started to look more like a girlfriend. Ella would tease me with her hands on my lap underneath the table would rub my legs and to my crotch. She would give me the Fuck Me Now eyes and I couldn’t wait to do that. Hopefully, my friends didn’t notice the shift with my mother’s relationship. They would concentrate on winning but my mom got extremely good at playing any game we had, which was fun seeing her how happy she was everytime she won. On our outings, we went to places far from where we lived. We could finally act as a couple far from where people knew us. We would hold each other, kiss and show affection to each other without people knowing we were mother and son. Although there is a big difference in our ages, people never looked at us weird. My mother was in her mid thirties but looked like she was in her twenties, I was s*******n but I looked older than that. At times people would compliment us on how beautiful we looked as a couple. Everywhere we went I was proud to have her with me, guys would drool over her and I would laugh knowing that she was all mine. By 2012, I graduated from high school. It was also the time my dad tried coming back into our lives. For the last year we didn’t hear from him but apparently it did not go well with the little piece of ass he chose over my extremely beautiful Ella. He tried coming around the house more but we never let him in. My mother always met him outside, he begged her to let him come back, that he missed her and that he will do anything to fix the marriage. Ella scoffed at him, told him the marriage was over and that she found someone better. My dad was furious and wanted to know who but my mother just laughed and told him that she will be filing for divorce.The divorce was quick. My mother didn’t try to ruin my dad, she just wanted her fair share and just that. She just asked that he would stay away from us. He complied. At this time I was looking for a university to attend. The local ones didn’t offer what I wanted to study. The one that did was halfway across the country. I was torn between going and staying with Ella. Mom wanted me to go, saying that even though we love each other and she would want me to stay, education was also very important. How can we make a life for each other if I didn’t have an education? So, I went to University. It was hard that first semester being away from Ella. We talked every day, sexy texts and videos were exchanged. I made friends with my roommate, he always bothered me about never having women coming around like he did. I told him I had a girlfriend back home but he didn’t believe me. I never bothered to prove him wrong because I didn’t care. Ella gave me a surprise visit. I was studying when I heard the knock on my door. I thought that my roommate forgot his keys again and I was annoyed. When I answered it, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Ella stood there more beautiful than ever. We didn’t say anything as our mouths met for a kiss. She jumped on me and wrapped her toned legs around me. My hands squeezed her firm bubbly ass. Our tongues were wrapped in a frenzy, our lust has been building for months and it was evident that we needed each other. We fell on the bed, my mom on top of me. She slid down and took off my pants. Her sweet lips wrapped around my cock. She sucked the head, taking all of it in her mouth. She licked my shaft down to my balls which she also sucked. My eyes were rolled over from her perfect oral technique and when I came she took it all in her mouth and swallowed. I was still hard from months of not having Ella with me. I went down on her, her pussy still as sweet from the last time I had it. Her red landing strip guided me to her clit. Her pink folds excited me, she truly had the perfect pussy. She held my head as I licked her juices and when she said fuck me, I couldn’t hold back. I got on top of her, my cock slid in her tight pink pussy. We kissed as I fucked her, her legs around my ass pleading me to go deeper. I pounded her, Ella moaned in my ears as she orgasmed from penetration. I was soon to cum and when I did, I filled up her insides with my cum. We weren’t done yet, minutes later she was on top of me, riding my dick cowgirl style. Her juicy ass bouncing in the air as she controlled my massive cock for her pleasure. We were going at it when the door to the room opened. My roommate walked in to my mother riding my cock, and he got a clear view of my mother’s perfect ass. When we saw my roommate at the door, my mother panicked and jumped off my cock and went underneath the sheets to cover ümraniye escort herself. He started to apologise profusely, I told him it was okay but to just go away already. He had a huge smile on his face and gave me a thumbs up as he closed the door. My mother peeked out from the sheets and while our hearts were beating fast from the panic, we both started giggling and then loudly laughing at being caught fucking. Nobody knew we were mother and son, and that had us giggling all the way through our sex. My mother got a hotel room, so I moved there for the week she was staying. We had sex like before, from crazy fucking to tender lovemaking. We also went out a lot, seeing different parts of the state. My mother fell in love with the place. We also went out with the new friends I made at university. What was great is that everyone got to know us as a couple. We could finally be us with people that knew nothing else about us. The guys that thought I was lying about Ella, couldn’t get their