Mom : She Let Me Do It - 1
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
As we ate, we didn’t say a word. Until my mom suddenly looked up from her pizza, breaking the silence.
“So you think you can handle this?”
“I think so. You?”
“I don’t know. I just wonder it’ll be like afterwards.”
“I’ve got no idea.”
“How are we even supposed to do it?”
“I could think of a lot of ways...”
“Yeah, I’m sure you could. But I mean are we just gonna run into the bedroom and...”
“That seems like it’d be a good start.”
“I’d kind of like to do something romantic. But ... I’m feeling too awkward about this to be romantic. I’m not sure this all is a good idea.”
“We don’t have to rush into anything, mom ... Hey, I’ve got an idea. Let’s go skinny dipping!”
“What? Where?”
“On the beach. There’s never anyone out there past 6. It’s still plenty warm. Bet the water’s nice.”
“Are you for real?”
“Yeah, why not? When was the last time you went skinny dipping?”
“Never. You?”
“Actually, also never. Let’s try it. Together.”
Mom paused for about a minute, staring out the window, then turned her head over to me and said, “OK!” enthusiastically and rushed up from the table over to her room.
“Where are you going?!” I yelled out.
“To put my bathing suit on!”
“Doesn’t that defeat the whole purpose of skinny dipping?!”
“Hey, I’m not going out there naked! At least not through the building!”
“Okay then, put on your bathing suit. I’ll get mine on.”
I heard mom slam the door to her room, so I also rushed over to my room, tearing off all my clothes in a heartbeat, and changing into my swimming trunks/flip flops. Thinking about it, she probably was right, it wouldn’t be too great for the neighbors to see us, mom and son, waltzing around the lobby naked. Perhaps I was in too much of a hurry to get her clothes off, but I couldn’t help it. Still, I figured I should be more careful, so as not to ruin any chance I might have at maybe “doing something” with her.
In all my experiences with women, I’ve found they usually take longer to prepare to exit the house, for just about anything, so I wasn’t surprised when I got out into the living room and found my mom absent. I called out to her and she shouted back from her room that she’d be down in a few minutes and to head to the beach without her. So I flung my towel over my shoulder, and headed out the door, all by my lonesome.