Confessions tagged with 'mother'.

#1295

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First thing this morning, my Son asked me if I would be interested in helping him out with something. I said, "Sure, honey. What do you need me to help you with?"

He walked into my bathroom at full attention. I looked at him in surprize while he looked back at me hard as steel. Shocked, I didn't know quite what to think, although, I knew what he wanted.

Since he just turned 13 last month, I wasn't sure if he knew exactly what he was asking for.

This was quite a unique situation he put us in, but I felt obligated some how. I knew he had just watched me take a shower since I left the door open again for the steam.

Taking control, I wispered to him, "You know what would be best for you, honey?"

"No, what Mom?" he asked me quietly.

"For you to simply aim for my jackpot, honey." I took out a red lipstick and outlined my lips while he watched with intent. "Now, when I get on my knees honey, all you have to do is put your hard on inside Mommies jackpot, got it, sweetie?"

I dropped my towel, knelt down on my knees, and drew out onto my elbows. Tommy didn't hesitate to get behind me. I lowered my hips to alight them to his and waited.

Slowly, Tommy began to push up against my outline and slowly he began to enter me. I felt his precum slick us up. After a few push thrusts, a few partial in's and out's, he was finally side me; balls deep inside his wet Mother.

"Now baby, push back and forth, honey... back and forth in me." He did exactly what I told him as he was now well on his way; back and forth, back and forth...

He liked watching my boobs respond to his thrusts in the bathroom mirror.

My Son quickened his pace as his thrusts deepened. He was quiet and I knew he wasn't going to last much longer so I decided not to bother on telling him to pull out. He was well on his way to cumming inside of me and I knew he didn't know what it all meant anyway.

Oh, Mom... Mom...

(Grunting to climax... he began unloading into me...)

Schvitt! Schvitt! Schvitt!

Oh Mommy!

Thats it, baby!

Schvitt! Schvitt!

Schvitt!

Mom...

Oh, my baby!

Mommy...

Schvitt! Schvitt!

Schvitt!

After I took Tommy to school, I went to get a, "Plan B," kit and a new birth control perscription. Later, I didn't think twice about removing my profile from the dating websites I was on.

#1294

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I text code with my 16 year old Son incase our phones get compromised.

I keep the sext requests brief...

Requests for him to meet me in the basement of a quick, "Boss toss," AKA, Mother Son blowjob.

Or for an, "Afternoon baffoon," where I let my young lover take his sweet Mother from behind about an hour before his dad usually gets home from work.

Any bathroom in the house will do. Sometimes, even the kitchen island too.

I will never take birth control pills for granted. I thank God for them because we both hate condoms.

#1197

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My husband is currently the undisputed man of the house. My 15 year old Son, however, is up and comming. After my husband confirmed our Son wanted to take our Mother-Son relationship to a new realm, he finally told me hoping I would consider the same.

At first, I didn't want to learn my husband was okay with letting our Son in on some private time with me, let alone watching him do it with me. They were settled on oral and anal, with no vaginal endeavours for my Son. He told me it would be a little too personal if I had the chance to get knocked up by my own Son.

I couldn't believe it all. The thought of me blowing my Son or him taking me from behind... all while my husband voyers it from across the room! Next, I suppose he will want to film my Son taking me in the bathroom, then in the kitchen, and untimately out by the pool on my knees and elbows.

After a couple of days, I was convinced my Son was ready for a little relief, so I called my husband to come in from his evening swim to witness the premire of the new Tommy and Mommy show.

I invited them to have a seat on the couch while I went to get some lube. When I came back, Tommy had his pants down around his ankles. I asked him, "So, Tommy, are you ready for your D.O.M. to suck you off for the very first time right now?" He stood up and took the lube from my hand and put some on his hardening shaft. My husband said, "Honey, I think he just wants you get on your knees and hike your skirt up for him."

On my knees, I leaned over the coffee table to feel my Son apply some oil to me. Then, soon after, a firm push. I didn't have to tell him he needed to be rock hard for this, because he already was. I tried to relax as much as I could so he could eventually push his way into me. A few more push tries and then some more oil; another brief pause, and then another firm push. I could feel the head of my Son's oiled cock begin to breach the grasp of my warm ass.

Very suddenly, I felt my Son rail himself into me all at once, until he was in me as deep as he could get. The feeling of him suddenly, "Woosh," into me was almost overwhelming... so big and filling he was in my ass.

"That-a-boy, Tommy!" Exclaimed his Father to encourage him to give me the deepest rheaming he possibly could. His eyes lit up, watching my Son go balls deep into me, then begin a slight retreat to the edge of his head and my ass, only to watch him push himself back into his Mother's tightly gripped ass.

Over, and over Tommy continued to plunge his way in and out of me. Things were finally beginning to warm up to an efforless slick smooth glide for both of us. Tommy's Father could hear him glide in and out of me as we all remained completely silent so Tommy could concentrate on ass fucking his Mother. Plunge after plunge, Tommy continued to work himself in and out of my ass, all while his Father sat back to look on in amazement. He looked pleased to see all of this work out so nicely for all of us.

With each thrust, I could feel Tommy growing even harder as the pulse in his shaft began to quicken. I gave my husband a heads up on him cumming so he wouldn't blink and miss any of it.

"Mom, should I... should I, ...inside of you...?"

