Jake's Journey
Copyright© 2026 by Mustang
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Growing up in San Diego, California, in the mid-eighties as a sixteen-year-old boy, I had the time of my life. The excitement of learning about how to love a woman came with the help of my mother, her best friend, Anita, and my younger sister, Lindsey. This story was written at the request of reader fan, Frogfur.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged BiSexual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Sister Gang Bang Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Massage Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
Mom sat on the side of her bed and Anita sat alongside her. Mom drew me closer and caressed my cock, leaning in and beginning to suck on it.
“I’ve heard of mothers and sons committing incest and now I get to witness it firsthand,” Anita said. She wanted a taste of my cock but knew it was Mom’s and my time.
Mom lay on her bed with her arms and legs open for my arrival. I knelt by her side, asking, “What can I do to please you, Mom?”
“What can you do to please me? Where did that question come from?”
“When I gave Lindsey a massage before we fucked, she said how good it felt and I enjoyed pleasing her that way. I figure I should ask that question of any girl I’m with.”
“I’m proud you think that way, putting her pleasure ahead of your own. Most men I’m with just want a fuck and blowjob and are not really caring about what I want from them.”
“You say you gave Lindsey a full body massage. It’s very late, so just a frontal massage would be appreciated.”
I straddled her thighs and, leaning over, began to rub the sides of her neck, then her shoulders. Moving a little, my hands outlined her breasts without touching them. I felt a hand rubbing my back and the sensation of a kiss on my left shoulder. I looked to see Anita smiling at me.
My hands continued to rub her sides, across her stomach to her hips.
“You are very good with your hands for being so young. I’m feeling more relaxed,” Mom complimented me.
I moved again, spreading her legs. Her bald pussy was in plain view for me to take, but not yet. My hands returned to caress all around her breasts, but not touch them, except for leaning up and kissing each hard nipple. Now my fingertips traced a path around her pussy, again not touching it.
“You are being a tease,” she said of me bypassing her pussy.
I massaged her inner thighs, going lower. Mom was growing quite aroused and began to finger her pussy.
“No, you don’t. I’ll please you when I’m ready,” I said, brushing her hand aside.
“My, my, aren’t you the man taking control?”
“I appologize if I am.”
“Jake, that’s one of the things a woman loves about her lover; when it’s proper, he takes control, knowing what they both want and leading her to that end. If you put her pleasure above your own, then you are going to make countless women very happy.”
“I know how men treat you and I want to be different.”
“I’m an unhappily married slut and I don’t deny it.”
“Why don’t you just divorce him?”
“Then I’d feel like a failure.”
“You know the saying, ‘The third time’s a charm.’”
“I’d be really hesitant to marry for the third time. That man would have to be very close to the way your dad treated and loved me.”
“I want to please you, so will you turn onto your stomach so I can try something that Lindsey really liked?”
“When you’re with a woman, if possible, don’t mention other women you’ve been with. She will be able to tell you’re experienced by what you do and how you please her.”
Mom turned over and I bent her right leg at the knee, which presented her pussy to me. I rubbed, then kissed her ass, then my right fingers teased her skin all around her pussy. I could feel her damp heat, then rubbed her swollen lips. Slowly, my finger parted her lips and the tips found her clit. She reacted immediately as I rubbed it.
Next, I inserted my thumb and found the same right spot of flesh that Lindey has on the roof of her pussy. I began to massage them together and Mom’s reaction was as if she’d been struck by lightning.
“You naughty son of mine. You found the spot that very few men have found in me.”
I wondered at her reaction as she moaned softly and moved her middle as if riding a cock. I kept doing this, alternating soft and harder motions.
“No, keep going, Jake. You’re getting me close!” Mom said as I was about to pull out my fingers.
I adjusted my sitting position and rubbed her ass while my fingers continued. Gradually her breaths came deeper and more frequent. I noticed her hands gripped the bedsheet tightly as she unleashed, likely the strongest cum she’d ever experienced up to that time.
On and on she moaned and gasped as waves of pleasure washed over her.
“Jake, you beautiful fucker, did you ever make me cum!”
“I’ve overheard men who have fucked you in your bed and made you cum, but not like this.”
“You’re right. None of them cared about me enough like you do. Mmm, if I could bottle my climax and sell it, I’d be a millionaire in days.”
I withdrew his fingers, the pads wrinkled with her juices and licked them.
“How do I taste?”
“Very good, similar to Lindsey’s cum juices. Sorry, I forgot not to mention other women. You have a unique flavour; I want to taste more of you.”
“That’s a better answer.”
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