Nymphomanic Tendancies
Chapter 1

Copyright© 2016 by Jonathan Dee

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Dick is hung like a donkey. On his 18th birthday his Mom needs his attention like never before!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest   Mother   Son  

I had just pulled on my underpants after taking a shower when startled; Mom’s arms hugged me from behind as she nussled into my neck, “ Happy birthday Dick.”

“Hey Mom – what’s this shit! I exclaimed as her hand fondled my crotch, “ Mm, eighteen, able bodied an growing nicely,” she giggled, “ give your Mom a birthday kiss darling.”

“Hell mom, leave it out!”

She’d always been my impeccable mother and aside from the odd adolescent fantasy, I had never thought of her as sexy; mainly ‘cause she scorned make-up; content to show the world a virtuous appearance.

I turned to find she was only in bra and briefs and her hips pressed into mine.

Her kiss was seductive; causing me to blush at the sexual surge I’d felt.

My breath caught in my throat. I had never seen my prim mother semi-naked before.

Christ she had a great figure! Her breasts were full and high, barely held in check by the little bra she was wearing. Her waist was slim and flared dramatically onto inviting hips. Her legs were long, slender and muscular at the same time.

I simply gaped in awe as my cock stiffened and my arousal was obvious to her.

She grinned at my embarrassment. “ Aw, your so nice I could eat you – my lovely boy.”

She leaned into me and kissing me I could taste the drink on her lips...

She lost her balance a little, rolled into me, pushing me onto my back. She snuggled her cheek into my chest laying half over me.

Her leg slid up over mine and I could feel her crotch against my thigh.

My pulse was pumping-up my python which I pressed against her.

“Jesus! Is that for real?” she murmured.

I ran my hand down her back, she shivered, pushing against my cock.

“God, your massive,” she swooned

She looked up into my face and offered me her lips.

There was just the sound of our breath against each other.

It was one of life’s pivotal moments.

Could my chaste prim mother also be a sordid slut!

Should I indulge her or decline? Her lips came close again.

I caught her full lower lip gently between my teeth, stretching it and letting it pop loose. I gave her a full kiss and our tongues duelled for a minute while our hips writhed together.

“Guess you enjoyed your birthday kiss – huh?” she whispered, “but maybe I’ve had too much to drink.”

As she got up and went from me, after that fleeting moment of sex, a new sensation of masculinity filled me on that morning of my eighteenth birthday.

From then on at home Mom and I began a teasing and pleasing game. Like when she’d called me into her bedroom a few day’s after my birthday.

“Hey Dick, help me with new bra hook will you darling?”

She was facing her mirror wearing a new black bra which still had the label on it.

That was hot shit.

My fingers fumbled with the tiny hooks in the small of her back but then she slowly swivelled round to face me.

“Do you think it fits me OK”

I coloured up as I swam in her perfume; gazing at her enticing tits.

“Yea, fits you real good; they sure look yummy too.” I added daringly.

Her hand came gently onto my cheek, “ Look, I want you know I got a real buzz with that kissing we did; I’m hoping it was OK with you too?”

“Yea, it sure was a cool birthday surprise Mom.”

“Please ... call me Shelia; would you Dick?”

“O k then ... Shelia.” I whispered as my pulse race.

Avoiding that word “Mom” would deflect our incest I guess but Mom’s illicit behaviour thrilled me as her hand took mine, whispering, “ You can handle them if you like Dick.”

As my hands ventured over her taunt breast, her hand ran down over my hardened cock and then released it from the constraint of my underpants.

“Mmmn!! you really are a big boy!”

Mom slipped the bra off and a pair of superb fully laden breast fell out with bright pink nipples provocatively pointing out.

“Arh ... shit! They’re really choice Shelia.” I whispered as my cock throbbed.

“I’m so pleased you like them; they’re just about ready for milking; wanna do some shit with them,” she giggled softly.

“Christ Yea, it would be so cool to do skinny-dipping together!”

“Is that so?” she murmured softly, “Well I think this python needs some relief before anything my lad. Just lie back on my bed while I suck- out it’s poison.

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