Son's Gift to Mom
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - When Nick’s father calls unexpectedly one quiet Friday night, it seems like a simple request: buy a gift for his mother ahead of their long-awaited anniversary. But with his father gone most of the year and only rare visits home, Nick has long carried the weight of emotional closeness with the one woman who raised him—his beautiful, devoted, and lonely mother. As memories of their once inseparable bond come flooding back, Nick begins to notice what he had long ignored…
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Workplace Incest Mother Son Spanking Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Cream Pie Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking BBW Big Breasts Slow
With a sigh I pushed the curtain open and entered her stall.
“So?” Mom stuck her arms out and did a little spin, showing me her half exposed round buttocks before presenting me with her silk and polyester covered sex and B-cup boobs again. I couldn’t put my finger on as to why, but the silk garter belt stockings that hugged her curvy hips and clung to her toned and creamy legs added an extra kind of sauciness to the attire. “What do you think?”
I was amazed; at how sexy she looked! And at the fact that I was finding her sexy! I mean, I’d always known that mom was a good-looking woman, maybe not in a movie star or in a supermodel kind of way, but in the ... everyday good-looking woman sense. In fact, she was a milf according to the friends I’d gone to high school with.
But here’s the thing, I never would’ve guessed that I-her son, I stress-would one day find myself wanting to tear her clothes off and, well ... do stuff to her. But there I was. Shame I’d never felt the likes of settled in as the front of my slacks slowly began to tighten. I wanted to kill myself for it.
“Nick?” Mom raised an eyebrow.
“Hmm?” With a balled up hand over my mouth, I raised my chin to make eye contact.
“What do you think?”
“Umm, pppphhhh.” I pretended like I was thinking about it. “You uh ... you look ... you look fine.” I nodded.
“Fine?” Mom looked down at her body as my cock grew stiffer.
I was tempted to turn my pelvis. But I thought it would look suspicious.
“Are you sure? Because that mirror’s telling me a story that’s a little different from yours.” Mom turned and faced the mirror she was referring to. Then she placed her hands onto her hips and tilted her head, causing her sleek hair to fall over a shoulder. It only quickened the flow of the blood that was being sent to my cock.
“No, I mean ... you look good, mom.” I needed to get out of there before she discovered how perverted her son was. “I’ll see you outside.”
“Honey wait.” She made a quick turn and grabbed me by the arm. “ ... Are you sure?”
“Definitely.” I nodded and once I shook my arm free, I made my exit.
“Phew.” I looked up at the ceiling. That was a close call. I then quickly made my way back to the couch I sat on earlier, before anyone in the store noticed the lump in my jeans. Albeit I was relieved mom didn’t notice my erection, I’d never been so ashamed in my entire life.
What kind of a son gets aroused at the sight of his mother? Half-naked or not; I felt like scum for it and wanted to climb into an elevator, take it to the top floor and jump off the roof. “I fucking hate myself,” I muttered and shook my head.
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