eyes off her. She was easily the most beautiful woman everywhere we went.The last day we spent it in the hotel room just fucking. We couldn’t be together until holiday break so we got in months of sex in one day. She went back home, we went back to the old routine but this time it was more passionate. In 2013, I was close to finishing my first year of university when my mother gave me the good news. She sold the house and was moving closer to me. We could start our new life together where everyone knew us as a couple and not as mother and son. In the summer we finally moved in together in a big apartment. Ella found a tutoring job that paid extremely well, I kept going to my classes. We didn’t have to worry about money as we were well off from the divorce. By 2014, our life as a couple was blissful. We never fought, we had a few arguments like any other couple, but the problems were always solved at the end of it, and we’d make it up to each other in bed. We understood each other’s needs and wants, we had the same goals and always supported each other.We’ve built a great social life in our new home. The friends we’ve made have been great to be around with. It was funny when we first had them at our place, they would always be amazed at how we were able to afford living in our big apartment. My mom and I always laughed later at my explanation on how we can afford it. I just tell people that my parents have money and they helped me out. Ella made a lot of female friends in our new friends circle. They would go to her for advice and they would be amazed at the wisdom in her advice. They never knew that she was older than she looked. Our sex life was amazing. We would have sex at least two or three times a day. We would wake up and fuck, if it was possible, we would meet at noon at our place and fuck too, and always at night. Ella would always try to give me blowjobs at different places we went. She would unzip me at a parking lot, at the theater or even out hiking, and suck me until I filled her mouth with my cum. On our anniversary, she decided to give me something special, her asshole. She’s never done anal and never even considered it with other men, but she wanted to give me that first time. I never asked her for it, so when she sprung it up on our anniversary night, I was surprised and excited. My cock is pretty big, so when the time came, I struggled a little trying to get in. With a little relaxation on her part and a lot of lube, I was finally able to penetrate her tight asshole. It hurt for her so we went slow, so she can get comfortable to my length and width. But soon enough, I was pounding her tight ass, making her purr from anal. We enjoyed the experience that we added anal to our sexual routine at least once or twice a week. In 2015, we decided to get married. Well, we couldn’t legally get married so we went with a symbolic ceremony. It was just the two of us, we made our vows to each other and exchange rings. That night when we made love, we belonged to each other. Nothing now could ever separate us, it was us against the world. Son and mother are now husband and wife, our love will last until the end of the world. Soon after that, we had a pregnancy scare. Luckily, Ella wasn’t pregnant and we had to make a decision on our future about the topic. Ella said she didn’t want to get pregnant because of obvious reasons. I agreed. I still wanted to keep fucking my mom raw and cum inside her, but the birth control Ella takes might fail eventually. She wanted to get her tubes tied but I said no. I told her I would get a vasectomy as getting her tubes tied has side effects that I didn’t want her to go through. We went ahead with it. Everything went well, although we couldn’t have sex for awhile which was a bummer. But I kept her happy, by making it all about her pleasure while I recuperate. Once I was well, she did everything to make it up to me. I kept cumming inside her happily after that.It’s 2019, and my mom and I have been together for nine years. I’m 26 and she’s 42 now, but she looks like she’s in her late twenties. She’s a healthy person, is conscious of what she eats, regularly exercises and keeps her body tight for me. She’s made a career out of tutoring right out of our home. She’s my loving and dutiful wife, and although I haven’t called her mom in years, she’s still my caring mother. I graduated top of my class, so when I went out in the world, I had a lot of great job offers. I took the best one and I’m making great money. I love taking Ella with me to my work related parties. She’s always the talk of the party. The way her dress accentuate her body, her natural beauty, her intelligence, her sophistication, and how she can converse with anyone and make them feel special. Men co-workers, even women, would always try to befriend me after meeting her just so they could get closer to her. We eventually moved out of the apartment and into our own house. Our neighbors like us and they know us as that lovely young couple next door. We were successful in starting a new life together. We’ve almost at times forget that we are related, that’s how much we love each other. This is where I’ll end it. I’m sorry this wasn’t a sex filled story but it was a way to get my story out there. Maybe in the future I’ll write about specific sexual moments that my mother and I did in these past nine years. If you have questions, don’t be afraid to ask and I won’t be afraid to answer. Thanks for reading.
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