Taking Care of Mom
Copyright© 2026 by PatNouk
Part 6
Incest Sex Story: Part 6 - Unfortunately dad passed away and mom wasn't taking care of herself. So I stepped in and starting making mom feel better...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt Age Gap Consensual Romantic Heterosexual High Fantasy Incest Mother Son Light Bond Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student Illustrated
The following morning I slept in a bit, went downstairs to have breakfast. Mom was puttering around the kitchen, she turned her head around,
“morning, did you sleep well Jack, I did, like a baby. Haven’t had a meal and evening like that for quite a while - did me well I’m sure! Don’t forget to clean up the yard please. If you’re not busy, we could pick up a few things this afternoon.”
Mom was back to her conservative same, loose sweater and slacks with a ponytail and no makeup. She made no comments or actions as anything happened yesterday. Perfect, we could continue like Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde, I’m all excited about what might continue. My cock was lengthening under my dressing gown, hanging my flaccid-hardon out at a 30-degree angle, I hadn’t put on anything else. I slipped behind Mom to reach up to get a bowl out of the cupboard, my hard-on rubbed across her ass. She stopped what she was doing, I felt her ass tense a second, then relaxed when I took the bowl and sat down. I said I would clean the yard and am available to help her this afternoon. With that, mom did what she had to do, I cleaned the yard then took a shower.
Before going downstairs, I took a chance and pulled out some black panties and a black bra from mom’s drawer, and a mid-thigh loose skirt and loose white light blouse out the back of her closet and laid them on her bed. I was trembling just thinking of how mom will react one way or the other.
Mom said she’d be ready at 1:30. Said we’d have to pick up this and that, perhaps stop for an ice-cream on the way home. Sounds good to me. And, if you don’t mind, I need something for me.
I dressed in loose linen shorts with a thong cuddling my heavy flaccid-hardon under, hanging along my left thigh and a shirt. I was so horny just wearing what I’m wearing and hoping mom wouldn’t be upset with what I laid out on her bed.
Heard mom coming downstairs and along the hallway. I turned around, mom was wearing exactly what I had chosen plus a pair of high heel shoes. Her hair was loose down to the middle of her back, her skirt held up around her belly button showing off her tanned thighs and a couple of buttons open showing off her fantastic bobbling cleavage from her almost transparent white blouse. She looked at me, bending over showing off her thighs and ass picking up her handbag