"Yes, you can cum inside my ass, baby... It's okay, you won't get me pregnant,... just let it fly, sweetie!"

(Her Son panting...)

"Oh, Mom, here I c,cu... I'm gonna c-cuuuuum, Mom!!!"

(With his balls pressed firmly against his Mom's ass...)

Schvitt!,

schvitt, schvitt, schvitt!,

schvitt, schvitt..., schvitt, schvitt!,

schvitt..., schvitt...,

schvitt!,

schvitt!...

#1166

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I knew Mom was home when I went to find her to ask her a question about dinner ideas. I didn't know my little brother was home yet until I walked by our bathroom and heard him say what sounded like, "Oh, Mom... I'm getting close..."

I was shocked think this was the first time I might have caught him maturbating? and oh my god, was he thinking of Mom while he was beating off? I put my ear to the door to hear heavy panting and then him having an orgasim, groaning, cumming, and grunting. Wow, to learn my Brother thinks about Mom when he cums - unbelievable!!!

Knowing he was finishing up, I left to find Mom. Going to her room and then bathroom, she must be elsewhere. I had to pass our bathroom down the hall to go look for her out back.

As I approached the bathroom door I saw the knob turn and my Mom's voice wisper, "I would like more of you again later if you can, honey." My brother said, "Me too, Mom." as I saw my brother pulling his pants up. It was then when my Mom turned around shocked to see me standing there. I just had to ask, "What are you guys doing in there, Mom?" She told me her brother was just helping her with something. Stunned, I was desperate to change the conversation so, I asked her what she would like to eat for dinner as she replied, "Oh, sweetie, I won't be having dinner tonight. I'm on a diet so you and your Brother just go ahead without me." I walked away as if I had seen a ghost or something. Instead, I now know my Mom must be blowing my brother for a cum diet of her own - Oh my God, my Mom is just so unbelievable sometimes!

#1146

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ATTENTION ALL MOMS... If you have a Son between the ages of 12 and 18, I can personally say he would be hot for you to blow him. Later, after a few blowjobs, you would more than be able to enjoy the most unbelievable sex life, both vaginal and anal alike. Just insist to him by turning it on. You would be amazed at just how little it will take... Have fun ladies, and who knows, you just may have some awesome Mother Son confessions to make later of your own.

#1137

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Getting home from work early, it was quiet so I thought the house was empty. On the way to my room to change, I saw my husband sitting outside by the pool and a girl who looked like our daughter on her knees working him. I was shocked to take it all in at once. As soon as I realized it was in fact our daughter, I could tell he began to cum for her as she continued to suck and finish him off. I reached for the door to confront them in the act but stopped myself to get a grip on what I just saw. I went back out to the car and drove off to think about things. I came home later with a smile, as I should have, to pretend like I knew nothing.

Days, weeks, and then months went by and I still didn't say anything to them. Instead, I started to have thoughts of my own. What if, thoughts about me doing the same with my Son. It was obvious my husband was not interested in me as much anymore anyway. If one of them were to catch me making it with my Son, I could at least have some kind of rebuttle.

Knowing my Son would let me blow him if I simply insisted, I put my own plan into action. When I heard the shower turn off, I walked in on my Son drying off. "Mom?" He asked me what I thought I was doing. I told him to keep it down and wispered, "I know what I am doing..." as I droped my top. His jaw droped along with his towel as I kneeled before him. Have a seat on the edge of the tub sweetie, this shouldn't take long. He was growing hard just as he sat down so I went to work on him right away. He couldn't believe his own Mother was blowing him. I told him to try and cum quietly so his Father and Sister wouldn't hear. After about another minute he layed into me. I could feel him violently unload in my mouth just as he grabbed my head to steady my blows. I continued to suck on him until he pulsed no more. Satisfied, I stood up infront of him and pulled my top back up. Before I left him sitting on the side of the tub, I bent over and wispered in his ear, "Understand your Father has a good thing going with your Sister, and now you have a good thing going with me... right? So, lets just keep these secrets to ourselves, okay, honey?" He shook his head yes as I quietly closed his door behind me.

I was now off to ask my daughter how much she liked blowing her Father...

#1119

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It was quite a while ago, when I gave my Son his first blowjob in my the front seat of my car. We were parked in the parking lot of a Hugh M. Woods hardware store on April 25, 1985 when he just turned 13. Turns out, it was the best birthday present I could have given him, at that age. Since then, I have blown my Son countless times, well into the many thousands... much more than I could ever remember. I just happen to vividly remember the first time I blew him.

Hugh M. Woods went out of business quite some time ago. I recently used Google Maps to find. Now, thirty years later, its a True Value hardware store located at 4959 South Kipling Parkway in Littleton, Colorado. The parking lot still looks the same.

My Son stopped by to visit me, (for me to give him another blowjob), last Friday after he left his work.

Well, I could tell he was getting close when I took a moment to ask him if he remembered the first time I blew him? "In your car, Mom. You sucked me off in the parking lot of that old hardware store." I smiled and told him it was a True Value store now.

He didn't seem to care what the store was now anyway. It seems he was a very busy young man these days so I went back to work for him to finish him off. After a couple more minutes of working him, my Son violently unloaded in me just like he did years ago. After I got the last drop out of him he relaxed, gathered himself, and thanked me with a kiss as he left to go home to his wife for dinner. Well, the more things change the more they seem to stay the same.