Mom : She Let Me Do It - 1
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - I lost everything in one month—my job, my girlfriend, my dog, even my house. With nowhere else to go, I called the one person I could always trust: my mom. She told me to come stay with her at her new condo on Padre Island. I thought she would be angry or give me a big lecture, but instead, she welcomed me with love, care, and a warm smile. Living with her again felt strange at first. We’ve always been close, more like friends than just mother and son.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
After I unpacked my stuff, I came back out to the living room and noticed mom wasn’t in the kitchen anymore. She’d left a note on the fridge saying she needed to run some errands and that dinner’d be at 7PM. I went out and spent the rest of the day driving around the Island and mozied up to Port Aransas, too, where I hung out on the beach, watching the waves pick up and crash to the shore.
As I sat on a bench overlooking the Gulf, vivid thoughts began criss-crossing through my mind, thoughts about my mom. Sexual thoughts. The first I’d had in quite a while. I just couldn’t take my mind off how damn good she looked now. That bronze skin, her shapely figure, almost only a silhouette underneath her sundress, but still so visible, so sleek, so curvy in all the right ways. I envisioned myself under her, in her bed, her dress hiked up, her riding me reverse cowgirl as I choked at her hips and bucked my pelvis back at her.
The recurring visions I was having of her were so concurrently arousing and disturbing that I had to stop by a beachside bar and slam down a couple cold Coronas to cool myself down and put my mind at ease. I started to think that maybe coming down here wasn’t such a good idea. Fortunately I ran into an old high school pal at the bar. We caught up on old times and watched the Astros game for a bit, which helped take my mind off things.
When I got back home, it was around 630PM and mom’d already finished dinner. She’d gone the taco route, and the tacos were flanked by tomato and pepper salad, nachos, and refried beans. She’d also opened a bottle of expensive Texas Merlot from a winery a cousin of ours runs.
“Howdy there, shug. Kick off your boots, wash up, and help me set the table.” Mom yelled out from the kitchen, as I walked in through the front door.
“Sure thing.” I replied. I felt uncomfortable seeing her after thinking about having sex with her all afternoon. So I went into the bathroom, slapped some cold water on my face, did my best to return my thoughts to baseball, and went back out there and had the table set up in seconds flat.
Dinner was delicious. As we ate we made small talk, but the conversation turned more serious when the subject of love and dating arose. Seems my mom hadn’t dated at all since her divorce.
“It’s just so hard to find a man at my age. Most are married or confirmed bachelors just looking for a quick one, or total jerks. I even joined an online dating service, which was a total disaster. You should have seen some of the responses I got there. What a bunch of creeps...”
“I think dating’s hard at any age.”
“No, trust me, the older you get, the harder it is. I remember back in high school, before your dad and I got together, there’d always be a handsome young stud waiting. Now they’re all married or turned into beached whales.”
The wine we’d been drinking had started to give me a nice buzz. I don’t know what it is about wine. I can kill a sixer of cold ones and not feel much, but wine gets right to me. And soon I started talking and words just started flying out of my mouth.
“Mom, you’re a beautiful woman. I’ve always thought so. I mean, hey, I’d date you.”
Mom’s facial expression turned from relaxed to noticeably uneasy.
“That’s sweet of you to say, but...”
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