Family Affair

This is a series where a man has strong sexual urges and his Mother opens the flood gates for him to enjoy himself.

Family Affair:

Part 1: My Mother

I haven’t seen my Mother in 30 years. When I was young, I was devastated by this. Now at the age of 33, I barely think about it. Truth is there is a lot of family drama involved on that topic. My father got out of the army in ’91. He started dating my Mother, Sue, shortly afterwards. They got married later that year after my Mother got pregnant with me. I was born early in ’92. My Mother was a waitress and ended up cheating on my father with anyone how smacked her ass while working. They officially separated when I was only two.

The courts originally gave custody to my Mother. I don’t have a lot of memories from that time. Once when I was three, I remembered Mother having company over and they went into her room. Mom was beautiful, with wavy black hair and D cup breasts. She was chubby but carried it well. One of her remarkable features were here thick thighs. I was sitting in the living room wanting to watch television. At the age of three, I didn’t know how to work the remote. I walked to her room, opening the door.
Mother was naked in bed, a man on top of her and pounding her with dick. I watched Mom’s tits bounce as the man’s dick slide in and out of her pussy.

“Oh my god…Oh God… Fuck me… go deeper in my pussy…” Mother moaned.

That day changed my life forever as I learned all about sex at three years old. A couple of months later, My Mother lost custody of me, and my aunt was granted custody. I never forgot the image of my Mother having sex, and it stayed close to me my whole life. I became addicted to the notion of sex. Long before my body could physically preform, I wanted to have sex with every woman. When my Aunt had custody of me at age four, I fantasized of the whole family. I didn’t understand or know right from wrong. The fantasy was a pleasure, but it was also a curse as if it was an itch I couldn’t scratch. It was a goal I couldn’t achieve. This has led to much heartache down the road for me.

Back to present day I am content with where my life is. They doesn’t mean I don’t still harbor fantasies, but I’ve learned to keep moving forward. Surprisingly, my Mother reached out to me on Facebook when I was 25 and we have chatted a couple times a year since then. It was a Friday afternoon and I was just getting out of work when I got a chat message on my phone from my Mother. I was surprised seeing we only chat around holidays.

“Hey, how are you doing?” My Mother asked.

“I’m doing good. How are you?” I replied
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“Not good. Can you help me with something please?” My Mother asked.

“What do you need?” I replied while getting irritated that she was asking me for something.

“I’m out of work from Covid. I used up all my resources and can’t pay rent. Can you please help pay my rent?” Mother asked.

“You have never given me anything in life. You missed out so much, and never even cared to send birthday or Christmas cards… and you’re asking me to pay your rent?!” I text, obviously irritated at this point.

“Please? I won’t have a place to live.” Mother replied.

“How bad you want it? I know how much of a whore you were back in the day. Fuck me for it.” I text.

I was mostly just trying to piss her off so she would stop asking. But damn I felt a twinge for horniness knowing I’d grab some of that ass the first chance I’d get. What a shame it would never happen.

“Fine. Come over tomorrow?” My Mother texted back leaving me completely bewildered.

“Absolutely!” I said.

My Mother only lived an hour and a half away, so I was more than willing to make the ride. Once I parked on the curb of her apartment complex, I headed to the door number and knocked. My Mother opened the door letting me in. She was now 58 years old, her black hair had multiple streaks of gray. She had dark bags under her eyes as light lines of wrinkles had form. Her mouth had started showing age with defined wrinkles as well. She was still beautiful to me, wearing green pants showing off her thick ass and a long sleeve Green lace shirt. I could see a black bra underneath.

“So, are you sure you want to have sex?” Mother asked.

“Oh yes. I’ve always wanted to make love to my slut Mother.” I said.

She led me to the bedroom, holding my hand as we walked in. She turned to face me and I leaned down to kiss my Mother. Our lips locked as my tongue entered her mouth. She wrapped her arms around me as our tongues rubbed against each other, twirling and licking in taboo fun. I take off her green lace shirt and unclipped her bra, exposing her beautiful saggy D cup tits to me. I lick her nipple, rubbing my tongue in a circular pattern then lick across. My hand comes up and cups her left tit as I take Mother’s right breast into my mouth sucking on the tits she gave to so many men.

“I’m going to have fun fucking you!” I said.

“All the guys do.” Mother replied.

She took her pants and panties off and proceeded to lay on the bed. I ripped my shirt over my head with ferocity and yanked my pants and boxers off with clear intensity. I climbed onto the bed getting a great view of my Mother’s pussy. She doesn’t even deny it, her wonderful pussy was fucked by many guys. My heart beats faster with adrenaline knowing I’m going to be the next guy to dick my Mother’s pussy.

“Looks decent. What’s your size?” My Mother asked.
“I’m six inches.” I said.

“Just like your father. I hope you fuck as good as him too.” Mother said.

She spread her sexy, thick thighs for me. I moved in between her and rubbed her pussy lips. The skin flowing between my fingers was a wonderful sensation. I line my dick up and pushed it inside her pussy slit. I lay on top of her as I start slow dicking my Mother’s pussy. I put my hand on her thick thigh, holding it against my hips. Our lips embrace, her tongue slips into my open mouth, searching for my tongue to rub wonderfully against. During our deep kiss, her nipples rub and slide against my body in our love making. I was pumping my dick in and out, in and out, in and out of her pussy.

“Oh yes… oh… uh… uh... this feels good.” Mother moaned in between kisses.

“Tell me how much of a slut you are… uh... yes… while your son is having sex with you. Tell me how many men you fucked… uh…” I moaned.

“Oh God yes… oh baby… uh… I fucked 63 men… uh… uh… oh… I’ve taken dozens of cum shots to my face... oh fuck yes… uh… and I even fucked 5 men…. Uh… fuck me… fucked by them at once when I cheated on your father… oh fuck…” Mother Moaned.

My Mother was a complete whore and I was loving every minute of it. I leaned up on my knees and slipped my hands under her legs, lifting them up. I started pounding my dick into my Mother’s pussy, taking my 6 inches of cock. Her feet flopped in the air as she was getting deep dicked by her son. My balls smacking her ass while I’m pumping her pussy.

“Uh… uh… yes.. fuck me baby… faster… fuck me faster…” Mother moaned.

Mother’s moist pussy had her juices all over Moaned. My heart was pounding like I just found a chest of treasure, and I was daring to open this treasure box of sex. Still holding my Mother’s legs up I trusted my cock in and out, in and out of her pussy again and again. Watching her tits bounce up and down fueled my fantasies as I pumped her pussy with hunger. This ultimate taboo sex with my own Mother could not have been more righteous as the walls inside pussy was rubbing against my cock.

“I’m going to cum… Oh… yes… I’m cuming in my Mother…” I moaned, spurting cum all inside of her pussy.

I gave my Mother an envelope with the cash for her rent as we were getting dressed. I reveled in the fact that I was such a deviant for this. As we were walking towards the door my Mother stopped me.

“You do fuck as good as your father.” Mother said with a smile.

“And you are a good slutty fuck.” I replied.

“I’ll be your whore anytime for free.” Mother said.

We made out once more. I waived on my way out the door and on my way home.