Mom's Morning Fantasies
Copyright© 2011 by Lauren
Chapter 1
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 1 - I first posted these few chapters under LaurenMom. They were the first personal fantasies I wrote about as I was having them. They're the musings of a horny mother who begins to seriously think about her son sexually. They're a bit rough compared to my other more fully formed stories.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Fa/ft Consensual True Story Incest Mother Son Oral Sex Masturbation
I had what I thought was a very naughty little fantasy this morning. I feel a little guilty and embarrassed about it. At first, I didn't know if I wanted to write it out and post it. But this turned me on so much, I had to follow-through and post it immediately. I just had to.
I'm often the first one up on weekend mornings. I'm a morning person in general. I love having quiet time whenever I can, especially when it's early and still a little dark and everyone else is still sleeping. Anyway, on this particular morning I was sitting on the sofa in our family room, wearing only my robe. It was, cloudy and cold outside. Cozy and warm inside (especially inside my robe!)
Then for some reason, my mind flashed to a vision of my teenage son sitting right where I was, alone in the near dark, taking his cock out of his boxers. I imagined him getting it hard and jerking it slowly. Then, in my incredibly naughty mind, I imagined that I came to the door and saw him ... and saw what he was doing. In my mind, I saw myself just as I was, dressed in only my robe.
I watched my son for a minute, totally fascinated by seeing him playing with his dick. I couldn't make out too much detail of what he was doing, but it seemed like it took his hand a while to get from the head down to the base. I thought he must be big ... bigger than I would have guessed.
Then without a word, I walked over to him. Since it was pretty dark, in the room, he didn't see me until I was just a few feet away from him. He gasped, "Mom!" And then he froze. I stood and looked at him in silence for at least 10 seconds. Still remaining silent, I parted the bottom of my robe and straddled him on the sofa. He just stared into my eyes in disbelief. But he didn't protest. I positioned his dick at my now wet hole and started moving a bit up and down. In just a few seconds, my son entered me.
(By the way, at this point in real life, my hand had slid into my robe and between my legs. My hole was indeed wet for real.)
As I got down further on his cock, I had the thought that he was not only big, but that he had gotten just as big as his father ... maybe a little bigger. I moved incrementally up and down until he was all the way inside me. I then could tell that he was surely bigger than his Daddy. I could feel him rubbing on my cervix as I ground onto him. He was in me as deeply as he could be.
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